Awakening a thousand-year-old memory: the silver-haired imperial concubine

Chapter 189 Manzhushahua ([-])

"Ahem, cough, this, it's like this, I promised Yue'er to take her to visit the scenery of the human world, so... so I want to ask Brother Piao to handle the government affairs for me!" Ning Feng rubbed her hands and said slowly.

"No way! Brother Ningfeng, why don't you go play and let me help you?" Piao Ling was shocked, he didn't expect his friend to come up with such an idea!
"Just say you agree or disagree?" Ning Feng looked at Piao Ling and said calmly, as if he was not asking others for help, but telling him.

Piao Ling and Ning Feng have been friends for so long, so they will naturally help with this little favor, but he was not convinced when he agreed like this, and said: "It's okay to help, I have a condition!"

Ning Feng Huan'er couldn't figure out what else he would like, but she nodded and said, "Tell me! What are the conditions?"

Piaoling turned to look at Yinyue, thinking: I have long heard that there is a God of Flowers in the God Realm, no matter where he is, as long as he is there, the flowers in that place will bloom all year round.

His eyes wandered, thinking that in his entire underworld, he could find no other flowers except the Bianhua, so he said, "I want the entire underworld to be full of flowers!"

Yinyue was surprised, she didn't expect him to mention this condition!However, this is not a difficult task, so she nodded: "Okay! I will ask the God of Flowers to plant flowers here!"

So the poor Hua Wuying was betrayed by the goddess again.

The next day, Ning Feng left the palace with the goddess, and at the same time, she appeared in the Royal Study Room of the palace in the shape of Ning Feng.
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Gorgeous split--
The sun shines through the dense layers of leaves of the trees, and the circular shadow of the sun shines on the ground.

The south wind in late summer and early autumn brought a little coolness to the body. At this time, a luxurious carriage was slowly walking on the pipeline.

The color of the carriage was lavender, just like its owners wore lavender clothes. The carriage was very quiet, except for the slight sound of chess pieces falling, there was no other sound.

Ning Feng held a white piece in his hand, looked at the whole game, frowned slightly, the whole game was almost all black pieces, his white pieces were almost wiped out.

(End of this chapter)