The sun was half exposed, and the big bell on the high tower was ringing, dong, dong, spread throughout the palace and dissipated to Ningcheng. The passionate and fire-like picture meal
The throne ceremony begins.
Under the altar, there were dark ministers and people kneeling down to worship, and almost all the people of Ningcheng came to worship. They came not only because of the laws and customs of the Beiming Kingdom, but also wanted to see the style of the new emperor.
Ling Xiaoran was wearing an imperial robe, standing on the high altar, looking down at the world and accepting worship from all nations.
"Long live my emperor." The subjects shouted, and their voices resounded throughout Ningcheng and soared into the sky.[
The rising sun illuminated the entire sky and the entire Beiming Kingdom. The king on the altar was like a god, making people dare not look at it.
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Qianxue, the host of ceremonies, Xueying and Leng Jian rushed to the clinic. When they saw the gate of the clinic, the corners of their mouths twitched. Who is so violent? They had to step into the wooden door on the ground.
"Please please, four people." Zhuye led the three to the ward.
Several people saw that Ling Yiran and Rong Zhi had blood on their bodies, and they saw them lying on the bed again.
Qianxue was even more frightened and immediately rushed to the edge of the bed, touched Yi Shuihan's head, and then touched her hands. She was warm, damn, scared her to death.
Xueying was shocked. It was the Pavilion Master, but she couldn't help, and she was extremely anxious.
"Hey, what's wrong with Shui Han?" Qianxue looked at Rong Zhi and Ling Yiran, probably not having anything to do with them.
"Shui Han is injured." Rong Zhi said guiltily, it was all his fault that he did not protect Shui Han.
Ling Yiran blamed himself even more. If it weren't for him, Shui Han wouldn't have been hurt.
"Nonsense, I'm asking you, Shui Han, why are you injured? Is it serious?" Qian Xue glared at the two of them and said angrily.
"I was the one who injured Shui Han. The doctor said it was a bit serious and he needed to recuperate for a month." Ling Yiran said guiltily. He whispered in a low voice that he had never spoken before. He would even rather Qianxue blame him.
"Fortunately, I knew Yi Shuihan had a great life." Qianxue patted her heart. She and Yi Shuihan had both died once. It would be really unfair if God could not wait to take back their lives.
"Ninth Prince, the doctor said Shui Han needs rest, please go out." Rong Zhi said coldly. The reason why he asked Qianxue to come and Shui Han's identity cannot be discovered. It is best for Qianxue to take care of Shui Han.
"I said I won't leave." Ling Yiran said coldly.
"Everyone is out, this is not the place for you to talk!" Qianxue shouted loudly, if Shui Han's identity was discovered by Ling Yiran, it would be over.
The emcee, Leng Jian and Xueying went out embarrassedly, but Ling Yiran and Rong Zhi had no intention of leaving.
"Why let me go out?" Ling Yiran said weakly. He didn't dare to speak loudly. Shui Han and Qianxue had an extraordinary relationship. Now he was wrong first. Even if he didn't like Qianxue, he wouldn't dare to have an attack.
"Why? I am Shui Han's fiancée!"[
Ling Yiran was stunned. He almost forgot that Qianxue was Shui Han's fiancée. Only Qianxue was qualified. He was nothing. He smiled bitterly and then left the room.
Qianxue looked at Rong Zhi, meaning you are not going out yet?
"Do I want to go out too?" Rong Zhi was a little angry.
"Of course." Qianxue looked at Rong Zhi for granted. She didn't like it and had no chance to take revenge. Of course, she had to use it well when this opportunity came.
"You,..." Rong Zhi was so angry, but he was helpless.