The powerless Yunjing, the ambitious Yunjin, or the innocent, clean Luo Yunying like a little white flower?

If the emperor is cruel, he is just the most ruthless from heaven. Whoever dares to compete with the sky is a great rebellion, and that is looking for death.

Heaven is always the most cruel, and she will force sentient beings to take a path that they are not willing to take.

"Rotten wood is unrepentant! Blasphemy against the gods is an unforgivable sin! ”

Qi Ying will never forget the parting on that day, which was also God's cruel persecution of himself.

My life is up to me, not to heaven, how many people can compete with heaven?

On the day of the ceremony, all the palaces and courtyards began to get busy early in the morning.

The Temple of the Gods has skimmed away the desertion of the past, and is more solemn and solemn today.

Red is all over the palace, and the palace maids and guards are already ready to go.

The courtiers, the ambassadors and ministers of the Guishun Kingdom stood on both sides of the dragon pillar in bright ochre dresses with tiaras on their heads.

With a dragon roar, I saw Wu Chung wearing a black gilded dragon robe, wearing a jade jade on his head, and ascending the platform step by step. Under the pilgrimage of everyone, he personally took over the phoenix seal jade seal, and a pair of tigerish eyes looked down at the ministers under the steps.

All the ministers knelt down together, wishing Feng Jun the throne and giving them the most sincere blessings.

The little Luo Yunying wore a red wide-sleeved fairy skirt according to his arrangement, wore a golden mask and stood in an inconspicuous position. She looked at the people around her, and although they all looked at her with curiosity, they didn't take themselves seriously.

Since Wu Chung had arranged the position in advance, he also wanted Luo Yunying to see what he looked like as Feng Jun, and to look majestic in front of the little girl, to see how she disobeyed herself.

From this position of her, she could just see Xiu Yu Zhen and Wu Chung above. Looking at his stupid appearance, Luo Yunying couldn't stop rolling her eyes.

Don't be too happy, it will make you cry miserably.

Luo Yunying's eyes flicked disdainfully, scanning the crowd, and her eyes suddenly caught a familiar figure.

Although she was dressed more luxuriously, and her face and body were thinner, she recognized at a glance that it was her father Luo Qinghe who was standing diagonally opposite, and she couldn't help but jump in her heart.

Why is Daddy here? He's coming for himself? This... Wouldn't that be great!

"Licheng!"

At the sound of an order, the ministers knelt down, and Luo Yunying, who was in a daze, was also pulled to his knees, and he didn't react for a long time.

"Congratulations to the empress, congratulations to Fengjun."

"Congratulations to the empress, congratulations to Fengjun."

Luo Yunying lowered her head and followed, saying that the surrounding voices should be harmonious.

The big eyes under the golden hollow mask were quietly checking the surroundings, and the person next to him didn't know anyone, and it was estimated that he was also a relative of the royal family.

But the people on the other side know each other, one is his own father, and the other is Qi Ying, who once imprisoned himself and deceived him.

Is it so grand today? Everybody's there? No wonder Wu Chung is so proud, looking like a villain.

So how else can I expose his face? Do you want to be in front of so many people? Wouldn't that be a shame?

After Luo Yunying thought about it, when he hesitated, the surrounding maid guards and other family members began to walk out.

She turned her head back and forth in confusion, not realizing what was going on. This was the first time she had seen such a battle. What's the situation? And that's the end of it?

When Luo Yunying was hesitating, he didn't know whether to go inside or to the right, and he was forced to make a choice by the crowd.

Let's go find Daddy. It's easy to say everything when you find your father, and you don't have to expose Wu Chung's problem.

With Daddy, he is not afraid of his own poison, and he is not afraid of Wu Song's threat.

"Little Emperor Ji come with me."

The hateful little maid also came out of nowhere, grabbed Luo Yunying's arm and was about to take it out. His goal has been accomplished, and it is time for her to return to the Fengyi Palace.

