âThere werenât any trees that bled last night!â
âRight! My windows werenât shattered when I woke up this morning, there wasnât even a cool breeze!â
âThis Master Moon Control is a real master! Sheâs much more reliable than the witches!â
âShh, be quiet, you canât talk nonsense!â
......
While the surrounding people were talking, the emperorâs, who was Murong Han Xuan, personal guard Chen Yi appeared.
He moved through the crowd to stand in front of her and gave her a polite bow, âMaster Moon Control, the emperor wishes to see you. Could you come with this humble one?â
Luo Qing Chen looked at Murong Ming behind her and his eyes were calm, neither nodding or shaking his head.
Chen Yi thought that she was put in a bad position and quickly said, âIf master wishes to bring any followers, you can go together.â
Ha, ha, ha! The Mu An Countryâs founding emperor was treated as her follower, she shouldnât be too happy.
âUn.â She gave a pretend pretentious nod and said, âLead the way.â
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When they entered the palace, minister Chun who was being possessed by Zhi Zi followed them not far away.
Chen Yi respectfully said while leading the way, âToday is his majestyâs birthday, the concubines and princes are all in the hall. Master, please wait in the Supreme Hall, this lowly one will invite the emperor.â
âUn.â She softly replied and looked around the sad harem.
Murong Ming whispered on the side, âDo you miss this place?â
Without knowing why, he didnât like the look in her eyes or rather he didnât like the look in her eyes that cared about others.
âIf I miss this place, would you be jealous?â She looked at him with a faint smile.
âI wonât.â He replied.
âI know.â She replied.
The system didnât give her any increase in affection, so she knew that this man in front of her never cared or loved her since the beginning.
It should be because of this that she could ridicule him without care when speaking.
She was smiling, but her heart was filled with loss.
If she wasnât disappointed, it would be a lie!
âHow do you know?â Murong Ming looked at her slightly lowered head and couldnât take it as he continued, âIf you were born seven hundred years ago, perhaps you would miss this place.â
âAh?â After a while, she seemed to have suddenly realized what he meant.
But he had already walked to the throne in the Supreme Hall and there was a sharp glow in his eyes.
It was like the matters of seven hundred years ago happened today. The princes of the royal dynasty should still have his blood.
But he never thought that he would be betrayed by his closest person.
He narrowed his eyes as he looked at her, âItâs said that seven years is a reincarnation and seven hundred years is a great reincarnation.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
She looked at him with a confused look and said, âWhat do you mean?â
âThe world is in a panic, always thinking of having a good life after death. Actually, the underworld has its own rules.â He lowered his head and looked at the writing on the memorial, âSeven hundred years in the underworld is considered immortality, rebirth of immortality.â
Murong Mingâs words were profound, but Luo Qing Chen only understood half of it.
âYou mean......â Her eyes trembled as she looked at the portrait of the emperor on the right side, âThe current Murong Han Xuan is the Murong Bei of seven hundred years ago?â
âYes.â His eyes narrowed and a bone chilling look filled them.
âThe emperor and empress are here!â
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