Chapter 771

He turned around, lifted his clothes and robes towards song Ning, knelt upright and rigorous: "minister, the guilty minister has been killed."

This move shocked all the people in the Huangdao. It was a move to kill chickens and show monkeys. Those people knew it well, so they defected one after another to intercede for their eldest sun Wuxie.

Song Ningyu's policy is that the eldest sun of the left phase is innocent, and the right phase cloud comes to support the chaotang and leaves the court. Song Ningyu is sitting quietly on the exquisite pavilion with the idea of preparing to be a shopkeeper, looking at the high tower of the heavenly palace with cool eyes.

A warm smile came from behind: "what are you doing here? Huangdao must have a cold period of half a month from this time of year to the new year, but it suddenly snowed this year."

The snow outside the landing screen of the attic is falling in profusion. Song Ningyu wears a imperial robe and a yellow cloak woven with a golden dragon. She looks up slightly and looks at the star viewing Pavilion of the heavenly palace. Looking at the star viewing pavilion from here, she seems to see it more clearly, but now the wind and snow intersect, with more blurred beauty.

The Chimonanthus chinensis, which had not been opened for a long time, bloomed vigorously. I still remember when she came to Huangdao. The wind and snow mixed with her slight sigh: "half a year ago, everything had not changed."

Lianqing went to the attic, looked at Song Ningyu's look, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, childe Ouyang, please see me."

He Lianxing smiled and sat lazily in the pavilion in the terrace, nodded to Lianqing and said with a smile: "now it's time to cook wine with snow. Go and invite him."

Lian Qing looks at Song Ningyu with expressionless eyes. She drops her eyes and retreats, ready to invite Ouyang fire.

Ouyang Huo has too many things hidden in his heart. Song Ningyu can forgive him for all things, but there is only one thing that she will never forgive!

When Ouyang Huo came in, the cloak he was wearing was covered with snow, and even the fine hair in front of his forehead was snowy white. The pavilion blocked the wind and snow with bright paper. Inside, there was a basin of bright silver carbon. A small red clay stove was burning vigorously, and the sake in the small stove exuded a light taste.

He looked at Song Ningyu and muttered the cold corners of his lips. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

Song Ningyu didn't look at him, but put a cup in the position facing Ouyang fire. His tone was a little cold: "if you don't know what to say, don't say it. It's cold and cold. Have a drink."

"Ning Yu..." Ouyang Huo lowered his eyes slightly, lifted the green robe and sat down. Song Ning Yu poured him a glass of wine. The wine smell was thick and came to his face, with a chill like snow. The wine was warm, but the smell was cold.

He Lianxing smiled and swept the remaining light from Ouyang Huo's pale face. He pursed his lips and said with a smile: "young master Ouyang, don't worry. Your majesty is slow. You need to think carefully about some words."

Ouyang held the wine lamp on fire and looked down at the slowly melting blue medicine particles in the wine cup. He sank his eyes and drank the wine in one gulp. Song Ningyu drank the wine without saying a word. The corners of his lips slightly hooked and pulled away a sneer.

"Now there are opportunities to say what you want to say." song Ningyu added another cup for him, with cold eyes.

"I know you will lead Tang Er Shao to Huangdao..."

Song Ningyu coldly cut off Ouyang Huo's words: "Ouyang Huo is a fact, why don't you admit it!"

Ouyang Huo turned the white jade wine glass at his fingertips, and the sun outside the pavilion slowly sank to the west, dyeing the sea area bright red and dazzling! In my eyes, it was as amazing as the bright red blood.

"Yes, I was the one who introduced me to Huangdao. I told him about Chunsu. Ning Yu, if you want to blame me and hate me, I have nothing to say." Ouyang Huo finished with one breath and drank the wine in the cup. Seeing song Ning Yu's expressionless face, he poured another glass of wine for him, stretched out his hand and took it. Song Ning Yu clasped his hand.

Her eyes are full of seriousness: "why?" Ouyang Huo is not such a desperate person. He always has three worries and always leaves a way for himself. But now, he is forcing song Ningyu to kill him!

Ouyang Huo smiled coldly. He brushed song Ningyu's hand away and mocked himself in his tone: "why? Because I want Wang Zun to die!"

As soon as he stretched out his neck, he drank half of the glass of wine and looked at Song Ningyu. His eyes became soft: "your decision is right, Ningyu. From then on, you and I are clear!" he stood up slowly. He was a little unstable because of the three glasses of wine. Song Ningyu tightly clenched his fist, Looking at Ouyang Huo who walked out of the top of the attic step by step, his eyes became a little complicated.

He Lianxing rubbed his eyebrows with a smile and said to song Ningyu, "that Baibu heart loving powder is not for fun. Don't you go and have a look?"

Song Ningyu raised her head and looked at the afterglow of the sunset. The calm eyes reflected the color of the sunset like fire. A lark fluttered its wings and flew over, followed by two or three. Gradually, countless larks were spinning around Song Ningyu's pavilion.

Song Ningyu got up and went out. He saw the huge lark flying towards song Ningyu with a scream of joy. The White Snake jumped down from the lark black, and the green snake jumped down with the White Snake, and ran into the pavilion. It was too cold outside the pavilion.

The lark fluttered its wings and stopped in front of song Ningyu. The lark was nearly two and a half adults high, and the pair of wings were huge. Although it had been put away, its fierce momentum became more and more arrogant. Now it seems that the lark has really grown up.

She patted the lark on the shoulder and glanced at the two snakes in the pavilion that almost fell into the brazier. She was unable to laugh or cry, but when she looked under the attic, the originally slightly open smile restrained.

Ouyang Huo stepped on the snow step by step. His steps became more and more distorted until he finally fell into the snow. Song Ningyu slowly pinched the antidote in his hand and glanced at Ouyang Huo who fell into the snow. Finally, his heart was horizontal and collected the antidote into the Dragon Robe.

The White Snake was raised by the snow emperor. Naturally, it can't really follow song Ningyu, so they ran towards the Qingyun temple with the little green snake. Song Ningyu was thinking about how to escape. At this time, he didn't have the leisure to care where the two snakes went.

The night was heavy. Lian Qing changed song Ningyu's leisure clothes. He wore a robe. The childe accumulated jade and the color was beautiful. Song Ningyu looked at the handsome childe in the mirror and nodded with great satisfaction.

Glancing at the three books on the bed, song Ningyu hurried to the bed and put all those books into the package. Lian Qing on one side looked at Song Ningyu anxiously: "Your Majesty, what are you doing!"