Transcending into a god

Although they were talking, the dance steps under Teng Wu and Ophelia's feet were not chaotic at all.

The corner of Teng Wu's mouth curved slightly, "I'm afraid I won't be able to see Miss Langton when I get to Recat."

Ophelia looked at Teng Wu questioningly, "After the dance in Greenland this social season, I'm afraid Miss Langton will settle down in Greenland City."

Ophelia's eyes rolled, and she understood the meaning behind Teng Wu's words.Although he was not shy, he still lowered his face slightly, "Your Majesty just joked. I just followed my brother around and wanted to increase my experience."

Teng Wu looked at her, "Is there a man who misses you at the ball?"

Ophelia smiled "puchi", "No man can compare to his hometown, no matter how exciting he is."

"Is Recate City that good?" Teng Wu raised his eyebrows.

"The city of Recate is good, did your Majesty know about his discomfort?" Ofelia looked at Teng Wu, "There is a sentence engraved on the Temple of Recate that has stood for thousands of years."

"What?" Teng Wu asked.

Ophelia said word by word, "The dragon god will come to Recate eventually."

Teng Wu's heart suddenly moved, and once again he felt familiar with the words that should have been unfamiliar.

At the end of the song, Teng Wu and Ophelia stopped, and Teng Wu took the mask off Ophelia and put it on for her again.The two held hands, and Teng Wu sent Ophelia back to her sister circle.Just when I was about to leave, I heard a familiar voice, "Ophelia, let me introduce you to someone!"

Teng Wu turned his head, and two masked young men were standing behind him.

"Your Majesty!" one of them said briskly, "Why did Your Majesty take off the mask?"

Needless to say, this dark chestnut-haired man was Langdon, with silver lightning bolts painted on the coffee-colored mask on his face.Teng Wu looked at the other one, with golden hair and a white mask, it was naturally Cass.

Teng Wu curled his lips, "Anyone who holds a masquerade ball is bullying me. Whether I wear a mask or not, will anyone not come out?"

Langton smiled heartily, and pointed at Cass, "Isn't His Royal Highness Cass the same? There are always some special characters in this world, who will attract attention no matter what."

Teng Wu smiled, "I advise Lingmei to take off the mask! It's a pity that you have a peerless appearance."

Langton blinked, "It turns out that His Majesty has already met Sister Sister!"

Teng Wu smiled, waved his hands, and turned to leave.

Surrounding the hall were windows with heavy curtains almost to the ceiling, with a small private terrace behind the curtains.Teng Wu would not have much fun at this kind of ball that the nobles flock to, but leaning on the balcony, hiding his figure into the darkness, and peeking into the hall through the drawn curtains, an interesting visual effect came out , as if he is an audience, looking at all kinds of people on the "screen".

Seeing the young man dressed as a knight approaching, the young lady thought she was being invited, and her face was slightly joyful.But the man stretched out his hand to the girl next to the lady, and the lady's face changed, and she was indifferent again.

Fearing that they would be regarded as wallflowers, some elderly noble ladies simply sat on chairs in the corner and chatted, with expressions of "I didn't want to dance in the first place".But if a man looked at them, they would put on a smug smile again.

People here, no matter whether they wear masks or not, the masks have been deeply attached to their faces, honed over the years and become their second skin.

King Richard only walked around the ball, talked to the Duke and Miss Langton, and left.Princess Una stayed behind, taking turns walking in the pool with one half-elderly elder after another, with a bright smile on her face, talking while jumping, her mouth and feet were not idle either.Teng Wu looked around, but found no trace of Lu Xiu.There are quite a few people with deep hair and deep eyes among the nobles, not to mention that Lu Xiu hides the mask he chose.

Not far away, Langdon was introducing his sister to Cass with a smile.Although he had already put on a mask, Teng Wu could see what Ophelia was thinking from the movement of her eyes.

According to Western culture, women often have a prominent position in court politics. A woman may be the wife of a certain Lord and also the lover of a certain Lord.The left and right hands reconcile this balance, and sometimes even the balance of the court is reconciled by women in this way.For example, Princess Una is surrounded by many important court officials, standing behind Lu Xiu, faintly contending with the current Crown Prince Cass.For Cass, it would also be a good thing if he could get the support of Langton, who had a huge fiefdom and a private army.

The next moment, Cass and Ophelia slipped onto the dance floor. In front of Cass, the girl behaved very well.Teng Wu smiled, she knew how to impress different men.

Teng Wu looked at Princess Una and Ophelia flying around on the dance floor, and suddenly felt that beautiful women themselves are natural political weapons. Needless to say, there was still an innocent expression on his face.

Curtains seem to be a tipping point.One step forward is the hustle and bustle and the aroma of rouge, one step back is the fragrance of flowers floating in the clear night breath.

Teng Wu took a few steps back and leaned against the stone railing, leaned back slightly, closed his eyes, and breathed deeply the smell of mist in the dark night, his long black hair fell outside the stone railing, blowing gently with the night wind. swing.

Suddenly there was a "crack", and a stone hit the guardrail and bounced a few times under Teng Wu's feet.Teng Wu turned around and looked down, only to see a masked man looking at him in the palace garden shrouded in darkness.

Teng Wu leaned on the stone railing with his elbows, resting his chin, and looked down expressionlessly.The mask covered the entire face, the eyebrows and eyes were drawn with shiny gold powder, and the corners of the mouth were drawn with curved lines with silver powder. The whole mask seemed to know everything but didn't say anything, just a cold smile.

The man seemed to really smile and waved at himself.

Teng Wu raised his eyebrows, looking for me?

Seemingly seeing Teng Wu's question, the man nodded, still waving unhurriedly.

