Chapter 947

Gong Qingyue smiled at Gong Zilin and said, "fortunately, I married her to you, ha ha."

Song Ningyu slapped Gong Qingyue on the shoulder, picked his eyebrows and his eyes were light and cold: "what do you mean? Gong Qingyue, I should be glad I didn't fight for that imperial edict!"

Ouyang Huo is a chess basket. Wherever he goes, he wants the next game. Probably because life is too boring, he always needs to find something to amuse himself: "who will play the next game?"

Song Ningyu held her arm and picked her eyebrow: "everyone will cook a dish for tonight's task. If you are idle, hurry to pick some vegetables from the vegetable garden."

Song Ningyu is a lot more cheerful and likes to laugh a lot. She holds her stomach in one hand and takes the vegetable basket in the other. Gong Zilin quickly takes the vegetable basket and says to song Ningyu helplessly, "madam, can you stop? Like a baby, it's good to eat and stay!"

"It's not my fault that your son doesn't stop." song Ningyu righteously pointed to his stomach.

Gong Zi was silent for a while: "I'll hold you. You walk slowly."

"You know, don't you come over like this these months?" song Ningyu grabbed Gong Zilin and still took a big step. Gong Zilin was really afraid that song Ningyu would fall at any step.

Seeing the appearance of the couple, Gong Qingyue was stunned: "this... This"

Ouyang Huo patted Gong Qingyue on the shoulder and said with a smile, "don't be surprised. They were blind, crippled, poisoned and tossed all the way. It's not easy to get to this step. I admire Gong Zilin very much."

Feng Wu leaned back on the chair and looked a little lazy: "it's called dropping one thing."

Song Ningyu is picking melons, fruits and vegetables in the field. Gong Zilin doesn't care what she picks and cares about the master. The young man on one side, with a green face, silently followed behind the two people and would be helped by the two people who stepped on a piece of messy leek.

"Ah Lin, look at this grass. It's very fragrant!" song Ningyu looked down at the trampled leeks under his feet, excited as if he had found something new.

Gong Zilin looked down and said to song Ningyu, "didn't you learn medicine when you studied medicine with yaolao? This is leek..."

"..." song Ningyu repeatedly withdrew from the vegetable garden. Song Ningyu coughed with embarrassment for the young man's sad eyes. She hasn't done such a thing as cooking for a long time.

At the beginning of school, Zhang Ma taught her. She only taught some general, but not very well. Zhang Ma said that she will find a lover in the future. Where does she need to cook? So I only taught her how to barbecue.

It was the first time that the peach blossom dock was so lively. A lot of laughter drowned the quiet place. The few remaining villagers stood at the door of the peach blossom dock with their own food. Song Ningyu asked the youth to invite everyone in.

More than 20 people opened three tables, and those old women occupied the kitchen when they came. Song Ningyu, who threatened to cook a meal, was a little sorry.

Song Ningyu sat on the chair and ate the sour plums sent by the old women. Their sour plums were well prepared and loved by the emperor.

Ouyang Huo and the holy doctor often played chess to draw, so they fought again today. The red clouds gathered in the sky. The boy found a large high basin, put large firewood in the basin and lit a torch. Eight high basins were lit together, and the warm yellow light reflected the happy and smiling people here.

Feng Wu was painting at his desk. The ink was faintly dyed on the paper. The people with laughter were lifelike on the paper.

This painting flowed into the hands of others after many years. Fengwu changed from the northern emperor of the northern region to a great painter in history!

Song Ningyu bit sour plum's eyebrow and smiled: "Ouyang, when did you play chess so gently? I remember you were very cruel before."

Ouyang Huo held a white son in his hand and thought. Kan Hua came forward and glanced at him with a disdain on his face: "it's called 100 steel training to be soft around your fingers. Right, baby."

The baby nodded and looked at Song Ningyu and smiled half silly.

Gong Zilin approached song Ningyu's ear and whispered, "don't you want to see the sunset? The second floor is an excellent place."

Song Ningyu swallowed a plum and nodded, "yes, go."

She took Gong Zilin's hand to the second floor. The glow on the second floor was shining on the beach, and the warm yellow light was reflected on song Ningyu's face. The slightly warm wind from the sea patted song Ningyu's face, and a long soft black hair was blown by the wind.

Gong Zilin's eyes were as gentle as a pool of spring water, reflecting the shadow of song Ningyu.

A lark flew across the sea towards Gong Zilin, flapping its wings and landed on Gong Zilin's shoulder. Gong Zilin grabbed a good bird and opened the note on his leg. Song Ningyu looked at it and smiled at Gong Zilin: "the prime minister urges you to go back. When are you going to leave?"

Gong Zilin took song Ningyu into his arms. Song Ningyu's bulging belly and Gong Zilin's flat and powerful belly were gently pasted together. He smiled and said, "I'd rather have beauty than rivers and mountains."

"Aren't you afraid that your prime minister won the throne?" song Ningyu turned his eyes. As the saying goes, the minister who doesn't want to win the throne is not a good minister. The wind is careless and urges the emperor to go back!

"I wish he would win the throne. If he won the throne, I would be much easier."

"I'm not Chen Hua. Do you want me to keep you? There's no door." song Ningyu tooted his mouth and smiled. She found that she loved to laugh a lot recently.

The pain, sadness and restless past we have experienced will become our willing worth one day.

Gong Zilin held her face, bowed his head and kissed her carefully. He was serious and pious. Fengwu's pupils were slightly shrunk, which fixed this moment into eternity.

The people downstairs moved quickly. Before the sky sank completely, they had made a rich dinner. The overflowing aroma seduced song Ningyu immersed in the kiss back. Her face was slightly red, pushed Gong Zilin away and looked down at her protruding stomach

"Hungry..."

Gong Zilin smilingly led her men upstairs. Xiao Baobao had already sat on the long table and ate. He was chewing hard with a chicken leg in his hand.

LAN Rou shouted spicy while eating. The scene was very funny.

The food at the other end is full of color, smell, sour and spicy. When you come to song Ningyu... Stewed turnip with green vegetables

The difference was so big that her face suddenly turned green: "this is mine?"

The old woman stood in front of her and nodded with a smile: "and, it's stewing in the back. Your majesty, wait a minute."

Song Ningyu looked at Gong Zilin and said, "I'm hungry!"

Gong Zilin touched his nose and filled song Ningyu with a bowl of fish soup. The soup was fresh and thick, with full flavor. Song Ningyu drank most of the bowl with Gong Zilin's hand.

Chen Hua looked envious: "Ning Yu, this is all for you. This is the only one. Ah, it's so hot. Give me the water quickly!"