Chapter 790

She caught some sobs in her fragile tone: "Ning Yu, why don't you send me a letter? You don't know how worried I am when Gong Zilin returns to the court."

Song Ningyu patted her on the shoulder and said with a muffled smile, "you're married now. It's a pity that you didn't drink your wedding wine."

Mu Qianxun was stunned in Song Ningyu's arms. She raised her head, took song Ningyu's hand and said with a smile: "this is Huangdao. It's so beautiful and luxurious!"

Song Ningyu picked her eyebrows and said with a proud smile, "this is nature. Let's go and take you to see the scenery in Huangdao."

Song Ningyu took mu Qianxun through the whole Huangdao. She wanted to play all the interesting, good-looking and fun things in the Huangdao with mu Qianxun!

Feng doesn't want to follow mu Qianxun with a smile and doesn't speak.

When Wang Zun cleaned up the mess and went to find song Ningyu, Feng, who was ignored by the two women, finally had a target to talk to!

Deep in the night, two sisters who had not seen each other for a long time slept in the same bed. Mu Qianxun put on song Ningyu's Dragon Robe and stood in front of him to speak. The appearance of righteous words made the two people laugh. Standing outside the door, Lianqing listened to the laughter inside, and the corners of her lips raised unconsciously.

Having been bored, mu Qianxun took off his Dragon Robe and threw it aside. He lay beside song Ningyu and said lazily: "the Dragon Robe here is softer and more expensive than that of Tang country. The scenery here is five steps, one Pavilion, eight steps and one Pavilion. He picked the stars by hand, which is luxurious and domineering..."

Song Ningyu lay on the bed and raised her eyebrows. "Just say what you want to say, why turn?" the two people were so familiar with each other that there was no need to turn around like this.

Mu Qianxun sat at the edge of the bed. Her colorful brocade skirt reflected the bright floor under her feet. She clearly saw her slightly sad look: "Ning Yu, you have become the emperor of the imperial island. What about Gong Zilin?"

Mu Qianxun also lay on the bed. She pillowed song Ningyu's hand. Her bright eyes reflected her slightly excited mood.

Seeing that song Ningyu was just silent and didn't speak, mu Qianxun felt uneasy with someone scratching: "you have so many difficulties. Ningyu, do you really want to give up? Ningyu, a generation is not long, you don't want to spend it like this."

Song Ningyu glanced at the corners of his mouth and gave a faint hum.

Mu Qianxun sat up with a black hair. The long hair was scattered and slipped over song Ningyu's face with a thin itch. She stretched out her hand to wipe her face, but she didn't know when it began. Wet marks were dripping on her face.

"You hum what hum! Ning Yu, I'm serious. Gong Zilin has left the back palace vacant. Now I'm Princess Chihiro. Ning Yu, there's nothing wrong with you being the queen. You don't have to be half dead like the emperor."

Song Ningyu sat up. She looked at the water drops on her fingertips and her eyes were slightly inky: "why should I attach myself to people? Chihiro, for so many days, I always know what I want, whether the emperor or the latter, is doomed, and you and I can't change it."

Chihiro sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Song Ningyu's eyes. She was unbelievably disappointed. She pulled song Ningyu's bright yellow inner shirt and angrily said, "destiny? Song Ningyu, since when did you recognize your life? Didn't you say at that time? My life is mine, not heaven! What life do you recognize!"

The cold wind outside the window lattice blew in, and a vague moon appeared in the bright paper window behind the landing screen. The plain gauze curtain was blown as if flying by the wind. It was clear that there was silver carbon in the room, but song Ningyu still felt cold. She stood up from the bed with her lips and came to the lily carved window.

When I opened the window, several blood red plum blossoms outside were opening vigorously. There were seven days left, which was the new year.

"Chihiro, don't say I've changed like this. If I haven't changed today, I won't live anymore." her tone was as gentle as the long spring breeze, but with a kind of sadness of the passing of spring and the coming of autumn.

Mu Qianxun rushed over and took song Ningyu in his arms. Now mu Qianxun is half a head shorter than song Ningyu and stands next to song Ningyu. Fortunately, it's not too hard for her.

"I'm not good, Ning Yu. I want to protect you most, but in the end, you've always been protecting me." Mu Qianxun has never heard song Ningyu say such words in such a desperate to calm tone. Song Ningyu has experienced something in recent years. Although she doesn't know everything, she also knows through vague news that she has been very hard.

Every step she took was forcing her.

Forced her to give up innocence, give up that kindness, that mind, forced her to become cruel, cold and ruthless!

Years will always polish the weak edges and corners of people, and finally turn you into a circle, forcing you to roll farther and farther.

Song Ningyu rubbed Chihiro's long black hair and said with a light smile, "I didn't expect that Chihiro has married a woman now."

Mu Qianxun lowered his eyes and looked at the bloody plum blossom outside the window with a trembling tone: "that day... Someone came to the palace to assassinate, hibiscus died, Ning Yu, at the beginning... If I hadn't inadvertently blocked a sword for me, I would have died."

Song Ningyu sighs helplessly that Hibiscus is a good girl. It turns out that this is the reason why mu Qianxun married Feng unintentionally.

"Well... Does the prime minister know?" everyone said that the prime minister's marriage to Princess Chihiro was a combination of power. In fact, only I knew the bitterness.

Mu Qianxun nodded, looked at the moon and said, "he knows, he knows who the person in my heart is, but he said, it doesn't matter. Ning Yu, I have no way. I don't want to see Qian Chen every day. There is no one around me and no one behind me. I'm already very tired. Ning Yu, have you been so tired?"

Song Ningyu lowered her eyes and looked at the reflection of two people on the spar floor. Reluctantly, she stretched out her hand and pinched mu Qianxun's nose. In between, she seemed to understand why Chunsu liked to treat her like this, because she liked it, because she spoiled it, and because of helplessness and heartache.

Now she found that when she didn't see Chunsu, Chunsu looked at her quietly with an affectionate and helpless look.

"It's getting late. Go to bed."

Seeing song Ningyu didn't want to say anything more, Chihiro also fell into silence. After all, who is right and who is wrong, no one wants to argue again.

Time has a strange magic power. As time becomes long, those important things are no longer so important, affectionate things are no longer so affectionate, and everything becomes dispensable.