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Yan's eyebrows and eyes look very much like the Emperor Chunyu Huangye of Dayan Kingdom, it is said that he is the most handsome man in Dayan.Usman had never seen how handsome Chunyu Huangye was when he was 20 years old, but he could get a glimpse of Yan's appearance.

Even from the aesthetic point of view of Xiliang people, Yan is a first-class handsome, the kind of handsome who can win countless hearts by walking around the street.

Usman suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have sent Yan to the fighting beast camp.

There are some wolves and tigers, lustful guys.

"Yan, this king is better, isn't he virtuous enough?" Usman looked at Yan with a smile on his face, "This king said he would treat you well, and that was the truth."

He has never washed clothes for anyone since he was a child, and he has never served anyone to take a bath. If Yan wakes up now, he will definitely be moved by this, and it will greatly improve him.It's just that he can't reveal his identity yet.

Usman felt that he had to pick an excellent opportunity to make Yan "not marry unless he was the one" in order to reveal his real body.After all, the entanglements between him and Yan when he was in Dayan couldn't be resolved by saying "it's over".

Since he has hurt Yan's heart and lost Yan's trust, he has to spend more effort to make up for it.

But when it comes to the cause of this incident, in fact, the Priest Tower was also involved.

Years ago...

The sky was so dark that there seemed to be an abyss lying overhead, as if it could swallow everything in the world.

Usman was wearing a light gold satin gown and a pair of white brocade shoes embroidered with gold, walking on the long bridge "Yongjue" between the priest's tower and the palace.

The Yongjue Bridge is very long and narrow, and only two people can pass side by side. It is impossible to ride a horse, because no matter the horse or the camel, they are unwilling to move forward.

From the bridge deck to the pier of Yongjue, they are all made of black, bright and solid black gold bricks. It is said that countless craftsmen and hard laborers fell to their deaths during the construction of this hanging arch bridge. I really don’t know if they sacrificed their lives to the world. A hundred years of wind and rain and countless wars are still timeless and firm as ever.

Accompanied by Yalta, the head of internal affairs, Usman walked towards the towering priest tower. His bright silver hair hanging behind him was like a galaxy of stars, the only light in this black sea.

The day and night of the priest's tower are two completely different scenes, just like the world and the underworld.

There are many legends about ghosts and ghosts in Xiliang, including the story about the crow carrying the soul of the dead to the underworld. Usman respects these legends and the power of gods and monsters, but is not afraid.

No one visits the elder priests in the Tower of Priests in the darkest hour of the day.

He was the only one who walked on the Yongjue Bridge, listening to the howling ghosts and wolves under the bridge, walking as leisurely as he was walking in the imperial garden.

Usman came to the gate of the priest tower.Compared to the majestic tower, this door is nothing out of the ordinary. It is a dark wooden door with rough texture. There are two copper rings embedded in the doorknob. A pair of sharp-billed crows are engraved on the ring heads. man of pain.

Before Usman knocked on the door knocker, the heavy door opened automatically. Four crow magicians in black robes and cloaks held sheepskin lamps and saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty."

The leading warlock is called Harigo. He is a middle-aged man with a thin nose and a worried face. He bowed his head and lowered his eyebrows: "Why are you here?"

"The king approved the official documents all night, and suddenly remembered something." Usman smiled slightly, "The elder priest is still making a bet with the king."

"This..." Harigo looked distressed, "The elder priest is observing the 'Star Sand Formation', and His Majesty may not be able to see him right now."

"It turned out to be divination." Usman said with a smile, "Dawn will dawn in half an hour, and the star sand array will not be effective when it sees light. This king will wait for him for half an hour."

"...Your Majesty, please come this way." Harigo lightly raised his hand to signal, Usman nodded and walked ahead.

The interior of the tower of priests is much larger than it looks from the outside, probably because the colonnades are not used much here, and there are empty rooms and courtyards on every floor, with only a few pieces of old furniture here and there.

At first glance, the tables, chairs and benches are placed casually, but after walking for a while, you will find that the furniture and tea are placed just right. When you want to sit, there is a seat in front of you. When you are thirsty, there is a teacup in front of you. Things, whether they are living or dead, have an inexplicable and mysterious mystery.

