Chapter 903

The man opposite looked down and thought about her words. Shan Feng's eyes were full of light: "my father was very angry at the news of your Majesty's death, but now, even if he was angry, there was nothing to do." after all, the little Female Emperor didn't speak, so these people didn't work well.

Murong nishang patted the table and stood up angrily. He said in a cold voice, "the traitors of Wensi generation are not worthy to sit on my throne! As long as I still have one breath, I will kill their followers!"

Xiao Baobao clapped his palm on one side: "it's really neon!"

Song Ningyu rubbed her eyebrows and Murong nishang exposed herself in front of the man. She was too impatient. She was a child and didn't know how to be measured.

Gong Zilin stood behind song Ningyu's wheelchair, with a trace of helplessness on a demon's face. Alas, how can the little female emperor carry the big seat alone?

"Your Majesty? Are you really your majesty? The national funeral..." the man opposite didn't see much shock. On the contrary, there was a full understanding in his transparent eyes. Maybe he knew all this early in the morning.

Murong nishang snorted coldly, sat back in his chair and said in a deep voice, "the treacherous minister, Mr. Wen Sishi, won the throne. Why, is the Yanse Iron Shop rebellious by the Royal Enhao?"

"The grass-roots people dare not. The grass-roots people just heard my father mention his majesty. It was an accident to see his majesty today. My father is worried about his Majesty's safety. I wonder if your majesty is willing to go back with the grass-roots people and discuss major issues with my father."

Murong nishang looked at Song Ningyu, who was silent. He twisted the thin cloak under the table with both hands, bowed his head and muttered, "I..."

"Don't you dare, your majesty? Or are you afraid to set ambush in the grass people's house?" the handsome man sitting opposite Murong's neon clothes smiled, and an inexplicable light was shining in Shan Feng's narrow eyes. This man really can't be underestimated.

"Give me a reason to believe you!" Murong nishang sat quietly at the table. All her emotions were restrained. Song Ningyu couldn't guess what she wanted to do for a while and a half.

"Your Majesty ordered my father to contact all the ministers and the grass people. General Xuanwu is a friend of the grass people. He once declared that if you see your Majesty's real person, you are willing to help your majesty."

"This is a matter of the Western kingdom. I can't bother you any more. I'll leave now." song Ningyu sat in a wheelchair and patted Murong nishang's thin shoulder.

"But if the landlord knows that someone wants to kill her again, no matter who it is, the landlord will kill the nine families!"

Gong Zilin pushes song Ningyu out of the gate. Xiao Baobao sees that song Ningyu has left. She looks at Murong's nishang, song Ningyu's back and toots her mouth.

"Baby, go back and don't let your brother worry." there are black-and-white double differences behind Xiao Baobao. There are no less than ten people who can defeat these two people in the northern region.

Xiao Baobao bit his teeth and shook his head: "I'm not leaving. I want to accompany you here! I must go to the palace with you and ask brother Wens clearly!"

Ouyang Huo lowered his eyes and sighed. It's good.

Gong Zilin pushed song Ningyu's wheelchair all the way fast. On the third watch of the month, the two returned to the Xiao family. There was no curfew in the Xiao family. The sixteen domestic servants standing at the door were all top experts. Seeing Gong Zilin pushing song Ningyu back in a hurry, they glanced suspiciously behind them.

"Where is my little lady now? The patriarch ordered that the little lady should see him as soon as she returned to the house."

Song Ningyu twisted her eyebrows and said, "take me to see patriarch Xiao."

Through the zigzag corridor, song Ningyu's wheelchair moved towards the main courtyard of the Xiao nationality. When turning, she fiercely touched LAN rou. LAN Rou looked at the two people in surprise and apologized: "sorry, you two don't... Lin Lang? Are you Lin Lang?"

LAN Rou looked at Gong Zilin in women's clothes and was stunned.

Gong Zilin glanced at her coldly and shouted, "get out of the way!"

LAN Rou stared at Gong Zilin's far away figure and wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh again.

If it weren't for song Ningyu, Gong Zilin wouldn't wear such clothes at all. Why on earth? Why does Gong Zilin listen to song Ningyu like this! She clenched her fist tightly, and her clear eyes were gradually filled with resentment.

The patriarch of the Xiao family is in the pharmacy with the master of the saint doctor's pavilion. I don't know what he is studying. Dozens of red stoves in the whole room are stewing hot medicine.

In the room, all kinds of medicine scents mixed together and turned into a strange smell.

Song Ning's shock wave frowns, and Gong Zilin pushes song Ning Yu into the room.

The master of the saint doctor's Pavilion is busy. There are dozens of exquisite boxes at the top. The appearance of the boxes is different, but they are all consistent and exquisite.

"Where's the baby?" Xiao Kun frowned and looked behind song Ningyu. With the baby's temper, it should be that people arrive first before they arrive. Why hasn't there been a response for so long?

"I found the little female emperor of the Western kingdom. The baby made friends with her and stayed with her. With her, there was Ouyang fire and the difference between black and white." song Ningyu simply told me what he had said. The master of the saint doctor Pavilion threw down his things and stood in front of song Ningyu with sharp and cold eyes!

"You! You know she's in poor health. Why don't you bring her back? If something happens to her outside, I'll give up all my previous efforts! Song Ningyu, you're too self righteous! Where is she? I'll pick her up!" the master of the saint doctor's pavilion was in a hurry and tightly pulled song Ningyu's skirt.

Gong Zilin's cold hand tightly clasped the hand of the master of the holy medical Pavilion, and his whole body was cold and murderous: "my man, you'd better put your attitude right!"

The master of Shengyi Pavilion fiercely released the hand holding song Ningyu's skirt, and his face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip.

"Tomorrow we're going to Heishan hell. It's not safe to leave her here!"

"Xiao clan! Nearly 100 jinkuang collapsed and stopped work. I believe Xiao clan leader should know why after all." song Ningyu threw down two words and turned out of the attic.

The master of Shengyi Pavilion frowned and stared at Gong Zilin's pink dress. Suddenly, he smiled again. Lang Lang's laughter rang in the dark night, startling the birds perching on the beam to fly one after another.

There is a courtyard in front of song Ningyu's door. The open space in the courtyard is relatively large. She whistled in the air, and her internal force sent her whistle far away.

Gong Zilin stood behind her, frowning slightly. It was rainy in spring. It was not long after it was quiet. It began to rain one after another. Song Ningyu sat in the somewhat empty yard. She blew every half a cup of tea, and the lark still disappeared.

"Is there anything wrong?" Gong Zilin pulled the jade hairpin off his head and pulled a new hair. At least it looks much better than that feminine hair, but it's really no better to reflect such a woman's dress.

"No, I know it. At this time, it will escape to a quiet place to recover. Wait for me to give it a signal! It's about a little far away. Wait."