"..." you are cruel! The three kings stood at the window between song Ningyu, with a cold face, gnashing their teeth and turning around, each busy.
Song Ningyu didn't know much about saving people. She learned a lot. Once she got mixed, she didn't know so much about these things like cold and cough. Mu Jin stood by the bed with a bunch of plum blossoms and took advantage of the gap to avenge public and private affairs from time to time.
"Oh, wring the water off the veil! People often say that a woman's lack of talent is virtue. Why don't you see talent and virtue, alas..."
Ouyang's eyes flashed faintly. Mu Jin immediately shut his mouth and shook the plum blossom in his hand. The petals of the plum blossom fell on the ground with his big arc, bright red like drops of blood.
"People often say that there are flowers that can be folded and must be folded. How can I live up to such beautiful scenery? It's enough to have you two in this place. Take the next step and leave!" Mu Jin shook out holding the flowers and hummed an out of tune tune tune. Song Ningyu listened to the tune and froze to cover the quilt for Gu Yichen.
When you visit the garden, Gong Zilin once said
Song Ning Yu lowered her eyes and sighed heavily, patted Ouyang Huo on the shoulder: "you help me look at him first, and I'll find some food."
Ouyang lit his head and sat beside Gu Yichen's bed with a golden dagger. He raised his eyebrow and held out his hand and pinched his pale face: "don't worry, he still owes him a huge account. He won't let him die until he wants to come back!"
The sunshine outside the window slowly penetrated into the house. After burning the silver carbon all night, there were only a few wisps of light left. After sending out the last wisp of tobacco, everything was calm. The wind and snow gathered and stopped, the white makeup wrapped in green, and the cold wind of the call sign torn by the rising sun. Song Ningyu stood at the door, looking at the snow and ice scene, and suddenly smiled.
Bang!
Song Ningyu subconsciously gestured with a hairpin, and the snow ball fell directly at Song Ningyu's feet. Mu Jin smashed another one at Song Ningyu and shouted at Song Ningyu: "come, let's have a snowball fight!"
Song Ningyu narrowed her eyes, and the cold sharp light swept over the king who was holding the snow. The king was so frightened that he loosened his hand. The snow fell into the snow. Song Ningyu suddenly raised his hand, and the whole snow in front of the gate suddenly flew towards the three people. Mu Jin shook the snow in his neck and jumped at Song Ningyu!
"How dare you cheat! Song Ningyu! Are you shameless!"
The heavenly king sat on a big tree and smiled proudly. The princess of Huangdao should be like this. If he played one by one according to common sense, he would despise her. Song Ningyu is really surprising!
In the nearby kitchen, she was still boiling the medicine to dispel the wind and cold. Rolling on the red stove, dense fog curled up. Song Ningyu looked down and thought for a while. Suddenly, she found that she couldn't cook. It was estimated that no one dared to eat her. Mu Jin leaned against the kitchen door and smiled proudly.
"Can't a girl even cook?"
Song Ningyu's face suddenly darkened. His cool eyes swept over Mu Jin's body and finally fell on his slender hands. There were many scars on his hands, probably when he cut or took the medicine.
"A woman will be a cook from afar. Please, chef mu."
"What a fallacy! I charge for cooking. Will you pay? " Mu Jin leaned shamelessly against the door, and the sun scattered behind him. On Zhang Junyi's dusty face, there were some haggard people who had not slept well all night. Song Ningyu narrowed slightly, snapped his fingers, pointed to the white snake at Mu Jin's feet and ordered two words.
"Throw him off the cliff!"
"Hey, you really think I'd like to stay here... Ah!" the white snake's tail dragged Mu Jin towards the edge of the cliff. Song Ningyu's eyes fell on the dimly visible black shadow in the sea. It was the ship of the skeleton pirate regiment. She only read a few pages of the book. If she wants to know all kinds of medical poisons in the northern region, she must have a bad plan!
Gu Yichen is very frightened now. Xiaoming has just picked up her life. She needs to see some things again in person!
"I'll do it! Can't I do it yet!" the voice was uploaded from the edge of the cliff. Song Ningyu snapped his fingers and nodded with satisfaction: "it's good to say no earlier, Xiaobai, go back to the house!"
Song Ningyu turned around and glanced at the plum blossom inserted on the door. The unique aroma came gently with the wind. Song Ningyu took the flower away with him. In the inner room, Ouyang Huo is clumsily changing the cloth towel on Gu Yichen's head.
Seeing song Ningyu coming, he threw the cloth towel back to her, spread out his hands and shook his head helplessly: "it seems that Gu really has no talent to serve people."
Not only did she have no talent, but after she had gone for a long time, the quilt was tilted, her feet were not covered, and her face was covered with water. It was only a light burn. The body temperature of the people in bed was obviously several levels higher than before. For such a situation, Ouyang Huo just said faintly that she had no talent to serve people.
Song Ning Fu's forehead: "go to bed first. I'll watch here."
Ouyang Huo stood by the bed and looked at the kid for a while. He suddenly asked song Ningyu, "why do you have to go back to Huangdao when you are 18?" for Huangdao, he also started to investigate because of song Ningyu, but in the end, he found that Huangdao was more terrible! Why did song Ningyu go back to such a place?
"I don't know." Song Ning changed the veil on the boy's forehead and shook his head. She also knew a little about Huangdao, so she wanted to ask aunt mo after all.
"The bamboo emperor jade you asked me to check before is said to be the keepsake of the head of the Mohe clan in the imperial island." Ouyang Huo screwed up his sword eyebrows. If all these were connected together, then everything seemed to have an explanation. However, what puzzled him was that since Song Ningyu had never returned to the imperial Island, why did he take her back now.
"When Zhang's mother died, I was left with this jade." song Ningyu pulled down the jade hanging around her neck and handed it to Ouyang Huo. The jade was in the shape of bamboo leaves, with veins like leaves. In his palm, people felt a trace of warmth all over. A mist slowly rose in the Dantian, pulling out his almost exhausted internal power again.
As like as two peas, suddenly the water irrigated, and began to sprout and sprout up and grow quickly. Ouyang Huo just gave the jade back to the song and then murmured it with a twist. "This is the jade. There is a picture on it, which is exactly the same as this jade. This jade is very strange. I almost started to dry up, and it seemed to be returning to the sky in a flash!"
Ouyang Huo looked at his hands and murmured. He waved his hand to a teacup on the small table next to the bed. With a bang, the teacup turned into fragments under the internal force. The fragments were impacted and broke all over the table. The tea fell slowly to the ground along the table.