Chapter 564

The old housekeeper looked at the fire all over the sky and raised his hand, which had been as thin as a table for only a month. He smiled with self mockery, and his eyes were full of memories: "we have lived for more than 70 years, and a handful of years is enough. Since the prime minister has gone, we have no meaning to live. Let's go, big knife girl. This time, let's live and die together."

The old housekeeper held out his hand to the old woman with a big knife. His smile shook. It seems that when they were young, they rode in the Jianghu, met the old prime minister, met the prime minister, and later had a little Prime Minister

Xie Si struggled under song Ningyu's claws, and his tears fell down one by one. The old housekeeper turned around, smiled at Xie Si Wen ran, and said, "Your Excellency asked me to tell you that you would like to find a good marriage as soon as possible."

"What's this! Wuhua! Come out! Explain to me clearly. Who wants your blessing? Who wants your good fortune! You die for him, what about me! What about us! Wuhua..." Xie Si, a seven foot man, knelt in front of him. He was so collapsed that he could not see the fire. He was hoarse in front of the attic in the house.

Song Ningyu stood silently behind Xie Si, looking at the towering fire with silent eyes. Under the yellow spring, Wuhua, can you hear his hoarseness?

Wuhua has always understood what he wants. Even if she uses her, she has always been doing herself. Even if she is desperate, she will achieve her goal by all means. Just like Wuhua and the five old people who are buried in the sea of fire, they are clearly dead, but they can hold hands and say things like dying together in this world and living together in the afterlife.

Ouyang Huo stood beside song Ningyu. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. In his cognition, Wuhua would probably cremate Ouyang Shui, because he didn't believe that a person's feelings would be the same after ten years! He couldn't cremate his brother, so he gave it to Wuhua.

"You guessed all this?" song Ningyu looked at the fire. There was a vigorous flame in his eyes. The fire melted all the snow in the prime minister's house. Finally, only the mottled road was left, and even the steps on the jade surface were tilted away. If the snow melted, he would surely see one in addition to the exquisite carved beams and painted buildings on the house, There is nothing else beautiful.

The ground was mottled. Everything that should have belonged to the prime minister's house was abused. In the end, even the last five old servants in the prime minister's house died in the fire.

Ouyang fire looked at the sea like fire and pulled his lips: "it's reasonable, but it's also... Unexpected."

Song Ningyu sighed slightly. The three-story attic in front of him collapsed suddenly. The heat wave raised the robes of song Ningyu and Ouyang Huo. Song Ningyu could even feel the hot sweat on his face. Xie Si sat on the ground, looking depressed and staring at his hands, whispering softly and repeatedly.

"Why do you want to die? Why don't you live with me? Why don't you take me to die with you? Why..." song Ningyu twisted her eyebrows. Xie Si looked like a little crazy now. She knocked people out with her backhand. Ouyang Huo picked her eyebrows, and the shadow guard carried Xie Si out.

"Ouyang Huo! It seems that you really don't want Hongmeng! Then why do you release such news! A sister who was once your king? Don't you think it's ridiculous!" it's not just ridiculous, it's nonsense!

Ouyang Huo shrugged innocently, suddenly leaned close to song Ningyu's face, and the corners of his lips aroused a bad smile: "so, you are actually the queen of the lonely king?"

He straightened up and looked at the flamboyant fire behind song Ningyu. A sharp and cruel intention flashed in his eyes. Wuhua belongs to the emperor's brother, has always been the emperor's brother, and can only be the emperor's brother's! This is also the reason why countless people have asked the prime minister's house for marriage over the years, but he never allowed it!

"Brother Huang, she made the decision. Should you be satisfied? I hope you have fate in the next life."

Song Ningyu turned and withdrew from the prime minister's house.

The skyrocketing fire in the prime minister's house startled the whole Chang'an City, and then the general's house also had a skyrocketing fire. The Zhao's house was not in a fire. The whole Hongmeng was miserable. Chunsu standing at the top of Longmen Inn took a panoramic view of everything, pinched his fingers, and his eyes shrunk slightly.

Hongmeng is about to run out, but the monarch of Hongmeng is the beginning of prosperity. This is really weird.

Normally speaking, an emperor who has ruined the whole country will either die early or be cleaned up by God. How can there be a sign of reverse prosperity?

She dropped her eyes and turned her hand to Zhongtian silk brocade, just like the eyes of stars shining slightly.

Song Ningyu subconsciously glanced at the highest Longmen Inn and turned out of the prime minister's house. The whole Chang'an city was in a mess. All people locked themselves at home and dared not go out. The prosperous Chang'an City became so quiet for the first time that they could hear their own clicking sound on the snow.

The heavy snow began to fall again, and the heavy snow did not stop the huge fire. The light of the fire poured into the sky. The sound of the house collapse in Chang'an city came into every household's ears. Up to now, they really have such a feeling.

Chang'an capital of Hongmeng has been peaceful for nearly a thousand years. Now it is finally going to change its master.

Song Ningyu sat in the carriage of Xie Si. Xie Si's whole body was not burned by the carbon fire, and his hair was still burning. It can be seen that he also tried his best to get in and out of the fire and wanted to drag the prime minister Wuhua out.

At the sight of song Ningyu, Xie Xiaosi bawled on song Ningyu's shoulder. In the end, he was just an 18-year-old boy and protected in the Xie family. Song Ningyu sighed slightly and stroked Xie's thin back.

"Sister, I won't pull her out. She won't come out with me. Why would she rather die than come out with me? The royal family doesn't have a good thing! Why should she follow the great prince to die? He has been dead for ten years, why don't you let her go..."

Song Ningyu couldn't say anything to stimulate him at this time. He had to choose silence. Xie Si almost got up crazily and slammed his head into the carriage. Xie Si fell down on the warm carriage lathe with a thump. His head was golden and dazzled. He could only mumble with tears in his eyes.

Ask what love is in the world and teach people to live or die.

Song Ningyu reluctantly stretched out his handkerchief and gently wiped his face: "Xie Si, Rao is as literary as Sima Xiangru. How did he swear to beg for his Phoenix, harp and woo with Zhuo Wenjun and Feng? Later, due to fate, he will still separate when it's time to separate. You're only 18 years old, and you still have a long way to go."

"I don't want her, I don't want Xie family, I just want her, sister, I just want her..." Xie Si struggled to get up, but fell heavily on the bed because of dizziness. After such a toss, Xie Si had a high fever, song Ningyu gave an injection and prescribed medicine. They were all very good and still didn't improve.