MTL - Addicted to Boundlessly Pampering You-Chapter 23

Sitting down is the time for the ceremony to begin. As the master of the ceremonies sang loudly, the center of the main hall suddenly raised a cylindrical high platform. The high platform was surrounded by four long columns carved with complex patterns. There was a sacrificial platform in the middle. Some common ritual supplies were intact. Place it on top. It seems that this is the props that the National Teacher has to use to pray for God.

However, all this in front of us did not attract the only sight of Gu. Her eyes have been locked in the crowd, and that one can't wait to go straight to the man who smashed him. Even focused, somewhat explicit. Fortunately, the people around us were attracted by the sudden appearance of the high platform. No one noticed the abnormality of her **** offering. However, the only one who was lucky, but did not see her, the silver-haired man’s sight, has been locked on her.

Xu is that her resentment is too strong, and the blue sacred Ling who pretends to be a guard in the crowd seems to have sensed something, and she will always turn her eyes around the patrol. The danger is a staggered one, Gu only hurry to overdo it, but the heart can not help but scream. Hold some whitish palms tightly, and only force yourself to calm down. Lan Shengling’s gaze circulated here and quickly shifted his view. At this time, a guard behind him suddenly came forward and said something in his ear. I saw the blue sacred eyes change slightly and instantly silenced. Then he reached out and took out something from his arms and sneaked it to the guard. The guard also left after he got the hand. Lan Shengling still stood there, his face calm and waveless, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Frowning his eyebrows, Gu is only a little uneasy. Lan Shengling is a person who is extremely attached to power. He can make him a supreme status as a country, posing like a low-lying ordinary guard. Now, he has to plan, Absolutely not simple. I don't know if they have gone to investigate, and his sudden appearance is for what. Now I can't do anything about my heart. Everything can only wait until tonight, and she can discuss the countermeasures with her brothers.

The drums thundered, but the gods prayed to begin, the national teacher slowly got up, but when he left, he was left with a meaningful look. The only one who focuses on his own mind, but has never been paying attention to him. If, at that time, the only one who was able to find out something wrong in time, wasn’t it that the latter thing would not be as fierce?

The palace, a secluded grove, a figure in red, squatting beside the big tree, his eyes hesitant. The sharp knife in the hand is small but sharp, but it will never die. Pick up and make a move toward your own heart, but always put it down halfway, hesitating. Does he want to do that, his heart, a drop of blood!

Zuo Xiangfu, a gorgeous sedan chair, suddenly drove out from the back door of Zuo Xiangfu, but in the direction, it was toward the palace, and there was no pause to move forward. The wind blows the curtain of the carriage, revealing a figure that is wrapped in a black robe. It is looming, but it is ambiguous.

The main hall, above the high platform.

The silver-haired man in white with a wooden sword, every move, perfect and impeccable. His tricks are very slow, obviously an ordinary sword dance, to make people feel a strange sense of sacredness. Prayer, yes, he gives people the feeling, like praying. Every turn, every swing of the body, has a breath of prayer that is passed around. The people who were addicted to this sword dance did not find the beautiful man of the sword, and the little eyes on the bottom of his eyes. The ignorant world, if not for my god, how can you be so honored, acquaintance, this truly jumps to God, dedicated to God's God.

My Lord, please believe that all I have done is for you. Even if you want to violate your wishes, even if you will get your punishment, I will never give up.

The beautiful man, with a firm look in his eyes, is also faint, revealing a bloodthirsty killing.

After the dance, the stove above the platform of God suddenly ignited the raging flames, and the four pillars were melted ice in an instant, and the complicated patterns were like life-like rotations in the air. At that moment, it was like a miracle, strange and unusual, and the people around it began to cheer, and began to scream at the glittering colorful apertures.

It is also at this moment that Gu only saw the worship of the people in the snowy area. It is no wonder that De Zhaodi tried his best to let her enter the palace and pretend to be a **** offering. However, he really relied on the aroma and the beads to determine his ability to let the so-called ice crystal snow lotus bloom? Or what did he do in the dark? However, watching the strange patterns in the air, like the scenes that appeared in the fantasy costume dramas that I saw on TV before, made her eyes wide open and obsessively watching.