"Let go of me, I'm the princess, you dare to order me!"

Accompanying her was Wu Chung's subordinate maidservant, and since yesterday Wu Chung has instructed the maid to take good care of her and not let Luo Yunying behave excessively. But the current hectic scene couldn't be controlled, Luo Yunying pushed away the little maid and went to the hall.

The maid was mixed in the crowd, and she couldn't see Luo Yunying in the blink of an eye. She stood outside hesitantly, not daring to go in. And the people outside gradually dispersed.

The emperor has a law, and inferior people should be punished for entering the temple of the gods, and they are not allowed to be born beyond the nine clans. Although Wu Chung is terrible, the little maid is even more afraid that she will be caught and sent to hell. Simply gritted her teeth and ran out of the temple of the gods, thinking that she should quickly pack her bags and run away, this time she was in trouble.

Looking at Luo Yunying again, he is small and bold, and his small figure will not be seen by anyone if he hides in the crowd.

Everyone outside the gate of the outer hall of the temple of the gods was guarding there, and everyone knew that there was a ritual going on inside at this time.

This is the custom of the imperial capital, on the day of the big festival, it is necessary to divinate and pray for blessings, and those outside the dragon vein are not allowed to enter.

Luo Yunying looked around through the mask with his eyes, and not far in front of him was his father.

When everyone was standing, Luo Yunying quietly hid behind him to avoid being discovered by others. And the relatives who were standing next to Luo Qinghe looked at the little girl who was dressed luxuriously but didn't see her face, frowned unhappily, and stood aside and didn't care about her.

"Daddy... Daddy. ”

Luo Yunying lowered her voice and pulled her clothes and secretly shouted Luo Qinghe. Luo Qinghe felt the voice behind him and the corner of his clothes being torn, so he frowned and turned around.

Turning his head to look at it, the masked dwarf was the good daughter he thought about day and night!

Luo Yunying knew that she was recognized, and her heart was even happier, and she opened her mouth wide and wanted to speak, but Luo Qinghe gagged her mouth with her hand, for fear of being discovered by others.

I'm afraid that people will see it, Luo Qinghe hurriedly took her little hand and stood at the back, and asked in a low voice.

"Ning Ning, you're not hurt, are you? How did you get here? ”

"Daddy, I miss you so much."

didn't bother to take off the mask, Luo Yunying hugged her father's body, since that parting, she has experienced so much, she misses him too much.

"Emperor, what are you doing?"

Hearing the sound of Suo Suo from behind, one of them turned his head and asked. A question from others attracted everyone's attention, and Xiu Yuzhen, Wu Song, and Qi Ying also looked in this direction.

In order to protect Luo Yunying and ensure that she was not discovered and snatched away, Luo Qinghe straightened up and blocked her behind him, and said.

"Excuse me, you go on."

In this way, Luo Qinghe grabbed her daughter behind her, and her wrist was a little numb from the strength of her hand. I can't help but want to break free.

Only then did Luo Qinghe realize that he was too excited, and the strength in his hands decreased.

Everyone stood in front of the statue of Nuwa, only to see Qi Ying reach out and take out the fist-sized raw stone Puyu in the wooden box.

According to the elders, the jade was a bare stone that had collapsed in front of the forbidden land in the back mountain on a rainy day.

It was only after the recognition of the high priest and the elders and protectors that he realized that this jade actually had the ability to communicate with the gods, and later became a pivotal medium for communication with the gods.

The bearer of the jade is the high priest, who drips his own blood on the jade and communicates with the gods through a secret spell. After a hundred years of use, the outer skin of the jade has begun to fall off, revealing the blood-red jade inside. If you don't look closely, it's like a heart.

I don't know if the red was the original color, or if it was dyed red by the blood of the priests of the past.

I saw Qi Ying slash his palm with a dagger, then drip his own blood on the reddish jade, and then start a series of incantations.

