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"Hmm~" The man's little action finally woke the boy up.

Chu Jun slowly opened his eyes. His vision hadn't yet fully focused, so he could only see a familiar pair of golden eyes smiling back at him against the light. For a moment, he thought it was just another ordinary morning in the God Realm.

So she habitually reached out to Mo Heng, wanting to throw herself into his arms.

Suddenly, he noticed Mo Heng's dark brown skin color and came to his senses.

Yes, this is not the realm of gods. The person in front of us is Mo Heng Mendo, not Mo Heng.

Even though the emotion in the boy's eyes subsided quickly, the man who had been focusing on the boy still noticed that it was a look he would have when he saw someone familiar, not him.

"Who does he think I am? If you could only look at me..." the "devil" in Mo Heng's heart whispered.

Chu Jun calmed down and quickly changed the subject, pretending nothing had happened: "Why did your Majesty come to me?"

"The court session just ended. The former high priest was addicted to prayer and is no longer suitable for the position of high priest. So I appointed you as the high priest of the country." The former high priest was addicted to prayer. This was obviously an excuse, just a pretext for deposing Kamon from the position of high priest.

"Why let me be the high priest? There should be someone more suitable in the country, right?" Chu Jun asked knowingly.

"You are the messenger sent by the Sun God. This news has spread throughout the capital. Is there anyone more suitable than you? You are the one that the people are looking forward to seeing." Mo Heng flattered him quietly.

"Then I thank your majesty for your grace. The will of the sun god is with you and me." At this time, Chu Jun had a perfect smile on his face, as if he was a truly perfect messenger of God.

Mo Heng felt a little disappointed when he saw his smile. He thought his lively expression just now was more adorable, although his serious look now was still very cute.

Chu Jun didn't care what his identity was as long as he stayed with Mo Heng. He would stay here with him for the rest of his life, so he accepted the identity of the high priest without hesitation.

After Mo Heng disappeared, Chu Yun only had time to repair Pino.

After determining the plane, Chu Jun hurried over with Mo Heng's soul lamp, without even thinking about how to make Mo Heng willingly give his soul to him when he passed away.

If Mo Heng had his memory, there would be no need to go through so much trouble. Chu Jun beckoned Mo Heng to give him anything.

However, now facing the amnesiac Mo Heng, Chu Jun was not so sure. After all, there was no reason for Mo Heng to fall in love with her for no reason.

It was clearly the same face and the same eyes, but the love in them was not the one Chu Jun was familiar with.

In Mo Heng's eyes, the young man suddenly held up his face with his hands for some unknown reason. Logically speaking, this was an extremely offensive act to the king, and it would not be excessive to burn his body after death.

However, at this moment, Mo Heng could only feel the boy's delicate skin against his own, and all his senses were attracted by these hands.

In reality, Chu Jun simply wanted to check on the state of Mo Heng's soul fragments. However, his divine power was sealed, so he could only use his mental power to probe into Mo Heng through physical contact to conduct a detailed investigation.

Fortunately, Mo Heng's soul was familiar with Chu Jun's breath. Chu Jun did not encounter any obstacles and directly entered Mo Heng's sea of ​​consciousness and came into contact with his soul.

After investigating, Chu Jun suddenly understood.

Why couldn't I detect Mo Heng's presence after his soul shattered into the lower realm?

Why can’t the soul lamp track Mo Heng’s location?

It turned out that a restriction had been placed on his soul. The inky restriction intricately covered the fragments of Mo Heng's soul, and it was very quiet at this time.

But the strange thing is that there are traces of Mo Heng's divine power on the restriction. This is likely to indicate that the restriction was set by Mo Heng himself.

Why did Mo Heng place restrictions on his own soul?

Mo Heng's soul is the most powerful Chu Jun knows. Even if his soul is broken, its strength is not something that ordinary people or even gods can offend.

Isn't it that placing restrictions on one's own soul is not to resist external attacks, but internal attacks?

