The Regent Princess has run away again

The maid's voice came from outside the door.

Zhou Bixia nodded to Xue Zhiyu, and the two of them left Qushui Pavilion together and followed the palace maid to the memorial platform.

In addition to the emperor and empress, there was an old woman with gray hair right above the altar. I guess that woman was the empress dowager.

Xue Zhiyu didn't know much about the Queen who sat next to the Emperor. She only knew that the Queen liked to be quiet and would only appear on important festivals or events, and would stay in Qianning Palace the rest of the time.

The Empress is the daughter of the Grand Tutor, and has been with Xia Yu, who was the Crown Prince at the time, since childhood. Logically, these childhood sweethearts should have a very good relationship, but why do the Emperor and the Empress look more like strangers who respect each other like guests?

Xue Zhiyu did not dare to look any further, and followed Zhou Bixia up to the memorial platform, kneeling and paying homage to the emperor and empress on the throne.

"Your servant greets His Majesty, the Empress Dowager, and the Empress."

"Without courtesy, I will give you a seat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After the two men stood up to express their gratitude, they stepped down from the altar and sat on the two sandalwood chairs on the right side of the altar, while the ministers sat on the seats opposite the altar.

After everyone sat down, the Imperial Astronomical Observatory strode up to the altar, glanced at the incense that had burned out, and said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, the auspicious time has arrived, and we can begin the memorial service."

"Then let's get started."

The Imperial Astronomical Observatory then turned around and glanced at the civil and military officials, and said in a loud voice: "Tang ruled the people with leniency and eliminated cruelty; King Wen ruled with culture, and King Wu ruled with military merit, eliminating the people's disasters. They are all people who have made great contributions to the people. The sun, moon, and stars are what the people look up to; the mountains, forests, rivers, valleys, and hills are what the people use for their wealth. They are not of this clan and are not included in the sacrificial rites. Therefore, Your Majesty is opening a sacrifice to pray for peace and prosperity in the country, good weather, and protect the country of Yan!"

After the speech, all the civil and military officials shouted "Long live the emperor" in a loud voice like a bell. The sound seemed to be heard outside the palace over and over again. The scene was extremely lively.

Xue Zhiyu had no choice but to shout along, but in her heart she couldn't help but feel deeply moved. Is this the memorial ceremony of the ancients? It was indeed more shocking than what she saw on TV.

Xia Yu seemed to be accustomed to such scenes and waved his hand to signal the Imperial Observatory to continue.

"Please ask the Saint to perform the Spirit Butterfly Dance for all living beings."

Zhou Bixia glanced at Xue Zhiyu beside her, and seeing that she still looked relaxed, her originally anxious heart gradually calmed down.

Xue Zhiyu stood up and slowly walked towards the altar.

At this time, the sun was hanging high in the sky, and the fiery red dress was so eye-catching that one could not take their eyes off it.

After she stood in the center of the stage, a strange music that she had never heard before began to sound, which revealed a bit of sacredness in its weirdness.

She had no choice but to start dancing to the music. Her slender arms performed various difficult moves like a snake. The long skirt did not affect her movements and her posture was very light.

But for some reason, every time she danced this dance, she always felt an indescribable emotion in her heart. She closed her eyes and couldn't help but immerse herself in the dance.

in space.

007 was not with Xue Zhiyu these days, so he was unable to know what happened in time. Until he returned to the space today and saw the dance Xue Zhiyu was dancing, he was almost frightened to death.

His aunt! He was only away for a few days, why did she suddenly do this to him? What should he do now?

"It seems I have to ask that adult."

After 007 finished speaking, he waved his hand and the water mirror appeared in front of him again. He said very cautiously: "Sir, I want to ask you something, are you there?"

After a long while, a weak male voice came from the other side of the water mirror.

"I already know about it. I will take care of it. You don't need to interfere."

"My Lord, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

When 007 heard the man's voice, instead of feeling relieved, he became very worried.

If it was an ordinary man, it would be nothing, but this gentleman is not an ordinary man. He has a noble status and boundless magical powers. How could he be so weak?

"It's okay, you just need to help her. I have my own way to deal with the people in heaven."

After saying this, the man took the lead in cutting off the connection with the water mirror, leaving 007 staring blankly at the place where the water mirror disappeared.

He didn't understand why, why the adults would do this for her, and why the adults never told him about her identity.

While 007 was daydreaming, Bai Ruolan, who was sitting in the audience, was also confused. She looked so much like the leader when she danced this dance.

Maybe others don't think there is anything wrong with it, but as one of the four guardian gods and also the personal maid of the leader, she is very familiar with every move of the leader. Even if others are dancing the same dance, she can still see the difference.

But if she was really the leader, why didn't she recognize me?

Xue Zhiyu only felt something flashing through her mind. As her dance moves continued to change, the images in her mind gradually became clearer.

It was in a sea of ​​flowers. She saw herself seeming to be talking to a man. Her expression was full of joy and a hint of girlish shyness, but the man's face was covered with a layer of mist. No matter how hard she tried to look, she couldn't see it clearly.

The scene changed, and she only saw blood spurting into the sky, corpses everywhere, and the man kept telling her to run fast and not to look back. But what happened next was like a shackle. The more she wanted to know, the more uncomfortable she felt and she wanted to roll over.

She secretly took a deep breath, trying to calm her mind so that she could prepare for the final move.

In the ninth heaven, the man who was originally lying on the couch suddenly opened his eyes. A complicated look flashed in his eyes, and his anxious emotions spread to every corner of the hall.

"Finally I found it."

