Conceited Advisor Princess

Chapter 632

With a loud noise, song Ningyu slapped him on the table and shouted in a low voice, "shut up!" Yunbo stood in front of the pushed table and looked at Song Ningyu in surprise. Zhan Xie angrily shook off Chang SUN Hao's collar and stood beside Yunbo with a worried face: "Brother Yun, how's your injury?"

Yunbo shook his head, and the two looked at Song Ningyu. The eldest childe who was immersed in the book of emperor's art was finally willing to look up. However, he still didn't say anything. Song Ningyu stepped forward and stood in front of Gong Zilin's table, slapped it hard, and shocked the ink on the table.

For song Ningyu's hot temper from time to time, the original cold temper has been provoked by Gong Zilin to have nothing!

Gong Zi Lin ignored surge of great fury and raised his eyebrows and smiled. "I heard that Di Yu was very skilled in the grand master's son, and he came to listen to it with the girl of the deep. How did the princess seem to be dissatisfied with my lecture?"

The ink flowed along the table onto the white rice paper and soaked the rice paper black and soft. The eldest childe flashed a trace of helplessness on his forehead, glanced at the students who were stunned, covered their lips and coughed, motioning song Ningyu to take care of others.

He Lianxing smiled and sat lazily in his position watching the play. With a face that almost destroyed his face, Chang SUN Hao rubbed against song Ningyu. The villain complained first: "unexpectedly, the young general of the island defense general's house beat the minister with his own strength! Your highness wants to be the master for the minister!"

Chang SUN Hao glared fiercely and lay down on the table, sleeping with saliva on the table. Chang sun Wuxie burst out a thick resentment in his eyes. What a Chang sun Wuxie. He pretended to sleep at the critical moment!

The eldest childe lifted his eyelids and shook his hands. The old imperial art book, which had been stained with some ash and some yellow, hung his eyes and continued to read. Song Ningyu stood in front of Gong Zilin and suddenly felt that everything in front of her was untrue. The indifference of Gong Zilin's room made her feel more annoyed.

"Gong Zilin, this is your decision? Did you go back to Huangdao with me to find the dark sky Ni?" she clenched her fists, and the whole person was patient and restrained, and the fierce murderous spirit slowly poured out of her burning eyes.

Ming Tianni stood beside Gong Zilin, raised his eyes and smiled at Song Ningyu: "ah Lin and I were happy when he came to Huangdao. Now we are going to get married soon. Why don't you become a beautiful man, your highness?"

Song Ningyu humed coldly. Is it the beauty of being a man? Good idea!

"Gong Zilin, I said that if you negative me, I would kill you!" song Ningyu's slender white hand trembled slightly. A sword crossed song Ningyu's face. Looking along the sword, he Lianxing smiled with a harmless smile on his face.

"Kill, white knife in and red knife out, clean and neat, then dump him, marry me, let them watch us happy in the underworld, and then they come back angry!" he Lianxing smiled, took out the long sword, stuffed the hilt into song Ningyu's hand, grabbed song Ningyu's hand and began to find a position.

"Well, although the mouth of the heart tilts quickly, it's not good for the blood to spray out and dye the sacred imperial Pavilion. For another place, it's just the neck, the neck is not good, or the stomach. I just want to see how many fancy intestines this man has, as long as he goes with such a knife..." he Lianxing smiled and grabbed song Ningyu's hand and leaned very close.

Gong Zilin's eyes were a little deep, and the hand in the robe under the table held tightly.

Song Ningyu completely didn't notice the smile of Helian star who was getting closer and closer. She stared at the long sword and threw her hand fiercely. The soft sword slammed into the carved bamboo mark column in the imperial Pavilion. The soft sword went seven points into the wood and directly penetrated the column. The voice of the people who wanted to rise again was silent in an instant.

Zhan Xie looked at Song Ningyu, and a sense of battle began to rise in her eyes. The woman's internal power was very strong!

Song Ningyu glanced around and waved casually, "are you still busy?"

The crowd shook their heads. Song Congyu looked down at Gong Zilin sitting quietly on the seat and nodded fiercely: "I will figure it out with you! But not now!"

He Lianxing smiled and glanced at the group of boys and maidservants who were stunned in place. He said coldly, "what are you doing? Don't you hurry to bring more tables in? Do you want your majesty Tanghuang to stand and listen to the class!"

As soon as these words came out, all the wrong moments pointed to Gong Zilin. Song Ningyu swept her eyes and smiled at the Helian star sitting next to her. She looked down at the eldest childe who was turning the book carefully. The jade in green clothes was luxurious and low-key, and the bamboo pattern tied around her waist radiated light in the sun.

The people present hurriedly began to get busy and began to sort out the mess in the hall one by one. Song Ningyu sat in her position and stared at the imperial art. She was stunned. She didn't go to school. She didn't know what it was like. She learned all her knowledge in her study. She didn't know what it was like now.

She didn't want to be the emperor, but now it seems that she doesn't have the responsibility. Everyone won't think you didn't want to be the emperor and let you go. Her mother and Wang Zun arranged these people together. Song Ningyu also understood the general meaning. For the war analysis with a bad temper, he valued friendship, but for the elegant and erudite Yunbo, But they value the way of Confucianism and fairness.

As for the boy who suddenly came in next to me... Don't mention it!

After a cup of tea, everything was quiet. Song Ningyu stared at a line of small characters written on the table. One is not two wide. What is Fu De? Some melancholy.

When everything was cleared up, the sleeping man slowly rubbed his eyes and climbed up from the table, wiping the saliva on the table that proved that he had indeed fallen asleep. He stretched his waist, glanced around and pulled song Ning Yu's long black hair suspiciously.

"Alas? Ning Yu, is this going to the next hall? Why is it so quiet?"

The eldest childe doesn't have many classes, but each class will make people feel. However, whether they can realize it depends on their own ability.

Helian Xingxiao was once a student of the eldest childe. With his chin on his back, he lazily turned over the books in his hand, picked up a brush and smashed it at his eldest sun Wuxie. He raised his eyebrows and was complacent: "junior brother, you've really slept long enough. What's the next day? Don't you know?"

The next day? Changsun Wuxie fiercely turns back and stares at Song Ningyu for an answer. Song Ningyu is busy calculating his plans and has no time to pay attention to him. Changsun Wuxie turns around and sees Gong Zilin's expressionless handsome face staring at him for a moment. No, it's song Ningyu staring at him in front of him!

"Well, why don't I change places with you?" the eldest sun Wuxie killed him and didn't believe it, so he slept until the next day! So he began to have nothing to do. When he got up after a full sleep, he began to talk to someone.