Chapter 558

"This jade... Was left by the imperial dining room on a snowy night ten years ago when the king of the backyard saved his minister, Minister..."

"Gu has never saved anyone, let alone anyone in the back garden of the imperial dining room. The prime minister wants to explain, why not find a better story for Gu to listen to?" Ouyang fire shook the wine glass in his hand slowly, and the plum cold fragrance in the red mud small stove floated out, setting the whole ice crystal like a palace basement with fragrance.

The prime minister looked up in surprise, stared at her chin, looked at her Ouyang fire with evil taste, shook his head, and eagerly handed the jade up: "it's impossible, it's obviously your second highness, this jade..."

"When I was a child, I often exchanged jade pendants with my brother to play with those palace people who couldn't distinguish between me and my brother. Even my mother couldn't tell me from my brother, let alone you."

The prime minister's eyes fell on the big prince lying quietly in the ice coffin and slowly shook his head: "it's impossible. The big prince has a cold nature and the second prince has a sunny personality. How can it... The man is obviously smiling and can't..."

She can't accept this fact. She has planned for many years, but she has erased the youth in her heart with her own hands! impossible!

Ouyang Huo seems to feel that the heat is not enough. He looks at the permanent calm and confident face of the prime minister with his chin. Now the calm and cool face has slowly cracked. Brother Huang, I really hope that the people you have protected with your life will be hoarse after learning about this.

Ouyang fire is always such a bad taste, probably because he has been so hoarse, so he always looks at others with interest and wants to find something that can balance himself and make himself happy.

In his hands, there are not many things about Imperial doctors and palace maids, bodyguards and the palace, but in his hands, not many can really come together.

It is precisely because Ouyang Huo is not many people together, and there are fewer scenes of love in the palace. Everyone looks gentle and shows a thin alienation and indifference. They want to flash as far as they are away from each other, let alone find the right person.

"How do you know that the relationship between me and the imperial brother is not fake? It's not easy to have such a fun Taifu as you. You don't think you can see your assassination of the imperial brother in the prime minister's residence? Well, the imperial brother begged me not to tell you before he died. Prime minister, Hongmeng has accumulated those dirty things for thousands of years, Let the lonely evil heart experience have no idea of inheriting this Hongmeng“

Ouyang Huo casually tasted the wine, looked at the face getting paler and paler, and finally sprayed a mouthful of blood on the ground. The prime minister Wuhua's calm face, which was cold all year round, as if everything was under control, cracked bit by bit, and she stood up slowly.

The black fox robe on her body fell to the ground with her action. Without the robe, the biting cold of ice and snow penetrated her body bit by bit. She slowly approached the ice crystal coffin and murmured, "it turns out... I was wrong. I... I always thought that the letter was... Handed over to me by you..."

Wuhua raised his legs and poured into the slowly flowing water under the ice coffin. The cold water froze her legs green at the moment of Wuhua's feet. Ouyang fire always just sat quietly aside, holding a cup and drooping his eyes. His eyes were cold and sharp, and finally turned into a helpless sigh.

"Speaking of it, if it hadn't happened in those years, it would have been a pity for Gu to respect you as sister-in-law Huang." Ouyang Huo narrowed his eyes and looked at Wuhua lying on the ice coffin. He couldn't see her voice and color clearly, and the people lying on the coffin were quite unusual.

Wuhua leaned against the coffin and looked stunned for a while. He slowly stroked the young face in the ice coffin. His tears fell on the ice coffin silently, and finally frozen into ice with the cold ice.

"Don't think about dying like this. If he wants you to go down with him, he should have done it to you. Wuhua, you go and live well. This is the last sentence of the imperial brother's begging for solitude. Now the solitude has been handed over to you. You can know yourself." slowly put down the wine lamp in your hand and gently bend down to pick up song Ningyu.

Wuhua stood in front of the ice coffin and murmured, "you knew early in the morning. Why didn't you tell me now? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Ouyang Huo held song Ning Yu and said with a smile, "it's fun."

Two words, almost forced Wuhua to vomit blood. Ouyang Huo closed his eyes, raised his toes, and threw the clothes and robes that fell to the ground onto Wuhua. In those years, he also vaguely liked such a Wuhua who did everything for him, but this was the woman his royal brother loved with his life, and he would never touch it.

He respected any decision made by his imperial brother, but he couldn't forgive, couldn't forgive the woman in front of him. After receiving the letter from nowhere, he thought he wanted to take brother Shi's throne, and then killed his imperial brother's woman.

However, it was too cold on the cold throne. He coveted such wholehearted warmth until he met song Ningyu. At the beginning, it brought him a fiery temperature like a flame. He saw her cold and her pride. Only he knew how much he envied the man she loved.

He tried his best to keep song Ningyu with him, the throne? She doesn't care, power? She looked on coldly and doted wholeheartedly? She had a good time. It was nothing at all. It was not until later that the imperial concubine treated him like he did to song Ningyu that he realized that some love was either good or good.

In the original stumble, the injuries you give others will eventually be calmly given to you in an extremely strange way, or even doubled, because only through personal experience can we understand what kind of pain it is, deep into the bone and silent.

Looking at the cold white man in his arms, Ouyang fire accelerated and walked out of the exquisite pagoda. At that time, he once imprisoned her here, and the blood on the ground continued to flow down from her men's feet. He was confident, and finally turned into anger and finally into helplessness. Now he only wants to protect her all her life.

On the way, all kinds of people have seen it at a glance. Whether they are intentional or unintentional, they will leave after all.

Holding song Ningyu, he walked slowly and finally stepped into the purple micro palace. There was a purple in the palace, and some of the smoke curled up. It seemed that the arrogant Miss Jiao would run out of it and throw into his arms with a hundred kinds of posture he didn't like. "How did you come, king? People waited so that the cauliflower was cold."

Naive, simple and kind, he lives in such a high position as the imperial concubine. Therefore, he goes his own way in the palace, acts tyrannically, plays a small mind, and is still complacent. He doesn't even know that he has been used as a gun envoy.