Chapter 542

The second childe picked up Mu Jin's skirt and one hand was bruised: "I asked how your little sister is! What are you doing with so much nonsense? It's time to apply medicine. Just see what you need. Tell me what you need. Even if it's the heart of the heavenly king Lao Tzu, I also want to find a way to get it for you!"

In the end, it's a rich and powerful second childe. That mouth can solve all the problems of medicinal materials! Song Ningyu pricked down the last acupoint according to the third childe's instructions, nodded, took a three page thick paper from his arms and handed it to him: "go and get these drugs back. It's only three days! Be quick!"

The second childe quickly glanced at the names of the drugs, and his face suddenly turned black. He bit his teeth and nodded fiercely: "OK! It's three days! I'll find it!" Ouyang Huo didn't stretch out his hand to stop. All the money under the second childe's name is actually his. He didn't say no, which also means that he can move at will.

At this time, the second childe remembered the existence of Ouyang Huo, made a deep salute to Ouyang Huo, gnashed his teeth and said, "see the king, I don't know who did this to her sister!"

Ouyang Huo's hand was still tightly held by Mu Yan. He raised his head, muttered the corners of his lips, whispered for a while and murmured, "the emperor of the kingdom of glass is dead."

"Dead? I'll divide his body into five horses, rub bones and raise ashes! Please keep the man's body! Farewell!" the third childe dressed in a bamboo robe, turned and hurried out of the main hall against the unfinished snowflakes and frost on his head. Song Ningyu sat at the head of the bed and gently wiped the sweat on her face.

Gong Zilin came in slowly from the outside, still holding a white cotton handkerchief in his hand, glanced at the second childe who had disappeared, and approached song Ningyu with a black face.

I don't know which maid is in the main hall of Hongmeng. There are red plum blossoms in the palace. The plum blossoms are as similar as the blood in the main hall. He pulls song Ningyu into his arms, raises his eyebrows and says lazily, "should we go too?" robbing this kind of thing is a Effortless Strategy.

Song Ningyu glanced at Mu Yan on the bed, nodded, slowly wiped the wisp of blood on his hand, and patted the third childe's shoulder: "only you are here, she will be at ease. Third childe, I have something else to do. I'll leave."

Mr. Mu didn't dare to do it, because he was afraid, too afraid, and now the situation of the imperial concubine is very difficult!

There were also courtiers outside the hall. Seeing that song Ningyu and Gong Zilin came out, the imperial guards looked at each other and didn't speak. A carriage driven by a thousand troops and horses rushed from the gate of the main hall. The hooves crushed the residual snow on the ground and stopped in front of song Ningyu and Gong Zilin.

"Please get on the bus with your mother."

Feng and Houtu stood on both sides of the carriage. Song Ningyu swept her eyes and stood at the door. Ouyang Huo looked stunned. Her eyes were full of farewell. She looked back and smiled. When she left the palace, she would be the real enemy.

Gong Zilin pulled song Ningyu into the carriage, pulled people into his arms with a black face, raised song Ningyu's chin with great dissatisfaction, and said, "madam, have you forgotten who is your husband?"

Song Ningyu blinked her delicate eyes and looked at Gong Zilin puzzled: "madam? Have we ever been married? Did you forget? If you forget, you will rest... Huh!" Gong Zilin's evil face was slightly distorted by song Ningyu's anger, lowered her head and bit the aggressive lip!

All the words were cut off in that punitive kiss!

Outside the carriage, the two people driving the car looked at each other. The wind gave Houtu a normal expression, and there was no point in hooking his lips and smiling. Anyway, the two people had never succeeded in quarreling or separating.

Until the carriage ran out of Hongmeng imperial city and back to Longmen Inn, song Ningyu covered her mouth and silently followed behind Gong Zilin. With that appearance, she looked wronged and looked like being bullied. Gong Zilin took a light step and led the people behind him upstairs.

Back in the room, song Ningyu angrily shook off Gong Zilin's hand and gnashed his teeth: "Gong Zilin! Are you a dog! Hiss ~" touched the bite on his lips, and his face became more and more gloomy.

It's strange. Why didn't the wound heal?

Gong Zilin looked at Song Ningyu's slightly red and swollen lips, stretched out his hand and lifted his finger abdomen to sweep over song Ningyu's lips. The wound on it was constantly emitting blood beads. After wiping, there would be again!

"What's the matter with you? Why is your self healing constitution gone?" Gong Zilin took out his handkerchief, covered song Ningyu's lips, twisted his eyebrows, and his face was a little anxious. Outside the door, a lark rushed straight at Song Ningyu, covered with blood, rolled on the table, and the whole bird was dying.

The bird's white feathers were stained with blood. Looking at the white feather tip, blood should come out of it!

"This is the bird of the hundred mile divine Valley! Is there really something wrong?" now it is five days before she is 18 years old! There are five days left. Why is it like this? She's going to the dungeon. How can she go now?

Song Ningyu raised the hairpin in her hand and was about to poke it on her hand. Gong Zilin severely cut her halfway. Her evil eyebrows and eyes showed deep concern: "what are you going to do? If all these wounds start bleeding, what should I do!"

"We have to go to the dungeon! Gong Zilin, there's no time!" song Ningyu anxiously grabbed Gong Zilin's clothes, and his cold eyes were filled with anxiety. Gong Zilin held people tightly in his arms, wrung his eyebrows and solemnly said: "madam, you still have me. Sometimes, in fact, you don't have to be so strong!"

"Without you, my Gong Zilin will surely win Hongmeng. It's only five days. During this time, I'm very uneasy. Madam, go back to Huangdao and wait for me to pick you up!"

Song Ningyu was stunned, and the whole person became a little numb. Yes, she always honed herself, because Gong Zilin said she was his backing, but now it seems that she would be wrong.

"Gong Zilin! There are five days left. It doesn't matter. We can go. Once the dungeon is destroyed, we can attack Huangdao with our troops, right? There are five days left!" five days. Once we enter the dungeon, no one knows what will happen. Gong Zilin dare not gamble and can't afford to gamble!

Bang! With a startled sound, song Ningyu and Gong Zilin looked at the door. They saw a man standing at the door in rags, his hair tangled with dust and hung on his head in strips. His face was dusty, dirty and black, comparable to the beggars outside. He followed the man in the wind with a look of shame.

"Subordinates can't stop..."

Why can't the leader of the dark guard who sits down at the temple stop a beggar? If it's really so useless, Gong Zilin doesn't know how many times he'll die!