sir he is sweet

King Gu Xiang got the news, half leaned on the luxurious king's couch, and let out a long breath.

Sure enough...he is back.

Brother Wang is still back.

He named the Seventh Prince who was closest to Brother Wang to enter Guxiang, the purpose was to force Brother Wang to show up and lure him back.

For so many years, the position of high priest in Guxiang has been vacant, and the high priest has disappeared for many years. Priest Fengya has always presided over the ceremony, so there is inevitably a lot of discussion from the outside world.

There are different opinions about the disappearance of the high priest, and it has never stopped for many years. Even after the natural disasters in the past two years, people have spread it because the high priest is not around.

The royal family is under a lot of pressure.

He actually knew that when that person came back, he would definitely return to the Temple of Priests.

Nowadays, everyone is no longer the teenagers they used to be, and they will naturally not be as thoughtless as they used to be when doing things. The matter is important, so they will naturally prepare first.

"Let them talk and don't care."

The pale and frail King Guxiang waved his hands, looking tired, "I always plan to ask him to come back, not for anything else, I just want him to calm people's hearts."

Otherwise... if there is any natural disaster, the royal family will really be unable to withstand it.

"But..." the waiter was a little hesitant, "The first thing the high priest will do when he comes back is to clean up the house, not only deprive him of his position as a priest, but also... clean up all the people we have stuffed in these years, right? A little...too much?"

King Guxiang frowned when he heard the words.

too much?Excessive indeed.

But not too much.

No matter what that person does, it is actually not too much.

"Ahem... Let him go! If not, what can Gu do?"

King Guxiang shook his head, gathered the fur of the fox, and called someone to wait on him and got up, "Groom and wash the orphan, on such a big occasion as the festival, the orphan must show up."

That person came with Murong Sheng, and he hadn't seen him for many years, at the welcome banquet, he lowered his brows and lowered his eyes, almost withdrew all his aura, and disappeared behind the young prince with a calm expression.

The young prince from the north also protected him very much. That night, when Qi Na asked him to beg for blood, the young prince probably saw him, so for the next few days, he would not let him go.

It can be seen that that person... is very peaceful now.

While grooming and dressing, the young King Guxiang inadvertently looked into the bronze mirror, and saw his blue face in it.

There was no vitality, but a dead energy spread around Yintang.

He held his lips in a lifeless way.

After so many years, he is still alive, what is the reason for it?What is it like to live again?

In fact, he still hasn't figured it out.

Sometimes, living is too painful, and the pain is so painful that I want to end it all, but when I really walk in front of the god of death, I subconsciously want to escape.

To be alive is probably a subconscious desire that cannot be refused.

There is no one who is not selfish and does whatever it takes to stay alive, even at the cost of hurting others.

But there is no way, what can he do?He just wants to live.

"Your Majesty."

When he was about to go out, another attendant stepped forward and asked with his ear: "The envoy prince... what should I do?"

King Gu Xiang froze for a moment.

"Let him sleep!"

Then he walked away.

The two countries have just signed a peace armistice agreement and verbally agreed to marry each other, so naturally they will not turn against each other at this time, and Gu Xiang will not hurt Murong Sheng either.

In fact, it was Murong Sheng... who was too capable of doing bad things, and he could not forgive others. His aggressive attitude often made people unable to resist, and he was called a good negotiator.

The young King Guxiang said that he didn't want to see him recently.

The heroic young prince, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, handsome and handsome, is really too dazzling an existence.

Murong Sheng never knew that the trouble he caused by his mouth would make him miss the whole festival.

Although the two of them never explicitly mentioned Qi Zhao's identity, they already knew many things well and there was no need to say them out. Murong Sheng had been looking forward to seeing Qi Zhao put on priestly robes and preside over the ceremony.

I also hope that I can imagine the appearance of a man walking on the altar many years ago.

Unfortunately--

"Heaven! What kind of place is this?"

Murong Sheng only felt that he was trapped in a boundless mist, and the surrounding scenery gradually changed around his feet.

Something is wrong!He clearly wanted to go out just now, and people outside said that the high priest who had been missing for many years reappeared, and he was going to preside over the ceremony and announce this high priest. He was still in a hurry to watch the ceremony and see how graceful that person was, but what happened? Fall into this kind of place in the blink of an eye?

This is where?

Murong Sheng frowned tightly, and subconsciously touched the ancient jade around his neck.

It wasn't hot, and there was no strange shape, which meant that there was no danger or anything threatening him here.

Murong Sheng was slightly relieved, slowly raised his foot, and entered the mist.

There are really too many weird things in the southwest area, Qi Zhao repeatedly asked him to be careful, but he didn't take it seriously.

Seeing that Song Jinyu knew a lot, he found an excuse and led Song Jinyu everywhere to avoid falling into the trap of the bad guys.

This time is no exception.

Song Jinyu, Song Jinyu, you must come here quickly!

When Murong Sheng went to the Temple of Priests, he naturally asked Song Jinyu to go with him, but he just went back to the house to change his clothes and groomed before being dragged into the pit, which really made people feel a little upset.

"If you let me know who is holding me back from meeting my sweetheart, I will definitely screw his head off!"

"What the hell is it! That stupid bird is usually like a follower every day, but when it is really used, hehe... where is the bird?"

"It's useless!"

While Murong Sheng was chanting, he divided the flowers and brushed the willows, and went straight into the garden.

Someone is fighting with swords.

It's a group of teenagers.

The dense fog lightened a bit, and the surrounding scenery gradually became clear. Murong Sheng found that the layout here was very similar to a palace, and thought to himself, could it be the Guxiang Palace?

Those young people—

Murong Sheng looked over one by one with great interest, and when he saw one of the people in the sword competition, his pupils shrank suddenly.

This is... Qi Zhao!

Juvenile Qi Zhao.

Murong Sheng was stunned, and subconsciously touched the ancient jade around his neck, feeling the connection between the two.

Qi Zhao... the young Qi Zhao.

It was so.

During this moment of ecstasy, winners and losers have already been decided over there. The young man draws his sword and loses behind him, his brows are bright, "When talking big, one is more capable than the other, so take out your weapon! How can you be successful in a competition?" Are you shrinking like a turtle?"

Several teenagers looked at each other, no one stood up and down, chattering in unison.

"Where is your talent that I can compare with? I never asked you to compete with swords!"

"That's right! Didn't you come to bully us?"

"It's boring! You look like this! No one will dare to play with you in the future."

Several teenagers expressed their displeasure.