The maid in the hall blew out the lamps and candles, leaving only a dim light outside, casting a vague shadow through the screen, Wu Xing lay alone on the carved eight-pillar bed, the bed curtain shadow and shadow, the hall was silent.

After a peaceful night, in the early morning, a maid pulled the bed curtain and hung it on the hook, and saw Wu Xing sitting on the bed looking at her with clear eyes, she was startled, and then smiled, "The princess woke up really early." ”

A few maids helped Wu Xing out of bed and washed and dressed her, Wu Xing only needed to sit there and not move the whole time, such a luxurious style, no wonder it was the richest place in the world.

Putting on an intricate palace skirt and delicate makeup, Wu Xing stood up and followed the maid who led the way.

The maid bowed her head and said, "Princess, this morning I want to learn the heavenly dance with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the New Year's Prayer Hall, please follow the maid here." ”

Wu Xing nodded silently, followed her and walked in the huge palace for a short time, and then arrived at a palace that looked not quite the same as the harem palace.

This palace ...... There was no door.

Probably because of the size of the palace, even if there is no door, you can't see the end at a glance, you can only see a huge incense platform in the front hall, and the murals on the wall depict a thing that Wu Xing thinks is a dance of gods and demons in extremely bold and rich colors.

Wu Xing was a little strange, the maid walked to the door and stood beside her, it seemed that she could only take Wu Xing to the door, and her identity could not enter the road behind.

Wu Xing was not afraid, raised his feet and landed steadily on the steps, passed through the empty front hall, entered the inner hall of the prayer hall, just walked in, raised his eyes and saw a polite young man, wearing bright yellow clothes, a huge east pearl on the jade crown, a pair of brown eyes bright and bright, a kind and gentle smile, and a gentle temperament, "Ah Xin is here." ”

There was also a white and fat middle-aged man next to him, wearing an indigo python robe, with a white face and beard, he bent down and saluted Wu Xing, "The slave has seen Her Royal Highness the Princess, please Your Highness!"

Wu Xing's reserved chin turned his head to look at the young man with doubts, and the young man smiled, "This is Young Eunuch Liu of the Master of Ceremonies, he is responsible for the management of all the ceremonial specifications in our Heaven Worship Ceremony, and he is the right-hand man of my father's side." ”

Young Eunuch Liu hurriedly smiled and shirked it, "It's all a slave's business." ”

After introducing Young Eunuch Liu, the young man groaned for a while, as if he had something to say to Wu Xing, and Young Eunuch Liu immediately retired with interest.

Only then did the boy curl the corners of his mouth, "My sister is much more beautiful than I imagined." ”

"Really?" Wu Xing secretly rolled her eyes, preferring to believe that this was the opposite, although she painted a delicate makeup that seemed to add a lot of points, but an eight-year-old girl, the background is there, no matter how you draw it, where can you see it?

The young man also seemed to feel that he was saying an awkward opening sentence and returned to the topic, "I am your brother, Li Jiaxu, your name is Li Jiaxin, you can call me brother." ”

This young man is the prince, Wu Xing deeply felt that the two fathers and sons were unreliable, and she didn't know until now that the name of the person she wanted to pretend to be was Li Jiaxin.

But it doesn't seem that the name is important, anyway, others will only call her a princess.

He sat down in front of the desk and poured a cup of tea, beckoning Wu Xing to come over, Wu Xing was a little puzzled, "Isn't it learning to sacrifice the heavenly dance?"

"It's just an excuse, and it will be over before it reaches that stage. Li Jiaxu patted the mat beside him and motioned for Wu Xing to sit down, "I heard Mama say, you learned etiquette well yesterday, but in an hour, they couldn't find any fault." ”

It was natural, and she never forgot it.

Wu Xing originally wanted to sit opposite him, but when he saw Li Jiaxu's signal, he hesitated, but chose to follow his instructions and sat next to him, but there was still a short distance between the two.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she sat down, Li Jiaxu encircled her in her arms, Wu Xing was startled, and suddenly wanted to struggle, Li Jiaxu chuckled, "Don't move, do you know, both inside and outside the palace know that I love Ah Xin's sister very much, so you naturally have to be close to me." ”

Is that the case?

Wu Xinghu stopped his movements suspiciously, although she was not used to being so close to a stranger when they met for the first time, but it was okay for the sake of the task.

However, Li Jiaxu is only a twelve-year-old boy, how can he be so proficient in such things? Looking at the doting smile on his face, he can't see that he can show it to a stranger.

Wu Yuki asked, "What about your real sister?"

