The two men looked like two evil beasts. No one used their internal power, but no one showed mercy. They hit the truth with one punch and one foot.
Lianqing stood on one side, anxious. From time to time, she glanced at Song Ningyu, who was drinking tea, and was as anxious as a knife.
"Your Majesty, if these two people continue to fight like this, the peach blossom tree will be killed by them!"
Song Ningyu didn't make a sound. She slowly stretched out her hand and took out the string. A good string contained huge internal force at Song Ningyu's fingertips. She let go. The powerful internal force was like a sharp blade to the two people who were hard to give up.
Song Ningyu slowly retracted his income and said in a deep voice, "Gong Zilin, from now on, it's irrelevant for you and me to marry men and women. You and I should rely on our abilities in the matter of Tangmen."
Gong Zilin was so angry that she let out a mouthful of blood. Song Ningyu thought he would turn around and go directly, but he saw Gong Zilin stride and sit down beside song Ningyu. He angrily said, "do you want me to go? I won't go! Lianqing, go and clean up your Majesty's room. Your royal highness, I want to live!"
Lian Qing looked at Gong Zilin in some embarrassment. The strength of the two men was not vague at all. The eye socket was even more green than his Majesty's panda eye. When he looked at the faces on both sides, they were swollen. The originally beautiful faces were now green and white. He couldn't bear to look straight at them.
She held back her smile and murmured, "Your Majesty's room... Childe Ouyang has stayed."
Gong Zilin stared at the bruised Ouyang Huo in front of him and said coldly, "won't you move out his bed! You should know that I am the only one who can sleep in your majesty!"
This remark was too straightforward, and Ouyang Huo's face on the opposite side suddenly turned black. Lianqing's face, which had been red, suddenly became more red. She looked at Song Ningyu, but saw song Ningyu holding a tea lamp and said quietly, "Lianqing, throw out your majesty Tang Huang."
Lianqing looked at Song Ningyu and then looked at his majesty Tang Huang. She sighed helplessly. Alas, sin!
Gong Zilin flashed into the bedroom behind song Ningyu. You don't have to think about it. It's song Ningyu's!
Ouyang Huo came with Gong Zilin at the same time. As a result, they fought again in the room. Lianqing took song Ningyu to a wheelchair and sat down, pushing her to quickly disappear into the pavilion. When the two people finished playing, there was no song Ningyu!
The two stared at each other's ugly, bruised face and smiled.
The two men who were still struggling had already sat in the pavilion and drank wine. Long Fei didn't offend the emperor and the former Emperor, so he had to say hello to everything he wanted.
Ouyang Huo sat in front of the railing of the pavilion and looked lazy: "I never thought that I would drink with you one day."
Gong Zilin sat opposite Ouyang Huo, holding a wine pot and humming coldly: "I didn't expect to drink with my rival."
After three rounds of wine, Ouyang Huo was teetering. Gong Zilin held Ouyang Huo's wine jar and poured it into death! He has only one purpose tonight. Pour down Ouyang fire and get it all done!
Ouyang shook his hand angrily and drank like a big knot on his tongue: "no... no, no, no, I'm drunk."
Gong Zilin picked up his eyebrows. He was drunk. He picked up Ouyang Huo who was going to fall to the ground and asked with a smile, "what's the relationship between you and my wife?"
Ouyang Huo was stunned. Suddenly, he pulled at the wine jar in Gong Zilin's hand and took a big sip. He murmured, "friend, what else does it matter if she treats me as a friend? I want to have something to do..."
Bang, with a sound, Ouyang Huo fell luxuriously to the ground from Gong Zilin's hand. Ouyang Huo narrowed his eyes and looked around. He sat up with some difficulty.
Gong Zilin snorted coldly. What else do you want? Dream!
He touched the wine jar in ouyanghuo's hand with the wine jar, and held the jar in ouyanghuo's hand to fill him.
"What's the matter with my lady? How can she talk nonsense?"
Ouyang Huo staggered to his feet, pointed to his hand and shouted: "Ning to... Her!"
Ouyang fire fell to the ground with a bang. Lianqing ran over from outside the pavilion and looked worried at Ouyang fire falling to the ground. It was a concern on his face: "ouch, your majesty has been waiting for no one to return. He specially asked the maidservant to come to look for someone. Why did you drink so much?"
Gong Zi glanced and Ouyang Huo said coldly, "you deserve it! I'm going to find my wife, so you don't have to follow me."
Lian, Gong Zilin of the Qing Dynasty, said in a hurry, "Your Majesty's tonic is still stewed in the small kitchen outside the house. Your majesty doesn't want to see you. You......" before he finished, Gong Zilin didn't appear.
Lian cleaned her eyes. Ouyang Huo, who was three meters and five meters drunk, sighed helplessly. Fortunately, he came quickly. Otherwise, if he said this, he estimated that his Majesty's calm nature could tear him in silence!
Lianqing doesn't have the Kung Fu to find another room for Ouyang Huo. She throws down the man who fell in the pavilion, turns and strides towards her Majesty's room, but she must not let Gong Zilin contact with song Ningyu, otherwise she will be found.
Lianqing was running along the corridor. In his Majesty's room, something broke the door in a parabola in the night and was kicked out of the house.
Lianqing stood at the door and was scraped back by a strong afterforce. She took three steps to stabilize herself. She couldn't help sweating for his majesty Tang Huang who was kicked out.
In spring, it rained heavily. Gong Zilin climbed out of the shallow stream opposite song Ningyang's room with his waist. His hair, which was once gorgeous and floating like an immortal, was now messy into a chicken nest, with several pieces of green grass and peach petals hanging on his head.
The water was dripping in the water from the brocade robe he was pulled to the East and West. The water droplets were rippling in the shallow stream. A beautiful and charming face was so angry that it was black that it could not return to its heyday.
Song Ningyu's cold voice came out of the door.
"Lian Qing, if this person comes within ten steps of me next time, you will kick him out."
Lian Qing looked sympathetically at Gong Zilin with a slightly distorted face, blessed him, turned and walked into the room, closed the door and shut Gong Zilin's distorted face outside the door.
Reaching out to pour song Ningyu a cup of tea, Lian Qing stood beside her and was worried: "Your Majesty, if you go on like this, you will find it with your childe's strength. What can you do then?"
Song Ningyu pinched the lukewarm tea cup in her hand. The darkness in front of her made her very uncomfortable. She held the cup and asked Lian Qing, "what day is it now?"
Lian Qing looked at the moonlight in the sky: "it's just past midnight." song Ningyu suddenly felt that the night was getting longer and longer. Anyway, now she has no feeling about day and night.