The clear, calm voice made Mo Yunlan's eyes light up, "Ah Zhao!"
Mo Jinghao and the others' faces darkened, filled with disbelief.
The guests, unaware of the truth, looked at the coffin in horror, exclaiming, "!!!"
It's come back to life!
As Ling Yongqing watched a gentle breeze pass by, two red figures suddenly appeared in front of him, their backs to him.
From the side, Da Bai emerged with Fu Meng and Fu Liu.
Mo Yunzhao turned around, her skirt billowing as she landed smoothly, exuding an aura of power.
"Lord of the City!" Fu Liu rushed over to her upon seeing her, wailing, "You're still alive!"
Before she could even pounce, a sword sheath appeared in front of her, startling her so much that her face turned pale. She looked up at Nie You, whose face was expressionless.
Nie You sheathed his sword and held it close to his chest. "Your Highness is holding it."
Fu Liu said "oh" and turned to hug the fluffy white dog.
"A Zhao."
Mo Yunlan happily rushed over to hug Mo Yunzhao, but she bumped into the cold, sharp sword again, and her nose started hurting again.
"Nie You!" She rubbed her nose, tears welling up in her eyes.
She glared angrily at Nie You, who stood between her and A Zhao.
Nie You said with a blank face, "His Highness held him."
Hearing the two arguing, Mo Yunzhao looked up and squinted at Ling Yongqing, "The ceremony is over, so... shall we send them to the bridal chamber?"
Ling Jingyu stood beside her, his narrow, almond-shaped eyes slightly raised. "Shouldn't we be sending her to the coffin and the bridal chamber?"
Emperor Yanwu looked at the two beautiful women dressed in red embroidered with plum blossoms, and his old face smiled as brightly as a sunflower.
“See, I told you my son has legs and he’ll come back.”
They're so proud, they're practically floating on air.
Ling Yongqing watched them, his expression shifting like a palette of colors, a truly captivating sight.
"you……"
He gritted his teeth and swallowed the words "not dead".
He stared intently at Mo Yunzhao, saying, "Who are you? How dare you impersonate Mo Yunzhao! You have ulterior motives!"
After saying that, he waved his hand and said, "Kill her! She's a fake!"
Jiawei looked at Mo Yunzhao's face, saw her smiling faintly with narrowed eyes, and dared not make a move.
"The city lord's order cannot be disobeyed! Kill!" Ling Yongqing's eyes turned red as he shook his hand. "I have the city lord's order. I am the new city lord. Obey my orders."
Everyone stared at his raised hand, finding it quite strange.
Ling Yongqing raised his hand again and issued another harsh order, "Anyone who doesn't move will be killed and expelled from Moyang City."
Mo Yunzhao chuckled: "Ling Yongqing, if you want to order them around, at least use a feather as a token. Waving your hands empty-handed makes people think you're having a fit."
Ling Jingyu chuckled softly.
Everyone burst into laughter.
“I do have…” Ling Yongqing withdrew his hand, looked at his empty palm, and blinked in disbelief, “Where is the City Lord’s Token?”
It was just in his hand a moment ago.
Ling Yongqing quickly searched himself, then looked at the floor, as anxious as an ant running around in circles.
Are you looking for the City Lord's Token?
Ling Yongqing, who was wandering around aimlessly, looked up and saw Ling Jingyu holding the City Lord's Token in his hand, which was adorned with ice cicada silk.
His eyes were bloodshot with rage. "You stole my city lord's token!"
“This belongs to A-Zhao.”
Ling Jingyu handed the city lord's token to Mo Yunzhao, then leaned closer with his devilishly handsome face, "Could this be considered a betrothal gift?"
Mo Yunzhao calmly slapped his face away.
Looking into Mo Yunzhao's blood-red eyes, which were like jewels, Ling Yongqing had a sudden inspiration: "Her eyes are blood-red, she's fake, she's a demon."
Everyone looked up at Mo Yunzhao. His blood-red eyes, like jewels, seemed to shimmer with light, making him incredibly beautiful and leaving everyone momentarily stunned.
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