Is there really a legendary **** in this world? But if not, how did she get to this world, and what is the explanation for this? Still, is this a trick? Gu is the only one who is confused and struggling in his heart.

With the end of the **** prayer, it is up to her fake **** sacrifice to climb the heavens and let the ice crystal snow lotus bloom, so that these people can see the so-called miracles. I sorted out my thoughts and echoed what I was going to do and what I wanted to say. Under the eyes of everyone looking forward to watching, of course, there are also some people who have doubts about their eyes. The most disdainful and suspicious person is the top left of the high-ranking official.

Silently exchanged a tacit eye with the blue sacred on the messenger's seat. At the moment when Gu was about to come to power, the left phase suddenly rose and respectfully pointed to the de Zhaodi emperor on the top dragon chair. Speaking quietly.

"Your Majesty, the annual Snow God Festival, the old minister has the honor to see the grace of the gods. Because I have always admired the gods, the old minister is very careful to observe the adults of the gods. Just why, for a year, the gods of the gods seem to be short, and The body is so slender and thin. Could it be that there is any discomfort in the **** offerings? There is a doctor in the family of the old minister. Do you know if you can allow the old minister to offer this sincerity?"

Starting to move forward, but suddenly stopped when I heard the left-handed words, the **** left old man, last time if it was not because of her, how could she fall off the cliff. Now he actually doubts his identity, and he is an old fox who wants to fight against De Zhaodi. Actually, I got the news of counterfeiting so quickly. "Small, slender and thin," it is said that this **** sacrifice is not right. Plus a doctor, as long as you have a pulse, you will know your daughter. His purpose, fear is to expose his identity under the public. In this way, De Zhaodi could not help but lose his faith to his people, but he lost his face in front of the messengers of the other two countries. This move is really poisonous! Even if Dezhao Emperor can continue to be the emperor's position, there is no prestige in the people. This position is also not stable. In other countries, there will be an excuse to deliberately find fault in the snowy area, and even deliberately arrange some kind of incident, it is possible to deliberately provoke war.

I sneered at the corner of my mouth, and the only thing I turned around was to see how De Zhaodi solved this trouble. The rise and fall of the snowy area has nothing to do with her. The promise of a **** offering is nothing but a threat from Dezhao and a deal. Even if she was exposed to her identity, her brother was not far away, and she could take her away with her. She does not want to be a person who is untrustworthy, but all of this also depends on the ability of Dezhao Emperor himself. Help him, to be honest, Gu did not think about it.

De Zhaodi, who is located in the dragon chair, even if he understands what the left phase has seen through, what he wants to do, but he still does not change his color: "The left-handedness is heavy, and the sacrifice is mainly to prepare for today's festival. Work hard. It will be a few days off, let alone all the **** sacrifices, whether it is the body or the soul, are dedicated to the snow god, how can we allow some vulgar mortals to come!" In the words, even the man who secretly scorns the left is just a laity. Perhaps, this vulgar person refers to the left. Dezhao Emperor is not the emperor of a country, so it is so easy to be led by others.

It was reversed, and the left-handed heart was not light, but it was still a strong smile: "That's the case, then forget it. Just hope that the gods will not have any problems when they are at the festival."

"That is nature. The **** offering is a god-given son. It is a bridge calling for the snow god. It will naturally let the snow **** give us the prosperity and prosperity of the snow. Listening to the tone of the left phase seems to be the hope that the **** sacrifice will be the same in the ceremonies. If this is the case, He is afraid of rethinking the left-hand side. After all, it is a phase of a country, and you can't choose it rashly!" The seemingly long-talking words reveal the idea of ​​dismissing the left. De Zhaodi, is it really necessary to tear the face?

