Worship the Heavenly Temple.

I don't know why, the Temple of Heaven seems to have become the place where Wang Yu goes most often, it was originally a long time, and then it seems that he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't go one day.

It's just that I was depressed by Wang Yu's entourage, Yujiao.

Yujiao was originally an impatient character, and since she was a child, she couldn't get used to Wang Jue bullying Wang Yu, and finally, Wang Yu also became a concubine on the ground, but she didn't have a good relationship with the people in the harem.

What the hell? Although Yujiao couldn't figure it out, she also wanted to ask clearly, but it was not easy to ask. No matter how you say that Wang Yu is Yujiao's master, this most basic etiquette, Yujiao still knows, she can only mumble to herself, but she still accompanies Wang Yu to the Temple of Worship.

"Niangniang, why do you say you keep coming here? Don't you know that this place is haunted?" Yujiao couldn't help but say, but she helped Wang Yu lift the corner of her skirt that was mopping the floor behind. She really couldn't stand it, the hem of this skirt dragged the dust that had been dyed for a long time in the Temple of Worship, and she couldn't help muttering: "The dust of this Temple of Heaven is almost wiped clean by the mother." “

"Yes. Wang Yu playfully stuck out his tongue.

"Then you know, come to this temple of worship, be careful that this ghost will take you away. Yujiao muttered.

"You've said it hundreds of times, I have my own measure, isn't it, for um, uh, yes, pray for peace and stability. After speaking, he pretended to put his hands together and said.

"Mother, this is a temporary reason for you. If you have this heart, it is better to see the emperor more. “

"How do you know, I haven't seen it? Maybe, maybe the emperor will come here too. Wang Yu walked to the door of the Heavenly Temple, turned around and asked, "Do you want to go in with me?"

"Don't want it, the slave is still waiting for the mother here. Yujiao pouted.

"Okay, then I'll go in, and I'll be out soon. Wang Yu stuck out his tongue again, smiled and trotted in.

Yujiao looked at Wang Yu's little woman's shy posture and said, "Why doesn't it look like going to pray at all, it's more like meeting with a lover?" After speaking, she couldn't help but shudder: "No, Niangniang, I won't follow ghosts." After speaking, he gasped, shook his head, and said, "No, this Yan family is all women, except for the first one, the others are all women? After speaking, Yujiao sat down on the steps heartlessly, supported her head with her hands, and looked at the sun in the sky, which was lukewarm and warm, ready to start in a daze.

Wang Yu picked up the small skirt, looked left and right, and ran down the hidden door of the statue of the Heavenly Temple.

Facing the dark corridor, Wang Yu can already trot skillfully, familiar with avoiding the stones at his feet, and even the protruding wall oil lamp by the wall.

Entering the empty vaulted secret room, Wang Yu stood still, gasping quietly, and when her breathing gradually stabilized, she could feel that the figure would definitely appear behind her.

Wang Yu turned around, and it was still dark in front of him. She stood on tiptoe slightly, closed her eyes, and felt it seriously.

After a short pause, her features adjusted to the darkness. Her ears could hear two different breaths in the serene space, and her nose could smell the snort of the person in front of her.

Wang Yu's face was slightly ruddy, and he was shy, but also because of the acceleration of his heartbeat at this time.

She has been a good girl since she was a child, she is obedient, she is sensible, she is born in general, and she has an incomparably beautiful sister, so she does not often go out of the boudoir, she is more willing to read with her master, read books by herself, and feel the vast world in the handwriting of her predecessors.

In her life, there have not been too many men.

Wang Yi, because of her uncle's wishes, she was naturally happy when she saw the erudite and introverted man, but she was more appreciative.

The emperor, the steady, gentle and gentle imperial spirit, made her heart pound, and what moved was more admiration, worship and admiration from a distance.

And the one in front of her, "The Emperor", gives her more of a feeling of warmth and warmth into her heart, like a clear spring, slowly flowing into her heart. Even if you don't say a word, sit and watch each other, it is heart-warming.

In front of him, Wang Yu can open his mouth unscrupulously and say anything on his mind. Here, she can quietly feel the calm and calm heart.

In fact, Wang Yu has a faint feeling in his heart that he is the "emperor", but he is not. She didn't want to ask, but in fact, it was good.

Perhaps the person she should be most grateful for is Yinzhu, and it is this temple of worship, maybe this strange fate is the destiny of heaven, which is what the Yan family has been pursuing for generations.

Maybe it was because he was calm, but at this time, Wang Yu could hear that outside the secret room, somewhere in the Temple of Worship, there was a buzzing sound like a Hong Zhong.

"You're here. The simple voice, almost as low as the emperor's, echoed in Wang Yu's ears, and Wang Yu's ears couldn't help but turn red.

