Chapter 725

Zhao Jingjing shook her head: "that's a royal secret, I don't know. However, you may ask his majesty xuehuang. His majesty xuehuang once read books in the imperial Pavilion. If you want to come to these things, you should also know." after all, as an emperor, the first thing you need to know is how others do the emperor.

Song Ningyu lowered her eyes and walked slowly towards the road that came. Song Ningyu walked on the depressed road. The plain clothes became a little pale and depressed in the sun. She heard a slight sigh in the air. She was so helpless and spineless, and all she could do was move forward, quietly, move forward alone.

The clear sky slowly sank again. I don't know if it was because of the sea. The weather always became a little cloudy and sunny. The wind hurt her face slightly. She changed her steps and walked onto a fairly simple corridor, which was engraved with all kinds of bamboos. Song Ningyu walked all the way. The corridor spread for about a mile, The road was tortuous. Song Ningyu was at a loss and didn't know where to go.

A lark suddenly flew back and fluttered snow-white wings in front of song Ningyu. Song Ningyu's eyes lit up fiercely: "you mean, he also came to this Yingcheng?"

The lark fluttered its wings and flew out towards the sky with dense dark clouds. Song Ningyu stepped on the lightness skill and chased the lark fiercely. A red fire spider king pulled her pants tightly beside song Ningyu's trouser legs.

With the twists and turns of the lark all the way, song Ningyu had to follow closely, for fear that one might accidentally lose the bird in front of him!

She wants to see her!

Song Ningyu glanced at the red fire spider king at his feet. His eyes were slightly dark, but he followed her again! She can stay away for a while, but she can't prevent for a lifetime! Song Ningyu's eyes narrowed slightly. As soon as she raised her hand, a powerful internal force shocked the red fire spider king out. Anyway, she must see Chunsu today!

The piano sound of a high mountain and flowing water slowly came out of a high-rise building. The high-rise building was as bright as day. Chunsu always didn't know what a low-key was. Where he was, it must be the overwhelming pure white and the bright lights as bright as day!

Above, song Ningyu could still see the woman in white standing quietly in the eight corners. She turned up quietly. She was about to step into it, but she saw Chunsu sitting quietly opposite a man in black. The song of mountains and flowing water slowly flowed into her ears. Song Ningyu tightly held her fists. The man seemed to be mo Qilin!

Mo Qilin seems to be playing chess with herself. She has a sunspot in her left hand and a white one in her right hand. The pure white almost transparent hair on the other end of Chunsu makes song Ningyu's heart ache. The pain makes her a little out of breath.

Mo Qilin glanced at Song Ningyu's hiding place without a trace, and suddenly asked Chunsu, "do you remember the relationship between the female emperor Wenyuan and the king Jingfeng?"

The sound of the piano was slightly disordered, and was soon pulled back to the right path. Chunsu's voice, which did not see ups and downs, said lightly: "it happened more than 100 years ago, and even the royal family was banned. Why do you mention it again?"

Song Ningyu listened to the female emperor Wenyuan and King Jingfeng. The whole person was slightly stiff. It was the female emperor Wenyuan and King Jingfeng again!

"Well, good, no mention, then what about the royal highness of the princess? What do you think of your royal highness?" Mo Qilin dropped to the next child. He was so indistinct that he could not see the pure element. Those past events, it seems that Chunsu doesn't like to mention them again, nor does it allow others to mention them again!

"You talk too much." Chunsu plays the soulless piano. Her eyes are slightly cold. With a bang, the sunspot on the tip of ink Qilin's finger becomes a residue!

Mo Qilin clapped his hands on the ashes, and shook his head helplessly. "Well, then, Ben still wanted to help you. Now it seems that your royal highness can only rely on you." he got up and walked to the side of song Ning Yu, in a low voice, cold as if he could not warm the sun in winter.

He said, "if you defeat him, I will kill him!"

Seeing that it was exposed, song Ningyu had to look down at Chunsu, who was sitting a few short on one side, but saw that Chunsu looked at her, her eyes were slightly stunned, as if she was thinking about something, but it seemed that she was looking at someone through her.

After Mo Qilin left, the eight women in white jumped out of the attic of the three floors and went to the top floor to guard this side.

Chunsu leaned against the post behind her, straightened her long robe, waved to her and whispered, "come here."

Song Ningyu rarely retorts. She obediently walks up to him. Chunsu takes her into her arms. His voice is no longer cold when talking to Mo Qilin, and there is always a sense of warmth. Song Ningyu holds her clothes tightly, and she looks at Chunsu nervously.

Chun Su put his chin on her shoulder and asked softly, "I heard you drank loveless water?"

Song Ningyu's body became stiff. She turned her head and looked at Chunsu. The corners of her lips accidentally wiped Chunsu's covered soft Shaggy. Both of them were stunned. Song Ningyu withdrew from his arms and looked at Chunsu incomprehensibly: "I don't know. If you really have to use forgetting water to forget, I think he must owe me a lot."

Chunsu sighed slightly. Her palms fell on the piano. Her bony hands looked particularly good on the piano. Song Congyu lowered her eyes and turned to look at the rain slowly falling outside the window. She frowned, glanced and quietly stood on the roof. Eight women whispered, "it's raining hard soon. Shifu might as well let them in."

When Chunsu poured the wine, he saw song Ningyu quietly looking at him. He quietly picked up the full wine glass, hooked his lips and said with a smile: "now I'm about to be the emperor. Unexpectedly, I learned to take care of people?"

Song Ningyu shook her head. As soon as Chunsu raised her hand, the eight women jumped in from the window. The window was closed to block the fishy wind and cold rain outside the window. Song Ningyu sat opposite Chunsu. She poured herself a glass of wine and drank it, followed by the second and third cups. There was a piano between them.

Chunsu just looked at Song Ningyu quietly, with some slight starlight shining in her eyes. Song Ningyu drank three cups in a row, slammed the cup heavily on the piano, and the violent action made the woman in white tremble, which was the most precious thing of the priest! Others can't even touch!

Under song Ningyu's strong efforts, one of the strings broke. She was not drunk, but wanted to be drunk again. She stretched out her hand to pull Chunsu's veil. Chunsu didn't stop her, but looked at her quietly. Her delicate eyes narrowed slightly with a little pleasure: "if you insist on lifting your own veil, then you..."