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Chen'er stared wide-eyed, looked back at Su Qingyu curiously, and asked, "Mother, why are there so many soldiers?"

Su Qingyu immediately covered Chen'er's mouth, and whispered to him: "Don't talk nonsense now, you know? If there is anything to do later, you can just run away."

Su Qingyu was very nervous. Since ancient times, bloody battles for the throne would have caused rivers of blood. Even in front of relatives, it was not half as good as this throne.

All the female relatives were either crying, or lamenting their hardships in the future in a daze.

Occasionally, some smart people who can sense the strange atmosphere are like Su Qingyu, always observing the changes around them.

In fear, the people inside the imperial mausoleum finally came out.

The leader was of course the new emperor Murong Yan, and he looked like a spring breeze, with no trace of sadness on his face, instead he was walking excitedly.

When Chen'er saw Murong Heng, she immediately broke free from Su Qingyu's arms happily, and rushed towards Murong Heng.

"Father!"

Who knew that Chen'er accidentally tripped over a stone and fell towards Murong Yan.

Both Murong Heng and Murong Ze ran towards Chen'er nervously, but it was a pity that Murong Ze's body was more vigorous and he hugged Chen'er, but he didn't care about Murong Yan and kicked him away.

I saw that Murong Yan, who was walking sideways in arrogance just now, immediately fell to the ground like a dog eating shit, looking very embarrassed.

"Murong Ze! You are bold!"

Following Murong Yan's furious roar and swish, the surrounding guards pulled their knives out of their sheaths one after another.

Su Qingyu exclaimed, looking anxiously at Chen'er in Murongze's arms.

The atmosphere was tense, but Murongze looked calm, holding Chen'er in his arms, feeling his weak body and the fragrance that belonged to Su Qingyu.

"Hehe, Murong Ze, are you finally unable to hide?" Murong Yan looked at Murong Ze coldly, with ashes still on his face.

"Murong Yan, I'm just afraid of children getting hurt, is there something wrong?"

Murong Ze glanced at him lightly, all his thoughts were on Chen'er, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he was a miniature version of himself.

Murong Heng stepped forward in displeasure, and snatched Chen'er from Murong Ze's arms.

"Thank you King Luo for protecting your son."

After Murong Heng finished speaking to Murong Ze, he turned to Murong Yan and said, "Your Majesty, this is my son, and I hope you can appease your anger."

Murong Heng looked at Murong Yan neither humble nor overbearing, there was no trace of respect in his eyes, instead there was a lot of disdain, but Murong Yan was completely amused by the sentence he just said, Your Majesty.

"How could it be? Emperor brother, you are overthinking. Isn't your son my nephew? Naturally, I won't think too much about it. It's too late to love him!"

Murong Yan smiled and wiped Chen'er's cheek, but Chen'er didn't seem to like him very much, so she tilted her face back slightly.Murong Yan's hand stopped in mid-air with some embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, my son is born. You also know that he has been in the south of the Yangtze River since he was born. He has never seen anything in the world. Please don't be offended by your majesty."

Sure enough, Murong Yan, who was still a little furious just now, immediately showed a smile again after hearing the call of Your Majesty, and shook her head hastily.

"How come, how come, let's go back."

Su Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Murong Yan finally stopped making trouble, and walked slowly to Murong Heng's side, looking at Chen'er worriedly.

And Murong Ze's eyes have been glued to Su Qingyu's body ever since she appeared.

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