Chapter 744: This Iceberg Will Not Give in (40)

The arms were suddenly empty, Zhan Mijiang quietly looked at the desk in front of him, and shook his head helplessly after a while.

Of course she would be afraid.

At the beginning, she was pressed under her by King Xun, rubbing and fiddling mercilessly, night after night was a nightmare, and now the person who caused this nightmare wanted to get close to her, how could she not be afraid?

No matter how Zhan Mijiang compensates, she can't help but be afraid.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhan Mijiang wanted to drag King Xun out and hang him to fight.

- I like a spicy chicken, but I'm blind.

- Bully a girl, a weak chicken.

- In general, a living retarded.

Zhan Mijiang scolded silently for a while, and then sighed resignedly and put away the chessboard.

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The days passed calmly day by day.

Ever since he suddenly made a move on her that day, the little fairy had suddenly become wary of him.

Although she looked no different from before, when Zhan Mijiang approached her, she would always unconsciously take a step back.

Zhan Mijiang knew that the braids would grow and then be caught, and the fattening would be killed, so he was extremely considerate and gentlemanly and maintained the distance between the two to a safe distance again.

Time is the best healing medicine, and as the days passed, she finally began to slowly let down her guard.

The King in front of him is different from before.

Zhan Mijiang instilled this idea in her all the time.

In late winter and early spring, she looked at the plum blossoms under the tree, and petals fell on the tips of her hair.

When Zhan Mijiang approached, he gently plucked the petals from her hair.

The two looked at each other unexpectedly, her eyes were calm, and she no longer had the original fear.

Zhan Mijiang knew that when the braids were long, he could catch them.

Just as he was pondering how to put this matter into practice, it happened that the saint was going to Qingfeng Temple to pray for blessings.

As the minister in charge, Zhan Mijiang naturally had to follow.

Qingfeng Temple is located on the outskirts of the capital and is an ancestral temple dedicated to royal blessings and sacrifices.

Praying for blessings is not a trivial matter, and it takes three days to go back and forth.

Zhan Mijiang was a little reluctant when he left.

"These two days have been cold in spring, although the flowers in the courtyard are blooming, but don't be greedy for spring." He babbled for a while, not like he was going to accompany the holy driver, but like she was leaving home.

After instructing her, she instructed her subordinates to instruct them even to instruct the windows and doors again, so that they should be obedient, and not let the wind blow in and blow cold to their princess.

When there was nothing more to ask, he got into the carriage and reluctantly said goodbye to her.

"I'll play chess with you when I get back."

The little fairy nodded and watched him leave.

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The procession of the holy blessing is huge, and it is not the first time that Seifuji Temple has received relatives of the emperor, and everything is in order.

On the first day, worship the ancestors, pray for blessings on the second day, and return to the palace after praying.

It's just that no one expected that on the second day, as soon as the emperor prayed for blessings, the sky was overcast, and there was a thunderous "click", and the bean-sized rain rolled down from the sky.

The clever Heavenly Supervisor immediately knelt down and shouted: "Heaven has blessed rain, God bless the country!" ”

Obviously, God is not beautiful, and being shouted like this is like a wonderful omen from God.

The ministers from all directions knelt down and bowed, calling for blessing rain.

- Then the rain became heavier and heavier, and the team that had been scheduled to return to the palace could only stay at Seifuji Temple for another night.

Zhan Mijiang didn't see his wife for two days, and he had already returned to his heart like an arrow, but he was so disturbed by this rain that he could only live in Qingfeng Temple again.