For a moment, the streets and alleys were filled with discussions about His Royal Highness.

Some say that His Highness the Crown Prince is weak and can’t help but be weak, and the winter festival is worrying.

Some say that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not weak at all, he is handsome and charming, and even General Yun cannot compare with him.

In the eyes of everyone, the prince has always been sick and weak. It is like this on the streets and alleys. It was only in the past few days that the second voice came out, which was so concise that His Royal Highness the Prince was so charming and unparalleled.

So, the crowd became even more curious and couldn't wait to see the heroic figure of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Royal Palace.

The officials and ministers were all wearing black clothes and were already waiting outside the Tai Chi Hall.

The first ray of sunrise rose, and Xia Shengliang came out of the Eastern Palace with his attendant.

Wearing a nine-stamped crown, decorated with colorful jade beads, and a grand crown garment embroidered with golden thread and rugged patterns. She stands tall and handsome, facing the rising sun, she is brilliant and dazzling, so she dares not look at her.

The officials and ministers stared blankly at His Royal Highness, who seemed to fall from the sky, suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is different from usual.

I usually look weak and can't help but today, my aura is full of energy and I am extremely noble. I come stepping on the rising sun, as if a god is coming, and there is no sign of being sick and weak!

Lan Xiang and Yun Zhan also flashed in surprise.

The prince's illness is cured?

This aura does not look like it is a disease.

However, there are some things that can be carried out for a while, depending on how long he can last.

Yun Zhan narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the five-clawed golden beast embroidered with golden thread on the man's body under the rising sun. The light flowed and shone brightly, and a trace of sinister flashed in his eyes.

The ministers were impressed by the style of His Royal Highness and couldn't help but kneel down to salute.

Lan Xiang and Yun Zhan could only kneel down and salute.

Xia Shengliang glanced at everyone, his voice clear and slightly cold, "You all have been."

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

The crowd knelt down and thanked him before getting up.

The chariot and horse team had already been ready, and Xia Shengliang got on the leading carriage and set off from the palace with the mighty team.

From the city to the northern suburbs, it is not too far away. People follow you all the way to watch the royal family's luxurious travel guards.

Northern Suburbs.

The place to welcome winter is a wide field with a stage set up.

In front is the blue Huajiang River, behind is the towering North Mountain, surrounded by sheds, and the crowds of people standing full of people coming to watch the winter festival.

The guards led the way, and the mighty team arrived at the northern suburbs. His Royal Highness stepped down from the noble and luxurious carriage and took a group of officials and ministers to the altar.

Under the rising sun, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was dressed in a brilliant and noble manner. The exiled immortal's face was so handsome that he was outrageously handsome.

The steady steps and the upright posture give people an inexplicable majesty and shock.

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The other people heard the loud kneeling and bowed, and couldn't help but kneel down and bowed.

The sound of bowing and bowing shook the sky and the earth for a moment.

Xia Shengnuan stood on a high ground and looked at the prince above him. He shouted with a very fan, "The earth is strong and the prince is beautiful forever, the door faces the sea, the rivers in the southern border flow for thousands of years, literature and martial virtues, and the prince is for thousands of years!"

The 108 men from Feihu Village immediately shouted, "Writing has become a martial virtue, and His Royal Highness has been for thousands of years!"

Everyone is full of energy, and their voices are loud, which makes people's ears numb.

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