Chapter 592

Obviously, Wang Zun, who had always been confident, thought song Ningyu's expression was the former. He shook his head and said with a light smile, "nothing. Go. Tell the snow emperor that he has forgiven her."

Song Ningyu was stunned. Looking up, he saw that the moonlight was slowly caged in the clouds, and the palaces and pavilions far and near were hidden in the clouds. He could not see the direction and people and things in the scene.

Everything became more and more complicated in Song Ningyu's eyes.

"Now that you've forgiven me, won't you see me in person?" song Ningyu stood in front of the carriage, his body and hands were stained with some ash of the imperial Pavilion, and his hands became a little gray. Before saying anything, the maid who followed him had already presented the wet veil, and song Ningyu took over and wiped his hands.

Wang Zun shook his head, turned his wheelchair and slowly turned his back to her. His sigh gradually turned away with the wind and the wheel of the wheelchair: "it's better to see each other than not. When it's time to see, I'll always see you. Go."

The people standing in front of the carriage respectfully lowered their eyes and stood next to song Ningyu. The gold ornaments beside the carriage were exquisite and elegant. Compared with the simplicity of Wang Zun, they were two extremes!

Song Ningyu glanced suspiciously at the luxurious carriage made of gold, and became a little confused. When did her mother like these luxurious treasures?

Stepping on the carriage and entering the curtain of the moon yarn, I found that there were rows of night pearls in the four directions of the carriage, and there were deep dark brocade cloth hanging on the night pearl. The cloth seemed to be oily, blocking several night pearls, and the light became a lot darker. Song Ningyu sat in it.

The whole person seemed to be surrounded by a warm aura, and the night was farther and farther away from her. With the slow movement of the carriage, song Ningyu looked out of the window through the moon gauze. The wind was blowing, and the dark clouds in the sky were drifting and helpless, blocking the cool moonlight in the sky.

The fragrance of sweet clover flower slowly came in with the cool wind. Everything at night became very quiet. Through the thin moon yarn, you can see the flowers on the mottled wall. The flower style is a little strange. Song Ningyu has never seen it in his memory. It is a flower that blooms at night. The flower fragrance is extremely strange and unpleasant.

It's really rare that such flowers are still planted in this imperial palace with an inch of land and an inch of gold.

The exquisite and gorgeous palace lanterns reflected the dark purple mottled petals. The wheels of the carriage rolled slowly over the petals. The blank in the heart was infinitely amplified. The sound of the wheels of the carriage echoed in the heart. Countless things you want to ask and know became extremely silent at this moment.

The woman standing outside the carriage was the one song Ningyu had seen before. The woman called Lian Qing had gentle eyes and was as quiet as a flower shining on the water. She was as gentle as a long wind blowing a weak willow. She was really like someone taught by her mother.

Feeling song Ningyu's eyes, song Ningyu of the Qing Dynasty smiled and said, "Your Highness, the maid is Lian Qing. The two CHILDES who came down with the hall have been invited into the hall by your majesty. The princess can meet the two CHILDES when she returns to the hall."

Song Ningyu turned and looked at the wide and surging river and asked, "can you see the child who came with me?"

When she jumped from Song Ningyu's carriage, she was so fast that she didn't even notice the five statues sitting in the carriage. Song Ningyu's heart was always hanging and couldn't let go. In the end, he is a 14-year-old child. The figure of others who eat meat once every three days is like eating once every three years. He is very thin.

In addition, Gu Yichen still has a shadow in his heart. I don't know what it will look like after such a toss.

Lianqing walked slowly with the carriage, shook his head and looked at Song Ningyu in surprise: "I haven't seen the little childe. The innocent childe is looking for him all over the world. I don't know where he has gone. I asked my maidservant to ask your highness."

Song Ningyu had a bad feeling in her heart. She turned her head and looked at Lian Qing with a rigorous face. She said seriously, "go to each estuary of the Tongtian River and look at it. Assign his portrait. If you see him, send him over!"

The turbulent River rushed towards the coastline. The sound of running water filled song Ningyu's eardrums. She was more and more worried. Lian Qing looked at Song Ningyu puzzled: "there are blockages in each river mouth to prevent river fish from swimming into the sea. Your highness, how can you suddenly..."

"He jumped into the river." song Ningyu glanced faintly at the surging river. Across a distance of hundreds of meters, song Ningyu listened to the sound of running water very clearly.

Lian Qingmu made a half ring and said anxiously, "Miss, think about how deep the water that can support the mirage is! Originally, the river bank was very low, but it was suddenly raised a lot because of the return of the mirage. Even experts in the river dare not cross easily. How did he jump down? I'll send someone to find it!"

Lian Qingwu calmed down, clenched her hands and hurried back with a light gait.

Song Ningyu rubbed his eyebrows and his face was gloomy. It was really disorderly. It was too disorderly!

All the way through the strange flowers, song Ningyu suddenly felt much better. There was a short table in the corner of the carriage with several books on it. Song Ningyu looked at the war and national policies of those countries. The emperor suddenly thought of the poison doctor who came back from Huangge Shun. The king's attitude was very strange. It seemed that he wanted her to ascend the throne and didn't want her to ascend the throne.

Song Ningyu didn't care. She wanted to come to the throne she longed for. Because she was seriously ill and died soon, she had to be transferred to an outsider. Song Ningyu's eyebrow beat and suddenly thought of song Ningxue, the woman who also disappeared and disappeared. She didn't know what kind of look she would have if she knew that Emperor Li was dead.

The carriage winds all the way, surrounded by the jungle, rockeries, running water, fountains and elegant houses. In addition to remembering his stupidity, Gu Yichen hurriedly jumped into the Tongtian River under Gong Zilin's words. Everything seems not too bad.

The long road where the carriage walked slowly became wide. In front of him, a huge palace was slowly presented. It was rich, bright and large-scale. A fountain was built at the door. The spring water gushed out in a very beautiful form under the moonlight. Song Ningyu looked at the fountain pouring out high, and his eyes were slightly bright.

The white jade ground was everywhere in the palace. The carriage stopped at the gate of the palace. It still had to be a long way from the gate of the palace to the inner gate. Looking from a distance, it looked a little hazy and beautiful under the refraction of the night pearl, as if it were a heavenly palace.

The trees of hundreds of years and thousands of years in the palace are like a huge umbrella in the imperial palace. At the left end of the palace, there is a millennium old tree. The roots of the tree are like banyan trees. There is also an exquisite small attic built on the tree, with only one floor, but looking from a distance, it may be an excellent place to spend the summer!

A large area of Epiphyllum was planted in the corner of the inner courtyard of the palace. The maid standing next to song Ningyu smiled at Song Ningyu and said, "Your Highness, it's a good time and holiday. It's time for Epiphyllum to open!"

Song Ningyu has probably heard the allusions about Epiphyllum. The flower meaning of Epiphyllum is probably to wait for a person.