Chapter 11: The Birth of the Stinging Dragon (1)

The woman had been kneeling in the temple for a long time, her hands reverently at her side, her head bowed to the floor with each prostration, her eyes closed, her lips furled, and she muttered something.

Although the two maid-like women behind them were lying on the ground with their masters, they didn't care much about this complicated set of etiquette, and their eyes were rolling slightly, looking at the newly built prayer place in Donglai Kingdom. One of them raised his head and accidentally met the fierce gaze of the Taoist chief in Tsing Yi, and his face turned red and he quickly lowered his head.

I don't know how long it took, the Taoist in Tsing Yi who was standing aside handed the bottle in his hand to the kneeling woman, and said respectfully, "The auspicious time has arrived, Princess Yaohua, please." ”

The woman held the bottle as a treasure, settled her mind, shook it carefully, and with a "snap" sound, a bamboo and wood small stick fell to the ground, and the maid Zihan next to her saw it, hurriedly picked it up with her sleeves and handed it to the Taoist.

He took it with his sleeve, and when he saw the words on it for the first time, his eyes lit up, and then he frowned, with a puzzled look in his eyes, and muttered in his mouth, "This is ......"

When Princess Yaohua saw him like this, her heart jumped, her voice trembled slightly, and she still suppressed her soft voice and said, "What about the hexagram, the head of the Ping Dao doesn't have to mind, it is clearly stated." ”

The Taoist stroked his beard, thought for a moment, and arched his hand, "Back to the princess's words, please forgive Xiaodao for not being proficient in learning, this hexagram has never been seen for decades." ”

"Oh?" Princess Yaohua said lightly, and slowly stood up with the help of the maid, "Chief Pingdao, you can listen to it." ”

She took the sign from the Taoist chief's hand suspiciously, and looked at it at his signal.

There were only four sentences on the sign, and they came into her eyes. "The dragon has been born, and the head and horns are the first to be born. The clouds rise and the rain rises, and the common people are helped. ”

She looked at the sign in her hand suspiciously, judging from the hexagram, the meaning of good luck was quite obvious, but the word "down" on the cinnabar stroke on the sign seemed to be bleeding, which was shocking.

"What does that mean?" She raised her hand and pointed to the blood-red word "down", and wondered, "This...... Isn't it the opposite of the hexagram? ”

Ping Dao stroked his snow-white beard and thought for a moment, "Dare to ask the princess what she wants?" ”

Hearing him ask this, she blushed suddenly, rubbed the corners of her clothes, and was no longer embarrassed to answer.

When the maid brocade behind her saw it, she burst out laughing, and her voice was Lingling, "I don't know what the princess of my family wants, but what she wants is a person's future." ”

"A man." Seeing the puzzled look, Zihan hid his face and chuckled, ignoring the princess's stopping eyes, and added a sentence mischievously. "Zihan said it very clearly, does the Dao Chief know?"

Ping Daochang suddenly realized for a while, but his face gradually became gloomy, sighed, and said, "That's it!" ”

"The person the princess asks for is rich and noble, and should be combined into a dragon, so it is in harmony with the hexagram, but it is ......" he glanced at the princess with deep meaning, and his face was sad, "It's just that it is not a good thing for the princess!" ”

When combined into a dragon! As soon as these words came out, Princess Yaohua was shocked to take a step back, if it weren't for Zihan's clever help, I was afraid that she would have fallen to the ground at this time.

Her face was pale, her hands and feet were cold, and it took a long time for her to recover. Finally took a breath, stood there steadily, closed his eyes, broke the stick in his hand, threw it on the ground, turned around and said softly to the Taoist, "Today, this princess didn't hear anything, Pingdaochang, you can remember." ”

The voice was soft, but it was loud.

The Taoist chief smiled slightly, "Yes, Xiaodao has never seen the princess today. ”

Seeing Princess Yaohua walk out of the Roufu Palace, the Dao Chang's arched body straightened over, he looked at the back of Princess Yaohua, seemed to feel something, looked up at the carved beams of the Roufu Hall with red paint, on the clean beams, there were eyes that opened slightly, as if sensing his sight, slightly frightened, and quickly disappeared. He frowned, a smile condensed on his face, the gaze in his eyes suddenly became cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Qingfu,"

Hearing the master call him, Qingfu dressed as a Taoist child, came out from behind the curtain, lowered his head and asked what was the matter.

Ping Daochang's eyes were cold, and he gestured, "Go." ”

Qingfu looked at his master in shock, not knowing why he had made such a decision at this time. Before he could say his questioning words, he heard the head of the Ping Dao whisper, "This place is not suitable for a long time. ”

But it was said that Princess Yaohua came out of the Roufu Palace, and she still didn't come to her senses, maybe her body was a little weak during this time, and her hands and feet were still cold at this time.

