Chapter 741

The cold wind rolled up the black fallen leaves on the ground, and occasionally the bodies of several birds sent out a stench on the roadside.

Save the people? There is no need for that. Now, it is her resentment with the man in black and the poisonous devil!

"Your Highness! Your highness, I'm not good for you. Your highness doesn't want you to do this. You shouldn't give you the selfforgetting potion. It's bad for you. You mistakenly believe in the traitor and think he is the lover of your highness. So you gave the selfforgetting potion to your highness. Your highness is bad for you."

Song Ningyu stopped in the slanting rain. She slowly leaned over and helped Lian Qing kneeling on the ground. Think about the past events of her and Gong Zilin. What point did she try her best to love? Didn't she mistook her lover?

"Get up."

Lian Qing looked at Song Ningyu in surprise. She showed a dagger in her hand and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, it's the slave and maid. This is the antidote stolen from your majesty. If your highness doesn't feel relieved, stab the slave and maid twice!"

Lianqing held a small blue bottle in her white fingers in the rain. Song Ningyu shook her head slightly, lowered her eyes and said, "it's not necessary. I remember those past events."

Lian Qing looked at Song Ningyu in surprise. She sat on the ground fiercely: "Your Highness..."

"I've known since you added the colorless and tasteless medicine to the cake and she couldn't remember Fengwu. The respect in your mouth is the Lord of the killing rain hall." song Ningyu glanced at Lianqing sitting in the heavy rain and walked a little blankly. She didn't know where to go.

Lianqing looked at her far away back and sat in the heavy rain crying, but no one paid attention.

Song Ningyu turned the long blue stone road and walked aimlessly. He reached into his sleeve and touched it. He was surprised to find that there were several seven color flowers in her sleeve, which had withered. She stood by the stone railing under the stone bridge and threw the seven color flowers in her hand into the water.

On the opposite bridge head, an umbrella slowly appeared. The man's purple and gold robe floated with the wind in the gray raindrops, and the purple outer yarn clothes became dreamy with the wind. The man walked slowly to the top of the stone bridge with a purple and gold dragon's 48 bone oil paper umbrella.

There was a gentle air between the masculine and noble, and the fierce and domineering were exposed. Song Ningyu narrowed his eyes and couldn't see the man's fuzzy face.

She only saw that large magnolias were embroidered on the purple and gold robes. The man slowly approached her. Every step was as light as an immortal, and his smiling face was as bright as the sunshine in the spring. Song Ningyu suddenly understood that the spring breeze was not as beautiful as you!

The raindrops fell into the water and made countless circles. The man stood in front of her with a folding umbrella, just as the crying and noisy little emperor was angry more than 100 years ago. If it rained heavily, he would stand on the stone bridge and cry alone, and then wait for him to come to find someone with an umbrella. It was clear that there were so many eunuchs and maidens in the Imperial Palace, but she was so stubborn.

His tone was deep and bright, full of roundness and sexuality, as if whispering: "such a big person, it's time to learn the way of governing the country and the world."

Song Ningyu looked blankly at the man in front of her. She murmured in surprise, "are you... Pure?"

The first time she saw Chunsu wearing colors other than white, she didn't expect that Chunsu was not only suitable for the pure white without a trace of impurities, but also suitable for wearing a purple gold robe. However, there was a bit of fierce domineering and deterrence all over her body, three points of gentleness and three points of fierce contradiction.

Pure vegetable slightly bent her fingers, scraped slightly on her nose, spoiled and helplessly looked at her: "I laid such a solid situation for you, but you repeatedly destroyed it. Now, even I am exhausted."

Song Ningyu looked a little stiff. She stared at Chunsu, who had calculated the whole world for her, but she resisted again and again. She always thought that she could be free after resisting, but she didn't know that every time she resisted, she made a mess of the solid situation!

Seeing song Ning Yu's annoyed look, Chun Su pinched her nose slightly and said with a helpless smile, "I lied to you."

Song Ning Yu lowered her eyes, looked at the flowers under the bridge that had been hit into the water by the rain, and murmured, "Chunsu, I don't know anything. Do you hate me?"

She became cautious and scared. There was no one in the world who was willing to calculate the whole world for her.

Holding an umbrella, Chunsu pulled off the purple and gold robe and covered her. The Xinchang body was perfectly outlined by the long shirt. A magnolia style purple and gold jade belt hung loosely and lazily at her waist, outlining a perfect waist line. Song Ningyu was stunned. Over the years, why didn't she really see it? It turned out that Chunsu was rare in the world.

"The man in the bath that day... Is it you?" song Ningyu looked at the bridge with some squeaking, his fingers agitating the wide clothes.

Chunsu was in a state of bewilderment. He raised song Ningyu's chin, and the corners of his lips aroused a kind of evil smile: "Your Highness... Do you want to try again?"

Song Ningyu lowered his eyes, looked away from his face, and looked at the Wang River under the circle of stone bridges in silence. It turns out that man is really pure.

In this world, there is always someone who will do his best for you. However, when you want to give your world to him, you find that you have nothing. Everything she has is pure to her, even the former Gong Zilin.

"Chun Su, why did I lose my memory when I was 13?" she only remembered that her mother died, but she didn't remember anything else! Because she has been to Huangdao, he Lianxing will know her with a smile! That time in the black street of Tangguo, when Chunsu saw her, she was full of surprise. She couldn't see, but it doesn't mean that she won't know now!

"Your Highness has lived an ordinary life. Remembering these may not be a good thing." Chunsu sighed slightly. He turned his face and looked at Song Ningyu seriously. His pure white hair slipped from behind to in front of him. The cold hair brushed song Ningyu's face with the wind. His mother's little white hair has experienced such torture. What about Chunsu with white hair?

"Chunsu, later. I'll protect you." song Ningyu pursed her lips. Her white hand slowly held Chunsu's hand. Chunsu's cool big hand tightly held her warm little hand.

Pure plain eyes were slightly cool and said with a smile: "now, the little apprentice who is a teacher has also grown up."

In the rainstorm, a black figure leaned against the mottled wall in the dark of Qingshi long street, and a pair of black ink eyes like stars stared at the two people who walked slowly up the stone bridge with their hands tightly fastened.