Seeing the usually calm Immortal in such a state, the fairy boy who was waiting beside him could not help but ask, "Master Immortal, what happened?"

The man sat up, with a smile in his eyes that did not reach his eyes. He had a face that would amaze anyone who saw him. His eyes were slightly upturned, his lips were beautiful like flowers, and his slender jade fingers were playing with his hair.

"It's nothing serious, I just found an old acquaintance. Let's go down to the mortal world."

When Xiantong heard this, he couldn't help but get anxious.

"You must not come down to the mortal world without permission. If the Emperor of Heaven knew about this, he would definitely blame you."

The man raised his eyebrows in vain. He was not afraid of the old guy, the Emperor of Heaven. If it weren't for him, how could Ling Yu die? He had to find her before the old guy found Ling Yu. This time, he would not let her die in vain.

"But....."

"Forget it. If you don't go, I'll just go down to the mortal world alone."

The man didn't wait for the fairy boy to finish speaking, but muttered to himself, and then changed his original luxurious brocade clothes into a fairy-like white dress, and he looked at himself narcissistically in front of the fairy mirror.

He nodded with satisfaction, then waved his sleeves and left the palace. Only the fairy boy was left, stepping anxiously on the spot, not knowing what to do.

At this time, in the sky that was originally sunny, a rainbow hung straight down from the clouds, and a man in white clothes rode the auspicious cloud and slowly floated towards the ground.

Except for Xue Zhiyu who was still immersed in the dance, the others were stunned when they saw this scene.

Xia Yu, who was sitting in the upper seat, watched the immortal falling towards the altar. He glanced at Xue Zhiyu who was still kneeling, and a hint of disbelief flashed across his calm face.

It was also the first time he knew that the gods could really be summoned. However, wasn’t this god too young?

Even so, he still did not dare to neglect it. He stood up, smoothed the wrinkles of his clothes, and respectfully said to the immortal: "I am Xia Yu, the king of Yan State, and I respectfully invite the gods to come down to earth."

“Please invite the gods to come down to earth!!”

The ministers in the audience also shouted along, their voices filled with uncontrollable excitement.

Xue Zhiyu had just come back to her senses from dancing, and when she heard something about inviting the gods to come down to earth, she was stunned. What was going on?

She opened her eyes and looked up at the man in white who had just landed. Two words immediately appeared in her mind.

evildoer.

After seeing her appearance, the man's pretty lips curled up into a smile. How come even after changing her body, she is still as stupid as before.

"Am I good-looking?"

Hearing his teasing voice, Xue Zhiyu immediately came back to her senses, her delicately made-up face full of annoyance. She lowered her head and said sullenly, "I was inadvertently mesmerized by the extraordinary grace of the Lord God. Please forgive me, Lord God."

The man waved his hand nonchalantly, looked at the Emperor of Yan, and said loudly: "I was summoned by the Spirit Butterfly Dance, so I came down to help you. The outcome depends on fate."

Xia Yu bowed respectfully and said, "Please give me more advice, God. Please come and sit in the seat of honor."

Eunuch Huang was also smart and quickly asked the young eunuch to move a chair to the upper seat.

"Wait, I'll just sit next to this saint."

Xue Zhiyu, who had just stood up, was really confused when she heard this. What was wrong with this god? Why did he speak as if he was very familiar with her?

Xia Yu did not force it, but nodded and asked the eunuch to move the chair to the empty seat on the other side of Xue Zhiyu.

Xue Zhiyu bowed to the emperor, without even looking at the gods, and slowly walked down the altar and sat back in her seat.

The man couldn't help but find it funny, so he followed him down, not caring about the looks people were giving him.

The civil and military officials were somewhat worried about this god who seemed unreliable. Could he really help the Yan Kingdom to have good weather and good harvests?

But when Bai Nuolan saw this god appear, his eyelids jumped. How could it be him? !

All of this was too much of a coincidence. It seemed that she had to investigate this princess more carefully.

Xue Zhiyu wanted to try her best to ignore the man next to her, but he was staring at her too obviously, so she had no choice but to ask, "My Lord God, is there something wrong?"

"Aren't you curious about why the Saint called me down?"

"I am indeed curious, but since the Lord God doesn't tell me, I can't bring it up on my own initiative," Xue Zhiyu stared at the altar.

"I'll find a chance to tell the saint. This is a big secret," the man pretended to be profound, but his eyes inadvertently saw someone who was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar.

Oh, isn’t that the man who has been entangled with this girl for many lifetimes? How come I can see him here too? But that’s true, according to Poker Face’s personality, he will definitely find the acquaintance.

Just at this moment, the two of them looked at each other. Nangong Ye nodded at him, and his eyes did not linger any longer, continuing to look at the altar.

Tsk, she is still not likable after all. Although it is not much better than the poker face, this girl’s aesthetic taste is really not good.

Look at him, handsome and suave, he is simply the most handsome man in the fairy world.

You also followed Nangong Ye's line of sight and saw the obvious disdain in his eyes. He immediately whispered in confusion: "Why does this god seem to have a big opinion of you, the master? Have you ever offended him?"

"No, maybe he and I are not compatible."

Nangong Ye naturally also felt the disdain of the god. Although he was as puzzled as You, he did not show it.

He couldn't help but look at Xue Zhiyu, his eyes tinged with a smile. This little girl gave him another surprise, which was really interesting.

......

After the memorial service, Xia Yu tried to persuade the god to stay and let him live in the palace.

"The palace is indeed a good place, but I am used to freedom, so I can live outside the palace."