Ding Peng also covered his face with a black hood, so Yaoguang couldn't see his tangled expression.

However, after waiting for a moment and not answering, Yaoguang finally felt that something was wrong.

She turned around and looked at the black-clothed priest steadily, and asked in a deep voice: "Isn't he in the temple?" The emperor is discussing important matters with the divine envoy today, and at the same time, he will also let He Chengzhang return home, and the palace and him are ......."

Yao Guang was stunned, thinking that his relationship with He Chengzhang was not a secret to the god servant in front of him, so he said calmly: "There is no chance in this life." It's hard to see each other now, so please tell me where he is now, Lord Priest. ”

Ding Peng also wanted to know where He Chengzhang was!

In fact, if it hadn't been for the Qin Concubine in front of him, he would have forgotten the existence of this person.

But in fact, after carefully searching for his memory, that person was indeed taken away by Bo Feng five years ago.

At that time, he and his master were still in Heluo County, and the reason why he knew it was because when Bo Feng wrote a letter to inform him of the situation in the imperial capital, he mentioned it in passing, so that He Chengzhang would become a priest again.

After reading the letter, the master handed it to him, and asked him to start preparing his bags and setting off to the imperial capital according to Bo Feng's arrangement.

Therefore, in a hurry, he did write He Chengzhang's name into the list of priests again, but he never saw it again!

"Niangniang, this matter still needs to be decided by the gods. Although He Chengzhang was taken back to the temple, he did not stay in the temple in the past few years, but was arranged to other places. ”

"Other places?" If Ding Peng said this at the beginning, it is estimated that Yaoguang would still believe it, but the unnatural pause and hesitation finally made people start to doubt, "You tell me, where did he go, and the psychology of this palace is also good." ”

Hey! Ding Peng's head is as big as a cow, how can people answer yes?

"Niangniang, don't be anxious!"

Suddenly, a more calm voice sounded from behind.

Yaoguang turned to look, but it was the emperor and the divine envoy who walked towards this place together.

And with their arrival, there was a strong smell of blood in the air.

She suppressed the strange feeling and stepped forward, and blessed her body with the blessing of Chaorong, "Your Majesty, the god envoys." ”

Ding Peng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and followed behind deliberately reducing his sense of presence.

"What did the Divine Envoy say about this?" Yaoguang looked at the man in black on the side.

Ten days later, at the god worship ceremony, Niangniang could see He Chengzhang. ”

"Oh?"

"Let's go!" Rong Tong's face was calm, and he couldn't see his joy or anger, "Drive back to the palace." ”

This...... Yaoguang looked up at Rong Tong, not sure if he had mentioned He Chengzhang to the Divine Envoy.

At this time, she said so abruptly that she wanted to go back, she faintly felt that the emperor should be unhappy.

However, she couldn't guess why she was upset.

The two of them walked out of the temple gate without saying a word.

"Huh?"

Heavy blood rushed to his face, and Yao Guang fixed his eyes to find that the god servants were scooping out what seemed to be blood from the huge wooden barrel, drawing runes on the ground.

Could it be that it is used for the ritual of sacrificing to the gods?

Yaoguang didn't dare to ask, only followed the emperor honestly, and after sitting in the generous and luxurious carriage, she still didn't see the man talking, so she had to obediently pour a cup of hot tea and send it to him.

Rong Tong drank the tea, his eyes narrowed to Yaoguang, and with a "bang", the teacup was vigorously buckled on the table.

Yaoguang was startled and hurriedly poured tea again.

Unexpectedly, the hand was clamped.

"Oops!" exclaimed, Yaoguang was pulled in, the hard chest pain against her hand, she looked at it in confusion, but Rong Tong raised her chin and gave a fierce kiss as if she was angry.

"Hiss......" The lip was bitten, Yaoguang endured the pain and waited for the man to calm down, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

"How do you have such a good time talking to anyone?"

"Huh?" Yaoguang was inexplicable, chatting with everyone so happily?

Does the emperor mean that she spoke to Priest Ding Peng before?

What a mistake!

Obviously, her expression is very cold, okay!

"Your Majesty, the concubine knew that she was wrong, and she was ...... at the time"

"What are you talking about?"

"Didn't the emperor say that He Chengzhang should be vulgar? The concubine asked his ......?"

"Shut up!" Suddenly, a loud shout rang out.

Yaoguang trembled again, and she didn't dare to continue.

Although the emperor agreed, saying that he wanted to let He Chengzhang return to the vulgar, it was rare to be magnanimous and let her go to see her for the last time.

But why is he so angry now?

Rong Tong saw that the woman was frightened away from him, and pulled the person into his arms with a big hand, "What are you hiding?

