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Seeing this, Murong Wushuang was speechless and didn't know what to say.

"But it doesn't matter, as long as I wait for who sits on the main seat, I will know who is the King of Zhenbei."

After searching for a while, Lin Taixu didn't find anyone who looked like the King of Zhenbei, and then gave up.

"Yes, we'll find out later."

Murong Wushuang nodded, feeling that the master was finally smart for once, it was not easy.

"Everyone, please take a seat."

After a while, Nangong Yidao led everyone up to the high platform and said to everyone with a smile. Then, he walked straight to the main seat in the middle.

Then, he turned around again to face the people below the high platform, raised his hands slightly, then pressed down on the void and said, "Thank you all guests for coming to attend my daughter's coming-of-age ceremony. I would like to express my deep gratitude. Please sit down."

"Thank you, King Zhenbei."

Immediately, all the guests said to Nangong Yidao, and then slowly sat down again.

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Seeing this, Murong Wushuang looked at Lin Taixu with a secret smile and thought to himself, Master, are you surprised?

Is it surprising?

"Damn it. The team leader has already killed the King of Zhenbei?"

Lin Taixu couldn't help but said in shock, and it seems that the whole world knows, well, the whole world doesn't know, it seems that all the guests here know, but I am the only one who doesn't know.

"Well"

When Murong Wushuang saw this, a few black lines fell from his forehead. Well, he was too young. He immediately picked up the teapot on the table and filled Lin Taixu's teacup, and said, "Master, drink tea."

"Master, is it possible that the team leader is actually the King of Zhenbei? The King of Zhenbei is the team leader?"

Seeing this, Li Yiyue couldn't help but whisper weakly.

"This is impossible, absolutely impossible."

Lin Taixu quickly denied the third company. How could the team leader be the King of Zhenbei?

Isn't this a big joke?

If he were the King of Zhenbei, wouldn't he have secretly killed himself long ago?

"Click rub rub"

At this time, Niu Baichuan was seen sweating profusely along the stairs of the high platform, running to Nangong Yidao in one breath, and whispered, "Your Majesty, Lin Qianhu is missing."

Unfortunately, he searched all over the general's residence, inside and out, and only dug three feet into the ground. No trace of Lin Taixu was found. He also went to the gate of the camp to ask the soldiers on guard, and the other party said that there was no sign of Lin Taixu. Lin Taixu was not found to have left the Zhenbei Army Camp.

This drove him blind.

However, when I thought that the princess' coming-of-age ceremony was about to begin, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and report it.

"If it's gone, it's gone. Go down."

Nangong Yida waved his hand and said.

"Well"

Niu Baichuan couldn't help being stunned when he heard this. He originally thought that the prince would be furious when he heard the news, but what happened?

That's it?

Could it be that the prince has changed his mind and does not want Lin Qianhu to be his son-in-law?

This is just outrageous.

However, he thought so and retreated obediently.

"The auspicious time has come, and the princess is invited to take the stage."

After Niu Baichuan left, Nangong Yidao glanced at a guard on the side. Immediately, the guard shouted loudly.

"The princess has arrived"

As the guard's voice fell, amidst a burst of pleasant silk and bamboo music, a woman in a red dress walked slowly over surrounded by eight maids.

Although the girl wears a silver mask on her face, no one can get a glimpse of the prosperous appearance under the mask, but her graceful figure exudes a noble and cold temperament, which makes her still have an indescribable look. The sight is stunningly beautiful.

"So beautiful, is this the future master's wife?"

Seeing this, Murong Wushuang secretly thought in his heart, feeling inexplicably pressured.

Only Master can be worthy of such a woman.

In fact, she was not the only one to feel the pressure. On the high platform, Wang Luoyi, Zhao Feixue, Zhao Feishuang and others also felt the pressure from the void. At the same time, they secretly compared themselves with her and found that they seemed to be a little behind.

Hey, I can’t compare to this master’s wife.

"Why is it her?"

Lin Taixu looked at the young man walking over and was stunned. This girl was none other than a girl with soft armor.

Could it be that the squad leader killed King Zhenbei and also killed his daughter?

This is wrong, very wrong.

Suddenly, Lin Taixu fell into a tangle.

When Murong Wushuang saw this, he looked like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. He was holding it in very hard.

"Brother Nangong, I didn't expect that you would give birth to such a beautiful and fragrant daughter. I am really happy and congratulated."

Murong Zhentian said with a smile.

"Brother Zhentian, thank you very much. Compared to Princess Wushuang, I am still a little inferior."

Nangong Yidao chuckled and said, his words were a bit modest, but his grin almost reached behind his ears.

His greatest achievement in this life is not to become a king and to be a highly respected minister.

And she gave birth to such a beautiful daughter, well, as for the rebellious son, that's okay.

He's just a bit soft-tempered, unlike his sister who eats her to death.

"If this king had a son, I would really have to shamelessly propose marriage to you today."

Murong Zhentian said with a smile, looking at the girl walking towards him with an expression full of admiration.

"See Father."

The soft-armored girl came to Nangong Yidao, slowly knelt down and said softly.

"My son, please get up."

Nangong Yidao laughed and said, waving his sleeves and sending out a soft energy, helping the kneeling soft-armored girl to stand up.

"Thank you, father."

The soft-armored girl stood up and immediately bowed to Murong Zhentian and others and said, "My little girl Nangong Changhuan, I would like to pay my respects to the prince, dear family heads and seniors."

"The princess is exempt from the gift."

Murong Zhentian and others said with a smile, and raised their gestures slightly while sitting on their chairs.

People like him can sit still when facing Nangong Changhuan's greetings, but others can't.

Especially Wang Luoyi and other ladies, when they saw this, they quickly stood up and turned aside. The master's wife saluted the apprentice, which apprentice would dare to accept it?

I'm afraid I won't be punished by God.

"puff"

When Lin Taixu heard this, he spit out a sip of tea from his mouth. Nangong Changhuan?

Didn’t she call Nalan Buhuan?

Why is it called Nangong Changhuan?

Isn’t Nangong Changhuan my wife?

Suddenly, he felt that his mind was in a mess.

"Brother, the King of Zhenbei on the high platform, is he the former King of Zhenbei or the latter King of Zhenbei?"

Immediately, in order to confirm what he was thinking, Lin Taixu asked a young man at the table next to him.

"What is the former King of Zhenbei and the latter King of Zhenbei?"

"Isn't there only one King of Zhenbei in this world? Isn't there a front and rear King of Zhenbei?"

The young man was stunned by the question and said speechlessly.

Subao

When Lin Taixu heard this, his head suddenly felt like it was about to explode.

It turns out that what I thought was what I thought all along.

The team leader is the King of Zhenbei, and the King of Zhenbei is the team leader.

Moreover, the other party has no intention of regretting the marriage.

All of this is just my own illusion, I just made a big mistake.