Chu Yun couldn't understand.

He used his mental power to check Mo Heng's entire body and confirmed that his physical health was excellent and that it should be able to bear Mo Heng's soul for a long time, which made him feel relieved.

There is no way to know Mo Heng’s thoughts at the moment, so Chu Jun can only focus on making Mo Heng fall in love with her.

They were already an old married couple, and they were about to start a new relationship. Chu Yun was speechless but also a little excited.

"Your Majesty, are the clothes you asked the guards to bring for me?" After Chu Jun put down his hands, he noticed that rows of guards and maids with trays in their hands had been waiting quietly outside the door. He guessed that they came with Mo Heng, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Well, tomorrow is my birthday. A sacrificial ceremony will be held in the morning. You will preside over the ceremony as the new high priest and show your face in front of the people and ministers." Seeing Chu Jun retract his hands, Mo Heng felt regretful inwardly, and then answered as if nothing had happened.

Gods don't have birthdays, and neither Chu Yun nor Mo Heng had ever celebrated a birthday, so they were a little happy for a moment. This was the first time Chu Yun celebrated Mo Heng's birthday.

An extremely luxurious sacrificial crown fell on the boy's hair, and an open-collared robe made of precious silk wrapped the boy's body, revealing only his slender neck, slender ankles and delicate feet.

A thin belt made of pure gold outlined his waist, and the soft fabric left no room for hiding his figure.

The wide collar ornament, which was only slightly thinner than the king's, was inlaid with translucent gems of various colors, and there were also exquisite anklets on his ankles, as if to give him all the precious and beautiful things in the world.

But the most perfect thing is the boy's appearance, and those gorgeous jewels are just the background to set off his beauty.

Mo Heng was a little jealous of the gem that could touch Chu Yun's skin. How great it would be if it was his own hand.

Chu Jun initially refused to try on the clothes. After all, it was just a robe, and even if it didn't fit him well, it wouldn't be that bad.

But as soon as he expressed his refusal, Mo Heng's eyes were filled with disappointment. His eyelashes drooped, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he looked like he had been wronged.

Imagine a handsome man with a high position and power outside, but when you are alone, he shows you a wronged expression. This person is the one you love. Can you stand it? Chu Jun couldn't stand it anyway.

Chu Jun imagined a majestic golden lion acting like a spoiled child, and immediately became enchanted and agreed.

The price of getting ahead is that you are now covered in jewels.

Looking at the beautiful young man who was dressed up by himself, he seemed like a god stained by the colors of the human world.

Even though Mo Heng had chosen the most conservative robe style, covering most of Chu Jun's skin, he didn't want others to see even a corner of Chu Jun's clothes.

"He can only be seen by me, if only I can see him."

Mo Heng was possessive and didn't know whether appointing Chu Yun as the high priest was good or bad.

On the day of King Mendo II's birth, the entire royal city was bustling with activity.

In the Mendo Dynasty, the king's birthday was equivalent to the day when the son of the sun god was born into the world in the hearts of his subjects. In this country where everyone was religious, sacrificial ceremonies were held every year to pray to heaven for peace in the country. Every five years, the king would host a banquet for all tribal governors and priests in the dynasty to celebrate together.

At the same time, the sacrificial ceremony of that year will be much more grand and solemn.

This year, perhaps because a new high priest took office, the sacrificial ceremony was particularly grand.

The Mendo Dynasty's sacrifices declined, but that did not mean that people would become unsteady in their faith.

On the contrary, people firmly believed that every king was the son of the sun god who came to the world to lead mortals through the sufferings in the world.

People believed that the king carried the aura of a god, and if one could serve the king in this life, it would be easier for them to transcend life and death after death and be happier in the afterlife.

Of course, in the eyes of the nobles, the spread of such beliefs was nothing more than a means for the king to rule the dynasty.

The reason they obeyed Mendo II's orders was more because they had deeply understood how terrifying this young king was, and that was a past they did not want to recall.