Chapter 767

Aunt Mo nodded: "when ah Gu left, I wanted to go with him, but he wanted me to live, even his share. Ning Yu, the reason why they did those things before they died was because they gave you all their hopes and aspirations. You should live well."

Song Ningyu took a deep breath. She held the bowls and lanterns and looked at lying quietly on the cold jade bed. It was as if she was asleep. The slender eyelashes were hard to pull. She opened a bitter smile: "aunt Mo, I'm not good. I owe him so much."

"In this world, there is a cycle of cause and effect. You should return what others should return to you. It will always be clear. Everything in front of you is actually the best arrangement of fate." aunt Mo sat under the fluffy cushion and threw a knowing smile at Song Ningyu.

Kan Hua and he Lianxing smiled and stood in the study, looking at the pictures one by one, glanced at the busy eight women in white and asked, "what are you doing?"

This is a separate courtyard. It is also the place where Chun Su has always lived. It is not connected with other Jinse prosperous houses.

The eight women lowered their eyes and said lightly, "the priest once told us that if they died, we would preside over the cremation here." if you look closer, you will find that all the lights of the night pearl have been replaced by oil lamps, and the paintings in the room have not moved.

Chen Hua nodded. She pursed her lips and suddenly felt a little sad in her heart. She was sad for song Ningyu? Or do you feel sorry for the high priest who did everything for this opportunity and ended up with nothing? If people don't accompany each other, then no matter how deep love is, it doesn't have any effect.

She felt a little headache, but turned around and saw that under the winding jade steps all the way, aunt Mo came up step by step with song Ningyu, who had fallen asleep. She gasped and handed song Ningyu to Helian Xingxiao. Helian smiled and walked out of the study with song Ningyu in her arms. Song Ningyu was not suitable to come back to this place.

Aunt Mo walked beside helianxing's smile and asked in a deep voice, "what did you add to the bowl? She fell down as soon as she finished drinking!"

He Lianxing smiled and paused slightly. He looked back and looked at the fire suddenly burning in the elegant courtyard. His eyes were slightly dark. The goddess rushed towards the fire. On one side, Kan Hua quickly fished people back and said in a deep voice: "this is his last wish! What are you going to do!"

The goddess shook off Kan Hua's hand and knelt fiercely on the ground. She roared hoarsely, "if the high priest hadn't spied on the fate of heaven, how could he come to such an end now!"

He Hua looked at the goddess with cold eyes and warned in a deep voice: "the high priest is being cremated. This time I don't do it to you in the face of the high priest. Next time you don't think clearly and talk nonsense here, don't blame me for the incompatibility between the ethereal family and the goddess of heaven!"

He Lianxing smiled and looked down at Song Ningyu, who had closed his eyes in his arms, and sighed slightly. The sky burning light exploded. Eight women in white stood quietly beside the luxurious and elegant couch. On the collapse, there was Chunsu's face very similar to song Ningyu, and the exquisite face was quickly annihilated in the fire.

"The high priest gave me a bottle of medicine, and I added it to the bird's nest. After drinking it, it may make her feel better, so from now on, no one can mention the pure high priest in front of his majesty." he Lianxing smiled and finally looked at the fire rising into the sky. The beautiful and cold snow in the sky fell into the beautiful scenery like the temple in heaven.

A dark figure rushed in from outside the jade step and stared at the fire rising into the sky. Mo Qilin looked deeply at Song Ningyu lying in helianxing's smiling arms and said nothing.

Compared with the weeping and heartbroken goddess, Mo Qilin was much calmer. He stood quietly at the door of the refined courtyard and watched the magnolia trees in the courtyard disappear with the fire. His eyes were slightly dark. The past was not unbearable, but it would hurt his whole body when he looked back.

People have an instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. They will naturally choose to forget the bad things that make them uncomfortable and automatically look for the good things.

Kan Hua stood quietly at the door, and the eldest sun Wuxie stood quietly beside aunt Mo and said softly, "go back to the palace with your majesty, Prime Minister's house, I will deal with it."

"OK." aunt Mo gradually disappeared into the exquisite and elegant attic corridor with Helian's smile.

Song Ningyu had a dream. She dreamed that she had a long past with the high priest. That was the early year of emperor Wenyuan, but emperor Wenyuan, who was 12 or 13, vowed to point to King Jingfeng and said she would marry him as the queen.

She also dreamed that in the silent afternoon when the flowers were blooming, she secretly climbed into the yard of King Feng Zun. The childe under the flowers was as beautiful as flowers. At that time, she couldn't help kissing King Feng Zun gently, but she hurried away because of her guilty heart.

She dreamed that the fire that day forced her to the cliff. Finally, Jingfeng took her back and threatened to make her queen. She was full of royal and noble blood. How could she be willing! He used a dagger to end himself.

Song Ningyu, who seemed to have only a wisp of soul left, stood quietly in the heavenly palace and looked at those people coming and going. Chunsu passed her anxiously and fearfully. At that time, Chunsu was amazing in her Dragon Robe!

Later, the heavenly palace became a place for priests, and the main hall of the Imperial Palace was moved to the palace below the heavenly palace.

Countless people passed song Ningyu in the heavenly palace. She looked at emperor Wenyuan and King Jingfeng in those years. The past surged like a tide and retreated quickly. Song Ningyu slowly opened his eyes. The snowflakes outside the window were falling in succession. The carbon in the room found bright red and warm temperature.

Cigarettes are curling in the four cauldrons in front of the bed.

There were people standing in front of her bed, including a woman in white, one of the nine pure attendants. When the woman saw that song Jingyu woke up, a trace of joy flashed in her eyes and said to song Jingyu, "Your Majesty is awake. This is the letter left by the priest to your majesty and the Firebird. The slave and maid task has been completed and leave."

Chen Hua sat in front of the bed and stared at Song Ningyu without blinking. He Lianxing smiled and sat aside, holding a Book of imperial art in his hand. The pale yellow title page exuded warm brightness in the sun. The room was very quiet, even the sound of small hail and snow outside the window was very clear.

"Your Majesty? Are you all right?" Chen Hua stretched out his hand and shook it in front of song Ningyu. Aunt Mo grabbed it and scolded with a smile: "how can you be so rude in front of your majesty!"

He Hua glanced at Song Ningyu's eyes, full of worry.