The idle morality of the great priest
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He didn't even know where to go except the sacrificial hall, let alone, he couldn't go at all!
"Grand Priest Yuyun invites you, Qiyue will not let you go." Qing Mu interrupted Feng Mingyue.
"That's right, so I don't care, it depends on whether Qiyue accepts disabled priests."
"..."
"Haha, I won't tease you anymore, I can't be disabled, let someone move that pile of books back, and keep the rest first." Feng Mingyue closed her eyes while pointing at the neatly placed books not far away.What does it mean to be active?His chances of good luck are great, although there may be sequelae, but this medical skill is really extraordinary. "Well, take a good rest, you are tired after reading all day." Qing Mu said softly as the quilt was pulled up.
☆、Chapter 7
Qiyue is already in late autumn, except for some green plants suitable for winter growth, there are fallen leaves all over the place.
Even if Feng Mingyue changed places, the essence of lethargy remained unchanged.Therefore, he forgot that today is the succession ceremony of the sacrificial priests.
"Master Sacrifice, wake up..."
"Well, Feng let me sleep for a while!" Feng Mingyue muttered a few words, turned over and continued to sleep.
"Wake up!" Qing Mu couldn't hear what he said, and persistently called to the sleeping person.
"...Uh" opened his eyes, Feng Mingyue stared at Qing Mu, he didn't say anything just now, right?It would be terrible if it was nonsense.
"What's the matter, Qing Mu?" What did you wake him up for at this hour, it's early in the morning, right?
"Today is the succession ceremony, sir, are you planning to spend it in sleep?" Qing Mu gritted his teeth, if Xiaohuan couldn't wake this person up, he wouldn't wake him up here.
"? Like this, I almost forgot." Even though he said so, Qing Mu looked at Feng Mingyue without any intention of being anxious.
"Master Priest, please change your clothes," Xiaohuan said softly outside the door.
"Come in." Feng Mingyue was helpless, although he was not used to being taken care of by others.But he has the consciousness of being a disabled person, so he
It takes a little while to get used to it.
"Master Ji, the clothes are ready, please change your clothes." The gauze curtain was pulled up, Feng Mingyue looked at the seven or eight maids, it doesn't need so many...
"... Put it aside and it's..."
"My lord, we are changing your clothes for you, just sit up." A maid pushed in a delicate wheelchair, Feng Mingyue's forehead felt a dull pain.The emperor really gave him a wheelchair? "...Okay, I'm sorry." Feng Mingyue got up.
"Let me do it." Qing Mu didn't wait for the man to answer, and directly carried Feng Mingyue onto the wheelchair.
"Qing Mu, are you sure you can't go out if I want to change?" Feng Mingyue squinted at Qing Mu who was standing aside, and couldn't help asking.
"...They're all men, what are you afraid of?" After finishing speaking, she pulled up a chair and sat down to pour tea.
...Feng Mingyue wondered if the gap between the brain circuit of the royal family and normal people was too big!
"That's true" Having said that, what else can Feng Mingyue say, it's just like that when he's wearing an underwear.But seven or eight maids give
Even if I change clothes by myself, there is a man next to me... I always feel that something is wrong!
Even if Feng Mingyue is entangled, they can only let them toss, close your eyes, okay, this is more considerate than a five-star service, the most important thing is
It is free.Feng Mingyue comforted herself.In just two months, his legs could barely walk on the ground. If he was in modern times, he would probably have to be hospitalized for a while.
"My lord, this servant has already changed your clothes for you." Feng Mingyue was woken up when she was about to fall asleep because she woke up early.
"Aren't you going to fall asleep?" Qing Mu walked over from behind.
"Yes." Feng Mingyue opened her eyes.
Qing Mu looked at the person in front of her, her long hair was tied up with a hair crown, there was a bit of childishness between her eyebrows, the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows was unexpectedly beautiful, and the moon-white sacrificial robe stained Feng Mingyue's delicate face a bit. Fairy style.If it is the level of Feng Mingyue's poisonous tongue on weekdays
, looking so handsome, he also enjoys a beautiful view every day.
"The beauty of offering sacrifices to the great life is even more like a fairy now." Xiaohuan came over with a bowl of medicinal soup at some point, with a smile on his face.
smiling.
"Xiaohuan, when you say this, it's more pleasant not to hold this medicinal soup." Feng Mingyue blinked helplessly. "My lord, Xiaohuan also
You brought candied fruit?" Xiaohuan smiled and gave Feng Mingyue the medicine.
"Wanted" took the medicinal soup, Feng Mingyue looked at the black medicinal juice, gritted her teeth and drank it in one gulp.Life discount!How many years has he not eaten these things? "My lord gives it" Xiaohuan quickly replaced the candied fruit with Feng Mingyue, this lord was most afraid of drinking these medicines, and his complexion was worse after drinking it than before.
Feng Mingyue glanced at the bronze mirror with candied fruit in her mouth, and then looked away.
There is also the long black hair that is different from the previous life, and the body with an extremely high degree of fit.
"Master Sacrifice, please move away," the eunuch outside the door said loudly.
"..." Feng Mingyue saw Qing Mu's worried eyes, smiled and nodded towards him.
"Xiaohuan, let's go." Feng Mingyue brushed her hair.
"It's an adult"
☆、Chapter 8
Feng Mingyue sat in an exquisite wheelchair and let them push it. To be honest, during the days when he was here, he basically stayed in the house or went to the study.But I didn't take a good look at the scenery of praying for the moon. It was already late autumn. Although the greenery was a little less, I didn't see the depression of autumn.After walking through the courtyard, Feng Mingyue realized that she lived in Biandian.
The layout of the main hall of the sacrificial hall made the corners of Feng Mingyue's mouth twitch. Even though it was grand, Feng Mingyue couldn't ignore that... He could only use the grand Taoist temple to express his heavy heart. No wonder Qing Mu said that the priests of the past dynasties hardly ever get married , have you seen how many Taoist priests are willing to marry a wife?
The door was opened, and Feng Mingyue came to Qiyue for the first time to see people other than Yue Ruoyu and Qing Mu.The hands on his knees moved, and he clearly saw the dark crowd behind all the civil and military officials, they were the people of Qiyue.Feng Mingyue settled down, ignoring the probing gazes of civil and military officials, and looked at the crowd behind, waiting for the arrival of the monarch of this country.The people below held their breath, and Feng Mingyue remained silent.
He is more ignorant than them, and he is not willing to do this sacrifice, he is atheist!Although he may become theistic, after all, he is no longer in that world.
"The emperor is here!!" Although Yue Ruoyu arrived soon afterwards, Feng Mingyue thought that after several years, he would look at the civil and military officials in the main hall square. If he is wrong, he can tear his crowd apart!
"Long live my emperor, long live, long live." Feng Mingyue raised her foot and was about to stand up, when Yue Ruoyu stretched out her hand to signal him to sit down.This action made Feng Mingyue instantly feel the eyes piercing her back.
"Everyone loves you in peace" Yue Ruoyu's powerful voice seemed to have penetrating power, Feng Mingyue couldn't help admiring, looking at Yue Ruoyu's whole body
Bright yellow dragon robe, this voice is probably practiced in the early dynasty.
"Today is a fine day. After Priest Yuyun passed away, he predicted the arrival of the next priest, and that would be Priest Feng Mingyue next to me." Yue Ruoyu turned his gaze to Feng Mingyue, and there was a commotion from below.
"My loves, I know you have a lot of questions, I allow you to ask one or two." After the words fell, the originally noisy voice fell silent instantly, question?Who dares to question Lord Sacrifice!
"I have doubts." The abrupt voice made Feng Mingyue think that this person was here to collect debts, and he knew he couldn't escape.
on purpose!
"...My lord, please tell me." Feng Mingyue resisted the urge to curse, and said with a smile.
"Master Sacrifice is not as young as the weak crown, can he stand up to the position of priest?"
, Feng Mingyue has never underestimated them. After all, although he does not have such a big strategy, he is still a modern person. Besides, he has an emperor
Support, now is to let them recognize him as a sacrifice.
"Does Qiyue's talent depends on age?" After finishing speaking, Feng Mingyue glanced at the courtiers.In itself, the way he came here was already very convincing, and as soon as Yue Ruoyu let it go, all the problems came out.
Yuyun was the prophecy of the previous priest, no one dared not believe it, but there were also people who had doubts. As for the doubts being amplified by the emperor, they dared to say something.
"My lord priest should be invited by Priest Yuyun. I don't know why my lord priest can only sit in a wheelchair?" Asking knowingly, opening eyes and telling nonsense is already the biggest characteristic of courtiers, Feng Mingyue remained calm.
"Master Sacrifice, do you want to sit and pray? Or...?" If there is one, there will be two, Feng Mingyue really wants to throw up her sleeves and leave now.
People, but if the emperor next to him didn't go out, it was obvious that he was watching a good show.
"Mingyue's legs and feet are inconvenient. Thanks to the emperor's favor, Mingyue is able to sit in a wheelchair. If the adults feel that they cannot sincerely pray for the moon, then Mingyue will get up." Feng Mingyue gently lifted the hem of her clothes, and Xiaohuan stepped forward. , wanting to help Feng Mingyue up.
Signaling Xiaohuan not to move, Feng Mingyue took two steps calmly.Even after two months, if he really wants to walk, it's really not difficult for him, but his movements are a little uncoordinated, and he feels that his feet are not his own.Sure enough, the pain in her heart made Feng Mingyue's eyes turn pale.
