Chapter 541

Gong Zilin stood behind song Ningyu and frowned silently. There was a little life in his stomach. Song Ningyu was busy sweating. He looked up at Ouyang fire and murmured, "go and invite the third childe mu. Only he knows the constitution of the imperial concubine. I can only protect them for three hours!"

Song Ningyu's hand was full of blood and took back the last silver needle. Ouyang Huo nodded. The imperial concubine tightly grasped Ouyang Huo's hand, bit her teeth and murmured, "king, in fact... In fact, when I was very young, my concubines... Just..."

"Don't talk!" Ouyang Huo let that hand hold him tightly, as if he had found a trace of strength to live. Song Ningyu stood up. Gong Zilin pulled out his handkerchief and wiped her hand carefully. Someone carried a bed in. Ouyang Huo gently picked it up and put it on the bed. Song Ningyu put down a silver needle, so he didn't dare to cover her with a quilt.

The whole hall was red with blood. Song Ningyu's eyes were cold and swept over the Empress Dowager and Lihuang. He looked down and ordered the dark guard who was dealing with the body: "bury them together and repair the grave a little."

She did this probably because she was uneasy, but in her position, who was free of her own.

Gong Zilin clearly heard a slight sigh. The wind and snow outside the hall were howling. The hall was soon cleaned up. Shuanghe ordered the people to move in some carbon pots. Now it's really blood washing the main hall!

Shuanghe hung a cautious old face and took care of it carefully everywhere. Because of the carbon fire, the whole main hall exuded the warmth of spring. In the silent hall, only the intermittent voice of the imperial concubine was left.

Song Ningyu stood aside and listened quietly, listening to how the imperial concubine fell in love at a glance and how she was determined. The youth past was revealed. The worries hidden in the girl's heart protected Ouyang fire well in all kinds of distortions. In fact, he was lucky in his life.

Ouyang Huo just listened quietly. His face, which was like sunshine, was covered with dark clouds and did not see too much emotion.

The imperial concubine said and slowly closed her eyes. Song Ningyu explored her pulse and said lightly, "I've lost too much blood and passed out. You should be psychologically prepared."

Ouyang Huo lazily raised his eyes and said, "how about mother and son?"

"The child is only six months old, and everyone loses." even if he is born early, he can't be guaranteed!

Ouyang fire glanced at the imperial concubine lying on the bed, lowered her eyes and sighed. She stood up and held song Ningyu in her arms, with her chin against her shoulder. The whole person was tight. The most hateful thing was that song Ningyu even hugged him back! One side of Gong Zilin was so angry that he stared at Ouyang fire and gnashed his teeth!

Ouyang Huo coldly warned, "Lord Hongmeng! Do you believe I killed this woman!" the imperial concubine hasn't died yet. He doesn't mind if he makes up a knife and sends the woman to bliss early!

Song Ningyu turned her head and glanced at Gong Zilin. She was unable to laugh or cry.

Ouyang raised his eyebrows angrily and held the man tighter. He murmured, "Gu has given her to you. Now it's just a hug. When was Tang Huang so stingy?"

With a black face, Gong Zilin tore open the Hongmeng monarch stuck to song Ningyu, pulled song Ningyu into his arms, stared, and song Ningyu said coldly and proudly, "go back and clean you up!"

Song Ningyu shrugged his shoulders. When he went back, he didn't know who was cleaning up who.

Ouyang Huo looked at the two men with deep envy in his eyes. He sat on the golden chair moved by Shuanghe at the head of the bed and looked at Song Ningyu with his side face. The remaining light in the corner of his eyes did not leave the woman lying on the bed.

"Emperor Tang's coming to ascend the throne of Hongmeng is inspired by the people of Huangdao. Gu can help you, but Gu has a condition." the monarch of Hongmeng looks lazy and leans against the golden chair. The maid in waiting beside him is wiping the blood on Ouyang Huo's hands with meticulous and gentle movements.

Song Ningyu raised his chin: "what conditions?"

"If you decide to go back to Huangdao one day, take me."

With a big hand, Gong Zilin pulled song Ningyu into his arms with a cold face. It means full of sovereignty! He drank proudly and coldly at the king of Hongmeng: "I don't agree! Hongmeng, I will win it sooner or later!"

After that, he dragged song Ningyu out of the main hall and just met the third childe who came in a hurry. The third childe stumbled, almost stepped on his foot and fell to the ground. He rushed straight towards song Ningyu. Gong Zilin held song Ningyu in his arms. Song Ningyu was not knocked down by the third childe. Gong Zilin was thrown straight!

In addition, the height of the third childe is actually about the same as that of Gong Zilin, but it is thinner than that of Gong Zilin, so the two figures fell together. When his mouth touched his mouth, Ouyang fire sitting in the hall stared at the two people, stunned, looked at Song Ningyu, who was numb to one side, and murmured, "Ningyu, is he... A green hat for you?"

The third childe didn't care so much. He got up from Gong Zilin, whose face was comparable to the bottom of the pot and was full of strong murderous Qi. He ran towards the imperial concubine. Song Ningyu swept his eyes and raised his eyebrows with a green face: "stay away from me these three days!"

Ignoring the dark face of Gong Zilin outside the door, song Ningyu slammed and raised his hand to swing the gate of the main hall that day.

The ministers outside the hall were still in the snow. People in Shuanghe carried stools and heating things. The older ministers were shaking and shivering in the snow.

The red plum blossoms outside the hall are blooming in the wind and snow, with cool fragrance. The red flowers are as beautiful as the blood outside the hall.

The third childe and song Ningyu simply handed over a few words, and they began to get busy. The third childe couldn't do it. This is his own sister! Not only the third childe came, but also the second childe, known as the richest man in Chang'an City, rushed over. A handsome face was full of wind and snow. As soon as he entered the hall, he even forgot to salute the king Hongmeng and went straight to Mu Yan.

Since childhood, Mu Yan has grown up under the wings of his three brothers. He is capricious but clever. Although he doesn't like poetry and books, he is also a well-educated and polite, lovely and innocent sister. She said she would marry the monarch of Hongmeng, so the Mu family pushed her to the imperial concubine of the harem. The eldest brother is loyal to the monarch of Hongmeng and has become a general. The second brother has become the richest man. The third brother never cares about political affairs, But he became the exclusive doctor of the monarch of Hongmeng!

The Mu family is full of glory because of this wayward and simple woman.

"How's Yan'er? Ah?" as soon as the second childe ran in, he dragged the third childe standing aside to ask about the situation. The third childe's face was decadent, his eyes were full of blood, and murmured: "she hurt the fetus many times, and she couldn't keep it for a long time! But she insisted on keeping it. Now she is seriously hurt again... Qi and blood deficiency, plus all kinds of things before..."