Chapter 122: Chongyang Memorial
He Muwan's high fever has subsided, and her body is gradually improving, she slept for too long yesterday, so she woke up from her sleep early this morning.
Leaning on the pillow and sitting at the head of the bed, she took the "Heavenly Maiden Sword" given to her by the man and looked at it absentmindedly and casually.
Suddenly hearing the sound of footsteps coming from the door, He Muwan was shocked, and quickly hid the things in his hand under the futon.
"Woke up so early? How's your body doing? ”
I thought it was a song, but I hadn't seen anyone yet, He Muwan was the first to hear the man's familiar voice, raised his eyes to look, and saw Bei Mingchen slowly walking in a plain loose robe.
"How are you?" He Muwan looked surprised and blurted out.
"Why can't it be this king? This is the king's palace, and you are the princess of the king, isn't it natural for the king to come to Xueyueju? You don't want to see this king like this? There was a slight displeasure in his voice, and Bei Mingchen raised his eyebrows.
"I didn't mean that, I just didn't expect you to come over so early!" didn't seem to care too much about the man's attitude, He Muwan responded casually, and as she spoke, she had taken her eyes off the man.
"How's your body?" Although her coldness made him unhappy, Bei Mingchen still buried his heart and patiently cared about it again.
"It's all right!"
"It's okay!" Bei Mingchen took over and said: "Today is the Double Ninth Festival, according to the ancestral system of Western Chu, the royal family wants to ascend to the top to worship, if you are in good health, get up and clean up quickly, and set off with this king!" ”
In a bad mood, another serious illness, the man didn't say it, He Muwan had already forgotten, today is the ninth day of the ninth month of September, Chongyang ascended, and it has always been the tradition of Xichu to pay tribute to the mountain god and pray for blessings.
Princes and ministers, royal ladies and nobles can participate, He Hong, as the sixth Shangshu, used to go to the royal sacrifice ceremony on this day every year.
She was naughty and playful, and she had been with her a few times, but this year, he would never appear at the sacrificial ceremony again.
"If you don't want to go, forget it!" Originally, I just wanted to take this opportunity to take her out for a walk, but I didn't expect to touch her sadness, and seeing the woman's thoughts, Bei Mingchen said to himself.
"I'll go with you, you wait for me!"
was already about to leave, and suddenly heard the woman's answer, Bei Mingchen turned around, nodded at the person on the bed and said, "This king is going to wait for you outside, you can pack up and come out directly!" ”
"Hmm!" Answered, He Muwan got up from the bed after the man turned around, royal activities, He Muwan knew that Bei Mingyan must be the protagonist of today, and it was inevitable that he would meet him this time.
But no matter what, we still have to meet in the future, since we can't escape, it's better to just face it calmly.
What's more, this is the first year of He Hong's death, as a child, He Muwan wants to take this opportunity to pay tribute.
The door opened, Bei Mingchen turned around, and saw a woman dressed in plain clothes appear in front of him, she pulled part of the green silk on the top of her head at will, and a white jade hairpin was inserted obliquely into it, so that the rest of the hair was naturally draped down her shoulders.
It's not a loss that she is one of the best beauties in Xichu, even if she has no makeup, she can't hide her beauty, such a simple and elegant dress with her otherworldly temperament looks even more unique, and the man unconsciously took a few more looks.
"I'm alright, I can go!"
It wasn't until the woman's voice sounded in his ears that Bei Mingchen came back to his senses and walked in front of him.
Although it is a mountain, the altitude is only a few hundred meters, and the terrain is relatively gentle, so it is not difficult to climb.
The festival was held on a flat ground jutting out of the mountainside, and most of them, except for a few active young men, climbed here and stopped.
Taking advantage of the men's sacrificial ceremony, He Muwan continued to climb up the mountain road.
Standing in the crowd, Bei Mingchen glanced at the familiar figure who crossed the crowd, and listened to the instructions of the master of ceremonies, so the man took his eyes off the woman's back and slowly bowed down.
climbed all the way to the top of the mountain, He Muwan stared into the distance, looking at the great mountains and rivers under her feet, she felt infinite sadness in her heart.
He Hong's life, for the country and the people, his greatest wish is to hope that one day he can purge the court and give the people of the world a peaceful and prosperous era of Heqing Haiyan.
He did his best and was loyal all his life, but in the end he died innocently and tragically, and even his body was reduced to ashes, leaving nothing behind.
"Dad, I hope you're doing well in the other world!" Can't even have a decent memorial, He Muwan could only say to the air, "If you have a spirit in the sky, you must bless me to find evidence and wash away the grievances for you and the He family!" ”
When the words fell, He Muwan suddenly heard a strange sound behind her, and when she turned around, she found that she didn't know when, a white wolf was already standing behind her.
With snow-white hair all over his body and bright eyes, the guy was looking at He Muwan with a tiger's eye, panicked in his heart, and as the white wolf approached step by step, He Muwan dragged his steps and retreated backwards little by little.
Seeing that the white wolf was about to pounce on him, He Muwan simply took the initiative to attack, took out the crossbow hidden in his sleeve, and aimed at the vital point of the white wolf.
As her long fingers pulled on the trigger, the bow shot off the string, heading straight for the white wolf.
Who knows, this white wolf was very agile, jumped forward, easily dodged He Muwan's attack, and pounced straight towards the woman with a stunned face.
Fortunately, he had studied martial arts with the man for a while, although he was not a master, but he reacted much more quickly, flashed from under the white wolf, and He Muwan successfully avoided the attack of the white wolf.
Swapped positions, one person and one wolf stood opposite, when the white wolf approached He Muwan again, but behind her was a cliff, and she had no way to retreat.
Helpless, He Muwan could only raise the crossbow in her hand again, but before she could pull the trigger, the white wolf made a preemptive strike and quickly rushed towards her location.
The white wolf was menacing, He Muwan panicked for a while, her face was frightened, she stayed where she was, and she forgot to send out the bow and arrow in her hand.
"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you shoot the arrow in your hand!"
Hearing the sudden urgent sound in the air, He Muwan relieved herself, and in the emergency, she didn't think about it, and then pulled the finger attached to the trigger.
The bow on the string shot out of its own way, but it had completely deviated from the direction, and instead of hitting the white wolf, it roared and shot towards the man who had just arrived.