"As a priest, Mingyue doesn't know how to lead troops to fight, nor does he know how to govern the world. The world depends on you, my lords, to pray for the moon.
.And Mingyue prays for the moon with all her heart, wishing that the moon will have good weather, the country will be prosperous and the people will be safe, and prosperity. "Bending slightly, Feng Mingyue's expression was so serious and sincere that even he himself almost believed it.
"My lord priest is here. I pray that the moon will bring peace to the country and the people. Then, this is the scepter of the priest. Do you have any questions?" Yue Ruoyu handed the scepter made of jade into Feng Mingyue's hands. Seeing that there were thin beads of sweat on Feng Mingyue's forehead, she looked back at his people.
"Long live my emperor, long live, long live" the overwhelming shouts made Feng Mingyue's mind buzzing, if he hadn't been told by his feet, he would be useless if he didn't sit down.
"Master Priest, please fast and take a bath, and pray for the moon and blessings for me!" The little eunuch's voice was very shrill, but Mingyue seemed as if he had never
From the sky.
"Long live the emperor, long live!"
"Pray for the moon and worship the adults for all blessings." Feng Mingyue forcibly pulled back her will, and saluted the crowd, "My lords, go back earlier, there will be rain in half a quarter of an hour, so don't get your clothes wet." After that, Feng Mingyue turned around and followed the emperor into the main hall.
Now that he stood up, there was no reason to sit back. Even though he was dizzy from the pain, Feng Mingyue followed Yue Ruoyu as lightly as possible, and tried to correct his walking posture. Why is it so difficult?Is it so difficult to be a priest? !
Xiaohuan worriedly looked at the man who was a little slender than ordinary men, looked at the courtier with resentment, and followed behind with a wheelchair.Even if it is so unreasonable, everyone can only bear it. After all, this maid is a person in the sacrificial hall.
Fortunately, they didn't say anything outrageous just now, and it seems that the priest is not necessarily simple, he is just a... The people who spoke just now, except for Mr. Xiangguo, secretly wiped off their cold sweat.Suddenly remembered that the young priest said that it would rain in half a quarter of an hour, so he hurried back to the house.If you don't go down, you can still make trouble. If you go down, maybe you will catch the wind and cold, then you will lose your wife and lose your army.
Yue Ruoyu slowed down a bit, and let the people behind him follow up.He didn't know that Feng Mingyue's feet could stand up, which is true.
It surprised him, but he was a little angry if he didn't know in advance.It takes half a month to pray for the moon to worship the successor and fast, and even the emperor
Do not bother.Yue Ruoyu stood in the middle of the main hall, and the main hall door was slowly closed.
"Puff! Cough cough" Yue Ruoyu, who was about to ask, heard the sound of a heavy object falling behind him.
☆、Chapter 9
Hearing the sound, Yue Ruoyu turned his head and saw the person lying on the ground, the hem of his white clothes was already stained with blood.
"Feng Mingyue!" When he picked her up, he only took a shallow breath.
The reason for the high priest's fasting was that the guards were guarding outside the main hall, and they ran to the side hall with people in their arms.
Holding the person in his arms, his breathing became weaker and weaker.
"Bah!"
Qing Mu, who was tidying up the books on the floor, heard the discordant sound of the door opening, feeling a little dissatisfied.When he got up and was about to speak, he saw the person in Yue Ruoyu's arms with books scattered all over the floor.
"...What's wrong with him!" Wen Yue Ruoyu was expressionless!Isn't Feng Mingyue doing well just now? ?Why did it come back like this?
... Yue Ruoyu avoids Qing Mu, and puts Feng Mingyue on the bed.
"fog!"
"It's the Lord!"
"What are you doing in a daze! Go call the imperial doctor!" Yue Ruoyu frowned, and stretched out his hand to open Feng Mingyue's clothes.
"Your Highness, Lord Priestess, can he..." Xiaohuan pushed the empty wheelchair, and happily wanted to report to Qingmu that Feng Mingyue could go.
On the road, I saw Qiyue, the emperor of the dynasty, taking off his shoes for... Lord Sacrifice! ?Wasn't it all right just waiting for Master Sacrifice?why...
"Go get a basin of water!" Qing Mu took the basin and handed it to the girl who was still opening her mouth halfway through the sentence.
"Yes, servant girl is going!" Xiaohuan took the water basin.
The white shoes were already stained with blood, and the stab wounds may have been caused by the excessive pressure of standing up, and they all fell apart.It was shocking to watch, as if he had listened to Yuyun and went to the altar to watch for three days and three nights, and was about to get up impatiently to leave, but saw the moment this person appeared from the altar.He was only wearing a coat, and his body was full of scratches, and these scratches were not comparable to the criss-crossing knife marks on his legs, as if someone had done it on purpose.
Yuyun just gave him this dead man?When he looked closer, the rising and falling chest told him that the man was still alive.
"Your Majesty, the water is coming." When Xiaohuan approached Feng Mingyue, her eyes widened in shock.
"Is it raining outside?" Yue Ruoyu put aside Feng Mingyue's blood-stained shoes and asked while washing his hands.
"Yes, returning to the emperor is as the priest said, I am afraid that many adults will catch the cold tomorrow morning." Xiaohuan lowered her head.
"Hmph, what's the wind and cold?" Yue Ruoyu snorted coldly. Those who dared to make things difficult meant they didn't care about him as the emperor.
in.
"...A succession ceremony is going to war? Your Majesty, is this the leg of the sacrificial lord?" Qing Mu knew what was going on when he saw Xiaohuan pushing the empty wheelchair, and reached out with a cloth to wipe away the blood from the corner of Feng Mingyue's mouth.
"Isn't he able to leave?" Yue Ruoyu sullenly, just now he took off Feng Mingyue's shoes, only to find the wound ruptured, probably...
"Chen, I don't know that Master Sacrifice can walk?" Although Qing Mu said so, his eyes were cold and cold.
When Xiaohuan thought that the two masters were about to fight, Wu Anwei brought the imperial doctor over and successfully broke the deadlock.
"Xiao Aiqing, what do you think of Master Ji's injury?" Doctor Xiao felt cold behind Yue Ruoyu's words.
I really thought it would be good to sacrifice to the Lord, but I didn't expect that before I arrived at the mansion, I was caught by the dark guards.He is responsible for the injury of Lord Sacrifice, of course
, The injury is only known to those present.
"Your majesty, to sacrifice to my lord..." Doctor Xiao took his pulse.
"Say!" Yue Ruoyu was feeling extremely irritable now.
"Reconnect the broken tendons, this must be done by the priest awake, and quickly!"
It was squeezed again because it bears the whole body. If it hadn't been disconnected and reconnected, the foot would really be useless.
"Wake him up!" Yue Ruoyu whispered while looking at the rain outside the window without looking back.
"...yes" Imperial Physician Xiao trembled.
Qing Mu stood in the corner, quietly looking at Feng Mingyue's pale face.
"Huh? Brother, don't pinch! It hurts." Feng Mingyue felt that someone was pinching her. When she saw Doctor Xiao, Feng Mingyue had no choice but to shut up.
"Master Sacrifice, are you alright?" Yue Ruoyu asked strangely when Feng Mingyue woke up.
"Haha, I can't die." Feng Mingyue laughed dryly, the emperor is angry...?His leg looks like it's going to break!Lost consciousness again, terrible! Pretend to be cool for a while.
"That's good, Xiao Aiqing, the priest is very good, you can connect his veins." Yue Ruoyu saw Feng Mingyue inexplicably
feel angry. "Fog, press and hold the priest"
"Yes, my lord." Fog came out from the corner.
Feng Mingyue saw a stern man sitting next to her, and frowned, "Who is he? What kind of veins are connected? Am I still fine?" Her body resisted and moved back to connect the veins. That gastric lavage was terrible. right!
"Your secret guard, he will be your secret guard from now on. If you force yourself to stand up, all the veins in your legs will be broken." Yue Ruoyu said calmly, but it shocked everyone present except Feng Mingyue. The guards are specially set up to protect the emperor. There are not many of them, but they are different from ordinary people. Regardless of martial arts or strange arts, this is... giving the dark guards to Mr. Sacrifice?
... "Oh, I'm sorry, can I still walk after I pick it up?" Feng Mingyue smiled at Wu, her smile was so pale that Xiaohuan was about to cry.
"Walk? High Priest, even if you are completely disabled, I can heal you."
Feng Mingyue raised her eyes, and looked at Doctor Xiao with a shining face.
"Do you feel that it doesn't hurt anymore?" Yue Ruoyu's face magnified above him, with a hint of anger in his eyes.
"No, no, it hurts, it hurts...I need treatment!! By the way, Xiaohuan stuffed your handkerchief into my mouth. I don't want to die from the pain in my leg, but accidentally bite my tongue!" Feng Mingyue said As soon as he fell, his mouth was blocked by a cloth in an instant, Yue Ruoyu clapped his hands and "do it" ignoring Feng Mingyue's eyes that wanted to kill someone.
...Feng Mingyue really wants to scold someone, can he say that he is already in pain and unconscious, if Yue Ruoyu is not the king of a country, Feng Mingyue would have already yelled at him!What he wanted was the little girl's handkerchief!Not for men! !
The shoulders were suppressed by the black-clothed dark guard with a stern face, Feng Mingyue resigned to her fate and closed her eyes.
