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On the day of begging for rain, it was a rare cloudy day, Wu Ying's heart was so peaceful that he couldn't close his mouth when he smiled.

They placed the offerings they had prepared long ago on a high altar table, and a large crowd watched from below. Xuanyuan Luo took Xia Yao to sit on the chair on the right, Huang Ming and a delicate maid waited in the back, and Qing Xi surrounded him with guards to protect his master.

Wu Ying held three incense sticks in his hand, and there were Buddhist disciples knocking on the wooden fish and reciting eulogies.

The red candles on both sides of the table are hotly burned, and the roasted suckling pig with a crispy outside and tender inside is placed on the table, as well as a variety of delicacies.

Xia Yao looked up at the sky, only to see that the sky was covered with dark clouds, and it was black, as if it was about to fall down in the next moment. She asked, "Do you think he's going to succeed?" ”

Xuanyuan Luo replied, "Difficult! ”

Xia Yao was immediately happy, "It's good if it's difficult." ”

This Wu Ying came to find their trouble three times and twice, although he did not succeed once, but it did make people panic!

Time passed bit by bit, and cold sweat broke out on Wu Ying's forehead, seeing that the Dharma was about to be done, but as a result, only clouds came out of the sky, what is it if it doesn't rain!

As the monks' voices fell, there was silence all around.

After a few seconds, there was a whisper from the crowd—

"Why can't this work!"

"You see that the dark clouds are coming out all over the sky this day, why doesn't it rain?"

One of the sixty-year-olds hesitated for a moment and said, "...... Is it because it's not the Fifth Highness who is begging for rain? So God thinks we're not sincere? ”

This statement was unanimously agreed by everyone.

As their words fell, there were several deafening thunderclaps in the sky, and Wu Ying, who was originally blue-faced, lit up and stared at the oppressive sky.

But soon, a bright light appeared in the sky, and the bright light became bigger and bigger, and it was actually the sun that came out, and the cheers of the people were stuck in their throats, and their eyes were lost.

Wu Ying's face turned even whiter, and his whole person was shaky, as if he was about to fall down at any time from a distance.

"Ask Your Highness the Fifth to pray for rain for us, Your Highness is a member of the royal family, you must be able to." I don't know who in the crowd shouted.

"Yes, please do it for us."

As if bewitched, the surrounding people, men, women, and children, all shouted together.

Xuanyuan Luo's face was not very good-looking, and it was obvious that someone had arranged it in advance.

Xia Yao looked at the people of Qianzhou who knelt down and begged Xuanyuan Luo to do something, let out a 'tsk' from his mouth, and then pulled Xuanyuan Luo's sleeve below, and said, "You have difficulty riding a tiger now, so you have to go up." ”

"What a Wu Ying, His Royal Highness really underestimated him." He was so angry that His Highness came out.

"Remember, after you go up, let people move four big drums and beat them hard, and the louder the beating, the better, you know?" Xia Yao advised.

Xuanyuan Luo was puzzled, but since Xia Yao said so, there must be a reason for her.

He nodded and said, "Okay." ”

After speaking, Xuanyuan Luo was dressed in a black robe, and slowly walked to the altar with steps.

His cold eyes made Wu Ying's back chill.

Wu Ying steadied his expression, said "please", and walked to the left side to face Xia Yao.

Xuanyuan Luo stared at Wu Ying's back, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The people below were forced by Xuanyuan Luo's momentum, and they didn't dare to say a word at all, as if they had blasphemed God when they opened their mouths.

Xia Yao stared at his handsome face, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart - it was really the most handsome man in 'work'.

Xuanyuan Luo asked Qing Xi to get four huge drums from the state capital that were only taken out during the Chinese New Year and placed them in the four corners of the high platform.

Except for Xia Yao, the rest of the people looked at them blankly, but they didn't dare to say anything?

The four guards on the back of the tiger beat the big drum, and the deafening sound made everyone's faces not look very good.

Wu Ying snorted coldly in his heart, and scolded secretly: "Pretend to be a ghost." ”

The sound of drums and the chanting of the monks blended together, and the sun, which had been shadowing, was gradually obscured by dark clouds.

The people below held their breath and looked at the handsome oracle-like man on the stage with respectful expressions. The corners of his clothes were rustled by the strong wind, and his face was calm.

Who could have known that the killing intent in his heart was tumbling violently.

Xia Yao raised her eyes and looked at the sky, and had already decided in her heart that if it didn't rain in the end, she would 'help' him!

Xuanyuan Luo must not be 'defeated' in front of everyone.

The drums are getting louder and louder, the eulogy is being read faster and faster, the incense in Xuanyuan Luo's hand is getting shorter and shorter, the dark clouds in the sky are gathering denser and denser, and everyone's expressions are becoming more and more pious.

As the last drum fell, a huge bolt of lightning fell on the head, and the hearts of those who watched were terrified.

The thunder was so loud that it was hard to hear any voice, and huge raindrops fell like splashing water, hitting people like hailstones.

