Chapter 601

Song Ningyu glanced at the woman still lying in bed, glanced at the gradually eastward and elongated window shadow outside the window, and slowly said, "if you don't send people away again, I think we should be in deep trouble!"

Gong Zilin glanced at the three cups on the table and put the two luminous cups back into the basin. A woman wrapped in a cloth bag got up. They jumped out of the prime minister's childe's pavilion and went straight to another place.

Song Ningyu didn't know how Gong Zilin was so familiar with these roads, and almost never stopped to shuttle him between the cloisters and tile houses of the prime minister's house.

Slightly close to the early morning wind, with a thin smell of dew, dyed the whole person a little moist.

Gong Zilin stopped in front of a luxurious courtyard, glanced at the closed door opposite and raised his eyebrows.

There was no light in the door, and the moonlight was sinking to the East. Their figures elongated in the gorgeous courtyard, and the moonlight was folded on the row of closed doors. The doors were carved with strange flowers and plants, dyed with lifelike colors, and seemed to be open on the door in the night, which was a little more elegant.

The east corner of the yard is also planted with emerald bamboo next to the wall. The bamboo forest makes a sound of hearing rate with the cool wind blowing in the face. In the night when it is silent close to dawn, the whole world is quiet enough to hear the sound of dew dripping in the rain and fine wind.

Dong, a thin sound, after entering the ear, the sound is infinitely amplified.

Gong Zilin raised his palm and slowly opened the door. The palm wind scattered into the room with song Ningyu's medicine powder. The people in the room were asleep. Gong Zilin strode into the room with the graceful woman on his shoulder. The prime minister has always been confident that he won't set up some messy things in his own room.

In the moonlight, it can be seen that the Duobao Pavilion in the room is full of precious treasures. Those who can say a name or can't say a name exude faint jewels in the moonlight.

A thousand pieces of Yuehua gauze fluttered in the wind at the window. The golden osmanthus flowers outside the window exuded a faint comfortable fragrance. In addition to the prime minister seen in the daytime, there was still a woman on the bed. Looking at the way they hugged each other and slept, they were probably an extremely loving couple.

The more so, the more lively it will be. Song Ningyu pulls the prime minister's wife out of the bed. Gong Zilin throws the woman on his shoulder back to the prime minister's bed. Turning around, he sees the prime minister's son standing at the door with an excited face, strides in and picks up the woman in Song Ningyu's hand.

The eldest sun was innocent, and song Ningyu hurried away. His cool appearance made song Ningyu smile and cry. The childe of the prime minister's house pit the prime minister with them? Is this the legendary pit father?

The eldest sun was innocent and raised his eyebrows coldly. Holding the people in his arms, he turned and left the courtyard. His back elongated, leaving a cold moonlight.

Put the people away. Song Ningyu shook a bottle towards the prime minister's nose, dragged Gong Zilin and turned and jumped out. At this time, they didn't have the mind to see any good play!

I don't know what kind of expression the prime minister should have when he saw the people he sent lying on his bed.

The misty sky slowly began to become bright, and the low clouds quickly gathered together. A storm was brewing. The tree shadow was in an uproar. They gently stepped on the leaves and the blue leaves flying from the air and ran straight towards the palace. Gong Zilin sent song Ningyu to the door.

"See you later, madam!" he lowered his head and kissed her gently on the forehead. The figure of Gong Zilin quickly disappeared into the cold wind. The wind blew his plain robe and died like a flowing cloud.

Song Ningyu turned around and saw his mother, who should have fallen asleep, standing by the rockery, looking at her with a smile. She stepped forward a few steps, and her body still exuded the light calming fragrance when she fell asleep. I think she just woke up. She withdrew her eyes with some apprehension.

"Mom, why are you up?" holding the snow emperor's hand, song Ningyu smiled gently and skillfully.

Huang Xue helplessly stretched out her hand to trim her slightly messy hair. There were several fallen leaves running out of the woods on the hair. She said with a puzzled smile: "my son is gone. How can my mother sleep? What are you doing? Look at the green leaves on your head!"

The snow emperor took down the leaves on song Ningyu's head, his eyes sank slightly, pinched the fallen leaves with his fingertips, carried song Ningyu on his back, and slowly collected the fallen leaves into his sleeves.

"Ah, well, I saw that there was a strong wind outside, so I came out to have a look. As a result, I accidentally threw myself into the grass. Mom, let's go in. It will rain heavily later." the sky became more and more dull, and the leaves around me were rustling.

The snow emperor reluctantly nodded: "you, such a big man, still like a child. When you were eight years old, you went to school in the school. It rained heavily that day. You insisted on going out alone. As a result, you went to the school with water, but found that a notice was written in front of the school. It rained heavily and stopped school for a day."

Song Ningyu hummed with an unhappy face: "so I won't go to school again!"

"Sometimes you should ask others what they mean." snow emperor helped his forehead. How can his child always distort a person's words.

The two stepped into the hall in front, and then the wind began to mix with torrential raindrops. The wind blew song Ningyu's long hair, and a hairpin fell from Song Ningyu's scattered hair.

It was a hairpin with Begonia. The slender maid beside the snow emperor picked up the hairpin and handed it to the snow emperor.

The snow emperor looked at the hairpin in his hand, and a strange color flashed in his eyes: "this hairpin was made of stone outside the sky. If my mother guessed correctly, it was taken from a magic weapon and melted into it?" the snow emperor looked at the hairpin in his hand, smiled at Song Ningyu's calm look, and the uneasiness in his heart gradually calmed down.

"It was taken from ah Lin's heaven and earth fan."

With a warm smile, the snow emperor stretched out his hand to hang a new bun for song Ningyu. Song Ningyu was wearing a men's dress, with high hair accessories and an ink purple gold crown. The wind blew her plain and elegant robe, which was quite like a jade tree facing the wind.

"Yes, it has the style of my mother."

The rain outside the window hit the green forest, and the scene in the distance became blurred in the rainstorm. Song Ningyu's heart raised it as soon as he thought of Gu Yichen. Now the rainstorm suddenly rises, and the Tongtian River will certainly rise! The current will be more turbulent. What can we do then!

The decoration of the cabinet in the main hall is much more elegant than that seen outside. The green bamboo bends down in the wind and snow, and many thin leaves of Acacia fall with the storm, scattered on the ground, forming a scene with the broken golden flowers of sweet clover. There are many green trees in the attic.