Chapter 806

Today, Gong Zilin is very honest. When song Ningyu washes out, Gong Zilin honestly sits on the floor paved by song Ningyu. The floor is made of wood, so she is not afraid of anything. Song Ningyu is not afraid of Gong Zilin catching a cold. Her white and small feet are inadvertently carried by Gong Zilin's side.

Gong Zilin's throat was slightly tight, swallowed his saliva, pulled the quilt and covered the whole person in the quilt.

sleep

Song Ningyu looked suspiciously at the man who suddenly became extremely honest. He just felt that it was strange for a while. What's the matter with him? What did you get stimulated by?

Song Ningyu, who has been tired for three days, is still thinking about burning songs for hundreds of miles. What is in his cigarettes after all? Originally thought, meet again, everything will still be as old, but never thought, it turned out that things have changed before she knew it.

The weird old Valley master died.

Song Ningyu slept very shallow, especially when she slept in another place, so she was very alert to everything around. There was a slight sound outside the door. Song Ningyu narrowed her eyes slightly, fiercely turned over and sat up, pulled off one side's robe and put it on her. She swept her eyes at Gong Zilin lying on the floor and walked out with light hands and feet.

At the foot corner of the rockery, the greasy housekeeper didn't know what he was doing. A small thing came in through the fine crack of the wall. The housekeeper looked around and kicked it into his arms and went away.

Song Ningyu turned around and was covered in her mouth. She stared at the smoke smelling Baili burning song and twisted her eyebrows.

Bai Li Fen Ge put her finger to her lips, motioned her not to make a sound, took song Ning Yu's hand and hurriedly strode towards the long blue stone path full of roses. Baili Shaoge glanced around and started the mechanism. Song Ningyu took him to a secret room, where the figure of an old man was moving slowly.

Song Ningyu stared at the old Valley master. She turned back and looked at the already haggard Baili burning song and raised her eyebrows: "what is this?"

Bai Li Fen Ge shook his head and sighed, "to handle a big case, Ning Yu, don't you find that many people are addicted to this thing when you go back to Tang country?" Bai Li Fen Ge shook the pipe in his hand.

Song Ningyu took the cigarette and smelled it. His eyes flashed a cold: "there's cut tobacco and poppy..." everyone knows what poppy is. It's an addictive thing! In the end, it will deprive a person of his right to be a human being!

She must not let such things fall into Tang country. That thing will destroy Tang country!

As a half healer, song Ningyu is still very familiar with that thing!

"I'm following the housekeeper's clue. Ning Yu, I asked you because I wanted to ask you for help."

Song Ningyu rarely sees Baili burning song with a rigorous face. She nodded: "you say."

"This cut tobacco is mixed with opium poppy, but it can pass through the checkpoint of Tang state and sell it safely. It seems that the man has something to do with the imperial court. By the way, I haven't congratulated you on being your Majesty on Huangdao."

The valley leader stared slightly, looked at Song Ningyu, nodded, and was gratified: "my daughter's family must have suffered a lot at this step, but it doesn't matter if I suffer alone, child. If all the people in the world suffer, it will destroy the world."

Song Ningyu nodded slightly: "I know, I will discuss this matter with him. Don't worry, since I'm here, this case will never be ignored."

It turned out that the valley leader didn't die, but pretended to die to make those people relax their vigilance.

Song Ningyu quietly went back to the attic with Baili burning song. Gong Zilin was still asleep in the attic. Song Ningyu carefully wanted to step on him. Unexpectedly, he suddenly opened his eyes and smiled at her. Song Ningyu immediately felt that his heart was confused.

She was so frightened that she forgot to hold her own foot in Gong Zilin's hand and murmured, "you... What are you doing?"

Gong Zilin played with her feet, approached her and kissed her white, jade like toes with some banter. Song Ningyu's face suddenly turned red. She kicked Gong Zilin with an angry foot and scolded: "hooligans!"

Gong Zilin picked his eyebrows, fiercely pressed people on his body, and the corners of his lips aroused a smile of evil charm. Now the immortal who is falling into the devil's way has a fatal charm.

"Madam, are you going to tell me honestly, or do you want to tell me after you've been punished for your husband?"

Song Ningyu stared at him warily. They looked at each other for a while. Song Ningyu finally told him all the causes and consequences of the incident. Gong Zilin turned over and lay beside her, holding song Ningyu in his arms. It was like a knife cut sword eyebrow flying obliquely on the temples, and a pair of Phoenix eyes flashed a cold light.

He suddenly sat up and began to put on his clothes, from the inner coat to the outer coat. He turned around and scanned his eyes. Sitting on the ground, stunned song Ningyu raised his eyebrows, stuffed a jade crown into song Ningyu's hand, and pulled the person up by the way. His eyes fell on song Ningyu's thin inner clothes in his wide cloak, and his face sank.

"Next time no matter who you see, you'll dress me and go out!"

"What about you?" song Ningyu asked subconsciously.

Gong Zilin sat in front of the dressing mirror, looked at Song Ningyu's meticulous and serious appearance with great interest, and casually replied, "it's natural to wear or not to wear it when you see a husband."

Song Ningyu's delicate face suddenly turned red. Gong Zi was surprised and shouted helplessly: "lady, please be gentle, be gentle, you're going to break!"

Song Ningyu snorted coldly, but his movements were soft. He murmured, "if it's broken, it's useless to keep it!"

"How can it be useless? Without this hair, how can my husband make hair with my wife for a hundred years?"

Song Ningyu glanced at the complacent Gong Zilin. She suddenly found that the goods played hooligans more and more deeply and casually!

He was so angry that he pulled Gong Zilin's hair and made a mess. He shouted angrily, "then you'd better become a monk, forget it!" he threw the horn comb in Gong Zilin's hand, and song Ningyu turned to look for clothes.

Gong Zilin smiled helplessly. Alas, there is a fierce wife at home.

When did the wife become so fierce after all? Gong Zilin didn't notice it. He suddenly thought of song Ningyu, who didn't know martial arts but was a little clever. At that time, her heart was still simple. After all, he didn't take good care of her and let her experience so much torture.

All the edges and corners belonging to song Ningyu were worn away by those experiences.

It is Gong Zilin who is useful to make an originally weak woman become what she is now, a generation of emperors.

He looked at the figure clasping the jade belt in the mirror, and his eyes were slightly dark.