Zihan Jinque listened to the long words, and knew what he meant, and waited for the princess to get on the sedan chair, speechless all the way.

The scarlet sedan chair walked slowly on the bluestone-strewn path, through the imperial garden, to the palace where the princess lived.

Princess Yaohua Qin Shuyao sat in the sedan chair, the small space made her a little bored, and the words of the head of the fair road made her feel sad, the slender hand opened the sedan curtain, looked out, and saw that the spring in the imperial garden at this time was full of spring, the butterfly dance lingered, and the beautiful scenery of the good day, and the sinking heart was also slightly relieved.

A man in white stepped on the bluestone path with a sword and came directly facing the sedan chair. This person is handsome, with sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes, and he only looks heroic. Everyone in the Wan'an Palace of Donglai Kingdom knows that he is the adopted son of Qin Lan, the monarch of Donglai Kingdom, and his name is Jiang An.

At this time, Jiang An was dressed in white, saw the scarlet sedan chair in front of him, stopped, and a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth.

The sedan chair stopped in front of him, and Zihan and Jinque curtsied and saluted, "I've seen Prince Jiang'an." ”

Zi Han raised his eyes, his gaze wandered away from the man in white for a long time, refusing to leave.

Jiang An waved his hand and motioned for them to get up. That Zihan only stared at the handsome young man, and didn't see his gesture for a while, until the brockfinch next to her pushed her, and then she felt rude and got up embarrassed.

The brocade lifted the bead curtain in front of the sedan and helped Princess Yaohua down. When Shu Yao saw him, she smiled and bowed, "Brother Wang is fine." ”

"I haven't seen you for a few days, Sister Wang's face is not very good, the blood lingzhi sent by the Moon Cherry Kingdom a few days ago, but she took it on time?" He glanced at her with concern, and noticed that her face was pale, and he couldn't help but worry.

"Brother Wang is bothered," she smiled slightly, remembering what Daoist Fang Caiping had said, looking at Jiang An, she couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"The princess listens to you, the princess has hidden the things you sent like a treasure!" , Zihan glanced at them and quipped.

This silly princess, although she is smart, is very shy, and sometimes, she still needs these clever maids to round the field! Thinking of this, Zi Han's heart couldn't help but snicker.

Jiang An glanced at her, then at Shu Yao, and saw that her face was flushed, and he knew what he meant, so he didn't ask any more.

"Sister Wang is frail, so it's good to pay more attention. The king summoned me urgently today, and I will take the first step and talk to Wang Mei in detail when I turn around. He smiled at Shu Yao, and the handsomeness of that moment under the sun was fixed in her heart and lasted for a long time.

"Brother Wang, stay here!" She saw his back drifting away before she came back to her senses and hurriedly called.

The figure stopped, turned, came to her, and smiled at her, as always.

It's really annoying, always showing such a smile, it makes me feel overwhelmed. I just don't know, are you still like this when you face others?

He touched her head and whispered, "What does Sister Wang command?" ”

Her face turned red again, and she glanced at Zi Han, who suddenly realized, smiled ambiguously, took out a bag from her body, and handed it to the princess.

"Oh?" Jiang An saw her hand the bag to herself, and said in surprise, "For me?" ”

"There is thyme in the bag, may Brother Bao Wang be safe and worry-free." She looked at him, word by word, as if every word wanted him to be engraved in her heart.

"This is embroidered by the princess herself, and the prince should cherish it!" Jinque reminded that everyone who is a maid knows the heart of her master, and she naturally will not say these words.

Jiang An's eyes showed a complicated look, "This ....... Wang Mei's love......"

Seeing that he shirked, Shu Yao just thought that he would not accept it, and couldn't help but get anxious.

"Sister Wang's love, how can there be any reason not to cherish it?" He quipped, solemnly tucking the bag into his clothes, "I must not leave for a moment." ”

When she saw him say this, she rejoiced in her heart, and thought that she could not mistake her father's affairs, so she hurried him to leave.

Looking at the long reflection of the back in the sunset, her thoughts came flooding back, and the matter of today's shake rushed into her mind again, and the blood-red "down" was engraved on her heart, which always made her heart tremble.

The dragon has been born, and the head and horns are the first to be born. The clouds rise and the rain rises, and the common people are helped.

Dragon...... Is that you? Brother Wang, what I ask today is your future. Dragon...... Originally, it was supposed to be a good future, but it was signed.

When combined into a dragon, when combined into a dragon.

It's just the blood-red bottom...... Isn't it...... A touch of pain flashed in Princess Yaohua's eyes, isn't it...... Do you have a different heart?

What difference does it make between dissent and faithfulness? She shook her head with a wry smile and muttered, "It's just, what are you going to do to me?" ”

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