When the sun went to the council hall, the corridor of the deep palace was already very lively, and the musical instruments of the country plus the Qiang pipe of Fanbang, the symphony of silk and bamboo, the aftersound echoed in the ears for a long time. Looking at the past, the trumpeter wrapped in red cloth and silk under the bluestone carved fence has been prepared, and the brocade guards with knives stand down the stone steps of the main hall in a row, and the flying fish costumes are splendid and beautiful.

Luo Yan followed and stood behind Lin Ying, but Lin Ying was so quiet all the time, not saying a word, and not turning around.

"Qingqing, Qingqing!"

Hundreds of officials gathered in the court, and the people next to them didn't even dare to cough easily, but Luo Yan was wanton and didn't stand in the team with others. But he leaned tightly to Lin Ying's side, grinning and screaming, and didn't care about it

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