Gong Zisang covered his heart and turned trembling. His face immediately became particularly cold: "who are you!"
Ouyang Huo raised his eyebrows and hands. The purple and gold robe was tattooed with big dark flowers. Emperor Zhi Tiancheng!
Gong Zisang touched his chin and nodded slowly. He commented, "my boy is willing to give up attacking Hongmeng for you. This guy still trapped you in a cage. A pig knows how to choose this. For this kind of man, brother and sister, come out quickly, sister, I'll take you away!"
Song Ningyu didn't touch those women outside Chihiro, but when Gong Zisang stretched out his hand to her, she felt incomparably warm at that moment. At this moment, she finally believed that Gong Zilin's strange temperament was so similar to the illogical woman in front of her.
"Give up Hongmeng?" she grasped the key point in the words, screwed up her eyebrows and looked at Ouyang fire. She began to wonder how much chance she could win with Ouyang fire.
Ouyang Huo sat carelessly on the big chair, holding the tea lamp presented by the two maids, slowly blew away the rising heat, and his eyes could not see the expression of sadness and joy.
"Ning Yu, just give you a wedding gift." I thought it wasn't worth it, but now it seems that it might be worth it.
Bang! The window was directly broken. The heaven and earth fan cut through the dark iron cage and pulled out the people in the iron prison. His eyes swept Gong Zisang beside him. His eyes were slightly cold.
"Since the Tang emperor is here, why hurry to go? How about a drink?" Ouyang Huo sits on the big chair with a wine lamp in his eyes. Song Ningyu stands next to Gong Zilin. Their clasped fingers are three points colder than the snowing Chang'an city. The whole world imitated Buddha is silent in an instant.
It was so cold and empty that I was left alone.
"You deceive my wife, do I want ten times back?"
Song Ningyu shook Gong Zilin's hand and looked puzzled: "what's going on?"
Gong Zilin lowered his eyes and looked at Song Ningyu with an inexplicable face. Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Ouyang fire with a warm smile on his face and said softly, "nothing."
It seems that he was right before. No wonder he didn't feel like song Ningyu. That's true.
When Ouyang Huo clapped her hands, a woman stumbled, slowly pushed the door and came in. She shrank at the door with a worried face. On that face, there were two distinctive palm prints. That face and her elegant clothes were clearly song Ningyu's appearance. Song Ningyu picked her eyebrows and murmured: "Ouyang Huo, I've always wondered how you made her so similar to me!"
Such delicacy as song Ningyu is rare in the world, let alone suddenly there are so many people similar to her!
Ouyang Huo slowly put down the tea lamp, stepped forward and raised the woman's chin. The woman shrunk in fear and swept towards song Ningyu with a few more obvious resentments. Song Ningyu twisted her eyebrows and gave up her life similar to her. Such a day is undoubtedly a kind of suffering for her.
"King, there is someone else in this woman's heart. Why can't you let it go? Why can't you let it go!" the trembling woman suddenly slapped open Ouyang fire, pinched her chin's hand, stuck to the door panel and screamed.
The exquisite face is very similar to song Ningyu, but it is slightly distorted at this time. I have to admit that the face is very similar to song Ningyu, even in body shape.
"Shut up!" Ouyang Huo's eyes were so cold that the woman's heart trembled. She hardened her scalp and then said, "the king must have forgotten what I look like now. The woman leaned against the door and stared at Song Ningyu with a twisted face. She could still see the tearful face in the bright light.
The wind poured in from the broken window and blew on the pale face. The thin clothes trembled in the cold wind. Song Ningyu's eyes fell on the woman's stomach, and his eyes flashed slightly.
"Ask the king to let me go! I have nothing to ask for in my life. I would like to stay with the Green Lantern ancient Buddha for you for this life." the woman's fierce momentum converged completely in an instant. Song Ningyu loosened Gong Zilin's cold hand, walked forward slowly, held the woman's wrist, took her up, and her eyes narrowed slightly.
"In that case, go to yunyin temple. Ouyang Huo, do you have any opinion?"
Ouyang Huo turned away and strode out without expression. Standing at the door, the Shuanghe gait, which was frozen by the cold wind, shook carefully. After the king, Gong Zilin rubbed song Ningyu's hair, turned and walked out side by side with Ouyang Huo. The Hongmeng emperor in purple and gold robes and fox fur walked side by side with the dignified and domineering Tang emperor in black robes!
Those soldiers looked at the past and immediately became frightened. Their king had just taken the queen of others and asked them to withdraw. How could they go together in a careless time!
The two returned to the palace all the way. They didn't know how to discuss it. Two hours later, a decree was issued, Hongmeng fell to Tangguo. At the same time, another decree was also issued, and Ouyang Huo was established as the king of Xiaoyao. Chang'an was divided into the king of Xiaoyao. The king of Xiaoyao was a hereditary system.
Song Ningyu stood on the wall of Chang'an City and wrote a letter with general mu. Holding the imperial edict, the two looked at each other. A large number of generals behind general Mu almost broke a mouthful of silver teeth.
Song Ningyu said, "now there are northern regions in the north and grasslands in the West. The world is so big that if you want to hide in the valley, the palace will not retain you, but the man's blood and bones are ferocious. If you are willing to prosper with Tang country, you are welcome at any time. However, only for these three days, it will expire and will not wait."
The crowd looked at Song Ningyu's gone figure. There were only more than 100000 soldiers left in Chang'an City, and the discussion became a pot of porridge. For a moment, some abandoned their officials and hid in the city, and some stationed in Hongmeng. Most of them rushed to Tangguo.
In fact, only song Ningyu himself understands that those who finally stay in Chang'an are really loyal to Hongmeng. As for those who invest in Tangguo, they will have some other ideas more or less.
Song Ningyu angrily rushed into the palace with two edicts. Shuanghe almost ran out of breath behind song Ningyu. In the heavy snow, plum garden flowers bloomed like blood and bloomed on the snow all winter. In the pavilion in the snow, they were cooking wine and laughing, and the Palace door was broken into slag under the strength of song Ningyu's foot.
Fragments were still hanging on the door of the palace gate. As soon as Gong Zilin looked up and saw song Ningyu coming, an evil smile appeared in Wen's smiling eyes, which instantly charmed song Ningyu's whole world, and all his anger dissipated in a moment.
"Madam, I'm discussing the wedding with King Xiaoyao. If you're interested, you might as well come and listen?" Gong Zilin sat beside song Ningyu and reached out to pour her a cup of plum blossom wine.