Chapter 550

In just half a month, the whole world has spread. As for Chang'an City, although it was besieged, it did not affect the dissemination of its news. In this ice and snow, song Ningyu's hot news was relieved.

The footsteps outside were getting closer and closer. Chunsu glanced at Ouyang Huo, who wanted to go, and said in a deep voice, "she, it's difficult to get married."

Ouyang fire glanced at the white figure that stepped in, and the figure disappeared in the window. Song Ningyu walked in slowly with two women in white, looked suspiciously at the direction of the window and was stunned: "has anyone come just now?"

Why does she think something's wrong?

He quietly took back the tea on the other side. It was rare for him to pour a cup for someone, but someone turned a blind eye. Song Ningyu picked her eyebrows. Someone must have come.

Chunsu nodded with a smile. The cold wind blowing out of the window blew Chunsu's white hair more and more transparent. Chunsu's long hair was gently pulled up with a pure white crystal jade hairpin. It was relaxed and gentle. It was elegant and noble from top to bottom. People couldn't help following his actions.

According to song Ningyu's explanation, he is probably a clean man with Fairy Spirit all over!

Chunsu pulled her robe and took her to her side. She took the handkerchief handed by the woman in white behind her and shook her head helplessly: "why don't you dry it and come out again."

Forced by that posture, song Ningyu could only lie on Chunsu's knee. A white finger poked Chunsu's thigh and waist. Chunsu's long hair was wiped by Chunsu's gentle action and almost fell asleep. She half narrowed her eyes and didn't know when she finally slept.

Dry her hair, pure looked at the person lying on her knee and fell asleep. Her delicate eyebrows and eyes were full of doting. She gently picked up the person, got out of the wheelchair, took the person to the bed, covered her with a quilt carefully, and a long black like ink spread on the red bed. There was a little strange light in her delicate eyebrows and eyes.

The person lying on the bed was unprepared. He probably regarded him as his own person. Chunsu sat by the bed playing with song Ningyu's long black hair on the first floor and whispered faintly with the voice he could hear: "silly girl, in fact, the person you should be on guard against most is me."

Song Ningyu stayed awake in the dungeon for nearly half a month. As soon as she came back, she almost fell asleep. If she wasn't pure, it's estimated that she couldn't even wash. She just slept!

Slowly lowered his head, and when he was still a finger away from the lip, he stopped. White clothes brushed past, and the people in the room had disappeared. The four women in white hurried up.

After a deep sleep until sunrise in the East, a ray of sunshine pierced the night. Song Ningyu stretched lazily. In the twinkling of an eye, he saw Chunsu dressed in white and sitting in a wheelchair making tea. The masked shark gauze became more and more mysterious in the sun.

Song Ningyu's eyes flashed slightly, and her figure suddenly disappeared at the bedside. She stretched out her hand to pull the pure shark gauze. Pure vegetable patted her hand gently towards the wheelchair, and the wheelchair hurriedly retreated towards the rear. Her voice was hoarse with a spoiled smile. A smile like spring can always warm the whole cold winter!

"Disciple, I don't know etiquette anymore."

Song Ningyu raised her eyebrows and stopped in front of the teahouse. Her delicate face raised a touch of contempt: "what etiquette do you use for anyone? You can live in a room with me alone. What etiquette do I tell you?"

Chunsu looked at her eyes with a side face and muttered, "that's what you said at that time..."

Song Ningyu glared fiercely, stopped holding the tea lamp, and said, "what are you talking about?"

Chunsu's eyes seemed to be remembering something. Seeing song Ningyu looking at him suspiciously, he coughed, his face was a little pale, shook his head, rowed a wheelchair and returned to the teahouse.

"Nothing. I thought the medicine could protect you for two years, but I didn't think it was only January. With your current constitution, you can't last that long. Come back to the island with me." Chunsu refilled a cup of tea for song Ningyu.

Song Ningyu looked up and was surprised. This was the first time he accurately asked her to do something. Even so, the choice was still in her hand.

"Did you plan to meet me from the beginning? Then you and Gong Zilin..."

"It's not a calculation. I met him, but I went out of the black mountain hell with him." Chunsu waved a pure white wide sleeve, cutting off song Ningyu's guess.

Song Ningyu looked at the new leaf in the tea cup and murmured, "Mom, did she come to you? Chunsu, I heard that you are a great person in Huangdao. Why do you protect me like this? Because I am the princess of Huangdao?"

She always wondered why Chunsu would help her like this!

The pure white finger took a white jade cup and looked at it carefully. She glanced at the thoughtful song Ningyu, hooked her lips and said with a smile: "sometimes what you think may not be true. You will naturally know in the future."

The sun slowly folded on the pure white clothes of Chunsu, emitting a golden light like the sun. Just that light is cold. That cold is closer to the cold that has nothing to do with the world. There is a beauty of non cannibal fireworks between raising your hand and raising your eyes.

She supported her chin and wanted to see Chunsu's face that she had never seen through the thin shark gauze. Chunsu sat opposite and explained the tea ceremony. The sound was loud and clear, rising slowly, and the words were calm.

"Chun Su, how do I feel? I seem to have seen you somewhere?"

Chunsu held a hot tea cup in her hand. After a meal, the tea spilled all over the table. Even song Ningyu's cup was affected. The woman in white beside Chunsu hurried to deal with the table that had become a mess for him. She was surprised, glanced at the expressionless Chunsu, and cast countless confused question marks in her heart.

Why did the high priest of the temple, who has always been calm and heartless, lose his sense of propriety in front of the princess? If in the past, even a drop of water would not leak out. Why did you overturn everything today!

Chunsu's eyes were full of stars. He looked at Song Ningyu brightly and asked tentatively, "why do you think so?"

Song Ningyu felt that Chunsu was a little strange. She shook her head, leaned against the back of the big chair, blinked her bright eyes and smiled like spring breeze: "I just feel like I've seen you somewhere, master. Did I see you when I was a child?"

Song Ningyu drooped her eyes in meditation, bit her nails, her eyes were dim, and murmured, "it's impossible. I should remember everything except the three years of amnesia from the age of 10 to 13. Chunsu, have we met before?"

Pure vegetable drooped her eyes, pulled the handkerchief in the white woman's hand, and wiped the tea stains on the table without comment.

Seeing Chunsu's silence, song Ningyu took it as if he had never seen it before, biting his nails and a delicate face.