Chapter 637: The imperial court (1)

Xuan Jing was sober today very early, and when the sky was still dark, every household lit candles.
Today is the last day of mourning for Chen Fan as a whole nation. Almost all the citizens of the city spontaneously wear plain sackcloth and gather at the east gate of Xuanjing.
This is the place where Chen Fan came, but today, the people in the city will also be here to send Chen Fan one last time.
The dense crowds all walked with their candles, each with a look of grief and anger, and at the same time there was confusion and despair about the future.
Chen Fan, who had risen like a comet, fell.
So who will support the future of Xuan Guo?
In the crowd, Xiao Qi, Mu Wanrong, and Zhuge Yun were all in the list. Unlike the endless sadness in the eyes of others, the three girls only had a solemn expression, without even a trace of tears on their faces.
The endless tears have been shed in a month, and now all that is left is the hatred of the slave!
This hatred is already overwhelming, like a hanging river cascading water, out of control!
As a contemporary Wu Wang, Zhuge Yun asked Emperor Xuan to form the Chen Jiajun, and once again illuminate Da Xuan with the glory of Chen Fan.
Emperor Xuan agreed, and the first commander of the Chen Jiajun was led by Zhuge Yun.
As for Mu Wanrong, she is not good at using soldiers, but after discussing with King Mu, she supports the growth of Chen Jiajun with all the properties of the Mu family.
The Daxuan Treasury was in deficit and was unable to form another army, so in order to pass on the glory of Chen Fan, the Mu Family was willing to take out everything he had, because Chen Fan could have these things because of Chen Fan!
There is also Xiao Qi. As a princess, she can neither join the army nor engage in business. She can only support Mu Wanrong and Chen Jiajun silently from behind, so she can do her last bit of effort for Chen Fan!
"Two elder sisters, you have to complete the journey that you wrote down. My father called me into the palace. Today, I am afraid that something big will happen in the palace!"
For a long time in front of the East City Gate, Xiao Qi said in a low voice.
Now her pretty face has long lost the ancient spirits and spirits of the past, and the endless firmness and maturity left behind.
Even the temperament of the whole body became more and more similar to Chen Fan.
Mu Wanrong and Zhuge Yun are the same. Their ideas are very simple. Since they can't be with Chen Fan forever, then they become Chen Fan!
"Sister, be careful, Xuan Jing is as dangerous as the land of tigers and wolves today. Remember what my sister said, no matter when you arrive, you must remember to save your own life. Only by living can you accomplish everything you think in your heart!"
Zhuge Yun patted Xiao Qi on the shoulder and said, with a deep and solemn tone.
A smile appeared on Xiao Qi's pretty face, but she shook her head and said, "We are his women, and what he protects with life, I naturally want to defend with life!"
After that, Xiao Qi slowly pulled it and placed it on the ground, wearing a sackcloth robe, turned and walked away.
Her goal is the imperial palace, the imperial palace where the great dynasty will be held at this moment.
Xiao Qi's steps are not fast, but it has a special rhythm, and the back of this scene, although thin, but unknowingly blends with Chen Fan's back.
In this way, facing the torrent of the crowd, Xiao Qi drifted away and went against everyone, but the belief in his heart kept pace.
The country will be broken, internal and external troubles are frequent, the North Korean treacherous party is in power, and the slaves in the north are watching. This is the status quo of Da Xuan.
What many people don't know is that what is going to happen in the palace today will once again push Daxuan into the abyss.
Only one step away is the situation of broken body.