A large wave of people rushed towards Butler Su, completely engulfing him.
But fortunately, they all know Su Luo's temper now, and they queue up according to grade, from sixth grade to fifth grade, in order.
The auditorium was originally packed with people, but now everyone rushed to line up. Suddenly, all the seats in the back became empty. How can the venue continue to open?
Emperor Ling holds a list in his hand!
He finally understood why Su Luo offered such a good offer! She must have known in advance that the royal family would openly recruit graduates this time, so she acted first.
Emperor Ling stared at Su Luo fiercely, his expression uncertain!
The order in his hand was crumpled into a ball!
Su Luo, I have you, but... do you really think you will win like this? The best is yet to come!
After Su Luo stepped down from the stage, Nangong Liuyun stood up and nodded to Dean Kong as a greeting.
Nangong Liuyun held Su Luo's hand and was about to leave early.
The corner of Emperor Ling's mouth curled into a sneer of success!
At this moment, suddenly
"Master, what's wrong with you?" An exclamation came from Mrs. Nangong's mouth!
When Su Luo heard Mrs. Nangong's voice, her heart suddenly skipped a beat. She suddenly turned her head and saw Mrs. Nangong holding Nangong Moyuan's arm.
At this moment, Nangong Moyuan had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, his face looked a little pale, and the blood on his lips faded little by little.
Su Luo pulled Nangong Liuyun up quickly and hurriedly asked Nangong Moyuan to sit back to his original position.
Something unexpected happened, and many people present looked here.
Su Luo closed her eyes, and after reaching a state of unity, she put her hand on Nangong Moyan's wrist.
"how?"
Su Luo didn't diagnose it for a long time, and Mrs. Nangong beside her suddenly became anxious.
Su Luo's brows furrowed more and more tightly, and a thin layer of sweat covered her forehead. She looked almost as pale as Nangong Moyuan.
Nangong Liuyun's thick sword eyebrows could not help but frown.
Emperor Ling was standing nearby. When he saw this, he couldn't help but step forward: "Hey, what's wrong with Clan Chief Nangong? Why are you sweating all the time? Is it very cold here?"
No one paid any attention to him.
Emperor Ling clasped his hands behind his back and raised the corners of his lips with a half-smile: "Chief Nangong has been covering his abdomen. Could it be that he has a bad stomach? Ouch, Lao Kong, could it be that the food in your Imperial College is not clean?"
Dean Kong had heard about Su Luo's medical skills, and when he saw her frowning, he immediately knew that Nangong Moyuan's incident was serious.
"Shut up!" Nangong Liuyun was furious, and an invisible superpower's pressure spread out, and a cold air enveloped the entire hall!
Except for Dean Kong, everyone present shivered, and a chill quickly rose up from their backs.
Emperor Ling snorted secretly in his heart, but on the surface he did not dare to confront Nangong Liuyun.
For a moment, the scene became extremely quiet.
Everyone's attention turned to Su Luo again. They saw Su Luo frowning and her face was pale, and they couldn't help but become nervous.
Mrs. Nangong’s eyes almost fell out of her eyes...
Dean Kong also looked worried...
Putting aside his friendship with Nangong Moyuan, Nangong Liuyun will not let him go just because Nangong Moyuan is the problem of the Imperial Academy...
After about a cup of tea, Su Luo finally let go of Nangong Moyuan's hand.