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"Lu Zi Nuo!"

A hand suddenly extended out from the side, unrestrainedly patted Lu Zi Nuo's shoulder, causing her to grimace in pain.

She was deep in thought as she walked along the way, but she didn't hear anyone calling her. As she was caught off guard, she turned around and was about to lose her temper.

But this time, she immediately saw an old internal service looking at her with a gloomy face. The person behind her had one hand behind her back while the other held a stance, his face was even darker than the old internal service in front of her. Lu Zi Nuo silently thought to himself that it was fortunate that he did not turn around and scold her a hundred times, and the remaining rationality forced her to quickly react and bend her body to greet him.

"This commoner pays his respects to Your Highness."

Lu Zi Nuo bent over, raising his brows with his hands, he bent down to pay his respects. Looking at the bottom of the man's clothes, it was a ball of dragon patterns woven with dense golden threads, full of mist and mist, it was extremely lifelike. The person did not move for a while. Lu Zi Nuo even felt like there was a black cloud floating above his head.

"Rise." After a while, Mu Rong Chun sullenly asked Lu Zi Nuo, "Where are you heading to?"

"Out … "To leave the palace..." During the time they were in contact, Lu Zi Nuo had already understood Mu Rong Chun's personality. The gap between the two of them was no longer that deep, but now, she did not understand why Mu Rong Chun was acting like this. Mu Rong Chun raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips and looked over. He walked over, and only after taking a few steps did he discover that Lu Zi Nuo was still where he was before. He stopped and turned around, waiting for her: "Why aren't you following me?"

Lu Zi Nuo hurriedly followed, only missing the long tail that was shaking behind him. Seeing Lu Zi Nuo's feigned fawning expression, Mu Rong Chun wanted to laugh, but only curled his lips faintly. "I thought that Lu Lang Jun was hiding from this king again."

"Huh?" Lu Zi Nuo did not react in time, his face was full of question marks, and when he looked up, he saw Mu Rong Chun looking at him, and immediately lowered his head: "Why are you hiding? Besides, your highness is wise and wise, how could I possibly avoid your highness? "

Towards Lu Zi Nuo's obvious flattery, Mu Rong Chun coldly snorted: "Then why did you ignore me after calling you three times? Where are your ears?"

Lu Zi Nuo had been thinking about her sister the entire time, and had indeed not heard anything. Thus, he hurried over, pulled on Mu Rong Chun's sleeves and shook it: "I've been thinking about my sister the entire time, I really haven't heard anything."

Hearing that, Mu Rong Chun revealed a smile, scaring the old internal service beside him that he gasped for breath.

He was an ice face, and every day he would keep a straight face, but he would not let his emotions show on his face, and yet he made things difficult for the people who followed him every day.

Mu Rong Chun was still able to hear this subtle sound. He glanced at it, then retracted his smile, and retracted his sleeves without leaving a trace of trace.

The two of them walked in a line, both of them remaining silent. The atmosphere was a little awkward, Lu Zi Nuo was walking behind because of him, but he could not see her, and kept looking left and right. Although he came to Daming Palace once last time, he was too busy dealing with Xian An that he did not take a good look.

From afar, they could hear the soft laughter of Wu Nong from the south. His voice was full of laughter. He sounded very gentle and flirtatious. Just by hearing his voice, one could tell he was a beauty.

His voice was not far from the two of them, upon turning the pavilion, he could see that Lu Zi Nuo was in high spirits, but at the center of his brows, he suddenly moved, attempting to obstruct Lu Zi Nuo's line of sight.

Lu Zi Nuo was a little confused. He thought about how the girls in the imperial harem, other than the palace maids, were the concubines and how Mu Rong Chun kept on stopping them. What was the reason for that? Could it be that the girl was in his heart?

Thinking about it, he shook his head again with certainty. Lu Zi Nuo knew that Mu Rong Chun was a fool about this matter, as if he had never been good to women before. Of course, he would never have a good face to others. However, there was a possibility that people who were not enlightened might have something they valued more in their hearts, thus Lu Zi Nuo was even more curious.

After walking a few steps, he turned around and stretched his neck out, but Lu Zi Nuo regretted it.

It was unknown how a willow tree was planted on the side of the pavilion, but it was already in the early winter, and the trees had withered, but there were only a few Nine Tripod Clans that had bloomed with deep red flowers. Along with the bright red color of the carved beams, it gave off a coiling feeling, making it look especially beautiful.

The top of the pavilion was covered with a veil, and just by looking at it, Lu Zi Nuo could tell that it was Bozhou's Shadowless Yarn, which was as transparent as ice. It did not obstruct one's line of sight, but seemed to close in like it was a dream, causing the people inside to look like gods and fairies that had descended into the mortal world.

There were two women and a man in the pavilion. The man was the current emperor, leaning on the soft couch, drinking wine, and the woman closest to the man was truly a beautiful woman. Even her fingertips were so white that they seemed transparent, and her face was as white as snow.

When she looked at the emperor, her eyes were full of smiles. But when she looked at the woman next to her, her face turned as red as a river. She instantly took off her mask, and an arrow filled with poison shot out of her phoenix eyes.

The woman by her side was holding a book in her hands. Her manner was gentle and self-contained, her cheeks were fresh and beautiful, her brows were furrowed yet not deeply. Her bright eyes seemed to be filled with smoke as she gave a smile that was not a smile.

Although they were both reading books, they were not able to stop the laughter and laughter between men and women. They were just like the maids of the two men, or perhaps they were the ones who read books in a teahouse. No matter how one looked at it, it didn't feel good.

The Emperor, on the other hand, didn't pay the slightest attention to his. When he glanced over arrogantly, he was smiling. Even though he was dressed in ordinary clothes, he could still feel the might of the heavens.

Lu Zi Nuo was quiet for a moment, then lowered his head and followed behind Mu Rong Chun, his heart gradually becoming more and more desolate.

Compared to Zi Qian's answer just now, she knew in her heart that her sisters were the same as her, neither reporting their joy nor reporting their worries. However, in the end, the truth was still a fire that could not be wrapped in paper, and was seen through with a single glance.

How could such a palace life be enjoyable for his sisters? Not to mention the rare freedom, he didn't even have the least bit of respect. And all of this was being implicated by her. Lu Zi Nuo clenched his fists.

Looking at the back of the figure in front of him, he felt some resentment. If not for him …

If she wanted her sisters to leave the palace, she would have to rely on the help of the person in front of her. If she could get him to help, she would have to work hard to get him to appreciate her.

But to make others appreciate him, he had to pay respects to him. Even if it wasn't to flatter him, he had to at least be satisfied and make use of him. This made Lu Zi Nuo sigh deeply.

Just like that, one in front and one in front, Lu Zi Nuo left the palace, he was sulking from head to toe, but just as he was about to leave, he heard a familiar laughter: "What happened, I can't wait to get an oil bottle on my mouth."