From the moment Ling Wu and Nangong Xuan stepped into the hall, the entire hall suddenly became silent.
Not only do Ling Wu and Nangong Xuan have an irresistible temperament and appearance, but their identities also make everyone hold their breath unconsciously.
Even if they don’t know Ling Wu, everyone in the hall basically knows Nangong Xuan
Xiwuguo died due to a fire in his palace and was buried in the imperial mausoleum with state rites. How could Nangongxuan appear in this place?
But the two people who made those in the main hall hold their breath seemed not to notice the shock they caused, and still walked slowly towards the main hall.
Ouyang Xi wanted to speak, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked by something.
The palms of her hands were clenched tightly into fists, and her eyes moved as Ling Wu moved.
I was so anxious, but I never opened my mouth to call Ling Wu.
No matter what the reason was for Ling Wu, he didn't dare to speak at this time. Ling Wu must have her reasons for being like this.
Enduring the sting in his heart and clenching his fists, Ouyang Xi had better sit down slowly on his seat.
Her eyes, as if stuck by something, followed Ling Wu's figure closely.
Lingwu walked to the top of the hall and said a thousand blessings to Emperor Yingying of Tianlin Kingdom.
The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he said calmly: "Today is the day when the emperor appoints a new queen, and we specially come to dance for our old friend."
When she raised her head and looked at Ling Yun, there was an indescribable expression on Ling Yun's face.
An extremely weird look
Ling Wu raised the corner of her mouth and nodded to Nangong Xuan beside her.
Nangong Xuan also tilted his head slightly, raised his hand to take off the Yao Qin from his back, bowed to the Emperor Tianlin and said, "Please give me a Qin stand, please."