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In Chu Yun's opinion, time passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for Mo Heng’s birthday banquet again, and tribal representatives from the entire dynasty gathered in the capital again.

"Lei, we are so lucky to be chosen to accompany the Governor to the capital again this year."

"I don't know how Emo is doing. He's a very affectionate kid. He even came back to visit us last year. He's grown into a handsome young man now."

"Yes, we send gifts to the tribe every year. The tribe is doing so well now, how can we accept things from children? The Governor took all the valuables from the tribe and is returning them to the children."

"I don't know what happened to the High Priest. Our tribe is far away from the capital, so it's rare to hear news about him."

"It turns out it's been five years already. It seems like only yesterday that I last walked with the High Priest."

"Our tribe is truly blessed by the gods. According to the latest tribal rankings this year, we are almost catching up with the top tribes."

"The tribe will definitely get better and better."

In the corner, the governors of remote tribes were also exchanging information.

"Why didn't we see the Taiyi tribe coming this year?"

"Ah, you guys are so out of touch with the news. The Taiyi tribe disbanded a thousand years ago."

"Their tribe is in Hexi. How would we know? Tell us quickly."

"Didn't the Taiyier tribe send someone to your majesty at your birthday banquet that year, but the delivery failed? Guess what? That little beauty is the young prince of the Wensu Dynasty, and her brother has come to us. That little prince was lucky enough to survive after being thrown into the desert for more than half a year. The governor of the Taiyier tribe, Titan, murdered the royal family of a friendly country, and your majesty was furious. Titan's end was so tragic..."

"The offense against the high priest hasn't been resolved yet, and now they've murdered someone they can't afford to offend. The Taiyi tribe is truly unlucky to have such a governor."

"That's right. After Titan stepped down, no one wanted to take over the mess, and it disintegrated within two years. It was such a big tribe, what a pity for the people in it."

"Ah Heng, help me change my clothes quickly. Today is your birthday banquet, and I have to prepare to preside over the sacrificial ceremony!"

"Be good, Sui Sui, have another bite. Don't be in a hurry. Just let them wait."

"Your Majesty! Only immature priests would be late. I don't want to learn from you. Hurry up!"

"I'm coming."

Chu Jun is now a mature high priest, and presiding over a sacrificial ceremony is no problem for him.

The sacrificial ceremony was completed smoothly, and in the afternoon, Chu Jun attended the birthday banquet with Mo Heng. Chu Jun felt that it was right for Mo Heng to hold a birthday banquet only once every five years. It was too tiring.

[Report to His Highness, Little Prince Emo is approaching...]

"Hurry, Ah Heng, Emo is coming, help me block him."

Aymo, who is already ten years old, is now at the age of being noisy. Although he is sensible, he is also really clingy to Chu Jun. If Aymo is allowed to cling to him, he will probably have to stay up until midnight tonight.

Chu Jun, who was already exhausted and collapsed on the bed, didn't want to move at all.

Mo Heng touched the boy's head helplessly, turned around and went out to fool the child.

Yes, after Chu Jun's training, Mo Heng is now also good at coaxing children. Of course, the one he wants to coax the most is the one in the room.

When Ai Mo saw Mo Heng appear at the door, he called out, "Big Brother."

"Your brother has already fallen asleep. You can't go in and disturb him today. Do you understand?" Mo Heng coaxed with a smile.

As a divine soldier, Aymo keenly sensed a "murderous aura" and quickly nodded and left, thinking to himself, "I will come back when big brother is not around. I can't let big brother monopolize my brother. Big brother is obviously an adult, why is he still so childish?"

Mo Heng, unaware that he had been labeled "childish" in the child's mind, returned to the house contentedly and hugged the boy on the bed with satisfaction.

In the past five years, Mo Heng's condition has been getting better and better. The turbidity of his sea of ​​consciousness has gradually decreased, and now it seems to have become relatively pure.

However, Chu Yun has never found an opportunity to make Mo Heng better. He has tried various methods, but none of them can change Mo Heng's current situation, which makes him very confused.

However, sometimes when he fed Mo Heng a mouthful of food, his condition would be slightly better, and sometimes a good morning kiss would make it much better, which made Chu Jun confused.

A year later, Mo Heng received a letter from Wensu, saying that Er Wensu had succeeded to the throne and specially invited a delegation from the Mendo Dynasty to attend his succession ceremony.

Over the past few years, Mendo has received news from Wensu. For example, his youngest son, Jules, exposed the previous monarch's attempt to sacrifice children for immortality, causing unrest among the common people. Then, Er seized the opportunity to force his father out of power, leading to several years of turmoil in the dynasty before finally settling down.

Mo Heng sent an envoy to deliver a congratulatory gift. Although he was a former rival in love, His Majesty believed that he was still very generous.

A few years later, Mo Heng's condition had stabilized, and the restrictions on his soul had been completely lifted. Now, if Chu Jun wanted, she could take his soul away immediately. But Chu Jun gave up. Mortal life is short, but it can be filled with brilliant colors, which fascinated Chu Jun.

At this year's birthday banquet, Yulis Wensu led a delegation as an envoy to present Mo Heng with a gift. The young boy, who had been so naive back then, had grown into a mature man. Wensu's turbulent years had made him less innocent and impulsive. He was no longer the same person Chu Jun remembered; only a few familiar features could be found in his features.

"Yulis Wensu greets the High Priest." Yulis was also looking at the High Priest above him with his peripheral vision. He had the same appearance and the same pure smile as nine years ago, as if time had stopped for him, and he still looked like a teenager.

This gave Ilyus the illusion that he was still the child chasing after Chu Jun, and could still be innocent and naive. But no, he still had his country and brother behind him, and a simple person could not protect them.

After the birthday banquet, Yulis came to say goodbye to Chu Jun. The blond young man smiled without a trace of gloom. He said goodbye to the boy as if he was saying goodbye to his past self, then turned around and walked towards his country without looking back.

Chu Jun didn't see Yuyis again for decades. It was said that he later inherited the throne, and Wen Su's strength grew stronger, with a faint aura of dominance. However, Mo Heng, who wanted to show off in front of Chu Jun, naturally refused to be outdone, so Menduo's development reached a new peak.

When Mo Heng was sixty years old, he felt that he was not doing well anymore, so he passed the throne to Emo. After that, he devoted all his time to Chu Jun. He wanted to spend his last time with Chu Jun.

Mo Heng left one night. The white-haired Mo Heng held Chu Yun's hand. The man before him still looked young, smiling against the light, just as he had when they first met. He held her hand tighter and closed his eyes in peace. "We promised each other, you must wait for me," Mo Heng said to himself.

Chu Jun has always known that human lifespan is only a hundred years, but knowing is one thing and experiencing it personally is another.

Watching the person he loved grow old little by little in front of him, but being unable to intervene, this feeling was too cruel.

When Mo Heng closed his eyes for the last time, Chu Jun felt that he was like a leaf blown away by the wind, as if he would never come back. Tears welled up in her eyes, but now there was no one to comfort her, so she could only cry silently.

Chu Yun's remains were buried in Mo Heng's mausoleum along with Mo Heng's. Since then, the temple has been left without a master, and the last high priest of Mendo has vanished from the world's sight.