Conceited Advisor Princess - Chapter 922

Gong Zilin held song Ningyu from behind, and his chin was low on her shoulder: “if the northern regions are not solved, if the northern regions are unified in the future, the Tang parliament will be very dangerous.”

“I know.” if the West falls on the little female emperor, it will be more dangerous!

The unicorn tiger squatted on the small table on the pavilion and yawned lazily. It was boring in every way.

He Lianxing’s smile came slowly, and the master of the holy medical Pavilion near the holy snow mountain came quickly! In the palace maid’s announcement, he went to the emperor’s bedroom. The master of the holy medical pavilion was busy, and the little empress still sat in a daze on the chair.

Seeing song Ningyu coming, the holy doctor glanced at her and said in a deep voice: “the heart is broken. If you want to save your life, you must change your heart. The method of changing your heart is extremely complex. If you fail, you are likely to die together. Moreover, even if you change it, there will be blood repulsion!”

Murong nishang looked up at a loss and murmured, “is there no other way?”

Song Ningyu shook her head: “it hurt her heart. If she hadn’t met us, she would have died.” she slightly broke Wensi’s closed mouth, and the blood slowly flowed out of his mouth. She saw the Murong neon clothes on one side.

The master of the saint doctor’s Pavilion pierced down with a silver needle and said in a deep voice, “look at his own decision. You have half a cup of tea.”

The man lying on the collapse slowly opened his eyes. He coughed gently. Some dim eyes swept from the emperor’s bedroom, and his eyes fell on the little empress sitting not far away.

“Unexpectedly, I can come back from the gate of hell to see you.”

Murong nishang put the teacup in her hand in a panic at the table. She hurried to the Dragon bed, and her slender eyelashes pulled out slightly: “Wens…”

Wenth struggled to pull out a smile: “you are always not reassuring. You are very picky about everything.”

“Vince, I’ll save you! I beg the Lord to save you!”

Winston shook his head: “I can’t feel anything anymore, nishang. Forget all this and follow her. She is a good person and deserves your trust.”

Song Ningyu, standing on the side, took a smoke from the corner of her mouth and looked at Gong Zilin. She was a good person. Where is she a good person!

Murong nishang shook his head, held WENCE’s hand and said in a deep voice, “you all go out. I want to talk to him alone.”

Song Ningyu saw the absolute determination on Murong nishang’s face and didn’t say anything more. He let Gong Zilin take her hand and go out.

Standing outside the door, LAN Rou stared at the closed hall door and frowned: “Hey, can’t you really cure him? It’s a pity if such a regent dies.”

The master of the holy medicine Pavilion sat on the corridor with one hand lazily on his curled leg. Through a trace of fatigue in his narrow peach blossom eyes, he pulled out a smile: “do you not believe my strength?”

“You see what you said just now is so terrible. The risk of changing your heart is so great that you may have to kill three people! The little female emperor is really cruel and accurate. She stabbed her in the heart.”

Gong Zilin rubbed song Ningyu’s hair and said with a smile, “I won’t.”

“Nothing?” the hibiscus bloomed brightly in the flower pool in front of me, as if I had no memory of the chaos of that day.

Gong Zilin leaned close to her ear and said with a low smile, “I won’t hide anything from you.”

The time passed in a flash, and there was no movement in it. Song Ningyu’s eyelids jumped and fiercely kicked the door open. On the Dragon bed, the little female emperor lay on the bed with WENCE. Her face was filled with a peaceful smile, and a dagger was firmly inserted in her heart.

There is a blood edict beside the bed.

LAN Rou stared at the two people who had gone to Feng’s bed. The two lines of tears fell down. She murmured, “if only we could live together…”

Gong Zilin picked up the imperial edict and opened it. He saw that the general idea in the imperial edict was that the western country would henceforth return to the Tang country.

The position of the western country is relatively higher. It is connected with the top black mountain hell. Gong Zilin’s army can’t kill here for a while and a half.

A dark guard ran from the door, stood in front of Gong Zilin and said respectfully, “Lord, general Su has conquered the southern kingdom without hurting a soldier. The southern emperor said to surrender. He is coming to the Western Kingdom and wants to see the Lord.”

Gong Zilin raised his eyebrows. Su Heyun was worthy of the God of war. He brushed his sleeves, glanced at the respectful Prime Minister standing outside the door, and asked in a loud voice, “what does the Prime Minister of the western country want?”

The prime minister was only in his twenties. He was dignified and polite. He walked in and out of the palace and said, “respect your Majesty’s holy will.”

“Step back. The prime minister stopped talking and stepped back.

Su Heyun’s next goal is the North emperor!

“Lord, my subordinates found the Eastern Emperor and the ethereal patriarch in a secret room!” the voice of dark Wei came from a distance.

Surprised, song Ningyu turned and went to the study next door. There was a room in the study. There was only a cold ice bed in the room. The two people lying on the bed were obviously asleep.

Song Ningyu explored the pulse image and dropped several needles on them.

There was a letter next to it. Gong Zilin opened it. There were only a few strokes on the letter. The correct words were quite popular with everyone.

“Nishang, please take care of it.”

I don’t know if WENCE knows that nishang has gone with him. Gong Zilin put the letter on the lamp and lit it. The flame quickly swallowed the paper. The two people lying on the cold jade bed woke up.

Feng Wu opened her eyes, and her eyes fell on Chen Hua, who was also asleep. Her eyes were a little anxious: “Chen Hua? What’s the matter with her?”

Song Ningyu and Gong Zilin stood in the room, and lanrou, two dark guards, gathered to see the excitement. Fengwu took back his eyes, rubbed Jianhua’s face and nose. Fortunately, there was still breath.

“She’ll just sleep. You don’t have to worry.” song Ningyu slowly took back the silver needle in her hand.

Chen Hua’s physique seems not good, so he sleeps longer. Feng Wu jumped up from the cold jade bed, conveniently held Chen Hua in his arms, frowned and bared his teeth: “how long have I slept? It’s so cold!”

Song Ningyu held her arm and raised her eyebrows. “It’s about half a month since you came here. You should be glad that the Regent didn’t kill you both.”

Feng Wu snorted coldly. Chen Hua, who was lying in his arms, frowned, opened her eyes and woke up. She looked around, looked at Song Ningyu and asked, “what about the little empress? Has she ascended the throne? Hiss, is the damn Regent dead?”

Song Ningyu shook his head and turned back.

Chen Hua jumped down from Feng Wu’s arms, rubbed his cold arms and strode after song Ningyu.

“What do you mean? Are you dead? Wenth’s goods are just personal scum. It doesn’t matter if they catch us. They also send her to auction! Alas…”

Song Ningyu took her through the study and came to the main hall. The two men were still lying on the bed in the main hall. The dagger in nishang’s hand had been taken down, and the maid in waiting was scrubbing her face.