Chapter 507

The dilapidated house became exquisite and elegant under the joint work of these people. Song Ningyu also planted some vegetables in the land, looking like he wanted to live here for a long time.

But every time his eyes fell on the two dependent graves, he would always be thoughtful for a while.

When Mo Qilin went to Chunsu's house again, he found that there was another person in the house. The woman's long hair was pulled up at will. Behind her, a woman in white quietly held a golden and glazed sun and moon scepter. While Mo Qilin was still at the door, he knelt straight towards the people in the house.

"Minister, I'll see your Majesty the snow emperor."

The woman's delicate eyebrows and eyes were dignified and soft, with the magnanimity and capacity of the superior. She raised her hand to Mo Qilin, and her voice was like an empty valley Ghost: "come, come and see how the game between the widow and the high priest can be solved."

"Yes." Mo Qilin's black robe was raised, and he stepped into the room. The whole room felt a lot fresher, and the fatigue of the war with song Ningyu was also reduced. His majesty Xue Huang was nearly 40, but he was well maintained. His words and deeds were a little feminine, but his behavior was a little dignified and domineering!

The contradictions are mixed together, which makes it impossible to guess her mind.

I saw two ink dragons fighting together on the clear chessboard of Mo Yu and Bai Zi. The Mo Zi of the snow emperor had been cut off by Bai Zi, with only one head still biting.

Mo Qilin looked at the general killing chess game, and Yu Guang crossed the expressionless Chunsu. He was shocked, hugged his fist and whispered with a smile: "Your Majesty, I've always only focused on martial arts. I'm really not good at this kind of chess instruments!"

Chunsu slowly dropped a son. The leaves outside the hospital fell with the cold wind in winter. The snow emperor lowered his eyes slightly and murmured, "the winter of Hongmeng has stepped on the sun and moon!"

The woman in white moved a chair and Mo Qilin sat aside to watch the war. He didn't know how to play, but compared with the snow emperor, he was only willing to bow down. However, after a while, the chess game was reversed. Mo Qilin looked at the two people who were playing riddles and sighed helplessly.

Isn't the winter of Hongmeng coming? How can we say it's stepping on the sun and the moon?

In that game of chess, Baizi killed a blood path. The broken claws and tail of the ink dragon were quickly reborn, and all the injuries were aggravated on the white dragon. His majesty picked up several sunspots, hooked his lips and smiled. The smile was seven points similar to song Ningyu, but more pleasing to the eye than song Ningyu.

One is a smile close to people's heart and lungs, and the other is an unintentional and ruthless cold. Although they imagine, they are distinguished by their character.

The snow emperor dropped a word, picked his exquisite eyebrow and gracefully straightened his purple gold jade robe: "why is Aiqing staring at me like this?"

Mo Qilin sat upright and uneasy, touched his nose and murmured, "I'm impolite. I suddenly found that your majesty and the princess are quite similar, but they are quite different."

Chunsu drops Baizi and stares at the chess game. It seems that song Ningyu's delicate eyebrows appear in the shaking, but I don't know whether they are himself or song Ningyu?

The snow emperor covered his lips and knew: "when I first met the high priest, I was still in trouble. I recognized the high priest as a son. High priest, why do you wear shark gauze? It's good for me to see my daughter."

Chunsu lifted her eyes, and there was a trace of warmth in her cold eyes. This person would be a little different only when song Ningyu was around. The fallen leaves outside the window rise Xiaoxiao. The fallen leaves float like butterflies. They can't tell the truth from the real seasonal butterflies flying in the air.

"I'm lucky to be one-third similar to the princess, which is a sign of heaven's secret." Chunsu believes in the fate of heaven and earth. He speaks a word of opportunity, motivation, opportunity and chance

Mo Qilin resisted the action of stroking his forehead and whispered: "what's three-thirds similar? It's clearly printed in a mold!"

The snow emperor lowered his eyes and said with a smile to Mo Qilin, "I don't know how to compare yu'er with Aiqing?"

It seems that she already knows about song Ningyu's fight with Mo Qilin. Mo Qilin hangs his eyes with great anxiety and shrinks the surprised color in his eyes: "it's nothing special, but it's really much better than a few days ago."

"Why did yu'er quarrel with the Tang emperor?" where in the world does a mother not care about children? Just like the snow emperor, there are few estimates to help his daughter chase the object! If you are at home, it is estimated that your legs are discounted and you are not allowed to meet the man again?

"Well, there was a quarrel, but I didn't see the process, so I'm not very clear." what quarrel? This divorce has been written. It's not just a quarrel!

The snow emperor held his son's hand slightly, and the son fell in the wrong place. She narrowed her eyes slightly. Time is running out. How can these two people still have the mind to quarrel? Whether she is young or old. The snow emperor held the purple gold hairpin on his forehead and shook slightly with her movements, making a clear bell sound.

"Do you think I'm old? I can't even understand the young man's mind." they are all from the past, but the snow emperor's coming is too much? He ran out of Huangdao, met the man he wanted, married and gave birth to Ning Yu. It seems that everything is natural, but he didn't see those magnificent and soul stirring.

He even pretended to die, even the man didn't know.

Mo Qilin had never heard of the marriage of the snow emperor. He raised his eyebrows and said unexpectedly, "Your Majesty, don't you go to see the father of the princess?" as long as the snow emperor wanted, the snow emperor could handle it in three days after another half a year's journey, but it was a question of whether he wanted to or not.

The snow emperor's eyes fell on the wrong sunspot. Chunsu raised his eyes and suddenly said, "Your Majesty, if you think you can regret the chess piece, you can regret it."

She looked at the wrong son and sighed slightly. One son was wrong and lost everything. If she saved the son, she might still have a chance to win, but if she insisted on there, there would be no chance to win.

"I never destroy chess. I lost this game."

Mo Qilin was surprised that a generation of emperors could admit their right and wrong so frankly. He stayed with Wang Zun on weekdays. Sometimes he was ordered by the snow emperor only a few times. Therefore, what he heard most about the snow emperor was only some rumors about the emperor island. It was said that his Majesty was friendly to the people and won the hearts of the people. Now it seems specious.

The snow emperor lowered his eyes, looked at the chess and murmured, "some people can't find it if they miss it..."

She left the song house because there was a beautiful woman beside him. Now all she wanted was peace for the rest of her life.