The crowd was stunned for a moment, and then let out a huge cheer.

Xuanyuan Luo stood in place, his expression was masked by the heavy rain, and his vision was blurred.

Xia Yao touched her face with her hand, her delicate makeup was washed into a mess by the heavy rain, and the maidservant girl behind anxiously took out a flower umbrella and opened it.

Xia Yao waved her hand, with such a heavy rain, there was no point in playing an umbrella at all.

She walked quickly in front of Xuanyuan Luo, took his hand, and shouted loudly: "It's raining too much, let's go home!" ”

Xuanyuan Luo took one last look in Wu Ying's direction, and then he hugged Xia Yao in his arms, nodded and said, "Okay, let's go home." ”

Xia Yao's rouge gouache washed by the rain was all rubbed on Xuanyuan Luo's clothes, she struggled for a while, who knew that Xuanyuan Luo hugged it too tightly, and she immediately gave up.

The rain-soaked clothes were cold, but when the two of them hugged each other, the warmth rose little by little.

Xuanyuan Luo kissed Xia Yao's forehead, and finally picked her up and began to stride forward.

The maidservants followed closely, and the guards cleared the way on either side.

Only then did the cheering crowd react, and I don't know who it was, and shouted, "Fifth Highness Chitose." ”

One by one, 'His Royal Highness Chitose' sounded in Qianzhou, and it swept away like a tsunami.

Xuanyuan Luo's expression remained unchanged, he just hugged his treasure tightly, and walked towards the exquisite and luxurious carriage step by step.

As soon as she got into the carriage, Xia Yao couldn't help but shiver.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Luo hurriedly put a gray blanket on Xia Yao's body.

Xia Yao couldn't help but struggle, "It's so hot." ”

Xuanyuan Luo, "Good, it's not good to get sick later." ”

Xia Yao pouted, the rouge on her mouth was mixed with her lips, and she looked ridiculous.

Xuanyuan Luo's mood finally improved, he took out a clean handkerchief from the carriage and wiped her face clean little by little.

Xia Yao raised her eyebrows, and when Xuanyuan Luo was not paying attention, she suddenly lifted the blanket and threw herself into his arms, and said in a cheerful tone: "This way it won't be cold." ”

Xuanyuan Luo was stunned for a moment, sighed, picked up the blanket and wrapped the two of them together.

Xia Yao leaned on his chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat, listening to the sound of the carriage, and listening to the ticking of raindrops, she felt her eyes sink more and more, and finally slowly fell asleep.

*

When Xia Yao woke up again, it was still raining in the sky.

Huang Ming, who was guarding next to her, curled the corners of his mouth happily when he saw her wake up, and said, "Madam, you are awake, are you hungry, the slave maid asked someone to bring you some porridge." ”

Xia Yao touched her head and asked, "What's wrong with me?" Are you sick? ”

"Poof!" Huang Ming couldn't help laughing and said, "How are you doing?" It's just that I was a little overtired before, and I fainted, and the doctor said that I would be fine after resting for a while. ”

"Oh!" Xia Yao nodded and asked, "How long have I been sleeping here?" ”

Huang Ming, "Madam, you've been sleeping for almost a day and a night. ”

Xia Yao nodded again to indicate that she understood.

The maid in the house brought a bowl of warm millet porridge from the kitchen, accompanied by a few refreshing side dishes.

After Xia Yao drank the porridge, she said, "What about the prince?" ”

A layer of embarrassment appeared on Huang Ming's face, and he said, "Back to Niangniang, the prince fell ill after he came back that day, and now he is asleep in the courtyard next door?" Seeing that Xia Yao began to call Wang Ye, Huang Ming stopped calling Xia Yao his wife.

"I'm sick." Xia Yao lifted the quilt and landed barefoot, "I have to go and see." ”

"Mother, wait a minute! Is it still raining outside? Huang Ming hurriedly grabbed Xia Yao and took out Xia Yao's shoes.

Xia Yao put on her shoes and said, "You go to find an umbrella, I'll come by myself here." ”

Huang Ming hesitated for a moment, just as a few servant girls who had gone out before came back, her eyes lit up, and she said, "Where are you guys dying, why don't you come to serve the princess, I'll go find an umbrella for the princess." ”

"Yes." The maids answered, and hurriedly trotted over.

Although they are all maids, Huang Ming is the first-class maid by Xia Yao's side, so he naturally presses them.

Xia Yao changed her clothes under the service of the maids, and Huang Ming held an umbrella in the back and wanted to hold an umbrella for her.

Xia Yao glanced at it, pointed to a few maids behind her, and said, "Let them come." ”

Several maids were stunned for a moment, and one of them smiled smartly and took the initiative to take the umbrella in Huang Ming's hand, walked to the right side of Xia Yao's back, and held the umbrella high to ensure that his princess Jingui's body would not be stained with rain.

"Let's go!" Xia Yao didn't care that the other maids didn't have umbrellas in their hands, and walked forward directly after speaking. 166 Reading Network