Chapter 641

"How did you know about that year!" it has been nearly 20 years! This man can't know all this!

Song Ningyu looks at Lianqing carefully. From the light yellow light, song Ningyu suddenly finds some subtle wrinkles in the corners of Lianqing's eyes! She looked at Yu Yan in her early twenties in surprise. If it was true, how powerful was this man in the war with Wang Zun!

Lian Qing covered her heart and coughed. She stared at Yu Yan and gnashed her teeth. "There are records of things in the Imperial Palace books. Why, you dare not let people all over the world come and see and say it!"

Song Ningyu looked at the master of the jade Pavilion in front of him and raised his eyebrow: "the lower part of your body can't move. It's your hand?"

Yuyan proudly and coldly hummed: "Yumou admires Wang Zun's thicker face!" song Ningyu understood. No wonder the three families wanted to kill him. With Wang Zun's temper, they didn't keep chasing him, so they took the overall situation into account!

The only thing she wanted to know was the benefactor of Yu Yan. Song Ningyu murmured at the corners of her lips, pondered for a while, and suddenly asked, "does the young master in white have white hair?"

"Never had white hair. In the future, you will be the deputy head of Yanluo Pavilion. Zhiyue and Tongke will be your master later." with YuYan's order, a man and a woman appeared in front of song Ningyu. She was surprised to look at the two people in front of her. She didn't feel any breath.

The two men saluted song Ningyu with their fists, and their cold voice did not fluctuate: "my subordinates, see your highness."

The woman is Zhiyue and the man is Tongke. She is small and exquisite. There is a cold and ruthless wind around her. She is slender and tall. A long scar on her arm runs through the back of the palm. The hand seems to have been burned, and the skin and flesh gather together. She looks ferocious from a distance.

"OK, I've given you all the people. You can do it yourself. As for my benefactor, since I let me help you, I'll meet you. Yu Mou will leave first." Yu Yan's dark figure disappeared in the night sky with a wisp of cold wind.

At the same time, a wheelchair squeaked slowly from behind song Ningyu. Lianqing hurriedly knelt on the ground, her body trembled slightly, and her tone was full of panic: "see the king's statue, slave."

As soon as song Ningyu turned around, she saw Wang Zun's eyes looking at her coldly. Those old eyes were full of fierce. As soon as she raised her hand, song Ningyu suddenly pulled a sneer in her heart. Just now, the jade Yan still pinched Lianqing's neck. After a while, Wang Zun pinched her neck. This man really can't watch the excitement too much!

"Cough, Wang Zun..."

"Nalan Ningyu, you really let me down!" Wang Zun shook his hand ruthlessly and threw song Ningyu out. A figure broke through the air and brought song Ningyu into his arms, avoiding the tragedy that song Ningyu was about to hit a sharp thorn on the column.

He Lianxing smiled and dragged song Ningyu to kneel on the ground, lowered his head and looked sincere. He held song Ningyu's hand and pinched it heavily, motioning her to show weakness first: "adoptive father, this is the child's fault. Please don't blame your highness!"

"It's my fault. I heard that Wang Zun had been here before, so Ning Yu wanted to come here to have a look at Wang Zun's elegant deeds and ask him to forgive his sins." Song Ning Yu also lowered his head and looked sincere. Who wouldn't? Just now, Yu Yan said that the king lost to him, so his legs were wasted!

As soon as he mentioned that year, Wang Zun's fierce momentum became soft, and his tone became soft. He pushed his wheelchair and glanced at the lifted roof, and his face was slightly Black: "this is the Flower Pavilion. It was originally the place where talented people and beautiful women recited poetry. When your mother was only as old as you, it was enough to stand alone."

"You didn't let me back then, otherwise the reputation of the little talent would have fallen on you." a figure came through gently and took Wang Zun's words.

Song Ningyu lowered her head and turned to see helianxing smile kneeling beside her. Isn't it? She just made it up casually. Unexpectedly, it was really a blind cat that hit a dead mouse!

Wuxie, the eldest grandson holding the snow emperor, slapped song Ningyu and then burned it. He said with a smile, "Ningyu, what are you doing? You are going to be the emperor. In the future, you can only be kneeling for others. Get up quickly."

He Lianxing smiled and dragged song Ningyu. They glanced at Wang Zun. Wang Zun's withered hands stroked the mottled handwriting on the pavilion. Several birds fluttered through the flowers of sweet clover, and the birds returned at night.

Wang Zun stared, song Ningyu and he Lianxing smiled and scolded, "yu'er is not sensible, and you, as the adopted son of the emperor, are so unreasonable! You two, go to the Royal ancestral hall and kneel down and reflect on yourself."

"Ah? Wang Zun, can I go with you? In fact, I also participated in this matter." the eldest sun Wuxie looked innocent and stretched out his hand, looking a little elated. Song Jingyu looked at the star and smiled. His eyes seemed to be asking the star to smile, making sure that the second childe of the prime minister's residence was not out of his mind?

The eldest sun Wuxie's words made Wang Zun's face turn blue with anger and waved wildly: "roll, roll, roll! Put all the men and women in the flower building into prison. I will try again tomorrow! Now go back to the palace!"

Wang Zun acted swiftly. Those people never dreamed that the eldest childe's concubine didn't act as a concubine, but was sent to the cell. Wang Zun turned his face and pretended to be deliberative and asked Nalan Xue: "I don't know if you are satisfied with your handling like this?"

The snow emperor took a gentle and soft look and shook his head. His smile was like the gentle breeze of spring: "Wang Zun's move is very good. I have no objection."

With such a sentence, Wang Zun's cold eyes eased a little and nodded. The purple smoke behind him pushed the wheelchair past the snow queen. At that almost provocative glance, the snow emperor saw it very clearly. Looking at the purple smoke with a beautiful purple veil, the snow emperor frowned if he thought about it.

Kneeling in the ancestral hall, the eldest sun Wuxie seemed very excited. He looked at the portrait for a long time, then knelt down sincerely, paid homage, began to read out all kinds of great achievements about the emperor of that generation, paid homage to the emperor, and then began to read out the pride of the emperor of that generation, Song Ningyu's eyes have been around the restless eldest grandson Wuxie since she entered the Royal ancestral hall.

"Hey, Ning Yu, look at this. Emperor Yanwu almost opened the island protection mechanism of the whole emperor island. For a while, the emperor island was directly exposed under the eyes of people. Unfortunately, it was in the deep sea, so few people dared to come up." Chang sun Wuxie was like beating chicken blood and pointed to the emperor.

He Lianxing smiled and pulled song Ningyu's clothes, and picked an eyebrow at her: "ignore him. He has always loved to study these ancient antiques. In the basement of the prime minister's house, he hid things used by previous emperors, including Confucian pants and socks!"