What's wrong with my senior brother just doting on me? !

Unlike the joyful scene on the other side (?), the hall here was lifeless.

Murong Zhao knelt in the main hall without saying a word.

His old Murong Hongyuan sat on the emperor's chair and also said nothing.

Murong Hongcheng, the emperor of You State and Murong Zhao's uncle, took the document submitted by Yu State and said nothing.

The serving eunuchs and maids had been kicked out long ago, and there were only three people in the empty hall for a while.

The scene was surprisingly quiet.

"Ah."

For a long time, the Emperor of Ling Kingdom, who had been staring at the letter of severance of diplomatic relations sent from the next country, finally moved.

Hearing a "ha", Murong Zhao straightened his back even more.

Murong Hongcheng looked at his brother Duan Wang, who was close and close to him, and then at Prince Duan, whom he was very optimistic about, kneeling in the center of the hall, and finally turned his eyes back to the letter of severance of diplomatic relations in his hand.

According to his expectation, this brocade should contain gifts for the marriage.

Instead of the current letter of severance of diplomatic relations with a arrogant tone that he could not refute.

It’s just a marriage! A marriage! His proud brother messed up a marriage!

Yu Guo himself was a good helper. He finally waited until the opponent's throne changed, and waited until the opponent took the initiative to send him a request for friendship.

He had known for a long time that Prince Duan's palace was dissatisfied with the marriage, and he had tacitly approved of his brother's attack on the Yu State envoy.

Anyway, that country is in chaos now, so they can only break their teeth and swallow it, and find someone else to marry.

Who knows how many days it will take! Only a few days! The Yu Kingdom quickly calmed down the turbulent battle for the throne and returned to a country that was evenly matched with their You Kingdom.

Qin Nanxiao, that fresh-faced boy, managed to recruit a young imperial master from nowhere, and through some luck, he managed to consolidate the power of the new emperor within a few days.

Now he even has the confidence to send documents to cool down and question the assassination.

"You can't do this well. Do the assassins in Prince Duan's Mansion eat pig food?!"

Facing the emperor's brother's thunderous wrath, although Murong Hongyuan secretly cursed his brother for actually taking him out of this matter, he still stood up and confessed.

Due to special regulations, Murong Zhao could not tell that he was an immortal cultivator.

The royal family and those who cultivate immortality cannot coexist. Once they become immortals, they must abandon their mortal identity.

Zhaoer is his most beloved and most admired son, and he cannot lose Zhaoer.

Thinking like this, King Duan, who was always arrogant, knelt down neatly and took all the responsibilities on himself.

Murong Hongcheng cursed a few times. Seeing that his brother realized his mistake so quickly, he stopped blaming him and the two began to discuss countermeasures.

Murong Zhao, who had been kneeling to show his sincerity, kept his head down and said nothing during the conversation between the two, as if he was reflecting on his mistakes.

Murong Hongcheng was satisfied with his good attitude in admitting his mistakes and took the matter lightly while talking and laughing.

After all, Qin Nanxiao is a young boy and has nothing to fear.

Young people can understand it if they are impulsive.

However, Murong Zhao is not young anymore, and he has already adopted a crown princess at this age.

After all, the princesses sent by other countries to marry are arrogant and arrogant, so it is normal for the prince not to like them.

One day, he would choose a well-matched princess for Murong Zhao from an aristocratic family, so that he could enjoy the fun of adulthood as soon as possible.

How unbecoming is it for a member of the royal family to not even have a common room in his house!

If Chu Yaoyao were at the scene, she might have rushed up and slapped this old Dengxi who was full of rubbish.

The seemingly well-behaved Murong Zhao only wanted to drag his good uncle from the throne.

Murong Zhao knelt straight, but blood surged in his heart.

He has lived a smooth life, what does he want?

Even the spiritual roots for cultivating immortals are the best!

When he was a child, that guy who was invisible to others was found to be a heavenly spirit root by the spiritual root stone left by a passing immortal cultivator. Although he was a member of the royal family and his family did not intend to let him cultivate immortality, but if he wanted to, that poor guy had to give him!

There was a voice in the dark telling him that he must seize the Tianling Root.

The wandering immortal cultivator himself was a dirty person and had two hands. After receiving the money, he told King Duan how to change his spiritual roots.

As for Tianlinggen, is it a good seedling for cultivating immortality? What does it have to do with him being a wandering immortal! He is not an elder from a large sect, and his spiritual root will not take advantage of others in the end.

Murong Zhao got his wish and got the Tianling Root.

His instincts were always accurate, and he climbed up the Xiaoyaomen as a blessing in disguise after being assassinated.

The daughter of that so-and-so boss was fascinated by him or something, so she rushed to post it.

Now this mortal actually asked him to kneel down? !

Ah.

The one named Qin Wan'er looked back and didn't look for Chu Qingcheng.

Thinking of Chu Qingcheng, Murong Zhao curled his lips and smiled.

That woman was jealous and couldn't tolerate other women around him.

As long as he mentioned it even slightly, she would lose her mind and target Qin Wan'er.

Tsk, seeing as how useful she is, be gentler to her next time.

On this side, Chu Yaoyao was pressed down on the bed by her master and senior brothers to rest several times. Her limbs were almost degenerated while resting, and she was only allowed to get out of bed.

The little tiger cub has become familiar with her and follows Chu Yaoyao up and down the mountain with small steps every day.

Chu Yaoyao picked up the tired little tiger that was playing around on the grass and chirping, and ran to the tree in twos and twos.

Afraid that she would fall, Zhuo Qingci looked at her from a distance and was surprised. He turned his head and asked Luo Hanqing who was waiting aside, "Has Yaoyao always been like this?"

Luo Han swept away the little junior sister who almost jumped up the tree with lightning posture, closed her eyes and said, "Yes, she looked like this when she first returned to the First Sect."

Zhuo Qingci thought for a while, and then thought about how his little apprentice's ordinary talent was so fast that he could practice so fast. He felt that he had realized the key point, "Is it faster to practice on trees nowadays? Yes, all things have animism. Trees can speed up the connection with nature, contact with the fluctuations of all things, and the absorption of spiritual power will naturally be faster."

Luo Hanqing watched helplessly as his little junior sister hugged the tiger cub that she had brought with her and turned into a human. She yelled "Ouch, Ouch, Ouch," and ran to another tree. Her movements were so skillful that she could see how many times she had done it.

He looked away, this little junior sister was a bit weird and her behavior was not normal for a day or two. There were no normal people in the sect. Yaoyao, this could be regarded as a way to integrate into the Guiyi Sect.

But an elegant person like Master still doesn’t need to know the truth about running around in the trees.

"Senior brother asked me why I like to stay in trees? Spiritual power? No, no, no, the spiritual power in trees is no different from other places."

If possible, Luo Hanqing would like to wear it back and slap his curious self.

"Because running around in the trees gives me a feeling of freedom like turning into a monkey!"

"free?"

Chu Yaoyao, who was climbing on the tree, nodded seriously and took Xiao Hei back, who was dangling on the ground and wanted to crawl away to vomit. She was ready to personally let her senior brother see her mental state as a good young man in the 21st century.

"Become a monkey like this! Ha! Hey! Boom! I'm a monkey hey hey! I don't have to face my shitty fate! Steal other monkeys' fruits! Ha..."

On the same day, Chu Yaoyao, who performed monkey literature for his senior brother, was arrested and had to copy the book a hundred times.

Luo Hanqing: I think it’s just that we don’t have enough homework!