Chapter 602

The trees are green and the flowers bloom, just like the Acacia flowers. In summer, the flowers bloom like clouds, and are pushed away in waves from afar. The powder woven white is a beautiful scenery and pleasing to the eye. In addition, the magnolia is dotted in it, just like a simple white tree among the ten thousand pink.

The rainstorm hit the trees and withered the flowers and leaves. Now it is the end of the deep winter, but Huangdao is close to the sea, and its climate is warm all year round. Song Ningyu on the island just looked at the past and saw many valuable medicinal materials.

The White Snake shook his white body and looked haggard towards song Ningyu. He hung his head and had no spirit.

Song Ningyu looked at the White Snake unexpectedly, squatted down, reached out and poked its slightly cold body, raised her head and asked her mother, "what's the matter with it? How sick?" she just asked it to take the road last night, and didn't ask it to do anything else. How did it become like this.

The snow emperor shook his head: "every year in the deep winter, he will sleep for a month, and now it is coming." where is a snake that doesn't hibernate?

A figure outside the door came running in a slightly messy way, and the body was already beaten by the rain. She stood at the entrance of the hall and knelt in a hurry. "Maid lotus Qing, met her Majesty the snow emperor, and saw her royal highness."

Song Ningyu fiercely stood up and walked to the door a few steps: "is there any news from Gu Yichen?"

Lian Qing knelt at the door. Her face looked a little pale because of the beating of the rain. She shook her head and said slowly, "when I was on the outer island, I heard that I saw a young man in the Tongtian River. The little childe has broken the outer water network and swam out of the Huangdao."

She muttered at the corners of her lips, looked at Song Ningyu, who looked pale for a moment, and hurriedly comforted: "the little childe has good skills in the water. I think it will be all right. Your highness, take care of yourself!"

Song Ningyu frowned and knelt at the door. Lian Qing, who was dripping water, pondered for a while, lifted her sleeves and said, "go down."

"Yes." Lian Qing got up, and the tail corner of the plain brocade dress was slowly dripping with water. With her elegant lotus steps, she spread all the way on the windy corridor.

Since Gu Yichen went out of the Tongtian River, song Ningyu's hanging heart gradually released the people who had fought with tiger sharks in the sea. The snow emperor patted song Ningyu's hand and brought song Ningyu into the inner hall.

Song Ningyu sat in front of the window and looked at the scene of the rain beating flowers and leaves outside the window with his chin. The wind and rain came extremely violent and the wind was strong. There were probably many people sleeping in the dark.

The torrential rain continued to fall from the green tiles on the hall, leaned against the window to listen to the rain, with a majestic momentum, like standing in front of a waterfall.

The snow emperor sat as like as two peas of black and white pieces, which were made of a black and white chessman. The chessboard was carved from a huge thousand wood, and the black and white was made of black coral jade. It was made of one hundred and eight pieces, one size and one mold, and the handle was warm in winter and cool in summer.

The 108 sunspots alone don't know how many people's blood essence and effort have to be spent, not to mention the 108 sunspots of this exquisite chessboard and jade colored glass.

The snow emperor held the sunspot in his hand. With a click, he dropped a son in the chessboard. His voice was clear, pleasant and comfortable.

"Let's have a game."

Song Ningyu's chin was shining and exposed: "is there any color?" people said that it was raining at night in Bashan mountain and they knocked chess pieces at leisure. Now they look like this. Is it also the night rain on Huangdao and knocked chess pieces at leisure? As for the falling lanterns, the night pearl really has no lanterns to fall.

"What color head do you want?" the snow emperor swept his eyes. He had changed his clothes. His eyes were bright and obedient, and his chin looked lazy and elegant. She is not like a mother, but more like a friend on an equal footing with song Ningyu.

Lianqing always feels that these two people are such a feeling. She doesn't know whether it's her illusion or something else?

Put two bird's nests on their table, and lotus retreated behind song Ningyu. Her eyes were gentle and calm, like Xianhua shining on the water.

Song Ningyu dropped a sunspot. With a slight click, song Ningyu only felt very happy.

"Just like asking questions, who wins can ask three questions, and the loser must answer!" the rain outside the window knocked down broken flowers. Song Ningyu supported her chin, narrowed her eyes and scanned her eyes. The quiet old woman standing at the door said in a loud voice: "it's a good season for osmanthus rain outside. She's very happy to make osmanthus cake. Please take some back from 'Zhang Ma' outside the door."

Standing at the door, the eyes glanced at Song Ningyu from time to time. When they saw that they had been pointed to the point, the whole person instantly excited, raised his head and pursed his lips, Fu Shen nodded, turned and withdrew from the door of the hall.

The wind and rain roared outside the hall, and the windows were closed by the huge wind, shaking the soup in the bird's nest on the table.

The snow emperor dropped the pieces again and again. As they came and went, the cold wind outside the hall screamed. The wind in the hall was silent. Only the black pieces were killing each other on the board, making a loud and clear sound. They came and went back for an hour. The sound of night watchmaking came faintly from the dark clouds outside.

The time of Mao has come. If it is normal, the outside sky should be bright. But at this time, the hour is about to dawn, but the sky is unmoved, and the storm rises in torrential torrents. Occasionally, several attendants outside the hall bend down and step over gently and hurriedly with the strong oblique wind and rain.

The incense of stone pine and aloes rose slowly in the censer, and finally disappeared, which attracted the fragrance of the whole room. In the quiet room, both of them looked a little rigorous. For the tearing and killing on the chessboard, the two sides did not give in to each other, and there was no water at all.

But in the end, song Ningyu learned that skill from the snow emperor. If she wants to be better than the blue, song Ningyu still lacks some climate.

"Luo" a son fell lightly and came to the end in the warm and bright eyes of the snow Emperor: "admit defeat?"

Song Ningyu stared at the chess game with a black face and said that he could know the person by watching his chess. Now Song Ningyu couldn't see clearly. The original gentle and tender person was pressed by the gentle knife on the chessboard, and the murderous spirit was mixed with gentleness. The contradiction was too difficult to tell whether it was gentle or fierce murderous!

"Mom, I find your chess skills are getting better and better."

The snow emperor put the two Baizi in his hand back into the chess box, held the bird's nest lamp, picked his eyebrow and said with a smile: "my chess skills are the same as before, but you think more and have to take into account more. There must be a lack of 100 Secrets. It's better to do your best and listen to heaven."

For those inexplicable words that cannot be completely explained in language, we can explain them clearly in one word. Edge.

Song Ningyu looked at the chess game and looked at it again.

The sunspot on the chessboard is cumbersome and calculated step by step, while the white boy directly enters with a fine knife in his hand. The speed is so fast that song Ningyu has already killed the knife before he gives out his sword. This is the most thorough chess game song Ningyu lost. Is it really because he thinks too much?