As soon as the sky was bright, Puya and Jingluan got up. Because today is a big day in Linchang Kingdom, it is a solemn and solemn day for divination and auspiciousness and tribute to the ancestors.

Because of last night's fish and water, the two of them were inevitably a little lazy, and their bones were sour, and it seemed that they could not be relieved of a night's sleep. In this way, he endured his sleepiness and exhaustion, and under the service of his subordinates, he put it in order, and then set out for the noble holy land.

In front of the memorial platform made of the crumbs of the sacred mountain, the lotus flower and the feathered serpent in the holy place, Pu Ya curled her waist-length hair, wore a small crown of gold thread made of large pearls, and attached a crystal to her forehead, her eyes picked a narrow line with gold powder, her white neck was tied with a chain of cat's eyes and moonstone, and her wrists and chin were covered with broken rings. Dressed in a green wool silk skirt with a painted brocade totem, a collared shirt, and a green robe on it, its sleeves are on the ground; This is a neat courtesy dress, and special occasions and special occasions always require extremely careful attention to not lose the majesty of the queen.

The lover next to the queen was also dressed very differently from the past, Xiao Jingluan was also painted in blue, wearing a costume made of Ruijin around auspicious clouds, and high-waisted winged leather boots. This is a typical Linchang man's neat appearance.

As mentioned earlier, Jingluan hated men with ochre, so since he flew into Linchang like a bright white dove with an olive branch, the queen had already decreed the abolition of this traditional custom, but on important occasions everything was still in accordance with the ancestral system.

In the middle of the altar where a row of long snake-like torches was lit, the mysterious and powerful soothsayer was concentrating on his solemn ceremony. He wore a feather feather on his head, ochre face, felt Wei, and a dark blue robe sprinkled with ancient patterns of stars and moons.

In the Linchang Kingdom, the status of the soothsayer has always been extremely high, and such an identity has been passed down from ancient times in the form of a god descendant to the present, and has gradually evolved into a cultural form rooted in a city-state and a nation, and is relied on by the royal family. The people of Linchang have long been concerned about whether this respected soothsayer has vast and boundless mana, but no one is willing to run to challenge his mystery and test the depth of his mysteries.

Puya raised her sleeve and waved her hand at the soothsayer in the altar.

When the sorcerer had received the queen's command, he danced his chin along the torches arrayed like a feathered serpent, and between the trunks of the trees, he cut the red silk with golden scissors. Then he raised his hands high above his head, threw all the satin and wheat into the air, knelt down with his eyes closed and made a ritual worship, and then swayed with wine, and slowly recited a mantra in his mouth.

Jingluan stood firmly, his body was like a strong willow, and he had stood like this for a long time unconsciously, and he couldn't help but feel sleepy.

This originally solemn and sacred ritual seemed so boring to Xiao Jingluan!

Linchang is different from the Han land, this kind of ancient divination in the rich and gentle Han land is some of the side doors that cannot be elegant. Xiao Jingluan, a prince from afar, has been influenced by different cultures since he was a child, and there are also some deeply rooted and deep-rooted things in his bones. He doesn't believe in this kind of witchcraft, so he tends to get bored and tired: "Puya. He looked sideways, playfully and whispered to the Queen.

To make such a disrespectful posture on such a big day and a big occasion, Xiao Jingluan is really too bold and unruly! But Puya didn't care, she had always been tolerant of his lover.

Puya glanced sideways, and caught a glimpse of Jingluan's lips with a smile: "It's almost over." She reassured him. She knew that Jingluan was bored at the moment, just as she had always known that he hated such witchcraft spells. No matter how solemn and solemn the ceremony is for the people of Linchang, in the eyes of Jingluan, they only feel that they are playing tricks and strange powers!

The group of ministers behind him who respectfully greeted and sent God to God saw Jingluan doing such a rude attitude, and they couldn't help but pout silently, but they could only be dissatisfied in their hearts.

Jingluan obviously didn't intend to care about an occasion, he was standing very close to Puya, and at this moment, he was even more bold to raise his hand and hook a strand of tasseled black hair on her hanging cheek: "That monk from a distant land, I suddenly said to the attendant yesterday...... He is willing to stay in Linchang for the time being and tell his story to the queen. At this point, leaning slightly and lowering his voice in her ear, he said slowly, "Perhaps, you will be interested?" Puya's cheeks were slightly itchy as he was leaving.