Chapter 508

When you lose everything, you get everything. The snow emperor became the emperor of Huangdao and ruled Huangdao for decades. Wang Zun was so powerful that he became the Regent.

The snow emperor lowered his eyes and turned the jade matched at his waist. His eyes flashed slightly. He slowly stood up and took the scepter handed by the woman in white. The cold wind blew the snow emperor's luxurious robe. The purple and gold robe was embroidered with black and white magnolias, with a dragon pattern inside. The long wind blew the long hair mixed with wisps of white hair, and that figure collapsed the whole world!

Her back was light, soft and gentle, with continuous depression. She looked at the chess game with deep eyes, and suddenly raised her hand to pick up the wrong sunspot. The whole chessboard changed color in an instant.

The strong are strong because they don't care. The strong are weak because they care

The snow emperor a carriage carved in gold, which is luxurious and elegant, showing his noble status as the emperor of Huangdao. Chunsu looked thoughtfully at the snow emperor who left with a high profile, and her eyes flashed slightly. When you can be extremely arrogant, you will be extremely arrogant. This is what the snow emperor said when he joked with him in private.

Now I think about it carefully, but isn't she doing it? Song Ningyu's temperament is actually very similar to that of the snow emperor. It's just that one surface is inside and the other surface is inside, which blinds the eyes of strangers.

"The snow emperor has always been high-profile. Didn't you return to the island under orders? How did you come out again?" Chunsu thought about the game of chess and dropped the sunspot to another place. The situation in the chessboard changed, the ink Kirin's eyes narrowed slightly, and his cold look had retreated completely. If he walked around the street when he pulled off the ink canopy, his face as smooth as a Zhilan tree, It must have attracted thousands of women.

He raised the golden order in his hand and smiled: "naturally, he came to protect his majesty under the order of the king."

"I've heard that Wang Zun is seriously ill for a long time. I don't know how he's doing recently?" Chunsu dropped a word and used it with one heart and two purposes. Ink Qilin's eyes fell on the Xiaoxiao yellow leaves outside the window and sighed.

"Like winter leaves, the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry. I'm afraid the sun is approaching." Wang Zun was seriously ill. When did he start? It seems that it began when the snow emperor secretly ran out of Huangdao.

"In order to ensure the absolute purity of royal blood, the royal family of Huangdao has gradually withered for thousands of years, and finally only Wang Zun and Xue Huang are left. Speaking of it, Wang Zun and Xue Huang have almost become close. It seems that Wang Zun's body has gradually deteriorated since the snow Emperor fled the big marriage with Wang Zun. High priest, have you calculated what the final fate of Wang Zun should be?"

Mo Qilin stayed in Huangdao for a long time, but he knew little about the secrets of Huangdao, didn't know its meaning, and didn't understand it thoroughly. Not only the people on Huangdao didn't know, but even the top personal attendants only knew a little. Go and ask the elders? He doesn't have the guts.

Chunsu dropped Baizi, slightly picked the tip of her eyebrows and said slowly, "I don't know if you've heard a word."

Mo Qilin's eyes lit up: "what do you say?"

"Curiosity killed the cat."

“……”

Mo Qilin, who killed the cat, also wants to know. Mo Qilin wants to cry without tears. He decides to follow the snow emperor first. At least he has been ordered by Wang Zun and should not be rejected.

When the night came into Chang'an, Feng held the baby in his arms with a gloomy face. He fed sheep's milk, sprayed his face, fed milk, and tore the milk over. But he had to find a wet nurse. This matter was half solved, but the boy was too cruel when he drank. No one in the pregnant mother wanted to take care of him!

Looking at the bloody chest, Feng touched his nose with embarrassment, but this is the young master of the family. He can't beat or scold. Feng sat on the roof with the child in his arms. He didn't forget to wrap the child tightly. There was a strong smell of wine under the roof. This drinking method can't be saved when the immortal Luo came!

The wind looked up at the moon. Now Chang'an is in an eventful winter. As soon as the people on the street enter midnight, they are all scattered. No more than in the past, lanterns, candles and silk and bamboo sing all night. Now the streets with lanterns are a little strange.

A bright and luxurious carriage came slowly with the sound of a clear bell. It was a carriage pulled by eight horses. The gauze in the carriage rose slowly with the wind. A woman sat in the big carriage with a scepter in her hand, noble and arrogant, like an immortal in nine days.

The carriage is made of gold and jade, and the roof is made of crystal. Through the roof, you can see the starry sky, as if it were close in front of you. The wind was surprised when he held the baby who was still tossing in his arms. The baby was stunned when he saw the top carriage, his saliva fell from his mouth and stretched out his fat hand.

"Eat... Eat... Dad." Feng only felt that there was a mess in the wind in front of him. The winter wind swept behind him, and the whole person was cold. I dare say that this child will not only call Gong Zilin's dad? In his cognition, everything is dad? He took his chubby hand and murmured softly.

"Little ancestor, be calm! That's not your father! I don't know who your father is!"

It's all chicken and duck talking. The fat hand of the little milk doll is struggling in the big hand of the wind. The strength is not ordinary. In the carriage, eight women in white step down and kneel down to welcome the woman out of the carriage. The purple gold robe, Magnolia ink belt, Dragon crown and female face intimidate the four sides. The wind was so frightened that even she almost knelt down!

The woman looked closely and always felt quite familiar 1

At this time, Gong Zilin was drinking inside and was very drunk. It was estimated that he would be unconscious. Feng silently wiped sweat on his owner. What was the origin of this woman? With a wave of her hand, the door of the tight Inn opened. The woman walked down slowly, took the golden sun moon Scepter in her hand, and stepped on the ground with cloud dragon boots, raising a silent threat.

The wind took the child in his arms and rolled into the inn. Gong Zilin was really drunk. Lying in the middle of a pile of wine jars, the whole person looked a little depressed. The little milk doll climbed down from the wind and put his head into the jar with a jar of unfinished wine. As a result, his head was stuck and couldn't get out. The jar was very stuffy.

After a while, the baby cried. The wind had to pull out the baby's head first and caress his forehead helplessly!

"Lord! Wake up, Lord!"

"..." Gong Zilin fished it, pulled the wind into his arms, pressed it under him, and whispered, "Madam... You're back... Just come back, come back... I'll forgive you..."

"As long as you come back, I can forgive you for everything..."

The milk doll climbed out of Feng's arms and stared back at the two people holding together. She hummed coldly. She was almost crushed to death by these two people! It's really lucky to hand over the canopy!

"No! Lord, you recognize the wrong person!" Feng's heart is full of tears and his aversion to wine is deeper! It's really a drunken mess!

At Gong Zilin, the door of the Inn opened silently. Mo Qilin stood behind the snow emperor and wondered why the snow emperor was frozen at the door. He stretched out his head and looked at it. Suddenly, his face trembled.