"My lord, I'm going to make a move." Doctor Xiao said cautiously.
Feng Mingyue nodded, can she not do it?He wants to ask!
Sure enough, Feng Mingyue didn't finish lighting her head, her feet hurt a lot, forcing out the ones that didn't hurt just now, she didn't have time to think, Feng Mingyue reached out and grabbed Xiaohuan's clothes, and heard the girl anxious Feng Mingyue was afraid that she would go crazy after a mental breakdown, so she had no choice but to let go and grab the quilt beside her.I have already scolded the owner of this body thousands of times in my heart, why can't it be rectified, the whole half-disabled body can still be cured! !
Qing Mu stood in the corner, frowning, as if she could feel Feng Mingyue's pain.He tried to move forward several times, but stopped.
"Come here, hold down the feet of Lord Sacrifice." Doctor Xiao wiped off his sweat. Although the feet did not move for the time being, it was only the stitches underneath.
I'm afraid...
"..." Qing Mu walked over and put her hands on Feng Mingyue's knees, under her palms, she could feel Feng Mingyue's whole body twitching.
"Ah!!!" After Doctor Xiao wrapped up the wound, Feng Mingyue finally couldn't hold back her low growl, her voice hoarse.
"Okay." Doctor Xiao supported the edge of the bed and stood up.
"Feng, I'm in so much pain..." whispered, pleading, tears of Feng Mingyue slid down her cheeks.
"I fainted." Qing Mu covered the quilt and said softly.
"Well, let him rest. When will the rain stop, did the priest say anything?" Looking at the rain still falling outside the window, Yue Ruoyu asked.
"Back to the emperor, the priest didn't say anything"
"Forget it, I'm going back to the palace, you take good care of the priest, and Wu, you can stay here too." Yue Ruoyu glanced at the sleeping man, turned to
go out.
"Congratulations to the emperor"
"Little Ring"
"It's Your Highness"
After everyone went out, Qing Mu stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Feng Mingyue's eyes.
☆、Chapter 10
When Feng Mingyue woke up, she saw Qing Mu lying on the side and fell asleep. He moved and found that his feet were unconscious again. He sighed, moved carefully, and covered half of the quilt on Qing Mu's body. .It was only such a small movement, but it made him gasp, and resigned to his fate, he lay back on the bed and closed his eyes to rest.
It's really twists and turns, he couldn't remember why the leg was crippled, but he didn't pay too much attention to this matter, after all, the emperor said that he can be cured even if he is completely disabled... As for the two figures whose memory is torn apart , he pretended not to see it.
After an unknown amount of time, Qing Mu moved, Feng Mingyue closed her eyes, "Qing Mu, you're awake, don't fall asleep like this, it's easy to fall asleep
cold. "
"……Thanks……"
"You're welcome, I haven't thanked Qing Mu for taking care of me yet." Feng Mingyue opened her eyes and looked at Qing Mu.
"Master Sacrifice, I don't know what you mean by coming out?" Qing Mu narrowed her eyes as the quilt was covered back on Feng Mingyue's body.
"Huh?" Feng Mingyue didn't understand why Qing Mu suddenly got into trouble.
"I said, do you really want to destroy yourself?" Qing Mu sat down, her slender hands brushing up Feng Mingyue's black hair.
"Oh? Qing Mu sees it this way?" Feng Mingyue raised her eyebrows, disabled, you pray that Yue can let me go?And... Anyway, he thinks that even if he is disabled, they can still give him a prosthetic appearance.
"How about...let me help you!" Feng Mingyue reacted before Feng Mingyue came, Qing Mu's slender hands had already grabbed Feng Mingyue's throat
The pattern on her face became more alluring because of her anger.
A sense of suffocation made Feng Mingyue's eyes go black, she moved her mouth, but found that she couldn't make a sound, Feng Mingyue smiled and closed her eyes.
"..." Qing Mu stared blankly at Feng Mingyue's reaction, and unconsciously increased his strength a bit.Feng Mingyue had already closed her eyes, her face was slightly red because of the airtightness, but her expression showed no sign of struggle.Qing Mu was so frightened that he let go of his hand, but the next moment he was pushed back onto the bed.
"Your Highness, Third Prince, although I, Feng Mingyue, don't care about life or death, it doesn't mean that I want to be strangled to death. Even if I have nothing to love, I don't have to die to solve the problem!" Mu, but because of lying on the bed for too long, his eyes are blurry.
"...Me! @*..." Feng Mingyue let out a string of curses that Qing Mu couldn't understand, and finally half of her body lay on Qing Mu's body. When he recovered, he would definitely give Qing Mu a good beating first.
Poor Qing Mu hadn't finished digesting Feng Mingyue's words, the man lay on top of him, and then heard a feeble voice. "
Qing Mu, you got up and pressed my leg!I didn't realize just now that your pressure is very painful. "Obviously he was the one who pressed him... Qing Mu found that she was indeed pushed onto the bed by the other party, but Feng Mingyue's leg was injured, so Qing Mu's foot was pillowed on his leg.
"You...Are you okay!" Qing Mu asked carefully after placing Feng Mingyue in place.Feng Mingyue's face was extremely pale, did she press the wound?
"Qing Mu, if you move harder, the dark guards will come!" Feng Mingyue sighed.
"..."
"Forget it, I have my own discretion. One day, how about I take you out, no, do you want to leave the sacrificial hall?" He suddenly remembered that he had never asked why Qing Mu was locked up in the sacrificial hall as a prince.
"I don't know"
"Ah, when I asked more, as for the condition with the emperor, I just thought of it temporarily. If Qingmu is willing, it will be established, and if he is not willing, it will not exist." The brain is sick.
"...That day, how do you know when it will rain, and now there are people outside talking about the new priest, a prophet." No reply
Answering Feng Mingyue, Qing Mu asked lightly.
"Prophet? Haha, peeking at the secrets of the heavens is very expensive. Is it true that the high priest Yuyun doesn't know how to look at the sky?" Even though the weather was good that day, it was a bit muggy and there were dark clouds in the sky, but at that time everyone's attention was on him. This priest who just took office, so he stole a space.
He is very interested in the person who summoned him in the legend, and if he can see him, he will definitely spray him.
"The price?" Qing Mu's gaze moved to Feng Mingyue's lap.
"This is my own problem." If the price is a broken leg, how many legs does Feng Mingyue have to break?
"I'll ask Xiaohuan to cook something to eat, you can take care of your wounds." Instead of entangled with Feng Mingyue, Qing Mu got up.
"Qing Mu, thank you" As for what to thank, thank him for taking care of him for so long, or maybe he doesn't dislike him when he is new here.
"I don't want to go anywhere, I don't want anything." Qing Mu paused, turned and went out.Because of the birthmark on his face, he was not destined for the throne since he was a child, and his mother and concubine died early, so he was sent to the sacrificial hall.There are no people who respect him, but many people fear him.
"Oh...remember to ask Xiaohuan to bring more candied fruit." Feng Mingyue knew something about Qing Mu, so he didn't care what Qing Mu said
what.
"Fog" Feng Mingyue sat up again.
"Master" a black shadow fell in front of Feng Mingyue's eyes, his stern face showed no expression.
"Go and tell the emperor that I, the crippled priest, have woken up."
……"yes"
"go"
Seeing the fog disappearing in front of her eyes, Feng Mingyue held her mouth, her movements were really fast.
Feng Mingyue sighed, he was about to lie down again for half a month, he clearly felt that his legs recovered much faster than last time, sometimes he couldn't help but wonder if this imperial doctor had medical ethics.
But this has nothing to do with the imperial physician, the culprit must be the black-bellied emperor.Feng Mingyue finally understands a truth, people with the same appearance do not necessarily have the same personality, even if Yano has a black belly, he will not be hurt.Feng Mingyue stopped her memory, pulled the quilt and continued to sleep, she shouldn't have thought about it.
In the future, if he knows what happened to him, he will be useless.
☆、Chapter 11
Back and forth, he counted, from the time he woke up to the time his leg was healed until it was repaired again, it was more than four months, perhaps, rounded up to more than half a year.
Under Yue Ruoyu's strange eyes, Feng Mingyue walked in front of him with small steps, "See the emperor" Feng Mingyue saluted, Yue Ruoyu didn't answer, but still looked up and down.
He was horrified by the look, and looked around, but the maids and eunuchs were not there.He took two steps back, Yue Ruoyu continued to look around him, turned around and sat on the chair, resting his feet leisurely, with an expression that he is free to look at, as long as you are happy.He picked up the dim sum next to him and started eating, and waited until he was about to finish the plate of pear flower cakes on the table.
Yue Ruoyu still stared at him without speaking, and wiped his hands.
"Your majesty, if you keep watching, the minister wants to collect money!" To measure who is being stared at, if you still look at it, the eyes seem to see through something.
"Aiqing is really alright?" Yue Ruoyu asked carefully.
"... Your Majesty, I asked my minister about this, but I don't know. I only know that this road can be walked. As for whether it is good or not, I have to ask Doctor Xiao." All he knew was that he could barely walk!It still hurts after walking too much, and it looks like the root cause of the disease, but this can't be blamed on the imperial doctor, who can toss his legs back and forth a few times.
"That's good, I'll ask Imperial Physician Xiao to take some tonic later." Yue Ruoyu put away his gaze from staring at Feng Mingyue, and said seriously.
