Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

"I didn't say anything." The fire is silent.

There are only two people here.

Mu yun'an looked back at the egg, "did you just talk?"

"No..." egg.

"..." muyun'an rubbed her eyebrows. How can she eat something with life?

Open it... There's a developing Warcraft in it.

It's embarrassing if she eats it or not.

Besides, this egg is older than her.

So mu yun'an ate such a depressed loss, the mood is really depressed.

A cold out of the Seven Star Tower back to his bed.

Forget it. Go to sleep.

Time goes by in busyness.

……

In the early morning, the sun just climbed on the horizon, ending the cold night.

It's always a quiet morning, but it's noisy.

Because today is the emperor's birthday.

The whole country celebrates and pardons the world.

Before dawn, muyun'an was pulled out of bed by big fish.

Muyun'an is sure to go to the emperor's birthday.

This is also the first time that she attended such a big occasion as a righteous son of Zhenguo.

Although the world thinks she is a waste, but momentum can not be lost, right.

So early in the morning, big fish pulled her up to make up.

It's even more grand than the memorial ceremony to put her in the genealogy.

Mu yun'an closed his eyes and didn't resist.

It's like a puffed out doll.

"Young master, how do I think you look better?" Big fish yawned, so early in the morning, she was sleepy.

Mu Yun An reluctantly opened his eyes, "what do you say?"

I really feel that you are looking better. Your skin is much better.

Big fish blinked, no longer spoke, and concentrated on dressing muyun'an.

Although muyun'an is still a bean sprout, her momentum is enough to frighten others.

It's half an hour since we've packed up.

It was already daybreak, and a few unknown birds were chirping there.

Mu yun'an, dressed in black robes and holding a jade fan, went to the hall of the town government.

Today is the emperor's birthday, and the lineage of the town government must go.

When muyun'an arrived, the carriage was already waiting.

It's not a horse that pulls the cart. It's a kind of Warcraft similar to a horse. It's faster and more stable than a horse.

Tut Tut, rich man.

Muyun safely gets on the car, lifts the curtain and looks out.

The rest of the town hall should be in front.

The street is also bustling, very festive.

And now they are not going to the palace, but to the altar.

Every year, on the emperor's birthday, he would worship his ancestors.

To pray for good weather and peace of the country.

It must be the high priest who is in charge of the sacrifice. Think about the high priest I met in Qinglou last time.

Muyun'an is a high priest who walks around the kiln.

I don't know if the way of heaven will accept his sacrifice.

I closed my eyes and took a rest in the carriage.

"Here we are, young master." The coachman called outside.

The altar is a kind of pyramid like platform, but it has a flat top.

Muyun'an got out of the carriage and looked up. The altar was very big, with hundreds of steps.

After going up, there is a flat place with altars and ancestral temples.

There were a few people standing on it, all from their own country.

Envoys and guests from other countries are not qualified to participate in ancestor worship.

They can only attend the banquet on the emperor's birthday after ancestor worship.

Surprisingly, Emperor Yanqing has already arrived.

The goods are also dressed in black today.

It's like going to a funeral.