Chapter 859

"It's very toxic. However, it's already a little bit. Give me another two days and you'll be able to solve it." he Lianxing smiled firmly and pressed several mechanisms. Song Ningyu only heard the stone gate move slowly, and the chill in the room suddenly decreased by more than half.

Ouyang Huo looked at the Tang clan leader and frowned: "ten years ago, when I was Crown Prince Hongmeng, I saw him. At that time, he came to visit as the Tang clan leader. He was gentle, but he was too kind."

Otherwise, he would not be calculated like this by his own son.

Song Ningyu picked her eyebrows. Ten years ago, she was only nine years old. At that time, she was still the carefree eldest lady of Taifu mansion accompanied by her mother. Later, with song Ningxue, she became the second young lady inexplicably.

In the past, all the gratitude and resentment can't beat the clearing of a handful of loess in front of the grave.

He Lianxing smiled and put the needle under the pearl light of the night pearl. The dark needle filled the numerous acupoints of Tangmen, large and small. In Lianqing's eyes, it was like a hedgehog.

Song Ningyu pushed back Mrs. Tang, whom Lianqing had given her, and said with a smile, "I have strong internal power. I'm not afraid of the cold. Go and find Gong Zilin. If he goes out alone, I'm afraid he will have an accident. Remember to find him in the highest attic."

Lianqing bit her lip and nodded. As soon as she turned around, she saw that Bai Sui was hurrying down from the long step. Behind Bai Sui, she was followed by Pei Hua and His Majesty the Eastern Emperor. Behind the Eastern Emperor, she was followed by a little empress with anxious eyes.

Kan Hua hurried over from the steps and almost stepped into song Ningyu's arms. She cried and stared at Song Ningyu. One hand shook in front of song Ningyu's eyes. Song Ningyu accurately buttoned her hand down and said with a light smile: "it's just blind. It doesn't matter."

Chen Hua's heart was so painful that he almost lost his meat. He roared at Song Ningyu: "what's not in the way! Do you have to wait until you die to tell us, ah, you're dying. It's not in the way. Anyway, you're still a hero fifteen years later! Song Ningyu, can't you take good care of yourself! Can't you learn from other people's emperors, pet treacherous officials and eat, drink and have fun every day!"

"..." Lian qingmo, misty patriarch, it's really good for you to teach our majesty like this!

Kuan Hua took a sigh of relief, shook song Ningyu's shoulders, and was furious: "it's over. You're still lame. Where's Gong Zilin? He patted me on the chest before to promise not to let you lose a cold hair! It's almost half your life!"

Song Ningyu shook his head, and his tone became a little cold: "you don't have to tell him about this."

Feng Wu, dressed in a magnificent red robe, stood by song Ningyu's loose chair and looked at it for a while. He frowned and asked, "poison under Tang clan?" who has that strength except Tang clan's poison?

Song Ningyu looked up and smiled: "yes, Tangmen leader, I have brought it out for you. Next, you should know what to do?"

Feng Wu glanced at Murong nishang, the little female emperor who tried to squeeze into song Ningyu's side, slapped her and pushed her to song Ningyu's side. Nishang stared at Song Ningyu, stretched out her thin white hand and shook it in front of song Ningyu's eyes. She couldn't believe her eyes and murmured, "sister... Sister, you... You really can't see?"

Song Ningyu reached out and touched the little empress's soft long hair. Her tone was a little more gentle: "this is a secret. The little emperor should remember to keep it secret for me."

Murong nishang stared at Song Ningyu with wet brown eyes and murmured, "sister, aren't you afraid? It's so dark..."

Ouyang's fire leaned against the cold wall, his eyes fell on song Ningyu, and his eyes were silent.

He Hua wiped two tears and clenched his teeth: "I must figure out this account with Tangmen! Ning Yu, can you cure it?"

Song Ningyu pinched Murong nishang's face, smiled at her and said, "nishang, you should remember that if you become a person above 10000 people, you can't easily trust people, even the person closest to you! Once you sit down to that identity, you must bear the responsibility behind that identity."

Murong nishang nodded heavily: "sister, don't worry, I will take back Murong's throne and never teach the imperial power to fall into the hands of traitors and let them harm my people!"

Kuehua slapped Murong nishang on the back of his head and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be tough when talking. I'll help you! Let's go and fight with the treacherous minister now, and then force him to return the throne to you!"

The Eastern Emperor took a smoke from the corner of his mouth. When he wanted to argue, kuehua had rushed out of the basement with Murong nishang in a gust of wind. Song Ningyu rubbed the center of her eyebrows. Lian Qing approached song Ningyu's ear and asked suspiciously: "can the ethereal patriarch's lack of tendons take back the throne for his majesty Xigu of Murong, the western country?"

Song Ningyu rubbed his eyebrows and said lightly, "it's no problem. Go and find Gong Zilin."

He Hua was a lord who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic. When he was in the Eastern Emperor's palace, he made chickens fly and dogs jump. When the Eastern Emperor returned to the palace, he was so angry that he almost gushed out his old blood. What does she want to do? It's always better to have the Eastern Emperor behind her. After all, someone finally comes to clean up the mess for her!

Lianqing walked out of the basement in three steps.

In the basement, except for the occasional sound of Helian Xingxiao dispensing medicine and walking around, everything was silent and terrible. If she could not detect the smell of Ouyang fire opposite, song Ningyu would even think that she was left alone in the space.

When a person falls into silence, he will begin to think about things.

Only in a quiet environment, people's mind is the most active. Song Ningyu's efforts to see everything in front of him are always in vain.

In the past, she always felt unwilling to be calm. When she really passed the magnificent, she found that she paid too much for this magnificent, and even buried herself in the end.

Song Ningyu's lips were dry, and there was no wind in the basement. She sat motionless in her wheelchair, closed her eyes as if she were asleep, and her slender eyelashes trembled slightly under the bright pearl of the night pearl.

Ouyang Huo looked at her and was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he walked across from her to her side and sat beside her with the long ladder. In fact, he knew that she was afraid of the night. Just as she was afraid of killing.

The basement fell into silence again. Song Ningyu felt that she was struggling even to breathe. The silence drowned her. She quietly held the blanket covering her legs. Her exquisite and slightly round face has become a lot sharp and angular, and she is a little thin.

Ouyang Huo's outstretched hand paused in the air and slowly took it back, laughing at himself.

Song Ningyu didn't know how long she had been silent. Finally, footsteps came from the long winding steps, accompanied by a touch of anxiety.