"She. The corners of Li Jiaxu's eyes moved upward, as if she was thinking, "She was stubborn by nature and was locked up by her mother." ”

Wu Xing didn't believe his casual nonsense answer at all, if this was really the case, how could he, the brother who loved his sister the most, not plead for his sister?

Wu Xing's dark pupils stared at Li Jiaxu coldly, and the other party pinched her face, "You don't look at your brother's eyes, do you have a brother?"

Wu Xing actually has an older brother, but that brother has always been a stupid, ignorant and pretentious guy in Wu Xing's memory, he can't do anything except splash and roll, and he went to private school for a year, and he doesn't know how to memorize as many words as she occasionally steals.

She doesn't have any feelings for her father and mother, let alone that brother, now, the Holy Sect is her home, and her husband is her relatives and elders.

So Wu Xing shook his head, "No." ”

Wu Xing's tone was light when she spoke, and her expression was the same, like a calm lake, which made Li Jiaxu a little disappointed, "Father said that you can't laugh, but you really can't laugh, it's a pity." ”

What's the shame about that?

Before Wu Xing could ask, she keenly heard footsteps outside the hall, she was a little nervous, the Hall of Prayer didn't look like a place where ordinary palace people could enter, who would be coming?

Li Jiaxu was as immobile as a mountain, and he was not surprised to see someone enter the inner hall, but calmly picked up the cup of tea on the table that had been warmed, and wanted to feed it to Wu Xing.

Wu Xing sat in his arms, originally facing the door of the inner hall, at this time she was slapped in front of her face by a cup of tea, she didn't want to drink, so she naturally turned her head inward, I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, and the people who came couldn't see her at all.

The person who came was a woman, in her twenties, but she looked old and steady, her hair was coiled into an old-fashioned bun, and she was wearing a purple round-necked official robe that was different from that of the maids in the palace.

Female history is a rare female official position, although only from the seventh grade, but because of the close rights have always been great, there can only be one female history in a palace, the palace has a total of twelve palaces, this female history, is not so easy to be.

The female history saluted Li Jiaxu, "The minister has seen His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness the Princess." ”

Li Jiaxu didn't seem to hear it, still coaxing the girl in his arms, and said kindly, "Ah Xin, be good, it's not hot anymore, I won't lie to you." ”

It seems that he is really just an elder brother who dotes on his sister, and he is afraid that his sister will be burned by tea.

Wu Xing didn't know if this female history had ever seen a princess, so she didn't dare to show up at will, so she had to pretend to be angry, snorted and buried her head in Li Jiaxu's arms.

Li Jiaxu responded belatedly, "It turned out to be Zhou Nushi, please get up." ”

The female history was not dissatisfied with being treated slowly, and still respectfully conveyed her intentions, "The eldest princess heard that the princess has recovered from a serious illness and can still be interested in going to the heavenly sacrifice ceremony, the eldest princess is very happy, and misses the princess very much, I hope the princess can go to His Royal Highness's palace tonight to dine together." ”

Li Jiaxu let out a slow sigh, lowered his head and asked Wu Xing in a doting tone, "Ah Xin, do you want to go?"

After waiting for a while, without waiting for Wu Xing's response, Li Jiaxu smiled a little helplessly, and said apologetically to Zhou Nushi, "It seems that Ah Xin is still angry with me, and there is no way to go to my aunt's palace, so let's change the day." ”

Zhou Nushi didn't force it, bowed her head and bowed again, before withdrawing.

As soon as Zhou Nushi went out, Li Jiaxu naturally let go of Wu Xing, put the teacup back on the table, and the two maintained a polite distance and returned to their gentle appearance, "Ah Xin hasn't had breakfast yet, is it my faux pas to let you come so early, are you hungry?"

Without waiting for Wu Xing to answer, Li Jiaxu smiled gently, "It's inconvenient to eat in the New Year's Hall, I ordered someone to set up a meal in the Qingyuan Palace, let's go over together." ”

He didn't deliberately get closer to Wu Xing anymore, but he still showed a lot of closeness, which made Wu Xing a little confused, and didn't understand what he meant, but it was just a task, and as soon as the sacrifice was over tomorrow, she could follow her husband back to Dongyang, and she would never come to Yang'an again.

After lunch, I repeated the ritual process in the afternoon, and after making sure that there were no mistakes, I just waited for the next day's sacrifice.

In the early morning, when the sky was not bright, Wu Xing was caught early to dress up, put on a complicated and gorgeous palace skirt, the white silk embroidered shoes could not hide the dagger, Wu Xing tied it to the calf, and the golden jade arm bow was worn on the wrist as a bracelet, although it was a little big, but the wide sleeved robe hung down, it could be covered tightly, and nothing could be seen.

