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Liu Zhen Yang laughed out loud. "Zi Nuo has never cared about the looks of others before. It seems that he has grown up by a year.

"No way!" Lu Zi Nuo blushed a little. In her heart, how he looked was never important. But Liu Zhen Yang's words stabbed right into her heart, since when did she become like that?

Lu Zi Nuo looked at Mu Fei and the Emperor above as he spoke, while pointing at the beautiful lady standing behind him. The Emperor, on the other hand, had an expression of obvious interest, his sharp eyebrows raised, while Mu Fei respectfully handed over the object in his hand. Lu Zi Nuo was shocked, he felt that the thing looked very familiar.

Emperor stood up, and a eunuch at his side immediately silenced everyone. Then he said loudly: "I want to find a person for Lu Qing. "Who, who is it?"

Everyone was discussing amongst themselves, while a few thin faced new students had already started to blush. Which one of the people in this world did not know how to chase after fame and glory, and did not want to destroy themselves, so there was nothing wrong with them. However, that person had chosen to go through the entire world's thoughts, and who knew who was it that was qualified to say such a sentence.

Just as Liu Zhen Yang was about to laugh, he realized that the person behind him had already walked up to the front of the stage. Lu Zi Nuo's expression was calm, only the most familiar with her, like Liu Zhen Yang and the others, could see that her body was stiff.

Lu Zi Nuo could not tell if Emperor was happy or angry, he only felt that for royalty, whether they were happy or angry, they all looked normal. That silk handkerchief was something she had wrapped around the servant's hand just now. He would let the Mu Xiang take it no matter what; even if he wanted to find someone, he could just quietly look for it.

Lu Zi Nuo was full of grievances, and even had the heart to die. Once he was on the stage, he realized that the only person she recognized was Mu Rong Chun. Mu Rong Chun's gaze was still calm as he nodded to indicate that nothing had happened.

"Oh, it's you," Mu Rong Shi nodded slightly, extended his hand out to stop himself from being courteous, "Since the poem was written by you, then come and listen to it with the rest of the people."

Lu Zi Nuo lowered his head and agreed. His heart was in turmoil, if he could, he would have cried while hugging onto Emperor's leg. She could only say:

"White Dew Point, Starlight Extinguish, Autumn Wind Fallen Leaf." The former site was decadent, the former emperor's palace was in ruins.

Shengjing was still as famous as ever. Change your appearance and wear down Gu Jin.

"Things don't mix with people, what's the point of chasing after fame? Lu Zi Nuo, what do you think about fame and fortune?"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Lu Zi Nuo, while the person standing high above was silent. His fingertips tapped on the armrest of the dragon throne rhythmically, as though if Lu Zi Nuo could not give him a satisfactory answer, Lu Zi Nuo would disappear in the next second.

Lu Zi Nuo straightened his back, trying his best to look steady. However, she knew that his hand was covered in cold sweat, and even his fingertips were trembling, as though a gust of wind would be able to take her away. Even every strand of hair was trembling along with it, silently trembling.

"I thought, this is the name of the book, and this is the name of the brush and ink. "The overseer thinks that this person must live in awe. Some people respect ghosts and gods, while others revere life. As for us students, we should all revere our words and our calligraphy." Lu Zi Nuo lowered his head slightly, listening to his own long and long breath.

At that moment, she wanted to return to the Peizhou the most. In such a small place, no matter who's son was in high school, or whose wife had given birth to a fat baby, everyone knew what kind of troubles they were facing. They were all familiar with the place, always opening their eyes and strolling on the streets.

Even though Lu Zi Nuo had been in Shengjing for more than half a year, she felt unhappy. It wasn't that his life wasn't good, or the people around his weren't good, it was from the bottom of his heart. Everyone in Shengjing were in a hurry, as though time was their designated lamp. When they lived together, they would not even think about greeting each other, but they would all be cold and lower their heads, living their own lives. Lu Zi Nuo was not used to this life.

But she could go against her heart. In this palace hall, in this environment, she said things she didn't want to say, because people did not only live for their own sake. Behind her were her three sisters, as well as those who wanted to wish her well. She had to admit that power and fame allowed a person who had never owned one to get everything he wanted in an instant, but no one asked, "You've changed so much, do you remember yourself at that time?"

"Well said, looks like this poem has a taste. As expected of the son of the Lu family. "Come, reward, bestow." The person in power laughed out loud. His eyes were still as dark as before, and his smile didn't reach his eyes. It was as if he just wanted to see how she would answer, or perhaps her answer was unsatisfactory.

Lu Zi Nuo glanced back, and saw Liu Zhen Yang's slightly worried expression, which revealed a pale smile. In the eyes of others, perhaps Lu Zi Nuo had done an extremely good job of flattering the people in the palace. Only she herself knew that when she was in the palace, she had asked himself how he had changed.

Although she was still seated at the side, she was still much better than the new students outside. Without even needing to think, Lu Zi Nuo knew that there were countless of students behind her that thought that she was a hypocrite, but what could he do? Even she herself felt the same way.

She sat down. Before she could recover, she heard someone ask, "Are you alright?"

Lu Zi Nuo looked up to see Mu Jing Yun standing right in front of him. His face was filled with a smile, full of sincere concern.

If one were to talk about Mu Jing Yun, one would talk about him being the son of Mu Fei. He treated people with gentleness and gentleness, yet, he did not like learning. He had been studying in the Hall of Justice for four years already, and now he had become Lu Zi Nuo's classmate.

"Nothing," Lu Zi Nuo said as he shook his head. Mu Jing Yun, on the other hand, gave a kind smile, and did not pursue the matter.

He didn't know if it was just an illusion on Lu Zi Nuo's part, but he had a nagging feeling that Mu Jing Yun was frowning when he mentioned his father.

The two of them walked over to Mu Fei's side. Mu Fei still had that smiling expression on his face, but behind him was still that sweet lady. She looked like she was only 10 years old, her eyes curved when she smiled, although she had not grown up, she was still a beauty.