"Thank you, Your Majesty"
"You don't need to be too polite, since Ai Qing is ready, I must come to my birthday dinner two days later." Feng Mingyue raised her head and stared at Yue Ruoyu, he was more curious about how old the emperor was.It is said that they already have children, and they are already in their thirties at that age, and they are well maintained.
"Your Majesty, how old are you?" Thinking of this, Feng Mingyue couldn't help asking.
"...How old are you, Master Priest?"
"23"
"Oh? I thought... Sixteen..." Yue Ruoyu couldn't help staring at Feng Mingyue again. Although this person was not exceptionally handsome, he had delicate features. Maybe he had stayed in the temple for a few days, and there was a smell of dust. In other words, I thought that he hadn't passed the age of forty, and when he got older, he must have made a breakthrough.Who knows...
"16 Do you dare to make me a sacrifice?" Feng Mingyue said quietly.
"It's not up to me." Yue Ruoyu frowned.
"So the old man has the final say?"
"Old man?"
"Isn't Yuyun the old man?"
"..."
"I'm looking for you today, besides the dinner two days later, I'll give you a gift." Yue Ruoyu sat down, and he decided not to entangle with Feng Mingyue whether Yuyun was the old man's business or not.
"Human? It's unbelievable that the emperor gave a minister a secret guard." Feng Mingyue said.
"If you have seen Yuyun, then you need this person." Yue Ruoyu drank tea slowly.
"The minister will accept it." Can he not accept it?Speaking of Yuyun, Feng Mingyue was not very happy. Tell me, is there any psychopath who still has so many dreams after passing away? If it wasn't for Yuyun's beauty, Feng Mingyue would really start swearing, he doubted it Did he really pass away?
Feng Mingyue has been sleeping with this scene in her dreams recently.
"Since you have agreed to succeed, then you have to do what you should do." A cold voice matched his moon-white sacrificial robe.With a handsome face, picturesque eyebrows and long black hair, he sat in emptiness.
"What should and shouldn't be done?" Feng Mingyue said lazily.
"A few days ago, I explained to you, young priest"
"...You haven't told me where I come from, and what's the point of calling me here." Feng Mingyue stepped into the void.
"I've already said that I pulled you back from the chaos. Shouldn't you thank me for this? If I hadn't pulled you, you wouldn't know where you are going." A look of pride flashed across the handsome face.
"You didn't pull me, maybe I stayed in a safer place, instead of preparing to win the world for your little emperor!" Holding her mouth, Feng Mingyue said indifferently.
"Qiyue has lasted until now, Lingyun Huafeng is staring at Qiyue, don't you have the heart to watch the people suffer?" Yuyun stared at the person in front of her.
"The people are in dire straits? I can't even protect myself, and I can't even count as a counselor. Are you afraid that this move will be in vain?"
"Then why did you agree to the emperor to take over as the sacrificial priest?"
"Because I'm afraid of death," Feng Mingyue quickly replied.
"Afraid of death? Haha, Feng Mingyue, I haven't been with you for long, but it doesn't mean I'm blind. This emperor is like your old friend, right? Maybe you agreed to pray for the moon, isn't that part of it?" Yuyun stretched out With slender hands, Feng Mingyue was pulled over and sat down.
"Yes, but the emperor is more dangerous. What can you say this priest can do? You are still a monk. What can I do? How about you see if I have the qualifications?" The conditions for monks in the ordinary world are really harsh.
"No, you are destined to pray for the moon in this life. Whether you agree or not, you must go to the end." The tone of the speech was helpless.
"No? Then do you have the ability to protect yourself?" He made a choice, so there is no turning back and he doesn't want to turn back, so he has to live to complete the so-called carelessness.
"Maybe you can return to the original place." Yuyun glanced at Feng Mingyue with contempt.
"Go back? This is a good deal." After pretending to be aggressive, he ran away, that's fine.
"Sacrificing spiritual consciousness is very strong. You can come to me every day, which is enough proof."
Feng Mingyue saw Yu Yun's qin that she did not know where to get, and she plucked the strings while talking.
"I don't want to come to you either, so you can ask me, after all, you are the culprit here, what can the consciousness do?"
Yuyun closed her eyes, and said in a low voice along with the sound of the piano, "Curse, a secret technique produced by the incantation of clothes. This secret technique requires strong mental power."
Feng Mingyue stood up, but was held down by Yuyun's hand.
"Don't, I don't want to learn, I just have to recite it when I see it."
"Your spiritual sense is enough to remember them. You call me master, and I will teach you."
"Is it so casual? If you don't call, you won't hand it in?" If he doesn't hand it in, does it mean that he is not a priest?
"Teach, but you won't teach everything. Even if you don't learn, you are still praying for the moon."
...oh
"Then learn, can I figure out why my memory is messed up? I suspect that my forehead was clamped in the space, whose memory was mixed, or that you secretly..." Forced to add his.
"Call Master"
Feng Mingyue still wants to get up and leave. This is buying and selling by force, he has never been so shameless...
"Master"
Aren't great people very cautious in accepting disciples? Why, as the legendary priest, Yuyun accepts disciples so casually?
"However, Your Majesty, take care of the person you gave me." Feng Mingyue shook her head, throwing Yu Yun out of her mind.
"Don't worry, come, please come up Yuqin." Yue Ruoyu raised his voice.
"It's the emperor"
"Yuyun's son?" Feng Mingyue didn't remember that Yuyun asked him to take care of his son.
"This is the child he brought back. He has very good aptitude, so he has been studying with Yuyun."
He thinks Yuyun is an old rascal, but it is rumored that Yuyun is the flower of Gaoling.
"Your Majesty, Lord Yuqin is here"
"let him in"
☆、Chapter 12
"See the Emperor"
"Mianli, Yuqin, this is the great sacrificial priest." Yue Ruoyu turned his gaze to Feng Mingyue.
"...See... Lord Sacrifice."
Feng Mingyue looked at the young man in front of her, she couldn't help but believe it, the people in the sacrificial hall were all good-looking, so could he be the worst one?Feng Mingyue couldn't help but give up on herself.
"Free Gift"
"Yuqin, you can follow and sacrifice to the Lord."
"Yes, Your Majesty"
"Okay, you guys back off"
"Minister, leave"
Feng Mingyue took Yuqin back to the sacrificial hall. This section of the journey was a bit long for Feng Mingyue. His legs were not fully healed, so he was silent all the way. Halfway through, Feng Mingyue suddenly stopped and looked Sit down in a gazebo.
...Yuqin looked at the person sitting down, her face was a little paler than before.This is the new high priest?It's only a short walk... Yuqin couldn't help frowning.
"Sit down for a while, and leave later." Feng Mingyue straightened her long hair and said calmly.
"That's it? I can't walk anymore?" Feng Mingyue accepted Yuqin's strange gaze, "Of course I can't move too much when I'm old." He didn't care that there was no need to argue with a child, praying for the moon to know him Not many people have bad legs.
"Master Sacrifice, just walk around more in the future."
"Well, if we do, let's go, it's much better." Not wanting to be nagged, Feng Mingyue hurried back to lie down.
Because of the pain in her legs and feet, Feng Mingyue wanted to exchange her life with Yuqin, but in the end she gave up.
"Little Ring"
"My lord, you are back, this lord is..." Seeing the young man behind Feng Mingyue, Xiaohuan supported Feng Mingyue, the sacrificial hall is not accessible to ordinary people.
"Yuqin"
"Lord Yuqin, forgive me for being unreasonable." Xiaohuan quickly lowered her head.
"Those who don't know are innocent, Xiaohuan, I'm hungry." Feng Mingyue walked into the house.
He is used to eating and drinking in the sacrificial hall, and he will never let himself go hungry.
"It's almost unsteady, and the priest is still trying to be brave?" Qing Mu took Feng Mingyue's hand.
"Qing Mu, what you said is wrong. You still stand still, but you can't walk anymore."
"...Third Highness..." Feng Mingyue heard Yuqin's slightly surprised voice.
"Know him? That's good, I won't introduce you." Qing Mu is in the royal family, plus...Feng Mingyue doesn't find it strange.Qingmu ignored Yuqin and bent down to hug Feng Mingyue. "Come here, bring up the medicine that was sacrificed to the Lord"
Yuqin watched Qingmu lead Feng Mingyue away, and stood there by herself.In the past, he often followed Master Yuyun in the sacrificial hall, so he was very familiar with the sacrificial hall.Since the emperor told him to follow Feng Mingyue, even though he was dissatisfied, he still followed.
"You can have someone send you back." Qing Mu watched as Feng Mingyue took off her shoes, revealing her bandaged feet.
"Haha, it will get better sooner or later. If you walk more, it will get better. If you are tired, Yuqin, you can go back and rest." Feng Mingyue took off the gauze on her legs, her feet were pale from wearing them for a long time.
"My lord, this is..." Yuqin looked at Feng Mingyue in surprise, just now he thought Feng Mingyue was hypocritical, but he didn't want her foot to be injured.
"It's okay, it's almost fine, take me to the study in the inner hall in a few days." This leg can be considered to be recovering quickly, and the precious medicinal materials make Feng Mingyue feel distressed, but this can show Qiyue's background .
"The study in the inner hall? Do you still need to read those things?"
"Of course, because I don't understand anything," Feng Mingyue replied indifferently.
