Chapter 642

Song Ningyu finally kept silent about this strange hobby.

"How are you doing with those things?" song Ningyu knelt on the passion flower group of a brocade, smiled next to helianxing, stretched out his hand and pulled his clothes.

"It's all ready. I'll show you tomorrow afternoon."

"So fast?" song Ningyu was surprised. There were thousands of kinds of herbs she said! And the quantity is not so much. How can it be done in only one day? When she was dispensing Gong Zilin, it took her seven days to get all the drugs ready, and some of them were forcibly taken back.

In those seven days, song Ningyu sent out all his forces. For a while, he made those pharmacies in danger. He was afraid that someone would rob the medicine again if he was careful!

Huangdao is really a treasure land. There are all kinds of precious medicinal materials. It's like planting green vegetables, one after another!

"That's natural. With the strength of the mohetic people, I can find it for you in half a day." he Lianxing smiled and raised his chin with some pride. The eldest grandson on the opposite side was innocent. I don't know what else he found. He broke it and touched it. Ah, the antique 700 years ago, the emperor's Dragon Robe, ah, this is the brocade silk material 500 years ago

Song Ningyu stroked her forehead. She just sat on the futon and tossed about all night. She didn't drink much wine yet, but she was very upset!

"You can sleep with me. The eldest childe will give you a class tomorrow." he Lianxing smiled and patted him on his broad shoulder and winked at Song Ningyu. Doesn't wang Zun just want to see them love each other? Then they naturally want to show him!

Song Ningyu yawned and asked Helian Xing to smile, "is the king's leg made of jade?"

The eldest sun Wuxie is the know it all in the imperial island. He wanders among the crowd all day. Everyone knows about this simple and kind-hearted second childe. He comes forward and pounces on song Ningyu's side, pulls a thin group, sits down and begins to put on a storytelling posture.

"It's no use asking him about this. You have to ask me. I tell you, the head of Yanluo pavilion was also a figure. He went to the court at the age of seven. It was a war of words among officials. No one could speak better than him. He was respected as the boss among the children. However, Wang Zun didn't like him, so he had a fight with Wang zunda at the age of eight. Even if he was eight, he would be the leader His Majesty the snow emperor, who was still a princess, sent him out of the island. "

Song Ningyu blinked, and his sleep dissipated more than half: "you mean, my mother left the island because of him?"

"Yes, at that time, his majesty snow emperor was already seventeen. He was beautiful and beautiful. It was one of the best beauty blanks in Huangdao! Bah, I don't know which cow dung was ruined!"

Song Ningyu glanced coldly at Chang sun Wuxie. Chang sun Wuxie didn't realize he was wrong and began to talk on: "The snow emperor left the island. Lord Wang was so angry that he launched the people of the three races to chase him. As a result, the doll was really lucky. Not only won the battle, but also crippled Wang Zun's leg. Later, I heard that Yu Yan was killed. How did he become the leader of Yanluo Pavilion again?"

Song Ning Yu lowered her eyes. Naturally, she was saved by the unidentified person. Who was that person? There were only a few people she knew in Huangdao. The king hated Yuyan and couldn't let Yuyan help her. Who would it be? Kan Hua was busy returning to the Piaomiao family to win the throne. She didn't have the strength without this time. She thought she would be pure, but she hadn't seen Chunyan for so long Su.

Pure hair is white and likes to wear a magnolia style white dress. According to Yu Yan, the man's hair is not white. Song Ningyu touched his chin and raised his eyebrows and looked at the gushing eldest sun Wuxie: "who else likes to wear white clothes in Huangdao?"

"White? Dressed like a funeral, who would have that hobby except the high priest!" the eldest sun Wuxie glanced contemptuously at Song Ningyu, looked at the memorial tablets full of one wall, touched his chin and praised: "the royal family in Huangdao has been for so many years, and the memorial tablets have been thousands of yuan. Why should we change the dynasty?"

He Lianxing smiled and greeted his eldest son's innocent head with a folding fan. He picked his eyebrow and said with a gloomy smile: "if you are so rebellious, you are not afraid of the emperors coming to settle accounts with you!"

The eldest sun Wuxie, fearless and fearless, shrugged his shoulders and smiled at Song Ningyu, "if they are willing to split the prime minister's house, I can't wait. Ningyu, when you become the emperor, you might as well let me be the prime minister. I will give you all the people of the next three families to take care of."

Song Ningyu looked at the first portrait, touched his chin and looked at it for a while. Suddenly, he said, "how do I think that portrait is very similar to me?" in the picture, there are a pair of people, and the woman's clothes are gorgeous.

"It looks like that." just by the flickering candlelight, he Lianxing smiled and looked at it for a while. Then song Ningyu nodded. The light of incense in the grand hall was clearly extinguished in the wind. The eldest sun Wuxie turned over and stretched out his hand towards the top picture.

Whoosh!

It was probably because someone was coming to get something, which triggered the mechanism. Countless arrow plumes shot towards the position where song Ningyu and he Lianxing smiled like thousands of troops. Song Ningyu was surprised. He Lianxing smiled and dragged song Ningyu back several steps, and finally withdrew from the hall!

"What thing! I'm still making concealed weapons. I'm lucky I'm fast, or I'll die there!" the eldest sun Wuxie grinned and rubbed it out like a burning eyebrow from the inside, bang, a sound, the originally open main hall door closed tightly, song Ningyu and he Lianxing smiled and flashed a trace of vigilance.

The two of them looked back-to-back and looked around carefully. Changsun Wuxie also held a roast chicken as a sacrifice in his hand. With one hand, he pulled off one chicken leg and bit it full of oil. He pulled off the other larger one and handed it to song Ningyu. He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Just now I drank all the wine in the Flower Pavilion. I didn't even eat anything. I'm starving. Ning Yu, you can eat too. Anyway, as long as we can't die, we must live well!"

Song Ningyu stared at the chicken leg, reached out to take it, bit it, and nodded, "it tastes good."

"A chicken can't eat enough! Just eat a small one." the eldest sun Wuxie pulled down the small front leg on the chicken wing and handed it to helianxing to smile. Helianxing smiled and stared at the thumb sized chicken wing, and his face was a little ugly.

"You find firewood, I'll find food, and I'll make a fire for you!" he Lianxing smiled and clenched his teeth.