Wang Yu reached out and touched his hot ears, lowered his head and said, "I'm here." “

After speaking, he took a step back embarrassedly, and seemed to be looking for something and asked, "Do you still like the flower I brought last time?"

"Like. The deep voice said with pity, "But, dead." “

"Dead?" Wang Yu said in surprise, this flower can be regarded as a gift from her sister Wang Jue, and it is also a precious variety, how can it die so easily?

"Come on. Wang Yu only felt that his hands were warm, and he was actually led away by that person.

Coming to the front of the flower pot, Wang Yu did see the withered yellow flowers that were about to fall.

The scene now is completely different from the arrogant and blooming scene when I first came. stubborn, trying to pull out the last beauty, but the leaves, as well as the flowers, have shrunk.

"Why is this happening?" With the help of the candle lit next to him, Wang Yu looked at the flower pot, and the moist soil inside told Wang Yu that there was no shortage of water for this flower.

"Maybe it's out of the sun. Such a delicate flower should not have come to this dark underground. The voice contained helplessness and frustration.

Wang Yu gently looked at his side face, exactly the same arc and face as the emperor, but at this time there was a faint sadness.

Wang Yu pursed his lips, and for a while, he didn't know how to comfort him, and thought about it: "It's okay, at least, she once opened it, and it's enough." At least, the two of us, remembering her most beautiful appearance, is also worth it. “

"Emperor" turned his head, looked at Wang Yu's smiling face, and said: "Yes, life is a moment, and it is enough for someone to remember themselves." After speaking, a long-lost smile appeared on his face, and in Wang Yu's opinion, that smile was as warm as the emperor, more like a child's first smile, satisfied and innocent.

Thinking of this, Wang Yu couldn't help but blush again, she lowered her head, wanting to hide her embarrassed appearance.

The sudden warmth on the top of his head made Wang Yu raise his head again, and his warm big hand touched the top of his head, wide and warm.

Wang Yu looked up and saw his warm eyes and smile, and beside the candle flame, her eyes seemed to see the faint reflection on his arm in the cuff. She looked at it, and his skin shone faintly, like scales!

Wang Yu raised his head in surprise and met his eyes again, and there was a little more worry in his eyes.

He withdrew his hand, put it behind him, turned his back, and said in a low voice, "I, not the emperor." “

Wang Yu was stunned, she knew, but from his mouth, she really accepted this fact, and she was a little stunned.

After a while, Wang Yucai whispered, "I know." “

"You want to know, who am I, where am I from, why, in this place?"

"If you say, I'll stop. Wang Yu squeezed out a smile hard, smiled at the back of the person who did not look back, and said.

"I, from a far away place, when I was a child, I only remember that my mother took me, hiding, drifting in the four countries, hiding in the dark corners every day, shivering, waiting for my mother's humble begging, part-time work, to get shriveled steamed buns. My mother cried many times, many times, and she was afraid, worried, and more importantly, in pain, because at that time, I was like a monster, covered in scales. My mother could only wrap me in a cloth, and she was afraid that others would find out and treat me like a monster. Until one day, I met a silver-haired man, he said, his name is Xu Da, he can help me, a stable life for a lifetime, a lifetime, without being so upside down. So, my mother gave me to him. She smiled and said that she could finally go to my dad with peace of mind. Sometimes I think about it, if my mother hadn't fallen in love with my father, hadn't met my father who also had scales in that cave, and hadn't saved my father who was on the verge of death, maybe my mother would still be an innocent Orion girl. “

"So you were brought to this place?"

"Yes, at that time, the first emperor was not dead, he looked at me and said, let me stay here, the safest place in the four countries, it is also here, I met the emperor, lived with him, studied with him, the purpose is to become his shadow. It was also here that I got it, my name. Xu Da said, my name is Guiyi, and I am the last Guiyi on this land. In my veins, there is the power of our ancestors. I can transform into anyone's form, until I die, until my blood is cut off, and I will always be someone else. “

"Why don't you leave here?" asked Wang Yu.

He turned his head, smiled desperately, and said, "When Xu Da sent me over, he said something like this to me. Guiyi, you are Guiqi in my eyes, you are Guiyi, and you have the most precious blood flowing in your body, but in front of the world, you are a monster, a monster covered with scales, what others want is not you, but your scales, your bones and blood, your muscles and even any inch of skin and internal organs on your body. So, I can't leave, I don't dare to leave, also, can't leave!"

Guiyi, once the most gentle race, has been flowing with blood like gold for generations, capable of transforming into the form of anyone, his bones and blood can be used for medicine, and his scales can change his appearance. It is difficult for the Guiyi clan to conceive, generally there is only one child in life, and a woman who marries the Guiyi clan and gives it to others is not allowed to conceive.

It's such a race that doesn't have any offensive power, and now there is only one person left. No one knew what had happened, and no one wanted to be held accountable.

Or, for the Guiyi family, the greatest mission!