Conceited Advisor Princess

The voice was indifferent, but it was sincere. Gong Zilin saw such song Ningyu for the first time. She was so weak that she admitted that she had no strength at all. Yes, she really had no strength. Even so in front of him, what could she be in front of the imperial power?

The emperor asked her to marry. Even if she didn't want to, she married and became his Gong Zilin's wife.

Gong Zilin's eyes flickered slightly and suddenly said to song Ningyu: "It's not wrong to take what you need. I really need a middle point to get in touch with the royal family, and you are. Although Chihiro is, Chihiro is still a little far after all. I thought the emperor would give me the minister's daughter as a lady, but I didn't think he gave me the title of a princess. I didn't think of that."

"At this point, you should thank my good sister." when song Ningyu talked about his sister, there was a trace of ridicule at the corners of his mouth. It was still so natural. There was such a ridicule expression on that clean and transparent face. There was no weird feeling at all. Everything was so natural.

Gong Zilin slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Ningyu with a hint of ponder: "as far as I know, this song Ningxue is not your sister, but why do you become their sister?"

Sister? Song Ning's sarcasm deepened at the corners of her mouth, but she just sneered.

When Gong Zilin saw this, he understood that song Ningyu didn't want to talk. At that moment, he was quiet and didn't say anything. I don't know how long later, song Ningyu suddenly thought of something. He looked up at the coachman looming outside the carriage and asked, "when can I come back after going to Surabaya in July?"

The coachman outside heard song Ningyu's words and was silent for a moment. Song Ningyu obviously felt that the muscles of the people outside were stiff. Then he slowly relaxed and said, "my subordinates don't know, but..."

"By the way, Feng," Gong Zilin interrupted Feng's words directly and said casually, "there's a lot of time. I've forgotten to say that you can go to Surabaya. Don't come back before the Mid Autumn Festival."

Gong Zilin said casually, but Feng almost burst into tears when he heard it outside. Finally, he risked increasing punishment and said to Gong Zilin, "master, there are so many things now. What can you do if the master mother meets danger? How can we leave as subordinates at this time?"

Hearing this, song Ningyu's look suddenly became strange. Where is the Surabaya and how to listen to the wind? He didn't want to go so much, as if he were hiding in hell.

Gong Zilin seemed to really listen to the words of the wind. He looked at Song Ningyu and looked up and down. Instead of the usual frivolous feeling, he had a trace of thoroughness. It seemed that his eyes were somewhat similar to those of song Ningyu.

For a long time, Gong Zilin said, "it's not wrong to say so. It's really inseparable from people at this time."

The wind outside was suddenly excited. As soon as he wanted to speak, he heard Gong Zilin continue: "let the mountain, water and bright moon come back. Anyway, it is impossible to collect any useful news in the palace."

This sentence instantly hit the wind to hell, and the whole person's breath suddenly withered, even a little depressed.

Feeling the atmosphere of the master and servant, song Ningyu immediately raised her eyebrows and said nothing.

She is not a man who marries the chicken with the chicken, but it seems good in the palace. The master is good and the servants are good.

The whole carriage roared towards the palace. Almost the whole people in Tangcheng knew that today, a carriage pulled by eight horses roared through the street. The sound of horse hoofs scared the crying children to forget to cry. It was amazing.

When did the forbidden guards guarding outside the palace see this posture? Looking at the carriage coming from a distance, it felt like the enemy's thousands of troops were killed, which made them feel a trace of blood.

At the moment, they were frightened and wanted to avoid, but what they didn't expect was that when they got out of the way, the carriage stopped naturally. The eight horses with shiny hair stood quietly at this time. Just now the blood was completely gone.

Under the watch of the guards, a pair of white hands stretched out inside the carriage and pulled the curtain of the carriage towards both sides, revealing two people like heaven and man.

If they hadn't seen the carriage coming from a distance, they would even doubt whether the carriage came from heaven and how gorgeous the people on the carriage were. At a glance, they felt that they enjoyed it.

Song Ningyu glanced at the forbidden guard, reached into his arms and took out something tied with a yellow ribbon. The forbidden guard was still confused. At the moment of seeing that thing, he was inspired, knelt down immediately and shouted collectively: "long live the emperor, long live the emperor!"

Song Ningyu glanced at them faintly, and said with a trace of dignity: "open the city gate."

Then he took back his hand and naturally took back the things in his hand. Gong Zilin looked at Song Ningyu's action and flashed something at the bottom of his eyes. It seemed that he inadvertently asked, "this thing is given to you by Gong Qingyue?"

Song Ningyu took care of himself and put things in his arms. He glanced at him lightly and said, "yes, this thing can give many orders on behalf of him. Except that soldiers and horses can't be transferred, almost everything else can."

"Even the secret people of the royal family can be transferred? He is so good to you and believes in you?" there is a trace of disbelief in Gong Zilin's voice. No one in the royal family will give his back to others. Gong Qingyue, as the emperor, naturally understands this truth.

If he is so relieved, even so laissez faire, he is not afraid that she will subvert his country?

Thinking of this, Gong Zilin looked at Song Ningyu and looked at her indifferent look. It was clear that anyone could subvert his country, but song Ningyu was impossible. Moreover, who could imagine that an emperor would put this thing that could almost subvert his country in the hands of a woman.

According to his thinking, he can't do it, at least not now.

Suddenly, Gong Zilin had more expectations for the emperor who had not met yet.

It is said that the emperor of Tangguo is as gentle as jade. He is as clean as the same month, but can such a man really become an emperor?

He doesn't believe it. The emperor of which country has few lives and no conspiracy. Without these, how can he gain a foothold in the royal family?

I want to see the emperor this time.

For the first time, Gong Zilin was so interested in a person.

The carriage drove in safely under the concession of the forbidden guards. Now the horses seem to be quiet, without the feeling of galloping horses just now.

A forbidden guard quickly ran towards the Jinluan hall. At this time, the emperor should be reading memorials and will be in the Jinluan hall.