Appreciation of clips of the tribulations in the lower realm of Antarctica (excerpted from the original text "Training the Monster Tyrant: The Arms Crazy Queen")
Mo Zihan's eyes immediately began to quickly search for Nangong Jin's figure.
Nangong Jin is not difficult to find. He is the one standing at the front of the ministers, wearing a dragon robe.
But Mo Zihan still didn't want to believe his eyes. He stood there and looked again and again to make sure that he really looked like Nangong Jin, and then he forced himself to accept this fact.
Nangong Jin has practiced martial arts all year round and has a strong body. Although he is not strong, his figure is definitely first-class.
But now, although he still looks the same, his body has lost a lot of weight, and even his previous look has disappeared.
Is it because of her? Mo Zihan naturally thought of the hurt look in his eyes when he last met Jin, and what people said about him being unconscious.
It seems that since that coma, there have been rumors that he was in poor health.
In this way, it must be because of her...
"Welcome Princess Heshuo back to the palace!" The civil and military officials at the rear accepted the emperor's order. Regardless of their official rank, they all bowed to Mo Zihan with the utmost respect.
Such a great courtesy suddenly brought Mo Zihan back from his gloomy thoughts. He smiled slightly and bowed slightly to the ministers in Nanyang: "My lords, you are polite."
After seeing Nangong Jin making a flat gesture to them, the civil and military officials stood up again.
"We sincerely welcome the Emperor of North Vietnam to our Nanyang." Although he wanted to go up and reminisce with his Han'er at this time, Tuoli was still standing next to Han'er. This time Tuoli came under the banner of North Vietnam. As the Emperor of Nanyang, regardless of the
No matter what, he cannot lack etiquette.
"Welcome to the Emperor of North Vietnam." After Nangong Jin finished speaking, the officials behind him also said in unison.
Tuoli cupped his hands and bowed. "Thank you Emperor Nanyang for your kind hospitality. I came to Nanyang to accompany Han'er back to her parents' home for a visit. We are all a family, so there is no need to be too polite."
After being polite with Tuoli, Nangong Jin walked up to Mo Zihan and looked at her with a smile on his lips, first breaking the silence and awkwardness between them.
"Girl, what's your expression? We haven't seen you for two years. Do you have nothing to say to me?"
After hearing Nangong Jin's words, Mo Zihan felt warm in his heart.
She was not a fool. In Nangong Jin's eyes, she could still see that her old admiration had not diminished at all. But in order not to embarrass her, he deliberately said some calm words.
"Jin..." Looking at his thin body and face that had lost its vitality, Mo Zihan felt a sharp pain in her heart. She had many things she wanted to ask him, but she didn't know how to say them.
Mo Zihan's sad call made Nangong Jin's heart tighten suddenly, followed by a burst of sourness. He suddenly had an urge to cry, and his eyes turned red, but he still forced himself to swallow the tears.
Went back.
He really wanted to put her in his arms and hold her tightly, even for a moment. But he couldn't...
He saw the distress in her eyes, which relieved the depression and grievance in his heart a lot.
Seeing the overflowing love in her son's eyes, and fearing that he would think too much about it, Mo Liwei quickly stood up and smoothed things over: "Jin'er, didn't you arrange Han'er's bedroom for her early in the morning? You haven't taken her to see it yet."
Nangong Jin felt that she had lost her composure, and hurriedly smiled and said to Mo Zihan and Tuo Li: "I heard that you were coming before, so I immediately ordered people to organize a palace according to Han'er's preferences. The place is not big, and I hope you can