"Know nothing?" Yuqin was surprised by Feng Mingyue's confession. The study room in the inner hall hides some books on warlocks, witchcraft, and the like.only in sacrifice
"Grand Priest Yuyun invites you, Qiyue will not let you go." Qing Mu interrupted Feng Mingyue.
"That's right, so I don't care, it depends on whether Qiyue accepts disabled priests."
"..."
"Haha, I won't tease you anymore, I can't be disabled, let someone move that pile of books back, and keep the rest first." Feng Mingyue closed her eyes while pointing at the neatly placed books not far away.What does it mean to be active?His chances of good luck are great, although there may be sequelae, but this medical skill is really extraordinary. "Well, take a good rest, you are tired after reading all day." Qing Mu said softly as the quilt was pulled up.
☆、Chapter 7
Qiyue is already in late autumn, except for some green plants suitable for winter growth, there are fallen leaves all over the place.
Even if Feng Mingyue changed places, the essence of lethargy remained unchanged.Therefore, he forgot that today is the succession ceremony of the sacrificial priests.
"Master Sacrifice, wake up..."
"Well, Feng let me sleep for a while!" Feng Mingyue muttered a few words, turned over and continued to sleep.
"Wake up!" Qing Mu couldn't hear what he said, and persistently called to the sleeping person.
"...Uh" opened his eyes, Feng Mingyue stared at Qing Mu, he didn't say anything just now, right?It would be terrible if it was nonsense.
"What's the matter, Qing Mu?" What did you wake him up for at this hour, it's early in the morning, right?
"Today is the succession ceremony, sir, are you planning to spend it in sleep?" Qing Mu gritted his teeth, if Xiaohuan couldn't wake this person up, he wouldn't wake him up here.
"? Like this, I almost forgot." Even though he said so, Qing Mu looked at Feng Mingyue without any intention of being anxious.
"Master Priest, please change your clothes," Xiaohuan said softly outside the door.
"Come in." Feng Mingyue was helpless, although he was not used to being taken care of by others.But he has the consciousness of being a disabled person, so he
It takes a little while to get used to it.
"Master Ji, the clothes are ready, please change your clothes." The gauze curtain was pulled up, Feng Mingyue looked at the seven or eight maids, it doesn't need so many...
"... Put it aside and it's..."
"My lord, we are changing your clothes for you, just sit up." A maid pushed in a delicate wheelchair, Feng Mingyue's forehead felt a dull pain.The emperor really gave him a wheelchair? "...Okay, I'm sorry." Feng Mingyue got up.
"Let me do it." Qing Mu didn't wait for the man to answer, and directly carried Feng Mingyue onto the wheelchair.
"Qing Mu, are you sure you can't go out if I want to change?" Feng Mingyue squinted at Qing Mu who was standing aside, and couldn't help asking.
"...They're all men, what are you afraid of?" After finishing speaking, she pulled up a chair and sat down to pour tea.
...Feng Mingyue wondered if the gap between the brain circuit of the royal family and normal people was too big!
"That's true" Having said that, what else can Feng Mingyue say, it's just like that when he's wearing an underwear.But seven or eight maids give
Even if I change clothes by myself, there is a man next to me... I always feel that something is wrong!
Even if Feng Mingyue is entangled, they can only let them toss, close your eyes, okay, this is more considerate than a five-star service, the most important thing is
It is free.Feng Mingyue comforted herself.In just two months, his legs could barely walk on the ground. If he was in modern times, he would probably have to be hospitalized for a while.
"My lord, this servant has already changed your clothes for you." Feng Mingyue was woken up when she was about to fall asleep because she woke up early.
"Aren't you going to fall asleep?" Qing Mu walked over from behind.
"Yes." Feng Mingyue opened her eyes.
Qing Mu looked at the person in front of her, her long hair was tied up with a hair crown, there was a bit of childishness between her eyebrows, the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows was unexpectedly beautiful, and the moon-white sacrificial robe stained Feng Mingyue's delicate face a bit. Fairy style.If it is the level of Feng Mingyue's poisonous tongue on weekdays
, looking so handsome, he also enjoys a beautiful view every day.
"The beauty of offering sacrifices to the great life is even more like a fairy now." Xiaohuan came over with a bowl of medicinal soup at some point, with a smile on his face.
smiling.
"Xiaohuan, when you say this, it's more pleasant not to hold this medicinal soup." Feng Mingyue blinked helplessly. "My lord, Xiaohuan also
You brought candied fruit?" Xiaohuan smiled and gave Feng Mingyue the medicine.
"Wanted" took the medicinal soup, Feng Mingyue looked at the black medicinal juice, gritted her teeth and drank it in one gulp.Life discount!How many years has he not eaten these things? "My lord gives it" Xiaohuan quickly replaced the candied fruit with Feng Mingyue, this lord was most afraid of drinking these medicines, and his complexion was worse after drinking it than before.
Feng Mingyue glanced at the bronze mirror with candied fruit in her mouth, and then looked away.
There is also the long black hair that is different from the previous life, and the body with an extremely high degree of fit.
"Master Sacrifice, please move away," the eunuch outside the door said loudly.
"..." Feng Mingyue saw Qing Mu's worried eyes, smiled and nodded towards him.
"Xiaohuan, let's go." Feng Mingyue brushed her hair.
"It's an adult"
☆、Chapter 8
Feng Mingyue sat in an exquisite wheelchair and let them push it. To be honest, during the days when he was here, he basically stayed in the house or went to the study.But I didn't take a good look at the scenery of praying for the moon. It was already late autumn. Although the greenery was a little less, I didn't see the depression of autumn.After walking through the courtyard, Feng Mingyue realized that she lived in Biandian.
The layout of the main hall of the sacrificial hall made the corners of Feng Mingyue's mouth twitch. Even though it was grand, Feng Mingyue couldn't ignore that... He could only use the grand Taoist temple to express his heavy heart. No wonder Qing Mu said that the priests of the past dynasties hardly ever get married , have you seen how many Taoist priests are willing to marry a wife?
The door was opened, and Feng Mingyue came to Qiyue for the first time to see people other than Yue Ruoyu and Qing Mu.The hands on his knees moved, and he clearly saw the dark crowd behind all the civil and military officials, they were the people of Qiyue.Feng Mingyue settled down, ignoring the probing gazes of civil and military officials, and looked at the crowd behind, waiting for the arrival of the monarch of this country.The people below held their breath, and Feng Mingyue remained silent.
He is more ignorant than them, and he is not willing to do this sacrifice, he is atheist!Although he may become theistic, after all, he is no longer in that world.
"The emperor is here!!" Although Yue Ruoyu arrived soon afterwards, Feng Mingyue thought that after several years, he would look at the civil and military officials in the main hall square. If he is wrong, he can tear his crowd apart!
"Long live my emperor, long live, long live." Feng Mingyue raised her foot and was about to stand up, when Yue Ruoyu stretched out her hand to signal him to sit down.This action made Feng Mingyue instantly feel the eyes piercing her back.
"Everyone loves you in peace" Yue Ruoyu's powerful voice seemed to have penetrating power, Feng Mingyue couldn't help admiring, looking at Yue Ruoyu's whole body
Bright yellow dragon robe, this voice is probably practiced in the early dynasty.
"Today is a fine day. After Priest Yuyun passed away, he predicted the arrival of the next priest, and that would be Priest Feng Mingyue next to me." Yue Ruoyu turned his gaze to Feng Mingyue, and there was a commotion from below.
"My loves, I know you have a lot of questions, I allow you to ask one or two." After the words fell, the originally noisy voice fell silent instantly, question?Who dares to question Lord Sacrifice!
"I have doubts." The abrupt voice made Feng Mingyue think that this person was here to collect debts, and he knew he couldn't escape.
on purpose!
"...My lord, please tell me." Feng Mingyue resisted the urge to curse, and said with a smile.
"Master Sacrifice is not as young as the weak crown, can he stand up to the position of priest?"
, Feng Mingyue has never underestimated them. After all, although he does not have such a big strategy, he is still a modern person. Besides, he has an emperor
Support, now is to let them recognize him as a sacrifice.
"Does Qiyue's talent depends on age?" After finishing speaking, Feng Mingyue glanced at the courtiers.In itself, the way he came here was already very convincing, and as soon as Yue Ruoyu let it go, all the problems came out.
Yuyun was the prophecy of the previous priest, no one dared not believe it, but there were also people who had doubts. As for the doubts being amplified by the emperor, they dared to say something.
"My lord priest should be invited by Priest Yuyun. I don't know why my lord priest can only sit in a wheelchair?" Asking knowingly, opening eyes and telling nonsense is already the biggest characteristic of courtiers, Feng Mingyue remained calm.
"Master Sacrifice, do you want to sit and pray? Or...?" If there is one, there will be two, Feng Mingyue really wants to throw up her sleeves and leave now.
People, but if the emperor next to him didn't go out, it was obvious that he was watching a good show.
"Mingyue's legs and feet are inconvenient. Thanks to the emperor's favor, Mingyue is able to sit in a wheelchair. If the adults feel that they cannot sincerely pray for the moon, then Mingyue will get up." Feng Mingyue gently lifted the hem of her clothes, and Xiaohuan stepped forward. , wanting to help Feng Mingyue up.
Signaling Xiaohuan not to move, Feng Mingyue took two steps calmly.Even after two months, if he really wants to walk, it's really not difficult for him, but his movements are a little uncoordinated, and he feels that his feet are not his own.Sure enough, the pain in her heart made Feng Mingyue's eyes turn pale.
