Conceited Advisor Princess

Lian Qing's voice came from a distance.

"Childe! You can't take this woman in! Childe!"

Song Ningyu slowly closed her eyes and tried to see a glimmer of light. She also tried to force the poison with her internal force, but it was too deep to the bone marrow. Forcing the poison could bring her nothing but heartbreaking pain.

She is not afraid of suffering, but she is afraid of suffering without any hope.

Gong Zilin's footsteps were very fast. Almost at the moment of Lianqing's voice, he came to song Ningyu. He didn't say anything. He strode past song Ningyu's wheelchair with the woman in his arms.

"You save her!" Gong Zilin looked firmly and anxiously at Helian Xing who was applying the needle and smiled.

He Lianxing smiled and scanned his eyes. He closed his eyes. Song Ningyu sneered and said, "I don't have this spare time to save an insignificant person."

The woman in Gong Zilin's arms was dressed in an immoral dress, and her pink dress was stained with blood. Her palm sized face was wrinkled, and her lips were stained with a trace of blood. Looking at that, it was like being trampled too much by people. He Lianxing smiled and looked back with disdain.

What is left of such a woman except that she looks a little beautiful?

Gong Zilin swept his eyes, closed his eyes, and the expressionless song Ningyu clenched his teeth: "she is very important to me! You save her, I owe you a favor in the future."

Ouyang Huo's eyes opened fiercely, and his eyes became red as fire. This man dared!

Before he rushed up to beat people, song Ningyu had pressed his hand tightly. She smiled at Helian Xing and said, "it's really rare to get a favor from his majesty Tang Huang. In that case, Xing Xiao will work harder and save it."

Gong Zilin was hurt by song Ningyu's smiling tone. The woman in his arms suddenly coughed fiercely, and a mouthful of dirty blood vomited out of her mouth. He Lianxing smiled and glanced at the woman and hummed coldly.

"Put her here."

Gong Zilin put the man on the empty cold jade bed next to the Tang clan leader, and looked at Song Ningyu to explain, but the woman seemed to feel something. She pulled her hand in the air in a panic and murmured vaguely. It seemed that she was talking about Lin Lang?

"Lin Lang... You... Don't leave... I..."

Song Ningyu lowered her eyes and played with the ring taken out from her arms. It was a ring handed down from generation to generation by the emperor of Huangdao. As soon as the glazed jade ring was taken out, the light was three times brighter than the night pearl. Gong Zilin looked at Song Ningyu with a quiet look in his eyes. A trace of panic flashed in his heart.

"Madam, you..."

Song Ningyu hooked her lips, stretched out her hand to Ouyang fire and said with a smile, "I want to go out for air. I'm too lazy to go. Ouyang, you can take me out."

Gong Zilin was almost spewing fire with Ouyang fire in his eyes. Ouyang fire didn't pay attention to his knife like eyes at all. He bent slightly and held song Ningyu in his arms.

Gong Zilin's voice squeezed out of his teeth: "song Ningyu! You hook three and four behind my back!"

Ouyang Huo picked his eyebrow with song Ningyu: "it's a good word to hook three and four. If Ning Yu is willing, the princess can be ready to devote herself at any time. If Tang Huang is ready to rob people, you might as well deal with the beautiful beauty first."

Gong Zilin was so angry that her eyes were burning. The woman lying on the cold jade bed held Gong Zilin's arm tightly, and the blood came out of her lips. When he looked back, where were song Ningyu and Ouyang Huo! He was so angry that he shook off the woman's hand and wanted to chase song Ningyu.

He Lianxing smiled two stitches, glanced and ran to Gong Zilin on the stairs. His tone was faint: "if you go, don't blame me for putting the wrong needle and accidentally killing her."

Gong Zilin clenched his fists, clenched his teeth, turned and returned to the woman.

He Lianxing smiled and pointed at the woman's clothes, and drew them into the inner clothes. Gong Zilin tightly clasped his wrist and said in a deep voice, "what are you doing!"

He Lianxing smiled and picked his eyebrows: "naturally, he is seeing a doctor for the patient. Why? Tang emperor doubts his own strength?"

Gong Zilin looked calm and said in a cold voice, "whatever you do, don't kill me."

He Lianxing smiled and looked at Gong Zilin. He was not happy about the woman he brought. Naturally, he won't take it lightly! So for a moment, all kinds of miserable chants of the woman came into Gong Zilin's ears.

The woman almost shrunk into a ball, and the black blood continued to diffuse from the corners of her lips. She shook her head in pain and whispered, "Linlang, i... I hurt, hurt..."

He Lianxing smiled and glanced at the expressionless Gong Zilin and said coldly, "I've seen a lot of ruthless people. However, it's the first time for an irresponsible person like Tang Huang."

Gong Zilin was so angry that his face was cold that he hummed coldly: "compared with you and me, it's just half a weight, the same as each other."

Isn't he also thinking about his wife while occupying the little medical fairy! Who is qualified to speak of him!

He Lianxing smiled unhappily. When he was unhappy, the needle was silver again. The woman had one breath. After being tossed by he Lianxing's smile, there was only half a breath left.

"Who is this woman after all?" is it worth Gong Zilin's anxiety? Not only did he Lianxing smile but also song Ningyu.

His concern and anxiety about the woman was true. Song Ningyu even smelled a smell of blood when he came in, about from the woman.

Ouyang Huo didn't push the wheelchair out, so he had to hold song Ningyu in his arms and walk quietly on the corridor.

It was morning outside. Song Ningyu could still feel the subtle warmth of the sun when she stretched out her hand. She leaned against Ouyang's arms and asked softly, "is it dawn?"

Ouyang Huo took her out of the corridor and came to the peach blossom forest. Song Ningyu reached out and met the soft petals. Surrounded by the faint fragrance of peach blossoms, she took a deep breath and smiled gently.

"In the past, I always felt that everything in front of me was just ordinary, but now I can't see it. I think of those things I saw before. They turned out to be so beautiful."

Ouyang Huo held the person in his arms tightly and vowed: "don't worry, I will try to cure you. If I can't do it for one day, one year or ten years, I can't find people all over the world and no one can cure you!"

The sun is still good. Song Ningyu is wearing a long plain white skirt, leaning against her body, Xin Chang is slightly skinny, her beautiful dark long hair blows with the wind, and a layer of thin white yarn is covered on the peach blossom outside the skirt, with a layer of fuzzy mistiness.

In this life, how lucky is she to meet ouyanghuo? Although the road is rough, she doesn't regret it.

The sun fell on her pale and bloodless face. The spring breeze blew, and the petals of peach blossoms fell on her eyebrows. Ouyang Huo looked at the delicate woman in his arms, a little suddenly.