Everyone likes the emperor. It's normal. It's not a bend.

"Is he the emperor?" Mu yun'an's voice was a little trembling, and his face was happy and sad, which was very complicated.

"Yes, silly you, what expression." Lacquer sense easily touch mu yun'an's hair, "said, the emperor for a long time did not appear on public occasions."

During this period of time, the girls in the imperial capital have lost a lot of talk.

Is he the emperor?

Can there be two people who look so similar in the world?

Mu yun'an rubs her eyes. It's not an illusion. How can she recognize emperor Yanqing?

Even if it is

But at that moment, she suddenly wasn't sure.

It's only two years. How could diyanqing become an emperor?

Isn't it a joke? If it was really emperor Yanqing, how could he not come to her?

So, these may be two people who look very similar.

So comfort oneself, Mu Yun An's mood became calm a bit, but in the heart still very uncomfortable.

I thought

"Well, do you know how old the emperor is?" Mu Yun an asked.

She still doesn't believe it.

How is that possible?

She's been looking for someone for so long

"Emperor, I'm more than 200 years old. It's really powerful." In the eyes of lacquer, the word "envy" is clearly written.

If he can reach the level of emperor when he is more than 200 years old, he will do anything.

But even if he never sleeps, he will not have the same level as an emperor for another 200 years.

So, there is only one emperor.

"Oh, that's it." Getting such an answer, mu yun'an doesn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

More than 200 years old, which means that person can't be emperor Yanqing's.

No.

Muyun'an calmed his mood and continued to look at the people on the altar.

The sacrifice is about to begin.

The Emperor didn't do anything, so he stood beside him as a decoration - of course, it was the wish of many people that he could stand there as a decoration.

The maid came respectfully with a box in her hand, without raising her eyes from beginning to end.

Not dare to see.

The goddess opened the box and took out a white walking stick. It was very long and stood as high on the ground as the goddess.

"Staff." Mu yun'an murmured softly, feeling a strange feeling.

The sight always can't help floating to the emperor's body.

Mu yun'an sighs. His head is in a mess. I haven't seen emperor Yanqing for more than two years. I miss him. I don't know if he is well now.

Miss his arms, miss the taste of him.

However, this person is really similar. Small places are the same.

"Don't you think he's crazy?" Mu Yun An lowered his head and covered his eyes. What's the situation.

It's her problem. She won't admit it.

Just when muyun'an was distracted, the sacrifice had already begun.

The surrounding spiritual power became quiet, as if there was some wonderful power flowing.

When muyun'an came back, he only felt a warm force flowing in his body, and all his limbs were warm.

Even the irritability in the heart has been reduced a lot.

This is the blessing?

It's really useful.

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