Chapter 391: The Chosen Daughter Extinguishes the Flames

On one side is the raging fire at the entrance of the imperial mausoleum, and on the other side is the empress dowager who refuses to go down the phoenix, Sima Yue is so angry that he yells, but Xu Zhenren stands on the side of the flame The appearance of the old god is there, and it seems that he is also acquiescing to the name of "a phoenix for a thousand years".

Everyone was also drenched in the heavy rain, looking at Sima Yue with blank eyes, those unspoken words didn't need to be said at all, everyone understood.

Sima Chi himself held an oil-paper umbrella, looked at Sima Yue and asked, "Can't you get in?" Isn't it bad to delay the time of burial? ”

The matter has been forced to this point, Sima Yue said that he would go and ask Yang Xianrong to come over. He put aside the oil-paper umbrella handed over by his own soldiers, trotted to the phoenix of Yang Xianrong, and said loudly: "Please ask the empress dowager to go to the imperial mausoleum in person." ”

"And then?" Tricy asked.

"Xu Zhenren said that the people of the Mandate of Heaven can extinguish the heavenly fire of the century-old tree, please give it a try." Sima Yue frowned, stood in front of Feng Yin with his hands in his hands, and refused to kowtow to anything.

Cui Xi and Lan Xiang looked at him, and they also showed displeasure. Just as he wanted to say something more, Yang Xianrong had already opened his mouth in the phoenix, "Forget it, you can't be the prince." If this palace can extinguish this fire, it will be a miracle. ”

"The Empress Dowager is a thousand-year-old phoenix, you can try it." Sima Yue added.

"It's okay to try, but it's not extinguished, so what?" Yang Xianrong continued to ask.

"What if it is destroyed?" Sima Yue also asked.

"What about the prince?" Yang Xianrong had already lifted the curtain of Feng Yuan and looked at Sima Yue.

"Naturally, it is to kowtow to the Queen Mother." Sima Yue said this, but his face was full of disdain.

"Then everyone present today has also witnessed, how about asking the prince to kowtow to the palace a hundred times later?" Yang Xianrong also laughed, and the slightly pale face had an indescribable brilliance, which made Sima Yue a little bewitched for a while, and he actually nodded in agreement.

The sheep offered to accommodate the phoenix, and the plain white cloth shoes were also stained with mud, which made people feel a little distressed. Cui Xi took another oil-paper umbrella and wanted to shield her from the rain, but for some reason, at the moment when she was getting down, the rain seemed to be lighter.

She took her own oil-paper umbrella and walked straight to the entrance of the imperial mausoleum.

Step by step, extremely stable.

The people kneeling on both sides of the road all looked up at her, although she was without makeup, the black hair was like a waterfall, the agility between the eyebrows and eyes, and the plain robe, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

Not only are the civil and military officials, but even Liu Yuan, who came over to watch the ceremony, nodded secretly, this is really a stunning woman. Liu Cong on the side also nodded, and when he turned his head to look at Liu Yao, he found that he was actually in tears?

"What? Rain on your face? You come to me, my broken umbrella is a little bigger. ”

Liu Yao didn't seem to hear Liu Cong talking, he even took half a step forward, wanting to follow Yang Xianrong, step by step, step by step.

Liu Cong immediately grabbed him and said in a low voice: "Don't go over, be quiet." ”

Liu Yao stopped, but his eyes kept looking at her. Raindrops fell on his face and in his eyes.

Yang Xianrong walked forward with an oil umbrella, followed by Cuixi and Luzhu.

These two people were not far away, and they watched Yang Xianrong's every move carefully, for fear that she would slip.

Yang Xianrong walked unfast and followed behind Sima Yue.

The corners of her skirt quickly became dirty, and she looked down and couldn't help but sigh. Sima Yue looked back at her and asked impatiently, "What's the matter?" ”

"It's nothing." Yang Xianrong said softly, "Has the prince thought about it?" ”

"It's all this time, and you're still asking this?" Sima Yue's tone was even worse.

"When do you ask?" Yang Xianrong was not angry at all, and his tone was extremely peaceful.

"You put out the fire first." Sima Yue didn't have an umbrella, wiped the rain on his face, and said angrily: "If you extinguish this fire, I will have to kowtow to you." ”

"yes, that's hard work." A smile tugged at the corner of Yang Xianrong's mouth.

By the time they reached the entrance of the Imperial Mausoleum, the rain slowly became lighter and lighter. Everyone also got out of the way, and let Yang Xianrong continue to walk inside, close to the burning hundred-year-old tree.

Sima Chi took half a step back.

Yang Xianrong glanced at him and continued to walk.

Strange to say, the fire in the canopy of the tree was slowly extinguished. As some of the black charred branches fell, the fire under the tree gradually became smaller until it disappeared, and the whole process was quite fast, and it was even said that the fire began to go out as the sheep walked towards the big tree.

"Oh my God! The Empress Dowager is really a god! ”

"A phoenix in a thousand years!"

"The Empress Dowager is the Chosen One!"

"Didn't there be a colorful light before when it was only on the carriage of the Empress Dowager?"

"Empress Dowager, long live, long live!"

"Immortals!"

Many people shouted, and some knelt down and kowtowed, not caring about the muddy water staining their bodies. Everyone witnessed all this, even those who didn't see the whole process, and saw the fire go out like this.

The heavy rain pouring down from the sky also stopped completely at this moment. Only the drops of water dripping from the leaves and branches proved that it was still raining.

Xu Zhenren walked out of the entrance of the imperial mausoleum and made a bow to the sheep, extremely respectful. "The Empress Dowager is indeed the chosen daughter."

"Oh." Yang Xianrong glanced at him, then turned his head to look at Sima Yue and asked, "Lord Wang, are you kowtowing now, or in a while?" But this palace doesn't want to wait, so you can kowtow a hundred here first. ”

Sima Yue was already stunned to see such a miracle, but when he heard Yang Xianrong's words, his face immediately darkened, and he just wanted to scold, but Sima Chi on the side had already said: "Taifu, hurry up and kowtow!" The time for burial must not be delayed. ”

Many officials also said: "You invited the Empress Dowager to come over, maybe you have to fulfill your promise." ”

Yang Xianrong looked at him and said: "You don't need to kowtow to the palace, you can kowtow to the emperor's coffin a hundred times, everyone present is a witness." ”

What can Sima Yue do?

Everything that can be said and what can't be said just now is finished, and now it's time to cash in, and he doesn't even have a chance to regret it.

Already soaking wet, he clenched his fists, knelt down towards Sima Xin's coffin, and honestly kowtowed a hundred heads. The whole person was already covered with muddy water, and he was also dizzy, and he didn't get up at all, and almost fainted in the muddy water.

His own soldiers and entourage stood beside him all the time, and even silently counted the number of kowtows for him. They didn't dare to step forward to stop it, after all, this was a miracle witnessed by everyone, and they were also very shocked, and they even regarded the sheep sacrifice as a fairy-like existence in their hearts.