This scene made Luo Yunying, who was hiding at the back, also poke his head out and observe secretly. But in this gap, as the blood dripped on Puyu, her original palpitations felt even more uncomfortable, and Luo Yunying's ears and mind felt dizzy, and she fell to the ground with a thud and fainted.

There was a strange silence around them, and a sudden thud interrupted the process.

"Ning Ning? Ningning? What happened to you? ”

When everyone heard the reputation, Luo Qinghe didn't care about anything else, turned around and took the fainted Luo Yunying in his arms and was about to run out.

Whether it was Xiu Yuzhen, Wu Song, or Qi Ying, who was in the middle of the sacrificial ceremony, they were stunned when they saw the small figure at the same time.

"Why is Ning Ning here?"

"Why is she here?"

"Why is the little girl here?"

Xiu Jia's imperial relatives, ministers and generals saw a strange little girl being held by Luo Qinghe, and bowed their heads and whispered one by one.

In an instant, the originally empty and solemn temple of the gods began to hear the sound of Suo Suo secretly talking.

The sacrificial ceremony was still going on and could not be interrupted, and Qi Ying could only stand still and continue his process.

Luo Qinghe saw that his feet were exposed, and he finally found his little daughter, no matter how she came here, but now she must not be taken away by Xiu Yuzhen.

didn't have time to think about it, Luo Qinghe hugged his little daughter in his arms and walked out.

How could Xiu Yuzhen let him go so easily, not only did he disrupt the sacrificial ceremony, but now he also wanted to leave and dream!

"Come on, stop the emperor and don't let him leave the temple of the gods."

Before the others could react to what was going on, they saw the guards outside blocking the way with long swords.

As if to set off the environment, the sky was still clear, but suddenly dark clouds overwhelmed and blackened. The wind was howling, like a ghost coming out of nowhere.

"Get out of the way!"

Luo Qinghe was domineering, facing the guards of the Divine Hall who had served him in front of him, his eyes were blood-red, and he seemed to be bloodthirsty.

“………。”

Xiang Bo, as the old protector, stood up from the crowd and played a round field.

"Empress, today is the ceremony of sealing the monarch, and it is also the day of divination, and suddenly this will only provoke the anger of the gods, so put aside the emperor's affairs in advance."

"Release."

Luo Qinghe held Luo Yunying in his arms, turned his head to look at Xiu Yuzhen of the Divine Temple, as well as Wu Chung with a gloomy face, and the strange and honorable high priest Qi Ying.

This is the business of their royal house, and it has nothing to do with their father and daughter.

Luo Yunying's sudden fainting made Luo Qinghe a little worried, originally he was afraid of a long night and a lot of dreams and wanted to leave the palace with Luo Yunying quickly, but under the persuasion of Xiang Bo's kind words, Luo Qinghe planned to stay here for one night, and also summoned the national doctor to treat him.

"Emperor Guijun, the little emperor Ji Shanghai is young, and he has never seen this kind of formation. She probably fainted after a convulsion. ”

"When will she wake up?"

"Touching the pulse of the emperor, it seems that she has been overworked and rested these days, so she should be allowed to take a good rest."

On the wooden table in front of the window, in front of the golden hollow mask, there was a delicate little man lying on the bed.

Luo Qinghe looked at the person on the bed lovingly, reached out and touched her forehead, and touched her little face along the outline.

Originally, I was happy to find her, but I saw the wounds on her hands and the rough palms of her hands. The little face was also a little dark, and his face was full of tiredness and sleepiness. What has she been through for such a long time.

"Thank you to the Chinese doctor."

The old-looking female national doctor knelt down and walked out of the Luanhuang Hall with her medicine box. The expression on his face was complicated, and his heart was up and down, and he felt unstable.

Just now when she took her pulse, she seemed to know something, this little emperor's body was definitely not normal. It seems to be poisoned, but the pulse is quite stable, and it shouldn't endanger her body.