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Mu Rong Chun walked over and saw the contempt in Yang Ou Yu's eyes. Gently biting his lips, he stood beside Lu Zi Nuo and bowed.

Lu Zi Nuo saw Liu Zhen Yang walking out from behind Emperor, he coincidentally looked over, and also saw Lu Zi Nuo, the moment he laid eyes on him, only the two of them dared to look at him and smile.

Mu Rong Chun glanced at it, feeling unexplainable displeasure in his heart. What kind of occasion was this, to be able to look at it so unrestrainedly, and learn < Rites > too unqualified. After all, Lu Zi Nuo and Mu Rong Yuan were even closer than Liu Zhen Yang, so he should not be surprised.

Zhang Yun Cheng stood on the other side of Lu Zi Nuo, thinking that Liu Zhen Yang had warned him earlier that he had to wait for Yang Ou Yu to speak before he could talk about the Qujiang Feast. Firstly, Lu Zi Nuo was impulsive, he would definitely react first when he heard the news. Secondly, even if that person was Yang Ou Yu, it would take some time to chew on Lu Zi Nuo's invitation to the Qujiang Feast, so the two of them did not need to cause any unnecessary arguments. Liu Zhen Yang was extremely attentive to Lu Zi Nuo, and even someone as indifferent as Zhang Yun Cheng was subconsciously aware that the relationship between the two of them was not ordinary. But what did this have to do with him? His insistence on coming to the nativology to study also caused his family to be stunned for a long time. However, most of it was pleasant surprise, because no matter how much he donated, his family still did not know what he was feeling. There seemed to be a mysterious force here that was attracting him to come closer. However, as he stood there, his heart was filled with rejection.

Mu Rong Shi was high up in the sky, but he did not sit down, the gold wyvern chair was glowing behind him, from afar, it looked like a light that was standing in the opposite direction, it was extremely imposing, like a god. He was no longer young, but when he looked at the young faces, he felt that there was still hope for the Dacheng.

"We," Mu Rong Shi opened his mouth, and his thin lips slightly pursed, "It has already been fifteen years since we have ascended to the throne. In the first year of Zhenyu, my dynasty is flourishing. However in the period of the Heavenly Treasures, the chaos in Xuelin, the loss of our Shengjing s, and the abandonment of our Shengjing s by the princes and I resulted in us escaping. "

Everyone was silent. In the entire hall, only Mu Rong Shi's voice could be heard, it was so quiet that one could even hear the sound of his heartbeat. Lu Zi Nuo listened to his heartbeat, which slowed down, and then again, like a slow river, but because of that "abandonment", he violently stirred up a wave. At the time of Xuelin's chaos, Emperor was only fourteen years old. Back then, when the Profound Sect escaped from the Shengjing, even though he had already been the emperor for many years, he was still brooding over a mistake that did not belong to him many years ago.

"Everywhere we go, it is all in ruins. The people do not live peacefully, strong soldiers suppress the enemy, and the citizens of Dacheng are all suffering! "At that time, I swore that I would never abandon my people in this life!"

But he couldn't do it. When Lu Zi Nuo heard this, he couldn't help but lower his head even more. In front of her was an old man who was over fifty years old.

"But I can't do it. De Xin is one of the great changes in the history of Dacheng. We actually became the third monarchs of the Dacheng to abandon the city and flee the people. I am ashamed! "

His voice was filled with pain. His large palm landed on the dragon head on the side of the throne. He ruthlessly gripped the dragon head's eyes. His fingertips turned slightly pale, but he continued.

"Your Majesty..." Mu Rong Shi felt bad, he emphasized his words. The General Manager, Du Fei, who was standing at the side seemed to be unable to continue listening. He wanted to go up and stop them, but when he called out softly, he was stopped by the Emperor.

"We told you that we dared to record the information into our records because not only was it our shame, it was also an unforgettable history of the entire Dacheng. The reason we spoke of this history was because we hoped that it would never happen again."

Mu Rong Shi looked at the young faces of his highness, and also looked at Mu Rong Chun who was in the middle of the group of people with elegant Mu Yulin [1].

Originally, he didn't need to reprimand him for today's ceremony. But when he saw Lu Zi Nuo, he had to admit that he was really old. The world had to be handed over to the young generation of children, and many of them, who were part of the ranks, would soon become the future of the Dacheng.

"You are my Dacheng's future hope. You are my Dacheng's guardian and builder."

His voice gradually became calm and deep, like the music of an army that was filled with grief and sorrow. However, after this sadness was over, he should reflect on his pain and avoid feeling it wherever he went.

"We know that everyone here will use your pens, every line, every line, and every line, every line, and every line, to create history for our Dacheng. For the Dacheng, for the people, even if it's a storm or a storm, even if it's something important to do, you still won't retreat. "

"As for me, I hope that one day, the Dacheng will be blessed by you and all the others. I hope that in a hundred years, when I dream of returning to the Dacheng, I will be able to see all your poems and songs spread through the ages. I hope that the people of the Dacheng, as well as the people of the Dacheng, will enjoy a peaceful and prosperous life in the future!"

When Lu Zi Nuo heard to this point, he couldn't help but slightly tremble, and even felt that something was about to break out from his heart, yet she merely knelt down like the others, and earnestly said word by word:

"Long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor."

Emperor returned temporarily to take a break, while Mu Rong Chun glanced at Lu Zi Nuo.

When Lu Zi Nuo heard Emperor's words just now, he felt his blood boiling and he was even eager to give it a try.

Mu Rong Chun smiled as he shook his head. To be so easily bewitched, you are truly young and arrogant. After he was six years old, this matter of being easily bewitched no longer happened. He would first listen to everyone's words to a certain extent. If he was not confident, he would absolutely not do anything, and would definitely not be perverted. And gradually, he became the one who bewitched others.

Just as he was lost in his thoughts, he saw Lu Zi Nuo smiling brilliantly, like the starlight in the sky shining at the same time. It was extremely beautiful, causing him to be stunned for a moment.

"Of course we have to go. How can we not go?"

"Alright, Zino will go too."

Li Zhao revealed the smile of a fox once again, "It can't be any better!"

Poor Liu Zhen Yang still had to wear that big red robe and rush around. He didn't even need to raise his head to imagine Lu Zi Nuo winking at him and gloating in front of him.

"This is nativology's new doctor this year — — Ou Yang Zhan." As Liu Zhen Yang introduced his, he saw Lu Zi Nuo suddenly open his eyes wide, his originally sleepy look gone, and his chin almost falling off.

After hearing Ou Yang Zhan's name, Lu Zi Nuo was actually complaining incessantly in his heart. This was originally an old matter.