Black face, the left side is stiff: "There is nothing to worry about, the old minister has no such intention, the old minister's loyalty to the **** offering and the snow god, but it is visible!" The **** emperor, want to rely on this excuse to stop him The official position, you are so easy! Leaving the emperor away from the emperor, look at today, is that I have destroyed your emperor, or you have left me with this left-hand position!

"Oh, it’s just a joke. Ai Qing, now is the grand moment of the festival. You won’t have to drag the footsteps of the gods, or even delay the snow **** festival?” Slowly opening, there is something in De Zhaodi’s words. .

"The old minister is afraid, congratulations to the gods!"

Looking at the front of the eyes as a sincere and fearful left, Gu only turned away, the emperor, this round, you win.

However, when Gu only turned around, she suddenly felt a palm of the hand, and the dark passage was not good. She meant to retreat, but she didn’t want the hands to attack her at all. Instead, when she turned her back, she pulled it. Under the cloak on her body!

The flying ink hair, draws a beautiful arc in the air, and then reveals a delicate and unparalleled face. The flying eyebrows, a little six-mand cinnabar, under the golden line of the forehead, a pair of cuts and deep, Qiong nose and lips, but it is a beautiful woman. But at this moment, no one is happy to appreciate such a beautiful face. Whether it is the emperor or the official people, they are all stunned to see this scene. For a time, the entire hall is still silent.

Then, it was the surprise of the left side, but the sound of a little smug sounded: "Oh, the old minister sees the **** offering. The adult seems to be falling. I wanted to hold it. I didn't expect to pull down the cloak of the **** offering. The old man is really damn, hopefully. The gods are generous and generous, don't blame the old minister!"

"Your Majesty, according to the ambassador, the **** sacrifice in your country seems to be a man. However, this, the woman, the eyes of the ambassador, should not be wrong? Is there such a beautiful man in the world?" The messenger stood up and spoke, and Gu only saw it clearly, and the blue sacred body behind the young messenger signaled him to go forward. It seems that this time, Lan Shengling, it really came to the snow. So what exactly is he wanting?

There is no way to control the exposure of the fake godhood identity to the snowfield, especially the Dezhao Emperor, and the only purpose is to think about the purpose of Lan Shengling. I am not worried that Lan Sheng Ling will recognize her, because today, her face is fake, not to mention the heavy makeup. However, at this moment, she stood still and the officials around her were all face to face, even whispering, without exception, with doubts. In the end, the questioning look looked at De Zhaodi, who was sitting on a dragon chair and his face was dark and uncertain.

"How can the messenger say this? The national teacher has a beautiful face, but it is a man. This is beyond doubt. Our **** sacrifices adults, beautiful as a woman, that is not a bad thing! However, the face of the **** sacrifice is leaked, but it is big. Bogey. Your Majesty, how should this be?"

The words of the left phase seem to be solved, but all the spearheads are picked up, completely aligned with the Dezhao Emperor. The gender of the **** sacrifice, as well as the face that can not be allowed to be seen by ordinary people, at this moment, even if the **** offering is the only one, her face is seen by outsiders, and will be disqualified from the **** offering. In front of the people in the snowy area, in front of the messengers of the two countries, the situation of Dezhao Emperor at this moment can be described as difficult.

"Your Majesty, I hope you can give us an account!"

"Yes!"

The voice of the ministers, the eyes of the people questioning, the aggressiveness of the messengers, and even the insidious smile of the left. De Zhaodi face is gloomy, the dragon eyebrows are twisted, and the anger says: "Let's go!"

"Who said that the **** offering is a man? Did you tell the world that the **** offering is a man? The identity of the **** sacrifice is so respectful, so that others can easily know it! Besides, the face of the **** sacrifice is so easy for others to see. Some things, the left side is too worried! You and my family in the snow, if you question the existence of the **** sacrifice, it is the disrespect to the snow god! Can you afford this big sin?"

For a time, the people underneath were silent, but quietly left doubts in their hearts, the wrath of the emperor, they could not touch this scale. What's more, there is disrespect for Snow God. These are things that they can't afford.

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