One morning, Wu Wu was like a marionette, being led back and forth.

"Where are we going now?" she whispered to the two little palace maids who were helping her walk.

These two little palace maids are the two who serve her in the morning to bathe and dress.

The strange thing is that the two of them were still smiling and smiling with her in the morning, but now they are straight faces, unusually serious.

When he looked at others again, he had a similar expression, extremely serious and solemn.

It looks like something really big has happened.

Wuxian gave up the idea of inquiring and let them take him to a strange place.

……

When he arrived at his destination, he was shocked by the sight in front of him.

What kind of sacred picture is that?

Thousands of people bowed down on the ground, like the most staunch believers, their faces filled with meticulous piety.

They worship collectively in a certain direction, muttering something in their mouths, chanting something for each kowtow, chanting a sentence or two.

And on a majestic platform not far away, Wu Yan saw Zheng Rin.

He was dressed in black palace clothes, and his face was also full of piety, and he prayed in a certain direction with the people on earth.

Wuxian probably understood that this should be a kind of prayer ceremony for Nanxuan.

But she didn't understand, why should she be allowed to join in such a ceremony?

She doesn't know anything about that......

She came in the middle of the ceremony, and it was over a while.

Then, Zheng Rin said some words of encouragement to the people, and also explained the recent turmoil.

This geographical location is in the most spacious part of the main city, and more and more people have heard that His Majesty is here, and they have rushed to come.

The sea of people is becoming more and more spectacular.

Wuxian himself was also infected by the atmosphere, and his emotions were inexplicably surging.

She didn't see what the next process was, and the palace maid helped her around again and changed her position.

Somewhat similar to behind the scenes of a theatrical performance.

I didn't expect it to be closer to Zheng Rin like this.

She could see his expression clearly.

The effect of the antidote is good, he has gotten rid of his dependence on silk masks, and uses his true appearance to face the public.

He has not been exposed to the sun for a long time, his skin is much whiter than ordinary people, a pair of phoenix eyes are slender and long, and his gaze is very imposing.

From this point alone, she should be grateful to Su Mo.

When I think of that person, I feel conflicted in my heart, and I can't tell what it's like.

“…… No Death?"

As she was distracted, someone stopped her from behind, and there seemed to be a little uncertainty in her tone.

It was Murong Jie's voice.

Wuxian heard a familiar voice, turned around, and found that it was indeed him.

"General, long time no see. She greeted as usual.

Hey, take a closer look, Murong Jie seems to have been carefully cleaned up.

Why is everyone so excited?

Murong Jie didn't respond to her immediately, a moment of surprise flashed in his eyes when he looked at her, he recovered randomly, and nodded lightly at her, "You ...... today Very good. ”

Before joining the army, he was a scholar, and his praise was never his weakness.

But for some reason, when I saw Wu Wu, these words fell on my lips, and I didn't have the strength to say them.

I feel that speaking out is a blasphemy against her.

"What the hell is going on?" he raised an eyebrow, not telling her that he didn't know.