Yue Chengcheng looked at Sheng Mingjun, "Take a step to speak." ”

The ghost owl's eyes sank slightly.

Sheng Mingjun nodded numbly and led the way in front, "Okay, please go to the study." ”

Yuecheng turned around and followed.

For a long time, she didn't hear the footsteps behind, she looked at the ghost owl suspiciously, "Let's go." ”

The ghost owl was gurgling sour bubbles in her heart, and when she heard her at first glance, she was stunned for a moment, and then looked at her little hand stretched out towards her, and the whole person was so happy that she was almost pink.

He hooked his lips and walked over to hold her hand.

Hua Yan's eyes widened in the back, and she said speechlessly: "This wave shows affection, I will play ten points." ”

I've never seen anyone show affection in front of someone's mourning hall......

Den.

Sheng Mingjun said: "Sister Yi, if you have anything to say, there are no outsiders here." ”

Yue Chengcheng nodded and said, "We will leave the Imperial City in a few days. ”

Sheng Mingjun opened his mouth wide and said reluctantly: "Are you leaving?" ”

The Devil glanced up at him.

Forget it, seeing that the little guy is still holding his hand and hasn't let go, I won't worry about him.

Someone was scratching her palm, Yue Qicheng was speechless, and said to Sheng Mingjun calmly: "Yes, I have to go." ”

Then, inform him of her and the elders' decision on the throne.

Sheng Mingjun came back to his senses and exclaimed, "Enthroned? Isn't that right? I'm afraid it won't be up to the task. ”

When his father was alive, he was very ambitious, but the emperor was his father's brother, so he didn't rebel or anything.

As for him, he has been trained to be a prince since he was a child, so how could he ever think about being an emperor?

Yue Chengcheng said, "There's nothing wrong with it. The Stone Soul Dynasty has gone through this difficulty, it is the prosperity of all kinds of waste, it will not be too difficult for you to ascend the throne for a few years, and it will not be too difficult after a few years of familiarizing yourself with state affairs. ”

Sheng Mingjun said helplessly: "Sister Yi, there is still a prince alive, and I will cross the world as soon as the prince crosses over, I am afraid that the people will not be convinced." ”

Yue Chengcheng was surprised, "Even the elders of Soul Island have no opinion, who in the Stone Soul Dynasty dares to have an opinion?" But there are those who are not convinced, you catch a few and kill them, and after killing chickens and monkeys, who else dares to resist you? ”

The people don't care who sits in that position, and if the new emperor doesn't destroy their lives, they should burn high incense.

Moreover, among the people of the Stone Soul Dynasty, the prestige of King Ye has always been higher than that of the emperor. The son of King Ye may be more respected than the prince's ascendancy.

Sheng Mingjun was dumbfounded, this is too simple and rude, right?

Yue Chengcheng wrinkled his brows, "If you don't want to be now, you can't do it, Elder Sheng and I have already agreed." ”

Sheng Mingjun: "......??? ”

He pondered: "Sister Yi, do you really want me to be the emperor?" ”

Yue Chengcheng was very honest and said, "Yes, it is good for me for you to be the emperor." Only when you become the emperor can I leave with peace of mind. ”

Sheng Mingjun suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders was a lot heavier, but there was also a kind of stability in stepping on the ground.

Since returning from Soul Island, after hearing about King Ye, his whole person has been floating, he has no center of gravity in life, and he can't find the direction at all.

At this time, he desperately needs someone to tell him what to do.

He asked with concern, "Why is that?" Is there anything you can help me with? ”

Yue Qingcheng nodded, "The place where the palace manages the spirit pattern, I want it." But I can't move it, I need someone to take care of it for me, and no one else will set foot in it. And in the imperial palace, the emperor has the most right to speak. ”

Sheng Mingjun wanted to speak and stopped, but he didn't ask her what she wanted those spirit patterns for.

If you ask, you may not get an answer, so why bother her?

"Okay, I'll help you."

Tut?

The ghost owl raised his head, and in the depths of his deep eyes, there was a dissatisfaction that Sheng Mingjun couldn't see, "I won't let you be this emperor for nothing, right, little daughter-in-law?" ”