Qingqiu has always advocated women's rights, and the ruler is worshiped as a celestial maiden.

Because the textile and animal husbandry industries are ahead of all countries, foreign trade is quite prosperous. Therefore, several big countries around it want to bite off this piece of 'fat meat'.

But Qingqiu Country is like a reef in the sea, no matter how the waves beat, it can always stand.

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There is an unwritten rule in Qingqiu that when the goddess dies, the daughter born to her, that is, the princess, regardless of age, will be accompanied by the oldest wizard in Qingqiu country, and will be kept in Tsing Yi vegetarian and will not see outsiders.

[Wizards are similar to Qin Tianjian in other countries, looking at celestial phenomena, presiding over major events, and so on. 】

The princesses who guard the spirit need to take a drop of blood from their hearts, fuse it with the unique sandalwood of Qingqiu Country and burn it until a cinnabar mole that only has an inheritor appears in the center of a person's eyebrows.

Among them, no one understands the mystery, and the ancestors are all attributed to the will of heaven.

Fortunately, God has never tossed them, and it will be clear in three or five days.

……

In the Hall of the Dead, the spiritual seat of the Heavenly Maidens of the past dynasties occupies half of the huge palace.

The two plain-clothed women, who did not apply powder, held a new tablet together, respectfully placed it on the table that had been prepared long ago, and then returned to the offering table.

A group of men and women, led by two plain-clothed women, knelt down three times and bowed nine times in unison.

The whole process was solemn and solemn, and everyone had a deep sadness on their faces.

After the ceremony, the crowd gently withdrew from the main hall, and the heavy door was slowly closed, making a dull sound.

The arm-thick sandalwood on the offering table had been prepared early, but it was clearly burning, but no green smoke was rising.

The two plain-clothed women sat on their knees side by side, their faces calm and their eyes down.

The older one is the eldest princess Nanshui, eighteen years old, and her appearance is captivating.

The younger one is the little princess Nanyan, sixteen years old, although she is still childish, her appearance is better than Nanshui.

"Princesses, please bear with me."

An old voice sounded, it was the wizard Nami, almost a hundred years old, with a wrinkled face and a rickety body, and two silver needles with anesthetic in his hands, glowing with a ghostly light.

The two sisters nodded calmly.

Nami finished everything quickly, then stood in front of the incense burner with her hands folded over her shoulders and recited the scriptures, the humming sound was slow but had a unique frequency, which made people relax physically and mentally, and couldn't help but feel sleepy.

In a dream

Nanyan watched Nanshui light the tablet in the main hall, but he fell in front of the offering table and did not move, as if he was asleep, and his pretty face was extremely bright under the light of the fire.

"Nanyan, there is only half a chance, I can't afford to bet!"

"Hehehe~ It's the same daughter, but your mother treats you differently, why? Why! ”

"Nanyan~ Do you know how uncomfortable it is for me to pretend to smile at you every day!"

"I've finally arrived, I've finally arrived! Anyone who stands in the way, damn it! ”

"Nanyan~ Don't blame me, don't blame me!"

……

Nanshui laughed and cried for a while, and when the fire became bigger, there was a hideous joy on his face, and he dragged Nami out of the hall in a coma......

Nanyan, a bystander, watched his body drown in the fire, and a touch of blush appeared in the center of his eyebrows, which was swallowed up in an instant......

However, she didn't expect that this was the beginning of the real nightmare!

The picture has countless jumps, and in less than a year, Nanshui handed over the supreme power to a man with a face like a fairy, and has ignored the government since then.

With a stroke of the man's pen, he directly changed the ancestral system of Qingqiu for thousands of years.

Under the oppression of power, taxes increased, soldiers were recruited everywhere, and the people complained.

Later, it began to be rumored that Nanshui was not the Venerable chosen by God, so they had to be punished by God together.

These words were like the last straw that crushed the camel's camel, and everyone completely lost confidence in Nanshui, like a plate of loose sand and no longer supported it.

The impatient neighboring countries seized the opportunity and launched a brutal robbery.

Almost all the young women in Qingqiu Country were plundered, and when they were thin enough, they cruelly divided their corpses and fed them to fierce beasts, even five or six-year-old children!

The elderly women and children were forcibly driven away and pushed into the cliff alive, and none of them were spared!

The evildoers have hearty pleasure on their faces, and they seem to have hated this feminist capital for a long time!

In just three years, the Qingqiu country, which is full of laughter and laughter, is like purgatory on earth-

Wolf smoke everywhere, wailing everywhere!

Da Zhou appeared at the right time like a god soldier descending from the sky, and the frightened Nanshui listened to the man's words and hurriedly bowed down to Da Zhou.

The boy of Qingqiu Kingdom was instigated by that man, took up arms and put down the rebellion with the Great Zhou soldiers, and eventually became a 'family'.

The famous Qingqiu Kingdom has since disappeared and become an accessory of the main source of the Great Zhou economy!

All of this is only because of Nanshui's selfish desires!

Nanshui, how can she?!

Nan Yan couldn't help but tremble all over, she reassured herself that she should be glad that the reason for the longevity of Qingluan Country was that she could let the chosen Heavenly Maiden predict the destiny of heaven!

……

"Nanyan, what's wrong with you?"

Nan Shui looked concerned, and his beautiful eyes were full of compassion, as if he was looking at a mouse that was being played with by a cat in applause.

Nanyan lowered his eyes, covering the cold killing intent under his eyes!

"It's okay, I'll go to the clean room."

The sister's sudden indifference made Nan Shui feel a little weak, and looked at the back of Nan Yan leaving in a hurry, and was speechless.

Nami looked up and didn't say much.

I just thought that Nanyan hadn't recovered from the grief of losing her mother.

Nanyan arrived in the ear room, leaned against the wall dejectedly, and wept silently.

A woman's tattered body and dry bones lingered in front of her eyes.

She remembered that her mother Nanhui had told her that people's hearts were terrible, and she couldn't fully understand it at that time, but now it is a hard lesson!

She can not hate Nanshui for killing her for the sake of honor, but she can't forgive Nanshui for destroying Qingqiu's thousand-year-old society together with outsiders and pushing the people into the fire pit!

……

Evening is approaching, and the hundred candles in the main hall need to be replaced.

This matter was originally something that could be done by a maidservant who specialized in guarding the temple, but in order to show his devotion to his ancestors and his deceased mother, Nanshui had already told everyone to come in person.

Nanyan didn't think much about it at that time, and the ministers felt that Nanshui's filial piety was touching.

However, it was these 100 candles that were determined to be the source of the fire!

Because the memorial table cannot be damp, the special bamboo charcoal is kept dry all the year round, and the wood products in this place will catch fire when they are on fire.

Nanyan smiled bitterly, she almost became the most aggrieved goddess in the history of Qingqiu!

Nanyan, who calmed his emotions, washed away the tears, and his watery eyes were replaced by solemnity.

The people in the Hall of the Dead have all been replaced, and with her kung fu, even if she can fight, she can't guarantee that those people will be in a hurry and kill her directly.

At that time, although Nanshui will be infamous and cause many difficulties to the upper position, it is not completely without opportunities.

Nanyan is not afraid of death, but he must not gamble with the lives of the people of Qingqiu!

"Princess, the servant is here to deliver dinner!"

Nanshui heard the voice and hurriedly said, "Come in!" ”