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The man smiled slightly and said, "Cao Min thought His Majesty would not recognize Cao Min."

Murong Mingyu said: "It's really hard to recognize, why are you dressed like this? And where did your beard go?"

Ling Jiao touched his smooth chin, and looked at Murong Mingshuo with some embarrassment.Murong Mingshuo raised the corners of his lips, showing a smug yet playful smile, and said: "Brother Wang, don't you think this kind of attire suits him well?"

"Yeah, it's very suitable." On the one hand, Murong Mingyu echoed his words, on the other hand, he secretly observed the atmosphere between the two of them.It could be seen that Murong Mingshuo was much happier than before.And the way they look at each other also shows that the relationship between them is not ordinary.

Murong Mingyu didn't point out that if there is only one person who can make his beloved younger brother happy, that's enough.

Since they haven't seen each other for three full years, and many unpleasant things happened before, Murong Mingyu and Murong Mingshuo don't have much to talk about.After sitting for about half a cup of tea, Murong Mingshuo got up and said goodbye.

Walking out of the imperial study room, Murong Mingshuo suddenly stopped, turned to Ling Jiao and said, "You have been preoccupied all the way from Jizhou to the capital, is there any trouble?" "It's nothing, I'm a little tired That's all." Ling Jiao replied with a smile.

"Are you tired?" Murong Mingshuo sneered, "Ling Jiao, I rarely ask about your personal affairs. No matter what you are doing without telling me, just don't implicate me." "No, don't worry " Ling Jiao said firmly, and then stepped forward to hold his hand.

He yawned lazily, and said: "It's really tiring to ride in the carriage for several days in a row. I want to go back to my room and lie down for a while." "I'll accompany you." Ling Jiao said.Murong Mingshuo glanced at him in disgust, and said, "It's not yet noon." "So what? I just want to lie down with you for a while, is there a time for this kind of thing?" Ling Jiao said solemnly Said.

"It's better to be like this!" Murong Mingshuo showed an expression of "only ghosts believe in you", striding towards the room Murong Mingyu had prepared for him, Ling Jiao who was holding his hand naturally followed closely.

On the day of the birthday banquet, Baili Chunfeng appeared in the palace again. "This is the first time for me to come to the country of Yan. I have heard that the country of Yan has abundant water and soil, pleasant scenery, and simple folk customs. I felt itchy for a while, so I went out of the palace to play around for a few days. I hope your majesty will forgive me."

Looking at the full house of civil and military ministers and many envoys from various countries, Murong Mingyu felt that he deliberately chose to enter the hall grandly at this time.What else could he say, he could only smile generously and said: "It's okay, please take a seat, the banquet continues!"

At this time, Nan Gongchen suddenly stood up with a glass of wine, and said to Murong Mingyu, "I have the courage to respect your majesty, and wish your majesty a long life and good fortune!" Murong Mingyu smiled and raised his hand A wine glass, and had a drink with him.

Nangong Chen said again: "Wei Chen has prepared a special little program for His Majesty, that is, Wei Chen will dance a song for His Majesty."

Murong Mingyu was surprised: "I never knew Qing Jia could dance before?"

Nangong Chen said: "I did not know how to dance before, this dance was specially learned for His Majesty's birthday banquet. Don't blame your Majesty for not dancing well."

Murong Mingyu said: "How could it be? If Qing Jia has such a heart, I will be very satisfied."

Nangong Chen smiled faintly, and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty. Please wait a moment, Your Majesty, I will change my clothes and get ready, and I will be back soon."