"As a priest, Mingyue doesn't know how to lead troops to fight, nor does he know how to govern the world. The world depends on you, my lords, to pray for the moon.
.And Mingyue prays for the moon with all her heart, wishing that the moon will have good weather, the country will be prosperous and the people will be safe, and prosperity. "Bending slightly, Feng Mingyue's expression was so serious and sincere that even he himself almost believed it.
"My lord priest is here. I pray that the moon will bring peace to the country and the people. Then, this is the scepter of the priest. Do you have any questions?" Yue Ruoyu handed the scepter made of jade into Feng Mingyue's hands. Seeing that there were thin beads of sweat on Feng Mingyue's forehead, she looked back at his people.
"Long live my emperor, long live, long live" the overwhelming shouts made Feng Mingyue's mind buzzing, if he hadn't been told by his feet, he would be useless if he didn't sit down.
"Master Priest, please fast and take a bath, and pray for the moon and blessings for me!" The little eunuch's voice was very shrill, but Mingyue seemed as if he had never
From the sky.
"Long live the emperor, long live!"
"Pray for the moon and worship the adults for all blessings." Feng Mingyue forcibly pulled back her will, and saluted the crowd, "My lords, go back earlier, there will be rain in half a quarter of an hour, so don't get your clothes wet." After that, Feng Mingyue turned around and followed the emperor into the main hall.
Now that he stood up, there was no reason to sit back. Even though he was dizzy from the pain, Feng Mingyue followed Yue Ruoyu as lightly as possible, and tried to correct his walking posture. Why is it so difficult?Is it so difficult to be a priest? !
Xiaohuan worriedly looked at the man who was a little slender than ordinary men, looked at the courtier with resentment, and followed behind with a wheelchair.Even if it is so unreasonable, everyone can only bear it. After all, this maid is a person in the sacrificial hall.
Fortunately, they didn't say anything outrageous just now, and it seems that the priest is not necessarily simple, he is just a... The people who spoke just now, except for Mr. Xiangguo, secretly wiped off their cold sweat.Suddenly remembered that the young priest said that it would rain in half a quarter of an hour, so he hurried back to the house.If you don't go down, you can still make trouble. If you go down, maybe you will catch the wind and cold, then you will lose your wife and lose your army.
Yue Ruoyu slowed down a bit, and let the people behind him follow up.He didn't know that Feng Mingyue's feet could stand up, which is true.
It surprised him, but he was a little angry if he didn't know in advance.It takes half a month to pray for the moon to worship the successor and fast, and even the emperor
Do not bother.Yue Ruoyu stood in the middle of the main hall, and the main hall door was slowly closed.
"Puff! Cough cough" Yue Ruoyu, who was about to ask, heard the sound of a heavy object falling behind him.
☆、Chapter 9
Hearing the sound, Yue Ruoyu turned his head and saw the person lying on the ground, the hem of his white clothes was already stained with blood.
"Feng Mingyue!" When he picked her up, he only took a shallow breath.
The reason for the high priest's fasting was that the guards were guarding outside the main hall, and they ran to the side hall with people in their arms.
Holding the person in his arms, his breathing became weaker and weaker.
"Bah!"
Qing Mu, who was tidying up the books on the floor, heard the discordant sound of the door opening, feeling a little dissatisfied.When he got up and was about to speak, he saw the person in Yue Ruoyu's arms with books scattered all over the floor.
"...What's wrong with him!" Wen Yue Ruoyu was expressionless!Isn't Feng Mingyue doing well just now? ?Why did it come back like this?
... Yue Ruoyu avoids Qing Mu, and puts Feng Mingyue on the bed.
"fog!"
"It's the Lord!"
"What are you doing in a daze! Go call the imperial doctor!" Yue Ruoyu frowned, and stretched out his hand to open Feng Mingyue's clothes.
"Your Highness, Lord Priestess, can he..." Xiaohuan pushed the empty wheelchair, and happily wanted to report to Qingmu that Feng Mingyue could go.
On the road, I saw Qiyue, the emperor of the dynasty, taking off his shoes for... Lord Sacrifice! ?Wasn't it all right just waiting for Master Sacrifice?why...
"Go get a basin of water!" Qing Mu took the basin and handed it to the girl who was still opening her mouth halfway through the sentence.
"Yes, servant girl is going!" Xiaohuan took the water basin.
The white shoes were already stained with blood, and the stab wounds may have been caused by the excessive pressure of standing up, and they all fell apart.It was shocking to watch, as if he had listened to Yuyun and went to the altar to watch for three days and three nights, and was about to get up impatiently to leave, but saw the moment this person appeared from the altar.He was only wearing a coat, and his body was full of scratches, and these scratches were not comparable to the criss-crossing knife marks on his legs, as if someone had done it on purpose.
Yuyun just gave him this dead man?When he looked closer, the rising and falling chest told him that the man was still alive.
"Your Majesty, the water is coming." When Xiaohuan approached Feng Mingyue, her eyes widened in shock.
"Is it raining outside?" Yue Ruoyu put aside Feng Mingyue's blood-stained shoes and asked while washing his hands.
"Yes, returning to the emperor is as the priest said, I am afraid that many adults will catch the cold tomorrow morning." Xiaohuan lowered her head.
"Hmph, what's the wind and cold?" Yue Ruoyu snorted coldly. Those who dared to make things difficult meant they didn't care about him as the emperor.
in.
"...A succession ceremony is going to war? Your Majesty, is this the leg of the sacrificial lord?" Qing Mu knew what was going on when he saw Xiaohuan pushing the empty wheelchair, and reached out with a cloth to wipe away the blood from the corner of Feng Mingyue's mouth.
"Isn't he able to leave?" Yue Ruoyu sullenly, just now he took off Feng Mingyue's shoes, only to find the wound ruptured, probably...
"Chen, I don't know that Master Sacrifice can walk?" Although Qing Mu said so, his eyes were cold and cold.
When Xiaohuan thought that the two masters were about to fight, Wu Anwei brought the imperial doctor over and successfully broke the deadlock.
"Xiao Aiqing, what do you think of Master Ji's injury?" Doctor Xiao felt cold behind Yue Ruoyu's words.
I really thought it would be good to sacrifice to the Lord, but I didn't expect that before I arrived at the mansion, I was caught by the dark guards.He is responsible for the injury of Lord Sacrifice, of course
, The injury is only known to those present.
"Your majesty, to sacrifice to my lord..." Doctor Xiao took his pulse.
"Say!" Yue Ruoyu was feeling extremely irritable now.
"Reconnect the broken tendons, this must be done by the priest awake, and quickly!"
It was squeezed again because it bears the whole body. If it hadn't been disconnected and reconnected, the foot would really be useless.
"Wake him up!" Yue Ruoyu whispered while looking at the rain outside the window without looking back.
"...yes" Imperial Physician Xiao trembled.
Qing Mu stood in the corner, quietly looking at Feng Mingyue's pale face.
"Huh? Brother, don't pinch! It hurts." Feng Mingyue felt that someone was pinching her. When she saw Doctor Xiao, Feng Mingyue had no choice but to shut up.
"Master Sacrifice, are you alright?" Yue Ruoyu asked strangely when Feng Mingyue woke up.
"Haha, I can't die." Feng Mingyue laughed dryly, the emperor is angry...?His leg looks like it's going to break!Lost consciousness again, terrible! Pretend to be cool for a while.
"That's good, Xiao Aiqing, the priest is very good, you can connect his veins." Yue Ruoyu saw Feng Mingyue inexplicably
feel angry. "Fog, press and hold the priest"
"Yes, my lord." Fog came out from the corner.
Feng Mingyue saw a stern man sitting next to her, and frowned, "Who is he? What kind of veins are connected? Am I still fine?" Her body resisted and moved back to connect the veins. That gastric lavage was terrible. right!
"Your secret guard, he will be your secret guard from now on. If you force yourself to stand up, all the veins in your legs will be broken." Yue Ruoyu said calmly, but it shocked everyone present except Feng Mingyue. The guards are specially set up to protect the emperor. There are not many of them, but they are different from ordinary people. Regardless of martial arts or strange arts, this is... giving the dark guards to Mr. Sacrifice?
... "Oh, I'm sorry, can I still walk after I pick it up?" Feng Mingyue smiled at Wu, her smile was so pale that Xiaohuan was about to cry.
"Walk? High Priest, even if you are completely disabled, I can heal you."
Feng Mingyue raised her eyes, and looked at Doctor Xiao with a shining face.
"Do you feel that it doesn't hurt anymore?" Yue Ruoyu's face magnified above him, with a hint of anger in his eyes.
"No, no, it hurts, it hurts...I need treatment!! By the way, Xiaohuan stuffed your handkerchief into my mouth. I don't want to die from the pain in my leg, but accidentally bite my tongue!" Feng Mingyue said As soon as he fell, his mouth was blocked by a cloth in an instant, Yue Ruoyu clapped his hands and "do it" ignoring Feng Mingyue's eyes that wanted to kill someone.
...Feng Mingyue really wants to scold someone, can he say that he is already in pain and unconscious, if Yue Ruoyu is not the king of a country, Feng Mingyue would have already yelled at him!What he wanted was the little girl's handkerchief!Not for men! !
The shoulders were suppressed by the black-clothed dark guard with a stern face, Feng Mingyue resigned to her fate and closed her eyes.