To say that the few things here are probably red flowers and green trees. There are no people planting flowers and trees in these large and small courtyards, but there are many large and small pools and sand pits.

The daily work of the priests is to clean the god statues on each floor, perform astrology and fortune-telling, including farming timing, dusty wind and sandstorms, and preside over funeral matters. of the ceremony.

When Usman was walking towards the uppermost "divination room", he suddenly stopped in the "cemetery".

The cemetery is in the middle of the priest tower, and all the dead priests are buried. The last face of each priest will be left by a "jade" statue. It is said that many priests were backlashed by "evil spirits" when they cast spells. And sudden death, so among the large and small, high and low portraits in the garden, most of them have hideous faces and distorted limbs.

This cemetery feels shabby even on a sunny day, not to mention that in the dark night, only the blue-green phosphorous fire made of bones creaked along the sand pool...

At first glance, it sounds like a kid with sharp teeth eating human flesh.

Usman passed by the stone gate carved with a huge sharp-billed black crow in the cemetery, and suddenly became interested and wanted to go in and have a look.

Harigo was taken aback, and was about to stop him, but Usman said first, "I'm going to meet an acquaintance first, so you don't have to follow."

The king's order cannot be violated, especially the king who inherits the "Sanctuary Zhaoxue". Harigo gave his subordinates a look, and everyone stayed in front of the cemetery, waiting for Usman.

Usman's "acquaintance" was buried by a black pool in the cemetery. He had come here many times, even in this dark night, he was still familiar with the road and found it smoothly.

This is a pure white and flawless white jade tomb statue, which is completely different from other "scarce-faced" statues. She has a slender figure and looks like a goddess.

The feet of "her" are standing in a pool of water. The water in the pool is extremely black. I don't know what has been put there, making it reflect the whole body of "her" like a shining mirror.

Her eyebrows and eyes are all carved from white jade, without any color, but Usman knows that they are a pair of eyes that are thousands of times greener than emeralds.

She is the Goddess Prophet Assailah in the Tower of Priests. The meaning of her name is - the messenger of the holy voice. She is the prophet who conveys the wishes of the ancient goddesses in Xiliang.

According to the regulations of the Priest Tower, no matter men or women, as long as they are in the Priest Tower, they are not allowed to marry and have children for life.

But she gave birth to two princes one after another, Danerman and Usman.

Moreover, the two children are only seven months apart, which means that the eldest son was pregnant with the second child just after the full moon, and the second son was born prematurely.

If it were another priestess, she would have been kicked out of the priestess tower long ago.

But Yassaira didn't. She had been a "Wan Concubine" for a while, and she was married from the priest's tower to the palace.

Then he returned to live in the priest tower again, as if nothing had happened, and continued to be the goddess and prophet who was worshiped by people.

The most powerful thing is that her ability to convey the holy voice has not diminished in the slightest, and she has been revered for giving birth to a second son who looks like the goddess "Sanyu Zhaoxue".

"Mother..." Usman stared at the statue and called softly.

Speaking of which, the chances of him being able to call the word "mother" are more if he comes here.

Because he was born with the "goddess mark", silver hair, green eyes, and flawless white skin, he was "isolated" and raised since he was a child.

This kind of "isolation" is nothing more than two kinds. One is too much "worship" and dare not touch his holy body.

The other kind is "fear", and because of this, suspicion arises, thinking that he is not the successor of "Revelation of the Sanctuary", but an evildoer created by Assaila through the spells and elixir of the sacrifice tower.

After all, there are many precedents for pregnant women to eat the wrong things during pregnancy and give birth to freaks.

But no matter what, Usman was shackled to a high tower since he was a child, living an extremely boring life like a "priest", except for studying or studying.

His biological mother, Assailah, would only appear in front of him during the annual Dust Cleaning Festival.

This last meeting, even though several years have passed, Usman still vividly remembers it.

The mother was wearing an extremely simple white dress with a waist, and the pendant between her eyebrows was a crystal clear holy fire diamond. Compared with the concubines covered in jewels, the mother was so low-key, but she was still beautiful and attracted everyone's attention.

