Chapter 411

Ouyang's face was black and he nodded with gnashing teeth: "Gu promised you! Hiss, but you can't avenge public and private."

Song Ningyu's cold eyes lit up, and the corners of his lips gently hooked and nodded and smiled. Such a smile is like a fire lotus on the water. Water and fire blend together, and heaven and earth lose color. When Ouyang's fire was stunned, song Ningyu had helped him to the Dragon bed and lay down.

He raised his hand and pulled the purple and gold robe. Song Ningyu rubbed his hands until he got hot. Then he slowly pasted the slender bronze waist line and asked in a low voice to confirm which position the waist was flashing.

Ouyang nodded with a green face: "go down a little more, hiss! Here it is."

His body was cold. It was unusually cold under song Ningyu's warm palm. It was like something without temperature. He frowned and said, "why don't you use the medicine I gave you?" but he gave it to the Empress Dowager who couldn't use such powerful medicine at all?

When the candle light flickered, Ouyang smiled at Song Ning Yu's box and said, "Princess Ai, you should be responsible for taking off your lonely clothes... Hiss! It hurts, you should be gentle!" suddenly, a high voice frightened the bodyguard outside the door.

How did Hongmeng's monarch become like this? Alas, the world is getting worse.

Ouyang Huo felt that his waist was about to break. He pointed to song Ningyu and said weakly, "love imperial concubine, in fact, you did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Song Ningyu raised her hand and patted on the slender waist line. What if she did it on purpose?

"How can the palace do such a thing as revenge for public affairs and private affairs? It's not a small thing to flash your waist. Naturally, you should be more careful." song Ningyu can tell lies with his eyes open, and he can't even wink. This kind of thing is naturally handy and handy.

After pulling a slightly thick quilt over Ouyang Huo's body, song Ningyu turned and lay on the couch next to the window. He pulled the blanket, closed his eyes, slept, and drank with one breath. Gong Zilin's eyes were slightly deep. Suddenly he said, "what's lonely is the same as what's the love imperial concubine Tu Tang Huang."

The cold wind invaded the body all night. Song Ningyu didn't sleep all night. It was slightly bright in the morning. Shuanghe pushed open the door and saw his emperor finally lying on the Dragon bed. Except for some cheers, his face froze when he saw song Ningyu sleeping on the couch again.

So in the final analysis, the emperor still didn't take down the empress!

"Monarch, it's time to go to the early Dynasty." Shuanghe raised his hand, and the eight palace maids knelt in front of the bed with toiletries in rows. Song Ningyu scanned the eight palace maids with bloodshot eyes. She was like this when she first entered the glazed bedroom hall, but later she was too troublesome, and all of them were dismissed, leaving only July alone.

Ouyang Huo stroked his forehead and sat up from the Dragon bed. His eyes crossed the two rivers and fell on song Ningyu. He hooked his lips and said with a smile: "love imperial concubine, in a few days, Gu Ding will return you a big marriage."

Song Ningyu pulled the blanket, covered her head tightly, and got married? We should also have this life to get married, otherwise everything is empty.

"Love imperial concubine, go to bed." song Ningyu felt that someone was pulling her quilt. He was half asleep and half awake. He was confused. Facing the direction of pulling, Ouyang Huo just got back, raised his hand to block the leg, and retreated two steps. He had no choice but to say, "love imperial concubine, have a good rest and come back to eat with you at noon."

The response was that the glazed hall was silent. Seeing Ouyang's fire, he was spoiled and drowned. He didn't even say a superfluous word. He immediately stopped and obediently followed him out.

With the emperor's words, it would be much simpler to go out of the palace. Song Ningyu slept so fast that no one dared to quarrel. When she stood up from the ground with her neck twisted in July, it was already the middle of the sun outside. It was about noon. Song Ningyu was still lying on the imperial concubine's couch, sleeping with her head covered and blinking.

Why did your young lady sleep on the couch? She is still a little uncomfortable with this sudden change.

"Miss? Why are you sleeping on the couch? It's almost noon, miss, it's time to get up!" as soon as he lifted the sheet, song Ningyu curled up to sleep, with a childish sleep face. What kind of mood can make people curl up alone?

July reached out to pull song Ningyu's hand. How did the golden twisted circle on the white wrist move its position?

July felt flustered and shook song Ningyu, so anxious that cold sweat came out.

"Miss, don't sleep. Wake up quickly. What's the matter with this thing? It was on your wrist last time. How did it get on your little arm, miss!" in July, I wish a basin of cold water would wake up the dead man. How did you sleep like this!

Song Ningyu yawned and finally opened his eyes. In July, he touched her forehead and muttered with a distressed face: "Miss, what did you do last night? You're so tired?"

Clapping the hand stretched out in July, song Ningyu glanced at the Golden Circle on his small arm and frowned slightly. Didn't he say three years? It only took more than a month to move!

"Hungry." song Ningyu opened his mouth lazily. Lying on the imperial concubine's couch, he stretched out his small arm of his left hand and looked at the golden circle. The small golden circle emits subtle light in the sun. The dragon and Phoenix jade pendant in his arms is still there. He sent it to the Piaomiao family. He had heard that Mo Qilin mentioned the three words "Piaomiao family" before, so the Piaomiao family is also on Huangdao!

His eyes fell on that line. When he thought about it, the sun outside the window tilted slightly, and a shadow blocked song Ningyu's body, blocking a piece of sunshine from the outside of the window. Song Ningyu was dazzled with a sunny smile.

"Love imperial concubine, take you to a good place alone!" Ouyang Huo stretched out his hand to her and smiled.

Song Ningyu raised her eyebrows: "don't you have to go to the court? I heard that the army of Huangdao has invaded the north coast."

Ouyang Huo stretched out his hand and rubbed song Ningyu's long black hair. He raised his eyebrows and smiled happily: "it doesn't bother Aifei to worry. I have my own way. Aifei, please."

A low-key carriage drove out of Hongmeng's palace. Song Ningyu ate several cakes placed on the table to fill her stomach. In July, she swept Ouyang fire with her sad face. Her young lady was brought out before she even ate! It's better to think about my uncle. At least I won't starve the young lady!

People came and went in the street. Song Ningyu got off the bus on the way and chose to walk. Handsome men and beautiful women attracted great attention in the street. Song Ningyu's heart beat. She didn't go out of the city to make a circle in Chang'an city!

The streets of Chang'an city are bustling, and the houses stand side by side, neat and orderly. The people who come and go on the streets are dressed in brocade. Although they are not rich, they are also dressed in style.

There was a riot in the crowd, and a loud voice sounded in the distance: "get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

A crazy horse rushed towards song Ningyu in Qingshi street of the market. Song Ningyu subconsciously took a step faster than his idea. He turned his body, avoided the crazy horse, swept all the way, and there was a chaotic stall with a faint look.