"My lord, I'm going to make a move." Doctor Xiao said cautiously.
Feng Mingyue nodded, can she not do it?He wants to ask!
Sure enough, Feng Mingyue didn't finish lighting her head, her feet hurt a lot, forcing out the ones that didn't hurt just now, she didn't have time to think, Feng Mingyue reached out and grabbed Xiaohuan's clothes, and heard the girl anxious Feng Mingyue was afraid that she would go crazy after a mental breakdown, so she had no choice but to let go and grab the quilt beside her.I have already scolded the owner of this body thousands of times in my heart, why can't it be rectified, the whole half-disabled body can still be cured! !
Qing Mu stood in the corner, frowning, as if she could feel Feng Mingyue's pain.He tried to move forward several times, but stopped.
"Come here, hold down the feet of Lord Sacrifice." Doctor Xiao wiped off his sweat. Although the feet did not move for the time being, it was only the stitches underneath.
I'm afraid...
"..." Qing Mu walked over and put her hands on Feng Mingyue's knees, under her palms, she could feel Feng Mingyue's whole body twitching.
"Ah!!!" After Doctor Xiao wrapped up the wound, Feng Mingyue finally couldn't hold back her low growl, her voice hoarse.
"Okay." Doctor Xiao supported the edge of the bed and stood up.
"Feng, I'm in so much pain..." whispered, pleading, tears of Feng Mingyue slid down her cheeks.
"I fainted." Qing Mu covered the quilt and said softly.
"Well, let him rest. When will the rain stop, did the priest say anything?" Looking at the rain still falling outside the window, Yue Ruoyu asked.
"Back to the emperor, the priest didn't say anything"
"Forget it, I'm going back to the palace, you take good care of the priest, and Wu, you can stay here too." Yue Ruoyu glanced at the sleeping man, turned to
go out.
"Congratulations to the emperor"
"Little Ring"
"It's Your Highness"
After everyone went out, Qing Mu stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Feng Mingyue's eyes.
☆、Chapter 10
When Feng Mingyue woke up, she saw Qing Mu lying on the side and fell asleep. He moved and found that his feet were unconscious again. He sighed, moved carefully, and covered half of the quilt on Qing Mu's body. .It was only such a small movement, but it made him gasp, and resigned to his fate, he lay back on the bed and closed his eyes to rest.
It's really twists and turns, he couldn't remember why the leg was crippled, but he didn't pay too much attention to this matter, after all, the emperor said that he can be cured even if he is completely disabled... As for the two figures whose memory is torn apart , he pretended not to see it.
After an unknown amount of time, Qing Mu moved, Feng Mingyue closed her eyes, "Qing Mu, you're awake, don't fall asleep like this, it's easy to fall asleep
cold. "
"……Thanks……"
"You're welcome, I haven't thanked Qing Mu for taking care of me yet." Feng Mingyue opened her eyes and looked at Qing Mu.
"Master Sacrifice, I don't know what you mean by coming out?" Qing Mu narrowed her eyes as the quilt was covered back on Feng Mingyue's body.
"Huh?" Feng Mingyue didn't understand why Qing Mu suddenly got into trouble.
"I said, do you really want to destroy yourself?" Qing Mu sat down, her slender hands brushing up Feng Mingyue's black hair.
"Oh? Qing Mu sees it this way?" Feng Mingyue raised her eyebrows, disabled, you pray that Yue can let me go?And... Anyway, he thinks that even if he is disabled, they can still give him a prosthetic appearance.
"How about...let me help you!" Feng Mingyue reacted before Feng Mingyue came, Qing Mu's slender hands had already grabbed Feng Mingyue's throat
The pattern on her face became more alluring because of her anger.
A sense of suffocation made Feng Mingyue's eyes go black, she moved her mouth, but found that she couldn't make a sound, Feng Mingyue smiled and closed her eyes.
"..." Qing Mu stared blankly at Feng Mingyue's reaction, and unconsciously increased his strength a bit.Feng Mingyue had already closed her eyes, her face was slightly red because of the airtightness, but her expression showed no sign of struggle.Qing Mu was so frightened that he let go of his hand, but the next moment he was pushed back onto the bed.
"Your Highness, Third Prince, although I, Feng Mingyue, don't care about life or death, it doesn't mean that I want to be strangled to death. Even if I have nothing to love, I don't have to die to solve the problem!" Mu, but because of lying on the bed for too long, his eyes are blurry.
"...Me! @*..." Feng Mingyue let out a string of curses that Qing Mu couldn't understand, and finally half of her body lay on Qing Mu's body. When he recovered, he would definitely give Qing Mu a good beating first.
Poor Qing Mu hadn't finished digesting Feng Mingyue's words, the man lay on top of him, and then heard a feeble voice. "
Qing Mu, you got up and pressed my leg!I didn't realize just now that your pressure is very painful. "Obviously he was the one who pressed him... Qing Mu found that she was indeed pushed onto the bed by the other party, but Feng Mingyue's leg was injured, so Qing Mu's foot was pillowed on his leg.
"You...Are you okay!" Qing Mu asked carefully after placing Feng Mingyue in place.Feng Mingyue's face was extremely pale, did she press the wound?
"Qing Mu, if you move harder, the dark guards will come!" Feng Mingyue sighed.
"..."
"Forget it, I have my own discretion. One day, how about I take you out, no, do you want to leave the sacrificial hall?" He suddenly remembered that he had never asked why Qing Mu was locked up in the sacrificial hall as a prince.
"I don't know"
"Ah, when I asked more, as for the condition with the emperor, I just thought of it temporarily. If Qingmu is willing, it will be established, and if he is not willing, it will not exist." The brain is sick.
"...That day, how do you know when it will rain, and now there are people outside talking about the new priest, a prophet." No reply
Answering Feng Mingyue, Qing Mu asked lightly.
"Prophet? Haha, peeking at the secrets of the heavens is very expensive. Is it true that the high priest Yuyun doesn't know how to look at the sky?" Even though the weather was good that day, it was a bit muggy and there were dark clouds in the sky, but at that time everyone's attention was on him. This priest who just took office, so he stole a space.
He is very interested in the person who summoned him in the legend, and if he can see him, he will definitely spray him.
"The price?" Qing Mu's gaze moved to Feng Mingyue's lap.
"This is my own problem." If the price is a broken leg, how many legs does Feng Mingyue have to break?
"I'll ask Xiaohuan to cook something to eat, you can take care of your wounds." Instead of entangled with Feng Mingyue, Qing Mu got up.
"Qing Mu, thank you" As for what to thank, thank him for taking care of him for so long, or maybe he doesn't dislike him when he is new here.
"I don't want to go anywhere, I don't want anything." Qing Mu paused, turned and went out.Because of the birthmark on his face, he was not destined for the throne since he was a child, and his mother and concubine died early, so he was sent to the sacrificial hall.There are no people who respect him, but many people fear him.
"Oh...remember to ask Xiaohuan to bring more candied fruit." Feng Mingyue knew something about Qing Mu, so he didn't care what Qing Mu said
what.
"Fog" Feng Mingyue sat up again.
"Master" a black shadow fell in front of Feng Mingyue's eyes, his stern face showed no expression.
"Go and tell the emperor that I, the crippled priest, have woken up."
……"yes"
"go"
Seeing the fog disappearing in front of her eyes, Feng Mingyue held her mouth, her movements were really fast.
Feng Mingyue sighed, he was about to lie down again for half a month, he clearly felt that his legs recovered much faster than last time, sometimes he couldn't help but wonder if this imperial doctor had medical ethics.
But this has nothing to do with the imperial physician, the culprit must be the black-bellied emperor.Feng Mingyue finally understands a truth, people with the same appearance do not necessarily have the same personality, even if Yano has a black belly, he will not be hurt.Feng Mingyue stopped her memory, pulled the quilt and continued to sleep, she shouldn't have thought about it.
In the future, if he knows what happened to him, he will be useless.
☆、Chapter 11
Back and forth, he counted, from the time he woke up to the time his leg was healed until it was repaired again, it was more than four months, perhaps, rounded up to more than half a year.
Under Yue Ruoyu's strange eyes, Feng Mingyue walked in front of him with small steps, "See the emperor" Feng Mingyue saluted, Yue Ruoyu didn't answer, but still looked up and down.
He was horrified by the look, and looked around, but the maids and eunuchs were not there.He took two steps back, Yue Ruoyu continued to look around him, turned around and sat on the chair, resting his feet leisurely, with an expression that he is free to look at, as long as you are happy.He picked up the dim sum next to him and started eating, and waited until he was about to finish the plate of pear flower cakes on the table.
Yue Ruoyu still stared at him without speaking, and wiped his hands.
"Your majesty, if you keep watching, the minister wants to collect money!" To measure who is being stared at, if you still look at it, the eyes seem to see through something.
"Aiqing is really alright?" Yue Ruoyu asked carefully.
"... Your Majesty, I asked my minister about this, but I don't know. I only know that this road can be walked. As for whether it is good or not, I have to ask Doctor Xiao." All he knew was that he could barely walk!It still hurts after walking too much, and it looks like the root cause of the disease, but this can't be blamed on the imperial doctor, who can toss his legs back and forth a few times.
"That's good, I'll ask Imperial Physician Xiao to take some tonic later." Yue Ruoyu put away his gaze from staring at Feng Mingyue, and said seriously.
