Chapter 739

Song Ningyu came to Lianqing and looked at her suspiciously. Her eyes were slightly red, her nose was slightly red, and her voice was hoarse, like crying. The whole person exuded a gloomy spirit.

"What's the matter with you?"

Lianqing shook her head, smiled at Song Ningyu wenran and replied with ease: "your servant is all right. Your majesty is waiting for your highness. Please, your highness."

Song Ningyu's eyes swept Lianqing's body. Finally, he could only rub her head. He said in a warm voice, "you are my close maid. If there's anything wrong, remember to tell me. In this way, I can protect you, okay?"

Lianqing looked at Song Ningyu in surprise and nodded heavily: "thank you, your highness. Lianqing must keep it in mind."

Song Ningyu got on the carriage. He Lianxing smiled behind him and slowly followed up. He glanced at the red lotus in one side's eyes. He Lianxing smiled thoughtfully, holding the tea lamp and looking at the black and yellow leaves outside the carriage window.

Tongke stayed in the jade attic. In today's jade attic, a series of things still need Tongke to do. The carriage went on wheels all the way. The withered branches on the long blue stone road were run over by the horse and made a slight sound. The four characters of xuanlin family's house were engraved on the huge Sansheng head nine feet high.

When song Ningyu got down from the carriage, he saw that the head of xuanlin and his majesty were already waiting at the door! It is indeed song Ningyu's fault to let his majesty wait.

Song Ningyu strode away from the carriage. She rushed up and looked at Song Ningyu. She was relieved to see that she had no Yang.

Song Ningyu walked up to the snow emperor and smiled: "how's your mother?"

Snow emperor has more white hair on his head. Song Ningyu subconsciously glances at Yao Lao, who looks a little droopy. Yao Lao knows that song Ningyu will ask his teacher to apologize, but he can't say why.

The little medical fairy didn't know which corner she came back from. She glanced at the white hair on the snow emperor's head, hummed coldly, turned and strode into the xuanlin family's family house. As she walked, she looked disgusted: "it's said that the xuanlin family was originally a medical family. Now it seems that it's really not the same thing. What are you going to do with so many Mandala?"

Song Ningyu's eyes shook slightly in the arms of the snow emperor. Yes, in the whole emperor Island, the only family flower of xuanlin family is manzhushahua, halo Zhusha is red, and the flowers bloom like dragon claws, so it is also called dragon claw flower

When he calmed his doubts in his eyes, song Ning said to the head of xuanlin in the dynasty, "I just went to visit the listening city. There was no one in the city. What's going on?"

Xuanlin clan leader looked at Song Ningyu with some squeaks. He didn't dare to look directly at those cold eyes as if he could see through everything. He could only press his head lower and murmured, "Your Highness, please come inside."

Song Ningyu didn't say or ask any more when he saw him, but he merged into xuanlin family's house with the snow emperor.

This is not its main house, but a secondary house. Because it will be closer to the ethereal family, a house has been built here. Kuehua holds song Ningyu's hand, picks his eyebrows and smiles. His eyebrows are close to his eyes.

She leaned close to song Ningyu's ear and whispered, "I'm one day ahead of you. The situation here is almost the same."

Something must have happened in the whole listening city. That's why my people have traces of poisoning. Even the presence of snow emperor doesn't have much effect!

Xuanlin clan leader looked at Song Ningyu with regret and murmured, "Your Highness, the corpses in Lingcheng were all poisoned overnight. Please help me!"

Song Ningyu walked slowly along with the xuanlin clan leader. The road was a bamboo forest. In the middle of the bamboo forest, there was a pearl sand flower in the distance. The flowers bloomed like blood and flashed a strange light in the sun.

Song Ningyu looked at the sea of flowers and suddenly asked in a deep voice, "do you know the poison of Manduo flowers?"

Her cold eyes looked at the xuanlin clan leader without blinking, trying to see something from his face. The xuanlin clan leader nodded and said in a deep voice: "I've really seen it, but more than 100 years ago, the medicine book on the other side was thrown into the sea by the clan leader of that term so as to poison the people. How does your highness know? Is it... Is it still there?"

There was a faint excitement in the head Zhao's eyes. If there was that book, why would the xuanlin family become the next three families?

Song Ningyu shook his head in Zhao's hopeful eyes: "I don't know. It's just that a friend of mine won the Manduo flower, so I asked. Since the patriarch wants me to help, please don't hide it from me!"

The patriarch shook his head and murmured, "no, no, how dare I treat your highness with a heart of concealment. Your highness is tired all the way. Please have a rest earlier!"

Clan leader xuanlin walked in a hurry. Looking at the footsteps, it was like someone was running after him! Chen Hua looked at the back of the patriarch, touched his chin and picked his eyebrow: "this patriarch must be abnormal. I've been watching outside all day. This patriarch Zhao is either the best person or the worst person. You must be careful."

Song Ningyu's room is next to xuehuang's, while Kan Hua's room is next to Ning Ningyu's. Yao Lao, who was preparing to leave behind, automatically and spontaneously stayed under song Ningyu's eyes.

Song Ningyu invited the old Yao into the room. The old Yao glanced at the little doctor, looked at the crowd, and said in a deep voice, "it's no small matter. I just want to talk to your highness alone."

The little doctor raised her eyebrows coldly: "I'm really promising, disciple, let's go."

With a muffled smile, he went out with the little doctor.

There was also a basin of manzhusha Hua in the room. The low dusk outside the window folded down and folded on the basin of manzhusha Hua, with a blood-colored strange scene. Song Jingyu lowered his eyes and stared at the quiet old medicine on his face.

"Why is my mother's hair white?" but at the age of 40, it's well maintained. How can it be white?

Old Yao moved his ass and sat upright. He looked at Song Ningyu and said in a deep voice, "do you remember the white hair of the high priest?"

Song Ningyu's heart tightened and looked suspiciously at Yao Lao. He just felt that a piece of ice in his heart suddenly shone on the sun: "do you mean that pure hair, originally... Is also black?"

Old Yao nodded, looked at Song Ningyu, looked at him carefully, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know if your highness can see King Jingfeng!"

"Yes." it's King Feng and Wang Zun again! Song Ningyu subconsciously tugged at the skirt in her hand, and her exquisite eyebrows twisted into a ball.

"Your Highness, do you think the high priest is quite similar to King Jingfeng?"

Song Ningyu slapped the table fiercely and stood up. His cold eyes were full of fierce: "if you want to tell me that today's Chunsu high priest is the king Jingfeng of that year, I advise you to save one province! The high priest is only twenty-three or four now. Why did he live more than a hundred years? It's ridiculous!"