CHAPTER XLVII

“…… From the beginning of the morning, the prince will start from the Xuanwu Gate of the main palace of the palace and go inside along the axis in the middle of the palace...... At two o'clock, in front of the Fengtian Palace, he burned incense and sacrificed to the sky with His Majesty Qiluan, and sacrificed six animals and three birds...... After noon, send the son back to His Majesty Qiluan's bedroom to burn incense and bathe, cleanse himself and calm his nerves...... The next morning, the coming-of-age ceremony ended...... Son? Ning Qing called tentatively.

Su Ying admitted that he was out of his mind, because he was seriously thinking about how likely it was to slash Qiluan for a dress in public.

"The Third Son." There was a knock on the door, "Your Majesty has sent a carriage to pick you up." ”

Su Ying finally gave up the urge to hide a knife under the dress so that she could chop the Qiluan.

“…… Childe, don't you like him? Ning Qing suddenly spoke.

Su Ying was silent for a long time, and finally confirmed: "I like it." ”

"Then what else is there to worry about." Ning Qing turned around, looking a little relieved, "Since Childe really likes it, Yue Xuan and I are happy for Childe." Childe don't think about it anymore, wouldn't it be a pity if you missed it? ”

Su Ying looked back at Ning Qing, a little surprised.

Ning Qing smiled and said, "The subordinates know what the son is worried about, but if the son thinks that Qiluan is a good person, the subordinates will think about it, and the rest should not be thought about." If there is anything, the subordinates will also help you keep an eye on it. ”

Su Ying was silent for a long time, and smiled gratefully.

Su Ying thought about it, too, although he couldn't give up the shadow for him, but if he was afraid that he would threaten him, he could return the spirit world to him—although it meant that some of the efforts he had done in the past would be in vain.

As the saying goes, there are gains and losses.

The development of the shadow is not necessary in the spirit world.

As long as they like each other, there is no one who wins and who loses, who has more and who has less.

Thinking of this, Su Ying felt a little calmer in her heart.

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On this day, there were an unusually large number of people in the market, all waiting to take a glimpse of their spiritual future from afar—the one loved by their wise Qiluan Emperor.

That man was a man, but the history of the previous dynasty was not without precedents for male queens. Anyway, both men and women can have children, so they can naturally accept it.

The carriage came, four horses riding side by side, half-man-high wheels scalded with gold, spokes wrapped in brass, shining. On either side stood a large group of soldiers in solemn uniforms, protecting the luxurious carriage in the center.

Amid the sound of praise and blessings all the way, the carriage drove into the towering palace walls.

The attendant helped Su Ying get out of the car.

Su Ying looked up, and above him was a clear blue sky—from today onwards, his life was about to be closely linked to Qiluan.

He will be a part of his life.

After two thousand years, it turns out that they will still be together.

The sun rose in the middle sky, and Su Ying looked at the Fengtian Temple from afar—the gilded roof was dazzling in the midday sun, making it impossible to look directly.

"The auspicious time has arrived, and the adult sacrifice ceremony of Su Ying Gongzi has begun-"

The rite of passage was originally one of the most important ceremonies in the life of every spiritual person, and it has always been grand. And under the arrangement of Qiluan, Su Ying's coming-of-age ceremony was a bit extravagant.

A loud voice passed through the entire empty square, and Su Ying stepped in the direction of Fengtian Temple.

As the distance decreased, Qiluan's figure standing on the steps of Fengtian Hall became clearer and clearer.

When I got closer, I found that the dress that Qiluan gave him was indeed not a women's, because the clothes on his body were enlarged and the number one was on Qiluan's body.

Today's Qiluan is very, very ...... Demon Bow - Like a peacock that walks around with all its feathers open.

He was dressed in a bright red shirt that Su Ying had never seen before, and his long satin-like hair was draped behind him under the luxurious golden crown on his head.

He leaned slightly sideways, his eyes bright and clear.

This person is his Su Ying's.

The steps were very high, and Su Ying raised his head slightly to stare at his turquoise eyes—very beautiful, and the color around his pupils was slightly dark, which made the layers clear.

Qiluan, standing on the steps of the White Jade Palace, was tall and slender, and his body was wrapped in a thin layer of gold, which was so warm that Su Ying wanted to reach out and touch it.

Walking up the steps step by step, Qiluan stretched out his hand elegantly.

There was a slight glow on the fingertips.

Su Ying stretched out his hand in a trance.

Two hands are approaching, one is fair, the other is slender.

Pull together at the end.

Su Ying followed his hand upwards and saw Qiluan's also somewhat dazed look.

"Two thousand years ......" Qiluan looked at him stupidly and muttered, "...... I'm really afraid I won't be able to wait......"

In the Fengtian Temple, there is a table table, and behind the table stands a sacrifice to the heavens with disciples.

Su Ying and Qi Luan stood side by side in front of the table, and the priest in an intricate satin robe raised his hand to signal him to kneel on the brocade cushion in front of the table.

Su Ying's movements brought the light sound of the jeweled jade ornaments on his body, crisp as a slur.

He knelt down and was facing the standing Qiluan.

Qiluan solemnly took the crystal bottle inlaid with pearls from the sacrificial hand, stretched out his carved fingers and dipped it in the bottle, Yurun's fingertips were dipped in water, and he flicked it lightly above Su Ying's head.

The cool droplets of water fell on her head, and Su Ying couldn't help but tremble.

Then, the little disciple beside the priest came over to help him up, and brought a silver tray with two good tribute ambergris incense in the tray.

Su Ying and Qiluan took one after another, knelt down together, and lit incense.

Unlike the sacrifice, Qiluan lowered his voice after saying some of the usual rites of passage, such as "You should respect your elders, be courteous to others, and win glory for the spiritual world in the future...... etc.

“…… I will protect you, as long as I live for one day, I will live up to you. ”

The priest glanced at Qiluan with a very helpless mysterious look and continued his work.

"I remember that." Su Ying glanced at him calmly.

"Shhhh

Su Ying didn't listen carefully to what he said after the sacrifice, because for some reason, since the coming-of-age ceremony, Su Ying had a bad premonition swirling in his mind, lingering.

Until the end, a team of people led Su Ying into Qiluan's dormitory, Qiluan waved his hand, and they all bowed.