"Hmph, why are you pretending to be a holy prophetess here? You are not being judged by the king..." The dirty words were accompanied by ridicule, and the concubines, old and young, were extremely unified in their hostility to Ascera.

"Mother..." Usman walked towards her amidst the curious or mocking gazes of the crowd. I don't know if it's been a long time since he yelled, and the voice of "Mother" still had a trembling sound.

"Usman." Yassaira looked at the child she gave birth to with all her blood, with a faint smile on her face, "Your Highness."

A "Your Highness" alienated the mother-child relationship between the two, and Usman looked at her, speechless for a moment.

The maid on the side brought Usman a basket of raspberry desserts. Usman glanced at the desserts, and his mother saluted and left.

Usman watched his mother leave, but did not hold back. The banquet was coming to an end, and her mother just came to show her face. She always came in a hurry, and hurried back to her sacrificial tower.

Just as Usman picked up the snacks in the basket, he heard a voice full of joy: "Den Erman!"

Mother met Brother Wang, his appearance was not as "holy" as himself, with black hair and green eyes, he looked like both mother and father.

The two brothers grew up separately, even though they have extremely similar facial features, like twins, but their relationship is like strangers.

Seeing her mother caressing Brother Wang's face, she said with concern: "Why are you getting thinner?"

As soon as Usman retracted his fingers, the dessert he was pinching shattered, and the crumbs mixed with raspberries fell to the ground. A pet dog raised by some concubine ran over and ate it with his tongue.

Usman was still staring at his mother and brother Wang, watching them holding hands and whispering the whispers that only exist between mother and child.

"Woooooooo!" The gray-furred poodle suddenly shook its head, jingling the silver bell around its neck.

"Jiji!" A newly promoted, young and beautiful concubine rushed over and picked up the twitching pet dog on the ground, but saw that it was spitting blood, turning its eyes upwards, and was already dead!

"Oh my god, what's going on?!" The concubine's face turned pale from crying, and Usman immediately understood that this snack is poisonous!

The maid who brought the snacks was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground and lost control of herself.

Serving the poisoned snack to His Royal Highness, even if she is not the murderer, she is also the unlucky scapegoat.

Speaking of it, the Xiliang Kingdom has never established a crown prince early, and both men and women can inherit the throne, so every prince and princess has a chance to inherit the throne as long as the status of their biological mother is not too low.

The number of concubines of Xiliang kings in the past was as few as ten, as many as nearly a thousand. The number of princes and princesses is comparable to the stars in the sky, too many to count.

But after thousands of years, the population of Xiliang royal family is far less prosperous than that of Dayan.

The reason lies in the law that everyone can be the king of a country.How tragic is this battle for the heir apparent, and the brotherhood is so brutal that no one thinks it's wrong.Those princes and princesses who are unwilling to fight for the throne will be rejected by the people instead.

Because according to the Xiliang folk custom that the strong is king, the prince (princess) who can win the final is the real king.

And whenever the victor becomes emperor, he will kill many compatriots to avoid future troubles.

Usman is widely rumored to be the next emperor because of his "god appearance", and he has the most hatred among all his compatriots.

He was only 12 years old, and he had received this poisoned thing countless times, but this was the first time he was poisoned in full view.

"Is it because of my mother..." Usman thought to himself, in the past, he would not be so careless, just eating the snacks brought by the maid.

It was because he was distracted by the sudden appearance of his mother, so he was fooled. The person who poisoned him really knew him.

"Is this puppy poisoned to death?" The onlookers whispered, with the mood of watching a show, "Are you going to poison His Highness Usman?"

"It's too much! It should be reported to His Majesty!" Some people pretended to be filled with righteous indignation.

To put it bluntly, I want to make things big.

But since the murderer can choose to strike here, he is not afraid of being stabbed in front of His Majesty.Besides, His Majesty will only think that Usman is useless, and he can't even tell whether the dim sum is poisonous or not.

For Usman, even if he doesn't need his father to decide, he still knows who did it.

Because when everyone was saying that someone was going to poison him, only Brother Wang took his mother's hand and left in a hurry...