Chapter 567

When did you see your emperor treat people so kindly?

Inside, there was the sound of iron chain impact. Ouyang fire twisted his eyebrows, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes. When can he live in peace.

Kneeling in front the body of Ouyang, the first mock exam slowly calmed down, and she sat on the floor with no strength. It was clearly that Zhang and song had a face like a model. But the whole body's fierce temperament was much worse than that of song. Ouyang's fire brushed his sleeves, stood up and looked down at the woman kneeling on the ground.

"King, is it, is it impossible for me? Those days..."

Ouyang raised his hand fiercely and pinched her neck. He was so strong that she was almost out of breath.

"For the orphan, you are just a usable product!"

"Is it just like this..." the woman murmured. Ouyang Huo threw people away with a disgusting look on his face, took the cotton handkerchief handed over by the palace man, slowly wiped his hands, didn't look at the woman on the ground, turned and walked into the interior.

The woman knelt on the ground with her eyes slightly drooping. It turned out that it was so. It was just so. The tenderness and words in those days were all deceptive. She knew she was a double, but she couldn't help falling down!

When he opened the door, Ouyang Huo quickly stretched out his hand and cut off several silver needles from the rapid shooting. He helplessly looked at the low and cold song Ningyu in the room, stroked his forehead and whispered, "I said I would let you out one day later. Don't you want to know what he would choose between you and Hongmeng?"

Song Ningyu wrung her eyebrows and said coldly, "don't have to choose! Ouyang Huo, for your sake, I'll give you a chance to let me go. If I get out of this cage myself, I'll bear the consequences!"

The two women in elegant clothes standing at the door were nailed to the board by the silver needle flown out by song Ningyu. It was the shadow guard behind Ouyang Huo who came up and rescued them.

Song Ningyu lifted her dress and sat on the imperial concubine's collapse. There was a pure white tiger skin on the imperial concubine's collapse. People were very warm lying on it. Ouyang Huo slowly moved a chair and sat opposite song Ningyu, facing her four eyes and grinning. Song Ningyu suddenly felt a little silly.

"Ning Yu, if Gu wants to keep you, then even if he has invaded Hongmeng, Gu has 1100 ways to let him return, so you'd better be good and don't make trouble for Gu, okay?" Ouyang Huo took a book and read it carefully in the candlelight room, but the rest of his eyes kept falling into the cage.

Three feet of snow outside the city was flattened by the blood of Tang Guozhi. Outside the east gate, millions of soldiers with long guns spread like ants towards the invisible wind, snow and fog in the distance.

The alarm bell at the east gate was sounded, and the whole Chang'an city was filled with a sense of pressure in the night. The gloomy clouds and heavy snow in the sky seemed to collapse the whole Chang'an city. People hid in their houses and stayed closed. Countless Kongming lights rose from every family's courtyard and looked particularly clear from the city tower.

Song Ningyu's inner room was facing the whole Chang'an city. It was a high point in Chang'an city. The light of the light came in through the bright paper window. She raised her hand lazily. The two women in elegant clothes skillfully opened the door without even a word of nonsense. It was about song Ningyu's silver needle that left an indelible shadow on the two people. Now what they say is what they say!

The Kongming lamps outside the window rose all the way with the wind and snow in Chang'an city. Some met and caught fire. The Kongming lamps went out quickly. Countless Kongming lamps flew around. Song Ningyu clearly saw the big characters on the lamp.

May peace be with you.

May the family be safe.

May the whole country be in good health.

Countless words related to the word an fell into song Ningyu's eyes. She hung her eyes and clenched her fists.

How many young hero dreams will be broken in World War I, how many children and women will have long relationships, and how many family relationships will be broken.

If a person dies, what's the point? Can't throw a hug, can't talk, even if the body stays there, it will stink and rot, and their relatives will be far away. They will have their own different world.

"Ouyang Huo." she lay on the collapse, looking lazily at the Kongming lamp outside the window.

"Hmm? It doesn't seem to be the lantern festival tonight." Ouyang Huo deliberately couldn't understand the words on the lights. He turned around in a relaxed tone and smiled with warm eyes.

"Why do you, after all? Let Hongmeng go so far?" Ouyang Huo has strength, but what is the reason for that step-by-step concession and step-by-step letting go?

Ouyang's fire saber and golden horse sat on the big chair opposite song Ningyu and smiled proudly at her: "the throne is not only glory and wealth, but also a yoke and a responsibility. I don't like it."

Song Ningyu was so surprised that the cup in her hand almost fell. Just because she didn't like it, she let Hongmeng go bit by bit. She was a little sad and funny. No wonder Gong Zilin was not interested in fighting. It turned out that he didn't take it seriously. This was probably the largest and most comprehensive sacrifice in the history of the war.

Ouyang's wine cup in his hand was shaking with fire. He blinked at Song Ningyu's eyes and smiled a little cunningly: "loneliness is to throw all the responsibilities of the world to Gong Zilin! If he doesn't have time to accompany you, you can come to me. At that time, who loses and who wins is not sure."

Song Ning Yu drooped her eyes and could not help but worry about Hongmeng's future. Is it good or bad to get such a monarch after all? Gong Zilin never dealt with political affairs in person. Everything was thrown to the two prime ministers. Even the imperial concubine came forward when sitting in the court. In fact, they were only half weight!

"Ouyang Huo, what are you doing now?" she raised her hand and shook the chain in her hand. With her action, the chain in her hand made a clear sound in Song Ningyu's hand.

Ouyang Huo raised his eyebrows and naturally replied, "if you run away, can't I sing this play? You destroyed my treasure inherited by Hongmeng for thousands of years. I trapped you in a cage for a day, and you can't suffer?"

The treasure inherited by Hongmeng for thousands of years... Speaking of Ouyang fire's strange skills, song Ningyu has not seen its real strength so far. She sat in a chair and looked at Ouyang fire with her chin.

A purple gold robe reflects a tall and tall figure, with a sunny smile on his face, which makes people's unconscious mood brighten up. His face is handsome, which is different from the color of Gong Zilin's demons that are more beautiful than women. It is a kind of vigorous masculinity. Probably compared with Gong Zilin, this is the most manly person.

His character is always arbitrary. He can let the Empress Dowager and the prime minister fight for nearly ten years because he doesn't want to deal with the government. He even gives Hongmeng to Tangguo bit by bit because he likes freedom. He is really a capricious person.

Ouyang Huo stood on his side, shook the wine glass, and the red lips slowly aroused a trace of evil radian: "Princess Ai looks at me like this, is she going to throw into the arms of loneliness? If you throw it now, loneliness is still the monarch of Hongmeng, and everything is still in time. If this time passes, there will be no shop."