"Zhong Aiqing is flat." Ansu's majestic and clear voice echoed throughout the high platform of the sacrifice,

Dressed in a red dragon robe, with a huge tail of nine meters, and a defensive title of nine gold bead tassels, he stood on a marble red platform, looking down at everyone.

The majesty of the king was vividly performed by him, and the domineering momentum emanated from all directions.

"Your Majesty." The sound of the crowd forming a uniform was as if it had been practiced.

This is followed by an extremely tedious ceremony.

Almost from the moment the ceremony began, the experience value of the live broadcast room was rising little by little.

Originally, there were only more than 100 points, but now it has accumulated to more than 300.

Ansu was not surprised at all, in the past, he occasionally encountered a wedding and funeral ceremony in the world, and he could increase his experience points, but now he personally holds a grand ceremony such as a national ceremony, even if it is not too much.

When the ceremony came to an end, Ansu announced in public that the body officials who had left Mu Xiu would rest for seven days, and if there was no important matter, there was no need to play a discount.

Ansu also smiled teasingly and said that if she was not afraid of settling accounts after the autumn, she could even cut it first and then play.

In the crowd, An Suyi looked for Wang Juqing and found him standing in the second row, and smiled at him gently.

She really didn't see the wrong person, her Wang Aiqing still came.

Wang Juqing persuaded himself for a long time before he dared to come, but when he saw Asu's smile, he still subconsciously lowered his head.

In his eyes, every gaze thrown at him around him was hot, and every soft whisper was about his humiliating thing.

He wanted to escape, he wanted to abandon all the so-called gentlemanly etiquette, and he ran away desperately.

10,000 want to escape.

He finally waited until the end of the ceremony, and watched their majesty drive back to the palace with his own eyes, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

But he didn't want to be stopped by the princess of the country again, so he reluctantly cheered up again, pretending not to see some strange eyes around him.

"Happy New Year, sir." Murong Huamin's smile was quiet and decent, she didn't think about it in the slightest, she just wanted to say thank you to the gentleman who had taught her for many days.

"Happy New Year." Wang Juqing looked at this picturesque princess, she was in a trance, obviously they were all the daughters of the first emperor, why is the gap so big?

"Sir, Zirui will visit you again in the future." Murong Huamin smiled softly and looked at his mentor.

Murong Huamin said this, but Wang Juqing remembered what Ansu said that day, she was unwilling to apprentice.

With a serious appearance and a beautiful face, Wang Juqing smiled lightly unconsciously.

"The princess doesn't have to go." While he fell into memories, he didn't forget to greet Murong Huamin.

"Zirui has no family affection, if you want to visit the door, you can only go to Mr." Murong Huamin said with a smile,

In fact, compared with her sister Murong Huajin, she has more relatives, not only her mother is still there, but there are many important members of the court and the middle of the court.

But because a few years ago, after she got married, the Li family was at odds with the original party, so they gradually became estranged.

As a princess of a country, Murong Huamin didn't need to be close to the masses of ministers, and her biological mother could take care of this kind of thing.

Wang Juqing couldn't help but feel pity when he remembered what he had experienced, and his tone of voice became warmer, "The princess doesn't have to go, the minister is a foreign man, and it is not in line with etiquette." ”

"A day as a teacher...... Murong Huamin originally wanted to express his intentions, but then he thought that her father was the first emperor, and this sentence was not suitable for her.

"The minister was terrified." Wang Juqing took a step back lightly and gave a shallow salute to Murong Huamin.

Murong Huamin hurriedly returned the salute, and the two of them made it as funny as worshipping the church.

Wang Juqing unconsciously blushed again, for some reason, he was obviously closer to the princess, but he wanted to leave more than when he faced His Majesty.

It's walking, not fleeing.

In His Majesty's place, he can only flee in the wilderness, and in the face of the princess, he can walk lightly.

Wang Juqing took out the gentleman's etiquette that he hadn't seen for many days, shirked Murong Huamin's idea in a few words, and then went home alone.

The first thing Ansu did after leaving the ceremony was to change out of this extremely cumbersome clothes.

"Your Majesty, Happy New Year!" Li Hua just popped up, and then jumped out again.

Ansu gave all the ministers a holiday, and their internal affairs office could not take a holiday.

Li Huaren is a big ghost, and he has always helped his elderly father-in-law in an orderly manner, and he has completely confirmed his identity as a little supervisor.

Seeing that he was busy chasing after a dog, Ansu smiled lightly, she hadn't prepared a New Year's gift for the child yet, thought about it for a while, picked up the pen and wrote a holy decree.

Directly named Xiao Slip Tou as the deputy director of the big house, since he likes housekeeping so much, let him be busy, this kid can come in handy in the Internal Affairs Office, it is indeed Ansu's unexpected joy.

"Master, is there anything delicious for the New Year?" The sugar gourd turned into a fox and arrogantly went to Ansu's side to beg for a reward.

"Yes." Ansu chuckled and bought it some food from the quest mall and gently tossed it to it.

Even if it is some small snacks and insignificant things, the sugar gourd has been happy for a long time.

"I'll take you out today." Both of them were in a good mood, and Ansu mentioned it softly.

"Okay!" The sugar gourd's eyes lit up, and the owner went out on his own, and he really didn't bring it.

Ansu said that he took it to play, and even the lollipop in his hand was not fragrant, but he still carefully hid it.

It was hidden under Ansu's pillow.

Ansu looked at him and felt speechless, but he still didn't interrupt.

Sugar Gourd was in a good mood, so he turned into a human form, wore very ordinary clothes, and looked at Ansu with bright eyes.

I want the owner to praise it for being good-looking.

By the way, this idea is really extravagant.

Today's wood and slag are more (red) The small sugar gourd is really cute, and it looks good in anything.

The jade (red) of Pompeii, this brown gown, if worn on someone else, will definitely not be found.

There is no phase (orange) stunning beautiful man.

Le Chenyu (yellow) is immature with a little charm.

Love fener catlove (orange) meow ~ Don't say that the sugar gourd is immature, he has lived thousands of years old.

How many thousand years old is nothing, nothing is clear?

The jade exquisite (red) ancient beast of Pompeii, the specific age has not been revealed.

Sugar gourd (colorful glare) Oops, the age of the little cutie is a secret.

The porridge (red) is good-looking, it's good-looking, and I want to give a small reward to the sugar gourd and add chicken legs.

A large group of viewers of the super pet sugar gourd once again started rewarding with the help of Ansu's speed live broadcast room.

I just can't remember where those people who used to make sugar gourds went, since the last time they danced on the Seven Star Stage, the treatment of the entire sugar gourd has changed.

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