Amina did not have the opportunity to appreciate His Highness Simu’s cooking skills.
Because of her father's loyalty, Ximu was merciful in dealing with the matter and only deprived her of the right to enter the palace.
Walking in despair among the palace walls, her mind went blank.
After waiting agonizingly for ten years, at the end of the day, His Highness is no longer the same person he was back then. How ridiculous is that?
While I was feeling sorry for myself, a large group of people suddenly came from the front.
Hundreds of maids and Star Dragon Guards, cheering in front and behind, escorted two seven or eight-year-old children as they passed in front of her.
An Hong is also in the team. Wearing a brand-new costume of the Star Dragon Guard Commander, he followed the two children step by step, and even bent down to listen to their words with great concentration.
Amina felt very inconsistent in her heart. As His Highness's closest bodyguard, An Hong has always been with him during his exile. It is not surprising that he is now promoted to the rank of Commander-in-Chief of the Star Dragon Guard, the direct bodyguard of His Majesty the Emperor.
The problem is, with his current status, it is normal for him to be so respectful to His Majesty or His Highness Ximu, but for anyone else, it would be too abnormal.
Amina suddenly remembered the rumor she heard last night - the children who were treated as their own by His Highness Simu.
But no matter how much they are valued, as long as they are not the heirs of the empire, they are not qualified to receive An Hong's favor.
Just like himself back then, even if everyone regarded her as a worthy candidate for the concubine, as long as this identity was not recognized for a day, An Hong would never make excuses for herself.
So the crux of the matter lies in what identities these two children are?
At this moment, the boy stopped talking, and An Hong straightened up, revealing the former's face.
This face, this appearance, this expression are simply a replica of His Highness Ximu.
Not only him, but also the little girl next to him, her eyebrows vaguely resembled Xi Mu's.
So, did that woman really get there first and give birth to a pair of children for His Highness?
No wonder His Highness has become so gentle. No wonder, even Her Majesty Queen Hyde was so kind to her.
She stared blankly, watching the honor guard approaching, her brain turning into a ball of mush.
"Kneel down!" The soldier who escorted her out of the palace roughly pushed her to the ground and pressed her forehead against the cold lapis lazuli stone.
The team arrived in front of her without stopping for even a moment. But the conversation between the boy and An Hong came to her ears clearly:
"Is this the woman who claims to be the most compatible with my father?"
"Yes, Your Highness." An Hong responded respectfully: "She has been expelled from the palace because she had evil thoughts towards the Lord. His Highness personally issued an edict that she would never step foot inside the palace gate."
"Since you are not young, you should get married as soon as possible." Yun Yun's voice was so indifferent that there was no emotion at all: "Her family must resolve the matter within half a month. By the way, marry her farther away. I don't want her to be married in the future. I saw this person in the Capital Star Circle.”
"As you wish."
For the next whole month, Tao Le had a troubled life.
It didn't take much effort to detoxify His Majesty the Emperor and help him reunite the almost dissipated source energy core.
What really bothered her was the extremely complicated and complicated ceremony for the canonization of the first prince and concubine.
In terms of rituals, the Miao Empire has always preferred more than less, and preferred extravagance to frugality.
Even for ordinary people to form a contract, they have to go through hundreds of procedures, not to mention that this is the royal family, and the marriage partner is His Highness Ximu, who has received enthusiastic attention from billions of people?
Compared with the weddings of previous first princes, this one is even more complicated.
The reason is also very simple, because it is not only the wedding ceremony of Tao Le and Ximu, but also the canonization ceremony of Luo Luo and Yun Yun.
So when the ceremony director worked overtime to rush out of the ceremony, Tao Le immediately had the idea of escape.
There are 3,496 necessary procedures, with as many as 99 sets of gowns to be changed in between. It will take at least three days and three nights to complete them all.
With Tao Le and Xi Mu's cultivation, let alone three days and three nights, they could still hold on even if the time was extended ten times longer.
But she just couldn't figure it out. We are obviously an old married couple, so why waste so much manpower and material resources on formalism?
"Amu." Tao Le looked at the gowns and countless hair crowns and jewelry that filled the entire hall, and once again begged him in a low voice: "Please."
"No." Simu refused simply.
"I know that my father and mother, including you, all want to use this grand ceremony to unite the hearts of the people and boost morale. I can understand this."
Tao Le snuggled into Xi Mu's arms, rubbing circles on his chest with her fingers and talking gloomily.
"Since we all know it, why do you keep rejecting it?" Ximu actually didn't expect that her reaction would be like this.
This wedding was extremely important to him. The more grand and complicated the procedure is, the more it shows that the royal family attaches great importance to Tao Le, and it will also allow the nobles and dignitaries of the empire to form a correct understanding of Tao Le's status.
Speaking of which, the first draft submitted by the Ceremony Department contained tens of thousands of links. He reluctantly simplified it in order to take care of Tao Le's emotions. But she didn't expect that even so, she was still not satisfied.
"Let's simplify it a little more, okay~~" Tao Le hugged Ximu's neck, his eyes were as charming as silk, and his voice also took a turn, sounding quite soul-stirring.
"Huh?" Simu's breathing became heavy: "How do you want to reduce it?"
"Pick up the most important hundreds of procedures and complete them in half a day, okay?"
It's a pity that this time, the previous tried and tested tricks unexpectedly failed.
Simu was surprisingly stubborn on this matter.
Tao Le gained nothing but the bitter fruit of burning his body.
Soon the day of the wedding celebration came. Ximu woke up early in the morning and saw no sign of Tao Le.
She has reached the ninth level, and even Lin, who has taken over as the central intelligence brain, cannot monitor her position.
No one was found in the entire palace, and Ximu was not feeling well.
He repeatedly issued numerous orders to his subordinates, and was about to mobilize the army and security forces to conduct an all-out search when he saw Xuan Yi walk in and hand him a piece of paper.
Tao Le's handwriting was flying: "Ah Mu, I'm going out to play for a few days. I'll come back when the ceremony is over. I love you Lele!"
The note disappeared silently into nothingness, leaving not even a scrap of paper behind.
"Tell me, why are you left here?" He half-squinted his eyes, trying his best to suppress his anger.
"You should have guessed it, why are you asking me?" Xuan Yi looked at the jewels in the room and felt that he was hopeless.
Ximu sat for a while and gradually calmed down.
"Very good." He said, "As a contracted spirit beast, you should be able to sense her approximate location, right?"
"Of course." Xuan Yi said proudly, "But why should I tell you?"
A faint smile appeared on the corners of Simu's lips. The next second, the fallen soul appeared in the palace.
"You are old acquaintances. Let's have a good talk together." He said.
(End of chapter)
