Chapter 637

He Lianxing smiled, raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Ningyu with a worried face: "why don't we go back to the palace and drink again? What if there's really something wrong with your Majesty the snow emperor?" song Ningyu had better go less. As soon as his voice fell, he gave a warning look to the eldest sun Wuxie, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic. How could he pay attention to that look?

Song Ningyu continued to encourage song: "there is still Wang Zun over the snow emperor. Even if something really happens, it's not up to your highness to make a decision. Let's go to the flower building and have a good drink of it all night! It's best to be angry with that Gong! Ningyu, go..."

How else can we say that the treacherous minister and loyal minister are actually just a line apart? Under the banner of thinking for song Ningyu, the eldest sun Wuxie tried his best to promote song Ningyu to visit the flower building. Song Ningyu's cold eyes swept away from the dark face of helianxing's smiling face.

"Lianqing, go back and tell your mother. This is only one time. It's not an example!" song Ningyu stepped onto the luxurious carriage. The eldest sun Wuxie rushed behind song Ningyu and followed him in. He climbed and complained: "after riding the horse for two hours, the whole person is about to fall apart. Ningyu, you let me go. I'll find a place to lie down and go to the flower building at night."

"..." song Ningyu changed his position and sat in the direction of the window. The window was open. As soon as he looked up, he saw that the two figures in the slightly blackened Pavilion depended on each other. The night pearl light in the carriage lit up the night, and the soft light filled the whole carriage. In the middle of the carriage, there was an exquisite table with all kinds of cakes on it.

There was a small bookcase in the corner of the big carriage. He Lianxing smiled and looked carefully at Song Ningyu's look. He couldn't see what kind of emotion it was in those slightly drooping eyes. Just at this moment, song Ningyu became a little calm. The cold calm was like when he met for the first time. It was quiet and elegant like a lotus.

The eldest sun looked innocent and lay lazily on the small couch on the right. He crossed his legs and looked at the fluorescent coastline outside the window. He sat up fiercely, waved to song Ningyu and exclaimed, "Ningyu, come and see, the coast over there is shining!"

Song Ningyu looked at it with a Book of imperial art. He looked up lazily and glanced at the scenery outside, as if he were used to it. He calmly said, "that's a fluorescent jellyfish."

He Lianxing smiled and touched his nose. He originally wanted to explain for song Ningyu. Now it seems that there is no need to explain!

The carriage galloped all the way to the island. After passing through the checkpoints, it finally stopped in front of a decorated Pavilion. Song Ningyu wore a royal dress. The golden hairpin and jade shook step by step and stepped down the carriage. It immediately attracted the attention of countless people, many of whom had seen song Ningyu's identity.

Put up a pageantry, and guess what the princess's Royal Highness is coming to so elegant and elegant. Come on, and bring childe He Lian with you. Even the eldest grandson, who is too simple to hinder the world, is here. Here

I have to say that everyone's eyes were blinded by the gorgeous appearance. Lian stood beside song Ningyu with a bitter face and worried: "Your Highness, this... This is the largest flower building on the island. Your highness, why don't you go back to the palace? The songs and dances in the palace are thousands of times better than these..."

The eldest sun Wuxie pushed Lian Qing, who was standing next to song Ningyu, away and said with dissatisfaction: "what do you know? Where does this flower smell like wild flowers, beauties, come out quickly. Today, a distinguished guest arrived and called out the best looking person in your Pavilion!"

Thanks to the roaring voice of the eldest sun Wuxie, people in the attic swarmed out. Seeing song Ningyu, who was incomparably dressed and honored, he suddenly froze in place. This is the emperor of the future Huangdao. Speaking of it, the emperor's family of the Huangdao has not seen any generation of people visiting the flower building!

The eldest sun Wuxie pulled the colorful pimp close to her body, took the pimp's shoulder close to her ear and muttered a few words. The pimp immediately waved a pink veil to the young ladies behind him with a smile: "today, childe Wuxie can speak. Who wants to serve his highness well, the eldest childe of the prime minister's house will marry tomorrow!"

Suddenly, the whole attic was turned upside down. Song Ningyu pulled at the corners of her mouth and secretly pinched her eldest sun. The cold eyes swept over the boiling women. The cold eyes were as cool as a knife. Everyone had an impulse to touch their neck and not hang on their head.

There are two kinds of flower buildings, one is all men and the other is all women. Song Ningyu waved his robe and said coldly to the procuress: "call out the best looking men in your Pavilion. As for you, just stay with them! Your highness will reward you well!"

Helian Xingxiao and his eldest grandson Wuxie were surrounded by a group of Yingyan. A group of men were gentle, knowledgeable, domineering and cold. All had their own advantages. Dozens of men in different clothes walked slowly down from the attic. The posture, look and action were hot, cold, gentle and elegant. All gave birth to a good skin bag.

Song condenses and raises his hands. Those men are graceful towards the gait gait. They pour the song into the attic, and the people who walk in the streets are staring at the princess's Royal Highness that they are greeted by dozens of men.

I haven't seen your royal highness go to the flower house with your future horse.

In addition to song Ningyu's carriage, there was another carriage running towards the Flower Pavilion, which attracted countless people to avoid each other, for fear that they would be trampled to death under the horse if they were one step slower!

Song Ningyu raised her hand in the Flower Pavilion. Other guests in the Flower Pavilion cleared the scene for song Ningyu. The beautiful men surrounded song Ningyu. A baby faced child blinked a pair of big grape eyes and reached out to pour a glass of wine for song Ningyu to feed her. Song Ningyu raised her eyes slightly and glanced at a double from the carriage outside the door. Her eyes were slightly cold.

"Sister, the wine is spilled out. It's a waste." the 13-year-old boy pointed to song Ningyu's lips and smiled innocently and innocuously. Song Ningyu raised her chin, swept her eyes, stepped into the Flower Pavilion, hooked her lips and asked with a smile, "thank you."

The boy's eyes were slightly bright and slowly stretched his head. His thin lips were printed on song Ningyu's lips, which attracted the surprised voices of countless people. Gong Zilin stood at the door of the Flower Pavilion. The atmosphere was cold and the murderous spirit was covered up.

He Lianxing smiled. If he hadn't been dragged by the eldest sun Wuxie, he estimated that he would have rushed up and tried his best with the boy! He never kissed! Let a teenager take advantage of it! He's going to kill the kid!

Tang Huang's cold voice penetrated the bustling and boiling hall, with an ice like temperature, which extinguished the enthusiasm of the full hall in an instant.

"I can't imagine that your highness is so short of men."