The golden crown with tassels hanging down is fixed on the green snail bun, and the red dian is dotted in the middle of the willow leaf curved eyebrows, which really looks like that.

Li Jiaxu was dressed in a similar solemn dress as her, smiled and pulled Wu Xing to board the hollow Jinluan car on all sides, his warm and dry palm held Wu Xing, "You don't have to do anything, just follow me." ”

The breeze stirred the golden tassels on both sides of Wu Xing's cheeks, scratching a little itchy, she nodded lightly and didn't say a word.

The hour had come, and the golden luan chariot pulled by eight horses slowly drove out of the palace gate, marching along the widest street to the outside of the city, surrounded by many black-armored forbidden troops around the honor guard, guarding the safety of the golden luan chariot.

The streets are lined with enthusiastic people, and the ritual of worshiping the heavens is not only to inform the ancestors, but also to pray for good weather and good health in the coming year, which has always been one of the means for the royal family to appease the people, and the ignorant people sincerely believe that there are really gods in this world who can bless.

Along the way, the wind and waves were calm, and the Jin Luan car arrived at the altar safely, and Li Jiaxu and Wu Xing also got off the Jin Luan car and officially started the ceremony of worshiping the sky.

The forbidden army formed a small circle with human bodies around it, and in the center of the circle were incense cases and incense tripods, on which were placed six animals and three animals, all of which were raw, and looked a little disgusting.

The celebrant of the celebrant played a solemn music, and a sharp cry, "Welcome the emperor—"

Li Jiaxu and Wu Xing knelt three times and bowed nine times in front of the incense case, lit three thick incense sticks, and inserted them in the incense tripod.

"Singing wishes—"

The music changed instantly, and the two closed their eyes and began to recite the prayer message, which was not long, and after only a quarter of an hour, the prayer had been sung.

"Matsuri Dance—"

Li Jiaxu led Wu Xing up the long steps behind the incense case, and after the steps were completed, it was the highest part of the altar, and it was about to start the Sacrifice Dance, Wu Xing couldn't help but be a little anxious, she hadn't learned much about the Sacrifice Dance, if she really wanted to dance, it would not look good, why hadn't the assassin appeared yet? Could it be that the news was wrong?

Li Jiaxu lowered his head and smiled gently, "Don't worry, it's coming soon." ”

The two walked extremely slowly, perhaps because the ornaments on their bodies were too heavy, and it took a full half quarter of an hour to walk up to the highest point of the altar, and as soon as the two of them stood still, there was another high sound under the altar.

"Soraku—"

With this shout, there was a faint sound of breaking the air in the air, and Wu Xing instantly became vigilant, and his hand was hidden in his sleeve and clenched the Zimu Bilian that hung down from his wrist.

Li Jiaxu did not know martial arts, he did not realize that the danger was coming, but as if he was ready, he looked into the air, and a white-clothed and masked swordsman jumped onto the altar through the encirclement of the forbidden army with light skills.

The long sword was aimed directly at Li Jiaxu, and it was impossible for him to dodge, and he didn't dodge, but just showed an elegant smile at the swordsman.

The swordsman felt that something was wrong, but he opened the bow and did not turn back, he had already committed the crime, and could only try to kill Li Jiaxu on the altar.

With a bang, the gold and stone intersected, Wu Xing's hands were folded, and the golden jade arm was crossed in front of him to block the sword, but this swordsman's internal strength was fierce, even if he blocked the sword move, but he couldn't block the sword qi, Wu Xing spit out a mouthful of blood violently, staining the goose-yellow clothes on his chest.

Wu Xing is already good at her style, and hard fighting is not her forte, but there is no way, Li Jiaxu is a twelve-year-old and a half-old boy after all, she can't hold him to dodge, if she doesn't take this move, Li Jiaxu will die, she can only forcibly take this sword.

At the end of this sword, the forbidden army was in an uproar, wanting to rush to the altar to protect the prince, but he was a little hesitant to go to the altar that only the royal family could climb, weighing the pros and cons only in an instant, and the leader of the forbidden army shouted: "Protect His Royal Highness the prince!"

However, the surrounding people were in an uproar, and dozens of assassins dressed in civilian clothes jumped out of it, blocking the way of the forbidden army, and for a while the forbidden army and the assassins were inseparable, and among them were real civilians who were injured by mistake, and suddenly there was a scream and cry.

The change was only in an instant, the swordsman saw the golden jade arm in Wu Xing's hand, his eyes changed, and there was a look of shock in his eyes, he didn't expect that someone would pretend to be a princess on the altar, and he didn't expect that this person pretending to be a princess would be Wu Xing.