Compared with the guy with a messy face, everyone was more willing to believe that Feng Ling, who was full of manners, was their true empress.

But it often backfires. Everyone only felt that as soon as there was a flower in front of them, the phoenix feather on the dragon chariot turned into the appearance of a blood rakshasa.

These words have to start from the day when the Blood Rakshasa and Ning Han came out of the ice cellar.

At that time, Ning Han wanted to make the Blood Rakshasa agree to one thing, and seeing him so embarrassed, the Blood Rakshasa expected that this might not be a good thing.

Sure enough, I heard Ning Han say: "Shangxian, on the day of the enthronement ceremony, can you please turn into Feng Ling and parade for her?" ”

The Blood Rakshasa was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt mixed in his heart.

I only heard Ning Han say: "On the day of the parade, there will definitely be danger on the way. And I have too many places to take care of, for fear that I won't be able to protect Feng Ling. I know that this requirement is difficult for some strong people, but the only one I can trust, and who has this strength, is only you, Shangxian. ”

Saying these words, Ning Han's heart was as if a big stone had been pressed, not only heavy, but also a dull pain.

Although he knew that there was no force in this world that could threaten the Blood Rakshasa , he still didn't want her to take this danger. But there was no way, and he still made this request.

The Blood Rakshasa's first reaction was--sure enough, Feng Ling was still very important.

Thinking of what he had said to Feng Ling in the imperial study that night, Blood Rakshasa felt like a joke. What likes her, if that's the case, how could he let her take the risk instead of Feng Ling?

It was strange, why did she think about the words of that night? Did she really take that to heart?

No matter how powerful a woman is, she also hopes to have a stronger man by her side to protect her. Sure enough, her consistent criteria in the Xuan Ling Cultivation Realm are right, and she will definitely not look down on a man who is weaker than her.

Thinking of this, and then thinking about Ning Han's request, the Blood Rakshasa suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't like me that much, so that's fine.

"Alright," the Blood Rakshasa began, "I can help you." However, after this matter is over, you don't want me to go out of the Yin-Yang Palace one more step, I will absorb the spiritual power in your palace! ”

So, sitting on this dragon chariot today is the Blood Rakshasa. And Feng Ling changed into men's clothes and followed Long Yuan's side.

"Since it's too late, then you can go straight to the rooftop." Blood Rakshasa said, jumped down from the dragon chariot, and beckoned Feng Ling to sit back in the dragon chariot.

The curtains around the dragon chariot were lowered, and Feng Ling took off her men's clothes and changed back into the dress of the heavens.

"Call a pair of guards, take these people with me, and you go and sacrifice your heaven." Blood Rakshasa said.

In fact, even if you don't change it back at this time, you still have to change it when you get to the rooftop. Although it is said that on the rooftop, there will still be dangers during the ritual of worshiping the heavens, but such a major event cannot be deceived from the heavens, and Feng Ling must come in person. Otherwise, the Vermilion Bird Empress recognized by God would have become a Blood Rakshasa .

The Blood Rakshasa led those people back to the palace, and exchanged glances with Ning Han before leaving.

The team also set off, and Ning Han, as the national teacher and the host of the ritual of sacrificing to the sky, had to go along and continue to ride forward.

When the Blood Rakshasa returned to the palace and imprisoned the people she had caught this time, she herself went into a secret room and interrogated the archery man alone