"Thank you, Your Majesty"
"You don't need to be too polite, since Ai Qing is ready, I must come to my birthday dinner two days later." Feng Mingyue raised her head and stared at Yue Ruoyu, he was more curious about how old the emperor was.It is said that they already have children, and they are already in their thirties at that age, and they are well maintained.
"Your Majesty, how old are you?" Thinking of this, Feng Mingyue couldn't help asking.
"...How old are you, Master Priest?"
"23"
"Oh? I thought... Sixteen..." Yue Ruoyu couldn't help staring at Feng Mingyue again. Although this person was not exceptionally handsome, he had delicate features. Maybe he had stayed in the temple for a few days, and there was a smell of dust. In other words, I thought that he hadn't passed the age of forty, and when he got older, he must have made a breakthrough.Who knows...
"16 Do you dare to make me a sacrifice?" Feng Mingyue said quietly.
"It's not up to me." Yue Ruoyu frowned.
"So the old man has the final say?"
"Old man?"
"Isn't Yuyun the old man?"
"..."
"I'm looking for you today, besides the dinner two days later, I'll give you a gift." Yue Ruoyu sat down, and he decided not to entangle with Feng Mingyue whether Yuyun was the old man's business or not.
"Human? It's unbelievable that the emperor gave a minister a secret guard." Feng Mingyue said.
"If you have seen Yuyun, then you need this person." Yue Ruoyu drank tea slowly.
"The minister will accept it." Can he not accept it?Speaking of Yuyun, Feng Mingyue was not very happy. Tell me, is there any psychopath who still has so many dreams after passing away? If it wasn't for Yuyun's beauty, Feng Mingyue would really start swearing, he doubted it Did he really pass away?
Feng Mingyue has been sleeping with this scene in her dreams recently.
"Since you have agreed to succeed, then you have to do what you should do." A cold voice matched his moon-white sacrificial robe.With a handsome face, picturesque eyebrows and long black hair, he sat in emptiness.
"What should and shouldn't be done?" Feng Mingyue said lazily.
"A few days ago, I explained to you, young priest"
"...You haven't told me where I come from, and what's the point of calling me here." Feng Mingyue stepped into the void.
"I've already said that I pulled you back from the chaos. Shouldn't you thank me for this? If I hadn't pulled you, you wouldn't know where you are going." A look of pride flashed across the handsome face.
"You didn't pull me, maybe I stayed in a safer place, instead of preparing to win the world for your little emperor!" Holding her mouth, Feng Mingyue said indifferently.
"Qiyue has lasted until now, Lingyun Huafeng is staring at Qiyue, don't you have the heart to watch the people suffer?" Yuyun stared at the person in front of her.
"The people are in dire straits? I can't even protect myself, and I can't even count as a counselor. Are you afraid that this move will be in vain?"
"Then why did you agree to the emperor to take over as the sacrificial priest?"
"Because I'm afraid of death," Feng Mingyue quickly replied.
"Afraid of death? Haha, Feng Mingyue, I haven't been with you for long, but it doesn't mean I'm blind. This emperor is like your old friend, right? Maybe you agreed to pray for the moon, isn't that part of it?" Yuyun stretched out With slender hands, Feng Mingyue was pulled over and sat down.
"Yes, but the emperor is more dangerous. What can you say this priest can do? You are still a monk. What can I do? How about you see if I have the qualifications?" The conditions for monks in the ordinary world are really harsh.
"No, you are destined to pray for the moon in this life. Whether you agree or not, you must go to the end." The tone of the speech was helpless.
"No? Then do you have the ability to protect yourself?" He made a choice, so there is no turning back and he doesn't want to turn back, so he has to live to complete the so-called carelessness.
"Maybe you can return to the original place." Yuyun glanced at Feng Mingyue with contempt.
"Go back? This is a good deal." After pretending to be aggressive, he ran away, that's fine.
"Sacrificing spiritual consciousness is very strong. You can come to me every day, which is enough proof."
Feng Mingyue saw Yu Yun's qin that she did not know where to get, and she plucked the strings while talking.
"I don't want to come to you either, so you can ask me, after all, you are the culprit here, what can the consciousness do?"
Yuyun closed her eyes, and said in a low voice along with the sound of the piano, "Curse, a secret technique produced by the incantation of clothes. This secret technique requires strong mental power."
Feng Mingyue stood up, but was held down by Yuyun's hand.
"Don't, I don't want to learn, I just have to recite it when I see it."
"Your spiritual sense is enough to remember them. You call me master, and I will teach you."
"Is it so casual? If you don't call, you won't hand it in?" If he doesn't hand it in, does it mean that he is not a priest?
"Teach, but you won't teach everything. Even if you don't learn, you are still praying for the moon."
...oh
"Then learn, can I figure out why my memory is messed up? I suspect that my forehead was clamped in the space, whose memory was mixed, or that you secretly..." Forced to add his.
"Call Master"
Feng Mingyue still wants to get up and leave. This is buying and selling by force, he has never been so shameless...
"Master"
Aren't great people very cautious in accepting disciples? Why, as the legendary priest, Yuyun accepts disciples so casually?
"However, Your Majesty, take care of the person you gave me." Feng Mingyue shook her head, throwing Yu Yun out of her mind.
"Don't worry, come, please come up Yuqin." Yue Ruoyu raised his voice.
"It's the emperor"
"Yuyun's son?" Feng Mingyue didn't remember that Yuyun asked him to take care of his son.
"This is the child he brought back. He has very good aptitude, so he has been studying with Yuyun."
He thinks Yuyun is an old rascal, but it is rumored that Yuyun is the flower of Gaoling.
"Your Majesty, Lord Yuqin is here"
"let him in"
☆、Chapter 12
"See the Emperor"
"Mianli, Yuqin, this is the great sacrificial priest." Yue Ruoyu turned his gaze to Feng Mingyue.
"...See... Lord Sacrifice."
Feng Mingyue looked at the young man in front of her, she couldn't help but believe it, the people in the sacrificial hall were all good-looking, so could he be the worst one?Feng Mingyue couldn't help but give up on herself.
"Free Gift"
"Yuqin, you can follow and sacrifice to the Lord."
"Yes, Your Majesty"
"Okay, you guys back off"
"Minister, leave"
Feng Mingyue took Yuqin back to the sacrificial hall. This section of the journey was a bit long for Feng Mingyue. His legs were not fully healed, so he was silent all the way. Halfway through, Feng Mingyue suddenly stopped and looked Sit down in a gazebo.
...Yuqin looked at the person sitting down, her face was a little paler than before.This is the new high priest?It's only a short walk... Yuqin couldn't help frowning.
"Sit down for a while, and leave later." Feng Mingyue straightened her long hair and said calmly.
"That's it? I can't walk anymore?" Feng Mingyue accepted Yuqin's strange gaze, "Of course I can't move too much when I'm old." He didn't care that there was no need to argue with a child, praying for the moon to know him Not many people have bad legs.
"Master Sacrifice, just walk around more in the future."
"Well, if we do, let's go, it's much better." Not wanting to be nagged, Feng Mingyue hurried back to lie down.
Because of the pain in her legs and feet, Feng Mingyue wanted to exchange her life with Yuqin, but in the end she gave up.
"Little Ring"
"My lord, you are back, this lord is..." Seeing the young man behind Feng Mingyue, Xiaohuan supported Feng Mingyue, the sacrificial hall is not accessible to ordinary people.
"Yuqin"
"Lord Yuqin, forgive me for being unreasonable." Xiaohuan quickly lowered her head.
"Those who don't know are innocent, Xiaohuan, I'm hungry." Feng Mingyue walked into the house.
He is used to eating and drinking in the sacrificial hall, and he will never let himself go hungry.
"It's almost unsteady, and the priest is still trying to be brave?" Qing Mu took Feng Mingyue's hand.
"Qing Mu, what you said is wrong. You still stand still, but you can't walk anymore."
"...Third Highness..." Feng Mingyue heard Yuqin's slightly surprised voice.
"Know him? That's good, I won't introduce you." Qing Mu is in the royal family, plus...Feng Mingyue doesn't find it strange.Qingmu ignored Yuqin and bent down to hug Feng Mingyue. "Come here, bring up the medicine that was sacrificed to the Lord"
Yuqin watched Qingmu lead Feng Mingyue away, and stood there by herself.In the past, he often followed Master Yuyun in the sacrificial hall, so he was very familiar with the sacrificial hall.Since the emperor told him to follow Feng Mingyue, even though he was dissatisfied, he still followed.
"You can have someone send you back." Qing Mu watched as Feng Mingyue took off her shoes, revealing her bandaged feet.
"Haha, it will get better sooner or later. If you walk more, it will get better. If you are tired, Yuqin, you can go back and rest." Feng Mingyue took off the gauze on her legs, her feet were pale from wearing them for a long time.
"My lord, this is..." Yuqin looked at Feng Mingyue in surprise, just now he thought Feng Mingyue was hypocritical, but he didn't want her foot to be injured.
"It's okay, it's almost fine, take me to the study in the inner hall in a few days." This leg can be considered to be recovering quickly, and the precious medicinal materials make Feng Mingyue feel distressed, but this can show Qiyue's background .
"The study in the inner hall? Do you still need to read those things?"
"Of course, because I don't understand anything," Feng Mingyue replied indifferently.
"Know nothing?" Yuqin was surprised by Feng Mingyue's confession. The study room in the inner hall hides some books on warlocks, witchcraft, and the like.only in sacrifice
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