"No!" Yaoguang hurriedly shook his head, "Since the emperor is unhappy, the concubines don't mention it." ”

"It's okay!" Rong Tong smoothed his breath, not wanting to let himself be so out of control, but the thought of this woman not going to go shopping around with a great opportunity, but chasing one man to ask another man's whereabouts, is simply maddening!

He hugged Yaoguang tightly, and faintly felt that even if he had this woman at the moment, it would never seem to be true!

Yes, it's like a dream, a dream that will soon end!

"Don't be afraid of me!

Qin'er, you are so at ease to stay by my side, don't go anywhere!"

"Yes, Your Majesty. Yaoguang nodded obediently. I didn't dare to say what I wanted to ask.

However, Rong Tong seemed to have finally adjusted his mood, and took the initiative to solve her confusion, "I have already told the Divine Envoy, and he has also promised to return the custom after the ritual of worshiping the gods.

You see, I didn't disappoint you!"

As he spoke, Rong Tong showed a rare warm smile and helped Yaoguang comb the fine short hair on his forehead.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Yaoguang squeezed out a bright little face and took the initiative to kiss the man's lips.

Well, as long as the ritual of worshipping the gods is over, He Chengzhang can go home.

No matter where he is now, as long as he returns home, the He family will slowly get better!

Yaoguang leaned on the man's chest, and gradually fell asleep as the carriage swayed regularly.

...........

The ritual of sacrificing to the gods is the largest, largest number of participants, and the widest range of large-scale religious sacrifices in the history of the Daxian Dynasty.

On this day, the sky was clear, the sky was cloudless, the thirteen states of the Daxian Dynasty, the forty-eight counties plus the imperial capital Wu Temple, a total of forty-nine marble altars as high as ten zhang were lit at noon at the same time.

Under the scorching sun, 7749 altars, under the worship of millions of believers, greeted the arrival of the witch god.

Yaoguang followed the emperor and the queen, surrounded by countless imperial relatives and relatives, and also knelt under the altar of the Wushen Temple.

She always remembered that He Chengzhang would appear at the ceremony today, but in order to avoid the emperor's taste, she didn't dare to look around too often.

Soon, someone came from a distance.

Yaoguang looked at it and was slightly surprised.

That person is Bo Feng who has not been seen for several years.

He was wearing a black hooded cape, but, unlike the other god servants, his head was not covered by a hood.

His expression was extremely solemn, but his eyes revealed a trace of unconcealable madness.

Yaoguang felt strange and wanted to look more closely, but found that he had lifted his robe and began to climb towards the altar.

The altar, as high as ten zhang, is built with the unique marble of the Daxian Dynasty, it is a cylinder, there is a zhang to be wide, and a hemp rope falls from the top.

Bo Feng grabbed the hemp rope and climbed up at a very fast speed.

Everyone knelt on the ground, seeing Bo Feng quickly disappear from sight, they were all amazed by his amazing climbing skills.

At this time, Bo Feng was not as happy as others thought. When he climbed the altar and saw the smooth bronze mirror surrounded by nine high incense sticks, he couldn't help but shout: "No, no, I don't want it!"

Don't want anything?

Bo Feng knew very well that he was going to walk to the bronze mirror, take out the dagger he had brought with him, and then stab it into his chest without hesitation!

Yes, he knew exactly what he was going to do next, but he didn't want to!

However, no matter how much he yelled, he couldn't control his body and walk towards the bronze mirror.

Bo Feng's forehead was already covered with sweat, and his clenched teeth were shattered.

"Poof!"

There was no suspense, the dagger that had been prepared in advance had cut through his shirt and stabbed into his chest with unmistakable accuracy.

"No!"

Bo Feng felt that he had regained control of his body, and hurriedly pulled out the dagger, naively thinking that in this way, he was free from the control of the mysterious power.

However, the joy was only for a moment, the moment he fell to the ground, the blood all over his body was quickly absorbed by the bronze mirror, and then, a white light quickly rushed into the sky.

"Wow!"

The people under the altar were shocked by this miraculous sight and all sighed.

At this time, the Son of Heaven made a gesture to an inconspicuous guard of the Forbidden Army on the side.

Soon, the guard quickly backed away.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, everyone who was still immersed in the strange scene found that the towering altar pillar actually began to crack.

The altar is about to collapse!" I don't know who suddenly screamed loudly.

A large number of forbidden troops rushed into the scene, first protecting the emperor and the concubine from a safe distance, and then began to violently control the chaotic situation.

Yao Guang He had never seen such a battle, and at this time, he shrank in Rong Tong's arms, trembling all over.

"Boom ......" shook the mountains for a while.

The two screams and tearing sounds were also accompanied by the rising dust becoming more and more harsh.

Yaoguang quietly raised his head and began to look for He Chengzhang's shadow.