Chapter 724

With a stroke of her hand, the bright red blood slowly came out and dropped on the ground, one drop, two drops, three drops. Song Ningyu quickly wrapped up the finger, but there was no trace of the grass. She glanced at Zhao Jingjing, who looked calm in the room, and said coldly, "these grass don't see any reaction. Zhao Jingjing, you play with me!"

Zhao Jingjing slowly put the woman's hand in front of her abdomen, got up and went to song Ningyu. There was a faint light in her eyes. She smiled, pointed to song Ningyu's feet and said in a warm voice: "Your Highness, why don't you take a closer look and see if I lied to you after all?"

Song Ningyu looked down and saw that the old grass slowly grew new grass, from one to two and then to countless, just like the new bamboo shoots after the rain, growing up one by one, silent, but with a joyful color of joy.

However, when the newly grown grass grew to half of the dead grass, it quickly turned yellow again. Everything was calm. It took only one flower. The sun shifted to noon. Song Ningyu suddenly felt a little tired. She wanted to find Chunsu. Song Ningyu stretched out her hand slightly, and a lark fell into her hand. She whispered a few words, The lark was released again.

The bird flew a little eagerly, as if she wanted to escape from the place desperately. Song Ningyu looked at the withered forest with weeds in surprise, and hung her eyes. The water was already in a pool of dead water. It was faintly visible that there were the bones of swimming fish under the clear water, which was particularly conspicuous under the direct sunlight.

She smiled softly and explained, "Your Highness has only a small part of the priest's blood, so please think about my words. My mother... In fact, she used to be the priest's goddess. Later, the priest found another goddess and married her mother. Your highness, don't misunderstand the priest's painstaking efforts."

Song Ningyu murmured at the corners of her lips and looked at the gentle looking Zhao Jingjing: "you said, what would happen if the blood person gave the blood to others that day?"

Zhao Jingjing's eyes were slightly dark, and the sun folded on her face with some helpless paleness. She whispered, "it will shorten her life and damage her practice. In fact, I don't know. I only know that when the moon is full, the priest will become different. At that time, if your Highness doesn't want to be the priest, you should hide from him."

Zhao Jingjing thought on her side and added, "these are what my mother told me." I think her mother must have wanted her to live for a long time, so she told her all those. Because of the poison of Yinsi, the man began to remember when he was a baby.

Song Ningyu opened her mouth and said slowly, "then... Can the poison of Yin Si have sequelae or something like that?"

So powerful poison, everything is not easy to say.

Zhao Jingjing smiled at Song Ningyu Wen ran and looked at the blue sky. Her eyes were a little blurred: "I still have three years. It's impossible. It's only one year. Your highness, Zhao Qing will be a good child. In the future, you can bring Zhao Qing to your father. The xuanlin family can't be destroyed in my hand or in my father's hand."

Song Ningyu drooped her eyes. When Zhao Jingjing said she wanted to name the child Zhao Qing, she had thought of it, but she didn't think that Zhao Jingjing had only one year. She put her hands on the bamboo railing and looked at Zhao Jingjing, who seemed to put life and death aside. For the first time, she felt that there were such women in the world.

"Do you... Family leader Zhao know?" the whole xuanlin family is not big, but there is a pleasant and cheerful atmosphere. Different from the cold and calculation of the misty family, the people in the xuanlin family are real relationships and love each other. Song Ningyu can feel such an atmosphere, just like the dark guards beside her.

Zhao Jingjing nodded: "from the moment I had the poison of Yin Si, he may have known, Ning Yu, what is the origin of the man in black after all?"

Song Ningyu easily pulled a withered Dogtail grass from the railing. The thing like a large drooping ear of wheat is particularly beautiful in the sun. She pulled the ear of wheat and whispered, "the man in black wants the blood of heaven. If he is born and changed into a bone, how should the blood of heaven be used?"

Zhao Jingjing put her chin against the bamboo railing, shook her head and looked at Song Ningyu in surprise: "Your Highness, you must protect the priest. I see that he must go to the priest! Although the priest has good skills, you are his weakness, so don't embarrass the priest."

Song Ningyu looked at Zhao Jingjing suspiciously: "how can you know so much?"

The sunshine folded on her pale face. She tore a bitter smile at Song Ningyu: "if I say, I remember my mother's memory, I don't know whether your highness believes it or not?"

Song Ningyu looked at her in surprise and murmured, "the poison of Yinsi is really so powerful?"

Zhao Jingjing was silent. She looked up at the dazzling sun. Her eyes were wet. She took a trace of tears in her tone and murmured, "I remember what kind of future my father promised my mother at the beginning, and I remember how the priest used up most of her life for the woman called emperor Wenyuan..."

Song Ningyu quietly listened to Zhao Jingjing's words. She knew that all feelings would not be sealed. One day, they would find an exit, or be accepted, or put it down by themselves. What should they do about those things that can't be put down?

More than a hundred years? Song Ningyu seems to think of something between lightning and flint

She once saw a picture in the moon Pavilion in the mausoleum, in which there was a double, so song Ningyu paid special attention to it, but she never thought it would be related to herself. At that time, she was still feeling that the man seemed to be born very much like him! Now it seems that everything has a reason to be explained.

"If he is willing to say something, I believe he will tell me. I don't want to ask him." song Ningyu lies on the bamboo fence, and there is only silence left. She thinks, she needs to calm down and think about what she should do now?

Zhao Jingjing patted song Ningyu on the shoulder. She said with a warm smile, "some words are not that you don't want to say, but no one cares and no one can understand, so you just don't say them. For example, I, Ningyu, I believe if you ask, the priest will tell you."

Song Ningyu nodded, looked at the newly grown but rapidly withered vegetation, and asked softly, "if I wanted to ask, would he tell me? How did you know about Emperor Wenyuan and King Jingfeng in those years? Why don't you tell me?" just as she was too lazy to look for it again.