"Nonsense!" Xuanyuan Yu glanced at Ling Luo with an idiot look, "Could it be that your husband is so bad in your eyes?" ”

"Poof." Ling Luo chuckled, "Just kidding, don't be angry." ”

"Hmph." Someone snorted in displeasure, "How dare you question your husband's heart, you hateful woman!" ”

The smile on Ling Luo's lips became even thicker, and he said, "Okay, I'm teasing you, it's serious." ”

The laughter on the faces of the two people seemed a little out of place in this solemn temple, attracting a lot of hostile inquiring eyes around them.

After Ling Luo found out about this, he restrained his smile knowingly, closed his mouth, and stretched out his hand to pinch Xuanyuan Yu's arm, reminding him to keep a low profile.

At this time, outside the gate of the temple, a sharp voice of the eunuch suddenly came: "His Royal Highness Prince Sheen has arrived!" ”

The subjects who came to worship immediately knelt down and shouted, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Chitose." ”

Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu followed suit, hiding in the thousands of people, fishing in troubled waters.

"Everybody, get up, don't be restrained." A voice as warm as March catkins came, "This palace is here to do a spiritualist ritual for the high priest, so you can treat me as a simple believer." ”

Ling Luo raised his head in surprise, such an approachable prince was really unheard of.

Through the gap in the black gauze hat, Ling Luo could see Luo Xi'en's face clearly, he was very handsome, as weak as a girl's family, and his figure was not tall, at most he was medium, and he looked slightly slender.

Roshien's approachability immediately won the voice of his subjects, and everyone slowly got up with a longing light on their faces.

Roshien was dressed in a bright yellow dress embroidered with a mighty dragon pattern, which set off his handsome and weak face, but it looked a little discordant.

"Today is the seventh conjuring ceremony of the high priest of my Dongchen Kingdom, and in the past dynasties, for the seventh time, the new high priest will return with his soul and pray with the whole country."

Roshien slowly raised his hand, a gentle smile on his lips like a March catkins.

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed very gorgeously and with obvious religious overtones stepped forward.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the ceremony has been prepared."

Roshien nodded and said, "Now that Lord Bishop is ready, let's get started." ”

Ling Luo's gaze fell on the middle-aged man known as "Lord Bishop", this man was extremely tall, and his gaze was too sharp, like a falcon.

"Yu, what is the bishop?"

Xuanyuan Yu said, "The bishop is the master of the entire Ice Yao Temple, and his status is above the high priest. If the high priest is the true faith of the nation, then the bishop is the actual ruler of the whole religion. ”

"Dongchen is a theocratic state, the status of the ruler of the country is almost equal to that of the Holy See, Luo Ge married the high priest, and the bishop is respectful to Luo Xien, obviously, it is divided into two factions." Ling Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he keenly analyzed the current situation in Dongchen Kingdom.

Xuanyuan Yu cast an approving look and said, "That's right, that's it. ”

The corners of Ling Luo's lips hooked slightly, and a trace of coldness crossed his eyes, and he said, "No wonder I felt that the atmosphere was wrong as soon as I entered this temple. How could Roshien really want a new High Priest to appear? ”