A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The voice of the person below the steps was clear and full of energy, Shu Ange put down the wine glass, slowly raised his head and swept over.

He was born with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his waist was as thin as a willow, his face was calm, and he had no fear in the face of her gaze.

It is a good young man with both talent and beauty, and extraordinary courage.

Among so many young masters, he was the only one who dared to propose to dance the sword in front of the imperial palace. Shu Ange nodded slightly: "That's right, Lu Yu, lend him your sword."

As soon as she finished her words, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

Someone whispered: "The holy monk is here!"

Although his voice was very low, everyone still looked in the direction where Xuan Jing was standing.

Just now, Mu Yun, who was still in the focus of everyone's attention, instantly realized what it means to be left out. He took the sword that Lu Yu handed over and said loudly again: "Your Majesty, Mu Yun is embarrassed."

Shu Ange nodded absently, but his eyes passed through the crowd and looked at the mysterious mirror in a red cassock walking through the garden path.

The sun was shining, his eyebrows were as bright and pure as a white lotus, and when he walked, his clothes were fluttering and the wind was light, and he was clearly living in a prosperous but independent world.

Singer Shu An was holding the white jade cup with a smile in his eyes. After slightly bowing his head, he shifted his gaze to Mu Yun.

At the Hundred Flowers Banquet, I don't know how many pairs of eyes stared at her. If she kept looking at the mysterious mirror, she was afraid that he would be roasted on the fire.

Mu Yun's sword dance is graceful, and the robes are flying, like clouds and flowing water, sometimes soaring and sometimes circling, with a graceful posture without losing the heroic spirit.

It's just that most of the people's attention was attracted by the mysterious mirror, and his sword dance was a little lonely. However, after noticing the gaze from His Majesty, Mu Yun burst into arrogance, and the sword qi was unstoppable.

"Lu Yu, give the holy monk a seat."

Lu Yu was also acquainted, and placed the seat of Xuanjing not far from Shu Ange.

After Mu Yun collected the sword, he knelt down on one knee and held the sword with both hands: "Thank you Lord Long En."

"Good swordsmanship, like a stunner, like a dragon, worthy of the pillar of the country."

Shu Ange put down the wine glass and made a comment, and Yu Guang caught the moment when Xuan Jing looked at her, and couldn't help but smile again.

Receiving His Majesty's praise, Mu Yun thanked him again, not happy with worrying about her pale face.

His Majesty praised the pillars of other countries, which means that he was not in the position of the emperor, which made Mu Yun, who was so confident when he arrived, able to withstand the blow.

With Xuanjing present, Shu Ange became even more absent-minded in the rest of the program as he listened to him preaching the scriptures.

When King Rong and King Yingyang also moved towards Xuanjing, she clenched the wine glass tightly, lowered her head and narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing a cold light.

After she summoned the female official and whispered a few words, the female official spoke loudly.

"Give Master Xuanjing a single cage of golden milk pastry, give Master Xuanjing a crystal dragon and phoenix cake, and give Master Xuanjing a jade dew group."

Three a cappella singing, everyone praised His Majesty Long En, Xuanjing raised his head and put his palms together in the direction of Shu Ange: "The poor monk thanked His Majesty."

He didn't salute when he came, which is considered a disrespect in front of the imperial court, but today, regardless of the monarch and minister, and the thoughts of His Majesty are known to everyone, Xinran did not remind Xuanjing.

The royal gift of delicacies, three in a row, King Rong and King Yingyang looked at each other, and their hearts were clear.

They surrounded Xuanjing and talked affectionately. Rong Wangji couldn't wait for the arranged person to appear for a long time. He was a little anxious, so he found a reason in advance to leave the venue temporarily.

Seeing her leaving, Shu Ange pretended to be too drunk, ordered the palace servants to help him down to rest, and also left the venue.

After leaving the venue, Shu Ange's first thing was to change into the mask that the actor wore when they danced the harvest dance at the banquet today, and even changed his clothes into the actor's attire.

Of course, to the outside world, His Majesty naturally rested in the conservatory.

(Readers of the starting point, I saw your comments, but I can't give you a little more refinement, so I hugged one with a smile!)