The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

Suddenly, Mo Zhuyue opened her eyes, her cold eyes were bright, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes looked disdainful. Then, she saw the black halo covering her disappear, and she calmly walked out of the fall. came out.

The cold and disdainful eyes, the fluttering temperament of the clothes, the surrounding air was condensed by her, and she walked out of it, so bright, so proud, her posture was like an unstoppable Mount Tai, steady and weighty.

Mo Zhuyue sneered in her heart, what grandpa and master hoped most was for her to live a worry-free life, if their death made her decadent, then she would have let them down too much.

What's more, it's just an illusion.

It was just to crush her illusion.

Seeing Mo Zhuyue coming out, Yun Qingcheng couldn't hide his surprise on his face: "Are you all right?"

Mo Zhuyue waited for him coldly, his peerless elegance was nothing in her eyes.

"It seems that it is still a little troublesome to want you to disappear."

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Yun Qingcheng's mouth, and he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

Mo Zhuyue ignored this illusion and continued to walk forward. Suddenly, she stepped on the ground, as if she had fallen into the ground, but the next moment, she stood on the altar.

Under the altar, there are tens of thousands of dark crowds, as well as the army. The four people headed by them are four handsome men, one of whom is Long Junao, and Yun Qingcheng, and the other two, I don't know one, and the other one's figure is very vague, as if I've seen him there before, but I can't see his face clearly!

These four men are equally dignified, all dressed in bright yellow dresses, embroidered with lifelike dragon shadows, which is the symbol of the emperor.

At this time, she had already put on bright red makeup, a little cinnabar between her brows, and a sparkling red dress. Her peerless brilliance was enough to make any man in the world fall in love with her.

"Eastern Jin Dynasty." The man who couldn't see his face clearly.

"Xihai." In a mysterious country, there is a strange and handsome man.

"Nanyue." Long Junao.

"Bei Ming." Yun Qingcheng.

The four of them chorused, "Welcome to the Holy Maiden."

Mo Zhuyue raised her eyes, her gaze was cold. Are these people calling her?What kind of shit is she?

Illusion, is it coming again?

Mo Zhuyue's eyes searched the crowd, she was looking for Long Canghao, why couldn't she find Long Canghao?

Long Junao suddenly said: "Heavenly Saintess, I, Nanyue, would like to marry the Heavenly Saintess with the kingdom of Nanyue as my offer."

Long Junao stared at Mo Zhuyue, who was dressed in red, obsessively. He couldn't find anyone except Mo Zhuyue in his eyes.

The familiar and mysterious man smiled slightly: "Yue'er, please stay safe."

Mo Zhuyue's body froze slightly, she seemed to have heard the voice before, and seemed to be someone she knew, but according to the current situation, this person should be the lord of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, or the prince, and she knew someone from the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Prince?

The only one among the four who didn't know each other said: "Xihai Kingdom thinks that there is nothing that can attract the favor of the Heavenly Saintess, so they give up the idea of ​​marrying the Heavenly Saintess."

Mo Zhuyue stared at this man. His eyes were burning, he was handsome, and his aura was unmistakable. One could tell that he was a man. However, he asked to give up the Heavenly Saintess, what was he thinking?