Chapter 622

Maybe she should change her mind. As long as it's something in Huangdao, it's gold everywhere. That's normal! Only with such a "normal" attitude to see Huangdao, can she appear normal!

Song Ningyu grabbed the three color flower in Xingxiao's hand and twisted his face. No wonder people in Huangdao have beautiful men and women. It turns out that these herbs and health preservation are indispensable.

The star smiled and touched her nose. Lian cleaned her eyes. Song Ning Yu's eyes dropped on the fallen Buddha in her hand. She led the way for song Ning Yu. At the end of the road, there was a towering attic. The night pearl light in the attic lit up the whole night. Even a trace of dark color in every corner had not been put away. The whole attic was as gorgeous and elegant as the day.

The attic has three floors. The first floor is extremely wide. There is a pool in the middle. There is a lotus in the pool. The five colored lotus is blooming in the pool. The lotus is clear and drooping its eyes. Song Jingyu said: "Your Highness, this is the place where the Mohe Emperor entertains distinguished guests. Your majesty, I also live here. Please, your highness."

Lianqing was quite clear about everything in Huangdao. He was confident of planning strategies. He glanced around, nodded and praised: "this is called the Pearl Tower of Mohe emperor. I've been here for more than half a year. It's the first time I've seen it. It's really interesting!"

Song Ningyu followed Lian Qing through the wide hall and walked to the back of the attic. Behind the attic was a zigzag corridor made of wood carvings. Everything from the room column to the room beam was fine. In the courtyard, there was a cherry tree with an umbrella like column. The flowers on the tree were as red as blood.

The color of blood was somewhat strange under the light of the pearl that night. Song Ningyu trembled in her heart. If the cherry tree had to be the same size, it would take at least five or six people to hold it together, which was bigger than the big banyan that song Ningyu had seen in the palace.

The branches of cherry blossoms almost extend and cover the whole courtyard! Even the roof was covered with blood red petals. The petals rose in the wind and rain. Some fell into the mud and some fell onto the corridor, like blood all over the yard.

There is a pavilion under the huge cherry tree. A jade plate on the pavilion seems to be used for chess. There is an ink white bowl at both ends of the jade plate. It must contain chess pieces.

Lian Qing led song Ningyu to walk slowly. Wen Sheng respectfully said, "Your Highness, please."

The bedroom where song Ningyu lived was facing the huge cherry tree. The petals like blood were flying among the trees, and the house was full of them. With the door opened, the light in the house slowly folded in. At a glance in the hall, there was a man sitting with a cup of tea as if thinking.

Lian Qing lifted her eyes and saw the man slightly stunned. Then Fu Shen retreated to song Ningyu's side and respectfully said, "I've seen the ethereal patriarch."

Song Ningyu looked at the patriarch in front of him in surprise. He saw that the man sitting on the main seat of the hall was dignified, with a white beard and chest. He also held a scepter wrapped with cherry blossoms. His gentle eyes were full of kindness, which was different from Wang Zun's kindness. The old man always felt close for no reason.

The misty patriarch under the light of the night pearl slowly got up, touched his beard with one hand, looked at Song Ningyu, and slowly nodded: "yes. Your highness, it's the first time to see me. Just call me uncle Helian."

He Lianxing walked forward with a smile and raised his eyebrow at the misty patriarch: "father, why are you here?"

"Your Highness, how can I ignore the old man when he comes here? I don't know the scenery of this clan. Your highness still likes it." the old clan leader smiled deeply in Song Ningyu's eyes. He felt some disgust when he looked at Song Ningyu. He was forced to harm him for a long time. Now everyone feels that there are always tricksters who want to harm her!

"Mohe emperor clan is the three clans on Huangdao. Compared with the palace, each has its own merits." song Ningyu replied in a general way, with a faint smile. The fierce spirit in the cold eyes was restrained and hidden. He Hua strode in and said with a smile to the head of the moheti family: "Uncle Helian, he Hua has a lot of trouble in the family."

"What did you say, little girl? It doesn't matter if you live every day if you like."

Song Ningyu lowered her eyes and sat next to the master. The light of her eyes swept slowly through the hall. The old man of the mehedi family was Xingxiao's father? The age difference between the two is about forty years, isn't it? Isn't it old?

"It's getting late. You all go down and have a rest. I want to talk to your highness alone." the old man smiled and talked with Chen Huaxing for a long time. Song Ningyu just listened lazily. Occasionally, she nodded her head. Song Ningyu was silent and depressed.

Xing Xiao sat in his position and looked at Song Ningyu, unwilling to go: "father, you don't want to embarrass Ning Yu?"

The old clan leader was so angry that he smiled at the star with a scepter and smashed it. He pointed to the star with a beard and eyes, smiled and scolded: "old man, am I that kind of person! Kan Hua, drag the boy away! It's annoying to look at it!"

The action between the father and son was undisguised in front of song Ningyu. Song Ningyu didn't know what the old patriarch meant, but just waited quietly for the old patriarch's next words. Talk? It seems that there are still many people who want to talk to her in the future. It's just about the emperor's husband. Can't she not establish the emperor's husband?

"Ning Yu, I'll go first. If you have something, you'll let Lianqing come to me. I......"

"Little Lord Helian, you want to have a long relationship with your children. There's plenty of time in the future! Let's go." kan Hua kindly reminded him. Looking at the old clan leader, if you go one step later, maybe another scepter will be thrown over.

The hall was silent in an instant. Song Ningyu glanced at Lian Qing standing beside him, carelessly straightened his sleeves and said, "go out. I happen to have something to talk to the old clan."

Lian Qing opened her mouth, looked at Song Ningyu, looked at the old patriarch, and finally blessed the body and retreated.

The wind blew in from the window that had not been closed, and the bloody petals rolled in. Several fell in front of the table next to song Ningyu's hand. The old clan leader touched his beard and looked at Song Ningyu carefully with a pair of shrewd eyes.

A cup of tea passed slowly. It seemed to be competing for endurance. No one began to talk.

She quietly took a few sips with her tea lamp, and her posture was elegant. She learned ten percent from the dignity of her Majesty the snow emperor. The old patriarch touched his beard and nodded and smiled slowly.

"The little girl is very patient."

Song Ningyu smelled the tea fragrance, put the tea lamp in front of the table, gently clasped the table with his fingertips, and said softly with a smile, "Uncle Helian is flattered." the rain outside the window gradually pattered, and the eaves gradually connected into a line. The wind blew into the hall and brushed the veil in the hall.