Conceited Advisor Princess

Song Ningyu raised her eyebrows. Ouyang Huo reached out and poked the green snake. The original arrogance of the green snake suddenly disappeared. She looked at the White Snake wrongly. The White Snake was going back to the island. She was very excited. Where did she have the mind to pay attention to the blue snake.

The drooping head of the green snake is lower. The temperature in the middle of the sea is slowly increasing. After about a cup of tea, the ship slowly approaches the huge mirage. The mirage is more eye-catching in the near view than in the far view. The ship is butted by driftwood. The wood does not touch water in case of water and has great buoyancy. It can support heavy objects, but the wood is difficult to find. If it is shipbuilding, it will take a plant for thousands of years.

After Ouyang Huo reached out and touched the wooden thousand, he praised it again and again: "the iron wood in the South China Sea is integrated with the Millennium driftwood. It's good. Look at the writing of the carved and painted words. The origin is by no means ordinary."

Song Ningyu raised her eyebrows, glanced at the pleasing patterns and inscriptions carved on the edge of the mirage with a delicate and cold face, and turned to get on the boat. The troops on the ship stood side by side, but there were only a thousand people. Standing in several rows, there was a momentum of thousands of troops.

Ouyang Huo held his arm and looked at the soldiers with nearly a thousand people in front of him. He said slowly: "there are only a thousand people in Huangdao, so he entered the forest on the north coast all the way from the north coast. Now it seems that general Mu's war was well defeated!"

The momentum of thousands of people gives people the feeling that it is a deterrent of thousands of troops. In addition, the soft armor, excellent equipment and good self-cultivation quality are also a key to winning in an army.

The thousand people silently looked at the expressionless song, and said in a chorus: "I am waiting to be ordered to come to the princess to return to the island." the voice of Lang Lang went straight into the nine day. Gu Yi Chen picked up a brow beside his eldest grandson.

There are countless high-rise buildings. Stepping on the mirage like walking on the ground, there is no half swaying feeling of the sea. Looking from a distance, the sea and the sky are the same. The mirage is lit by lights like day, and everyone's words and deeds are presented to everyone without avoiding under the lights.

Song Ningyu nodded faintly, five zuns waved to stop the soldiers' words, and a dozen attendants slowly approached the people.

A pretty and lovely little girl stood in front of song Ningyu and looked at her height, about 13 or 14 years. She had been extremely well educated in her words and deeds, and showed absolute elegance in her gestures.

"Your Highness, your servant, Lian Qing, have been ordered to serve your highness, your highness."

Song Ningyu picked his eyebrows, glanced at Ouyang Huo and fengleng behind him and said, "what are you doing? Keep up."

Gu Yichen's eyes were not enough to see. As his eldest sun Wuxie wandered around in the mirage, his spirit was so good that he forgot to sleep. His newly burned body was as good as nothing. He was young and could toss around at will.

The little girl led song Ningyu through the tedious and luxurious long corridor to the highest part of the mirage. From the highest part of the mirage, you can have a panoramic view of the whole mirage. With the entry of the four people, the door of the screen boat slowly retreated towards both sides. There are countless screen patterns, flowers and grass, and the patterns are extremely complex and expensive.

Ouyang looked at the bright lights around his eyes. The girl explained to song Ding: "there are nine barriers. The barrier is the loft of the princess's highness. The attic is divided into nine layers. The nine floors can be seen in a mirage."

Lianqing saw that song Ningyu had never expressed anything, good or bad, not even a trace of excess emotion. She glanced at the two people following song Ningyu with some concern, and her actions became more and more careful.

As Lianqing went all the way to the top floor, the mirage sped towards the center of the sea at a speed of riding the wind and waves. Lianqing stood beside song Ningyu and whispered, "it's a one-day voyage from the north coast to Huangdao. Please have a good rest."

This is the heir to the throne of Huangdao in the future. Lianqing is very careful and dare not neglect it.

The tide beat the thousand year old wood of the mirage, which avoided the water, and made a clear sound. Song Ningyu pushed the door open, and he could see several seagulls perching in front of the table, flapping their wings and flying away with her action of opening the window. The sky in the sea is monopolized by a solitary moon. The sea reflects that round of understanding, which sets off the whole sea more and more dark and dark.

Feng stood behind song Ningyu, changed her cloak, crossed the sea, and the sky began to warm. There was no need to wear so much. It's almost too considerate for the wind. Ouyang Huo touched his nose and waved lazily to song Ningyu: "it's getting late. Please lead the way for me."

Lianqing looks at Song Ningyu and Feng, and their eyes are dim. She drops her eyes skillfully and leads Ouyang Huo out of the attic. Feng is song Ningyu's personal bodyguard, so they live in the same attic, but the rooms are different, while Ouyang Huo lives in the eighth floor below the ninth floor.

Seeing that the little girl was far away, Feng's eternal iceberg face finally collapsed, leaned against the window lattice of gold drawing, rubbed the face mercilessly, and took song Ningyu into his arms.

Song Ningyu hurriedly pulled his hand, with a strong smile in her eyes and said with a smile: "don't rub it. Your makeup is ruined for a while, and I have to put on your makeup again. However, you'd better stay away from me against the wind."

The person leaning against the window lattice rubbed his face, which was stopped by Sheng Sheng. He stared at Song Ningyu with an unhappy face. "Restore your original identity. This face can't be concealed in Huangdao sooner or later." Gong Zilin shivered when he thought of his rumored mother-in-law.

Snow emperor is the most difficult one to deal with in the whole Huangdao. Otherwise, how can we explain that Wang Zun's power has run rampant in Huangdao for so many years and has not been able to pull snow emperor down from the throne? And just willing to be a regent?

On board, Gu Yichen and his eldest grandson Wuxie were waving to song Ningyu under the ninth floor. Song Ningyu raised her eyebrows, took out her handkerchief and wiped Gong Zilin's face. The originally cold and ruthless face suddenly became a monster. A pair of Phoenix eyes gently provoked, and her thin lips aroused a smile of evil.

He raised his hand and lifted song Ningyu's chin. Mei ran smiled and said, "madam, do you want to understand?"

Before Song Ningyu could nod his head, Gu Yichen exclaimed, "no, no, the Hongmeng... No, the carefree King fell into the sea!"

The attic at the top of the mirage faces the sea. If you are careless in the window, you are likely to fall down. It is only because the people in the mirage are excellent in martial arts, so those people did not prevent this. Song Ningyu looked back and saw Ouyang fire floating and sinking in the water. His black hair began to turn white under the moonlight.

The black became pale white under the immersion of the sea. Song Ningyu felt a deep guilt in her heart. Gong Zilin pushed song Ningyu out of the window lattice and threw a safe smile at her.