Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the biannual electromagnetic storm of Green Starfish is coming again, and Luo Zhiyuan's summer vacation is gradually approaching, and when Grand Duke Noya began to sharpen his knives, there was a news from the administrative star that made everyone 'happy'. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoHis Majesty the Emperor is about to marry a new empress again, and while the whole country is celebrating, for the smooth progress of the celebration and the safety of all the guests, all the channels of the administrative star are closed.

Even the entrance exams for the First School and its affiliated secondary school were postponed for two months - everything had to make way for His Majesty's wedding. Luo Zhiyuan's summer is destined to be spent in school, with various practical activities.

It's just that this time, he has a lot of companions.

After the seven brothers of the Yu family contacted the family through the light brain, they planned to team up with Luo Zhiyuan and go to the Wasteland Star for a month, and by the way, they helped the school to hide the small round cards of the candidates every year to earn some living expenses.

Even Murong Nuo was ready to participate in such a practical activity together.

It's a pity that the practical activities lasted for a month, and he couldn't turn back halfway, and Murong Nuo, as the son of the marshal, had to go back to the administrative star to participate in the celebration, and this plan could only be aborted.

Oh! I forgot to mention that the wedding gift that Generalissimo Murong Yuan gave to His Majesty was the two golden flower teas that bloomed well.

After half a year, the two golden flower teas are still in the hands of His Majesty, but the meaning is completely different, good felling!

Song Xinya, as the behind-the-scenes hero of cultivating Jinhua Tea, completely hid behind Marshal Murong, hiding even deeper, easy to cut!

I have to say that for the sake of Baby Qiao's face, in order to hide the mother and son of the Luo family, Murong Nuo has done enough.

This kind of thing of hiding Jinhua tea for half a year is known to His Majesty, and it will cause His Majesty to be dissatisfied, so good!

However, for the sake of Baby Qiao's happiness, Murong Yuan did so.

Ouch hey! Marshal Murong, how much you love your wife!

Love the house and Wu to this extent, there is no one!

Murong Nuo just can't stand your show of affection all the time, so he hides in school and doesn't want to go home, so it's good!

Perhaps, it's not just that they can't stand the marshal couple's show of affection?

No matter how unreliable his parents are, no matter how much they show affection, he can still be himself in front of them. He was even more disgusted with the banquets and balls ......that the 'marshal son' had to attend, and the men and women wearing masks surrounded the 'marshal son' and used the most 'proper' social vocabulary to say flattering words.

It's also possible that they don't surround themselves, but get together and talk about the most boring topics, and that's already thankful.

Maybe somewhere he doesn't know, doing the dirtiest deals? What does that have to do with him?

Anyway, what they need is a 'marshal son'.

All of this is so disgusting.

The formation of an iceberg is by no means such a simple matter.

As the son of a marshal, Murong Nuo knew at a very young age that his every word and deed and every move was watched by others with a magnifying glass. His attitude represents the attitude of the Murong family and the attitude of the imperial marshal. He must have no likes and dislikes, no position, no ......

Since he was a child, he has learned how to control his emotions, how to be calm, and how to be happy.

He became an iceberg and a qualified marshal.

But God knows how much he loathed them, disgusted that even laughter was a luxury.

First, schools are closed, but they are also equal.

In this, he can occasionally let go of his identity as a marshal son, make three or five friends, smile and laugh, and don't need to wear the mask he made for himself.

No matter how unbearable it was, when the marshal's special plane stopped at three hundred meters from Wennaxing Port and waited, Murong Nuo still obediently packed his package and returned to the administrative star.

He also carried the skin of the marshal's son, so he naturally had to fulfill his obligations.

Just when the other roommates were hiding small round cards in the Wasteland Star, Murong Nuo participated in banquets and dances of all sizes, with an iceberg face, watching all kinds of farces, and missing his roommates infinitely in his heart.

As for His Majesty's wedding?

For others, it may be a good opportunity to form a faction; Maybe it's a good time to go on a blind date; Maybe it's an opportunity to talk; Maybe it's a good time to sell goods and make a profit...... But for Murong Nuo, it's just a play. It's just a play that has nothing to do with me.

He didn't want to watch such a scene. He was not born before the wedding of the first three queens, so he didn't make it in time.

This time, he didn't want to come either.

He began to stand in the hall before dawn, waiting for the High Priest to arrive, for His Majesty to arrive, for the arrival of the new Empress, for the end of the ceremony, for the banquet to begin, for the ball to begin, until the middle of the night.

Even if he has a good physical skill level, he can't stand it, okay?

It's that you can't stand it, okay?

As soon as the wedding was over, Murong Nuo couldn't wait to escape back to Wen Naxing, he really couldn't stand it anymore.

Murong Nuo ran away, and Murong Yuan and Qiao Baobao were still deeply trapped inside.

By the time the carnival of the administrative stars came to an end, the exam season of the first school began again.

Watching the younger students repeat what they did back then, Luo Zhiyuan and Murong Nuo and other second-graders watched very happily.

However, it's one thing to watch jokes, and their lives will go on. Course selection, class attendance, extracurricular practice...... Everyone is also very busy.

Two months later, the new juniors and sisters were enrolled, and Luo Zhiyuan and Murong Nuo took the time to go. It may be due to time, high-quality candidates may not have the opportunity to reach the administrative star, the exam has begun, maybe it is other reasons, but Luo Zhiyuan and Murong Nuo found that this group of juniors and sisters is really changing sacks for sacks, and one generation is not as good as the next, and they have lost interest in the juniors and sisters since then.

Luo Zhiyuan is old enough to be able to take a simulated mecha, so he naturally enrolled in the mecha master course, and Murong Nuo is not to be outdone, and the brothers are finally in the same frame.

And Murong Nuo may have been in contact with the simulation mecha early, or he may have a relatively high talent, and he won Luo Zhiyuan for the first time in the simulation mecha piloting, and he gained great satisfaction and won back a little bit of self-confidence.

Luo Zhiyuan was indifferent to the fact that Murong Nuo surpassed himself.

People can't be perfect everywhere, Murong Nuo has his own strengths, why compare himself with others everywhere? To do your best and surpass yourself is already the greatest success.

Luo Zhiyuan's open-mindedness impressed Murong Nuo, but it added a little more meaning of sincere fellowship.

Such a person, neither humble nor arrogant, open-minded and transparent, the best military advisor, has wood?