The official beside him didn't know what happened, so he quickly stepped forward and filled the vacancy of Prime Minister Ao Yun.
In this dark crowd of officials and guests, he quietly retreated without attracting anyone's attention.
"Second respects, my dear."
Light red with fiery red, slowly paying homage.
The atmosphere in the hall became more and more intense.
In the midst of this surge, the commander of the imperial guard suddenly rushed in from outside and walked quickly towards Lord Aoyun from behind, his face full of alertness and surprise.
Without the Lord Aoyun's orders, the eunuch in charge immediately stepped down from the stage.
"What's going on again?" Lord Aoyun looked at Dugu Ye and the Eleventh Princess of the Southern Song Dynasty who were paying homage to him, with a smile on his face but a lowered voice and said without looking away.
"King Beimu Zhongyi came to congratulate you with gifts."
Nine words made the leader of the Aoyun Kingdom, who was already nervous, stunned for a moment. The enemy commander came to the door to congratulate him. Is there anything wrong?
The ministers around Ao Yun are all our own people, so they naturally know where the commander of the Imperial Guard and others should appear at this time, and when they appear here, although the king has a smile on his face, his eyes are stern.
Something must have happened.
Therefore, everyone congratulated them with smiles on their faces, but they began to speculate in their hearts.
An uneasy atmosphere slowly began to brew from the surroundings.
"Husband and wife bow to each other." A high-pitched sound of praise rang out, and the bow was completed.
Indifferent, he turned around indifferently, his cold eyes ignoring the graceful beauty in front of him, Dugu Ye lowered his head slightly.
"Why, a few months ago you said you loved me and would go to war with the world, but today you marry someone else. Dugu Ye, you hurt my heart so much."
Just when the hall was full of splendor, a lazy voice sounded, and as the salute fired, the north wind flew in, filling the entire hall in an instant.
Dugu Ye, who was about to bow down, suddenly stiffened, and suddenly turned his head. This voice...
In the red splendor of the sky, a person came walking on the white jade avenue, wearing a flaming red fox fur, stunning color, and the warm golden light wrapped around her, as if she were walking in the light.
This is not, this is not who Liuyue is.
"Murong Liuyue..."
"It's her, it's her..."
Ao Yun's ministers and distinguished guests from all countries are in chaos.