Teng Wu turned his head to look at the lively hall, a dance music of the ground tiger had just ended, and men and women were standing on the dance floor and clapping their hands.What's next?I'm afraid it's still one song after another, which is very boring.Teng Wu turned his head back to look at the masked man in the garden again, with the corner of his mouth curled. In comparison, this scene is much more interesting.

Thinking about it, he supported the stone railing with his palms, raised his legs into the air, and jumped directly from the second floor.

The masked man didn't stop, and turned around when he saw Teng Wu jumping up.The lights in the hall spilled out, and in the dark palace garden, the gold and silver powder on the mask's face shone with light.

The man was walking in front, and Teng Wu followed behind, not wanting to catch up.There was a playful smile on Teng Wu's face, no matter what was ahead, what the man wanted him to see would definitely be more interesting than this dance.

The two shuttled back and forth in the garden, and they arrived at the corridor in a short while. The masked man was walking against the wind, the cloak behind him was fluttering with the wind, and he looked back from time to time, really like a ghost in the palace.

Teng Wu followed in silence without asking a word.Following the people in front, sometimes walking quickly, and sometimes dodging the night tour servant, in the dark night, he vaguely walked around to the Fenghui Hall that he had been to before.

In front of Fenghui's gate, several guards on duty either sat down on the ground, or leaned against the wall with their weapons in their hands, without exception, they closed their eyes and breathed calmly.

The masked man stood at the entrance of the Fenghui Palace, and let out a barely audible mocking sound.Teng Wu stopped behind him and saw him pointing to Fenghui Hall.

Teng Wu had been to this place before, and he walked up the steps lightly, looking at the fallen guards, he felt a little familiar.Teng Wu chuckled, if there was someone inside, maybe it was someone he knew!

After entering Fenghui Hall, Teng Wu quietly went up to the second floor, and before he finished the stairs, he heard a heavy sigh.His eyes slowly slid up from the edge of the stairs, and a familiar figure was facing away from him, facing a portrait on the wall—the smile of Queen Dulan was always so gentle and elegant.

"The god is back." The high priest said, "He never asked me why. Even if His Majesty asks, you don't have to worry, I did everything, and I will take responsibility."

Teng Wu listened, climbed to the ground of the second floor, dodged behind the thick pillars, and just looked at his own portrait on the wall.

"Everything is fine, Your Highness. Now that he has grown up, he will not be bullied again. His Majesty the Dragon God lives in the Karen Mansion, and he told His Highness his name. The Dragon God will protect His Highness." The voice of the chief priest came The empty wind returned to the hall, looking even older and hoarse.Teng Wu raised his eyebrows. Does telling the name have any special meaning?

The high priest was quiet for a moment, then shook his head, "You are always so kind, how could Una be willing? In the past year or so, they have done many things. Almost all the nobles in the royal palace in Greenland City have been won over by Una. Many people are on their side. That Lu Xiu is a hundred times more cunning than His Highness, and His Highness has the same pure personality as you."

Teng Wu blinked, and couldn't help poking his head out. It's true that the high priest was talking to a portrait. Why did it seem like he was having a question and answer with a real person?

The high priest sighed again, "There was nothing I could do back then. Una's knife has been pulled out, she killed you and wanted to kill your son. If I hadn't found a way to let the incense float to His Highness In front of him, I am afraid that His Highness will not live until now. If the person chosen by the Dragon God, no one believes that he will die halfway. I am willing to accept any punishment, Dulan, I have seen your son grow up, he eyes just like yours."

Teng Wu behind the pillar also closed his eyes and sighed silently.Since ancient times, there have been no servants who do not steal from their masters, and there are countless people in power who do private affairs in the name of gods.I should have known a long time ago, how could the noble priests who have been immersed in this country for decades hide from the power struggle?No matter what the reason is, determining the legitimacy of a country's heir is the highest manifestation of theocracy.

The hall became quiet again, and a gust of wind swirled around the Fenghui Hall, bringing over the cheerful music from a distance.The high priest turned his head to look at the sound, and sneered, "Look? Richard is still so unscrupulous, and your death day is three days away, but they are drinking and having fun, holding a dance to welcome Langton? Huh! This is Una Proposal! I knew that they would not miss any chance to make His Highness suffer."

"However, there won't be any more opportunities like this." The high priest said in a low voice, "Richard's body has been hollowed out by his debauchery, and the imperial doctor is helpless. I am afraid that this wayward monarch will not survive this winter. Wait, Your Highness." Once he ascends the throne, the whole situation will be settled. He will be a good and merciful king."

The high priest looked up at Queen Duran's beautiful face, "It's just that Richard, his portrait is not qualified to hang beside you. Dulan, he has no such qualifications! He doesn't even care to protect his wife and children, and he hasn't even been considered as a man. qualifications!"

Teng Wu touched his nose, could this be a forbidden love?

"I should go." The high priest said, "At this time next year, I will come to see you on your death day, neither earlier nor later. I will come and see you with Cass."

After another long silence, the high priest walked heavily towards the stairs, and went downstairs under Teng Wu's gaze.

The great priest left, but Teng Wu did not move.He once again looked at the portraits of Norwich King and the former Dragon God hanging side by side on the wall, and suddenly realized that it was not without reason that he was resurrected in this world.Maybe I belonged here originally, maybe the experience of being the president of the Evergreen Club is just a dream, maybe Teng Ning exists to bring me back here, back to the Canglong Kingdom, maybe... Teng Wu looked at Nuo Wei Na's familiar eyes in the dream, and the decisions made by ordinary people according to their own wishes are intertwined, and they become destiny, which is the imprint of this generation and this dynasty.In this world, gods can be ordinary people, and people can use their own wisdom to make decisions about gods.

When Teng Wu walked out from Fenghui Hall, the guards outside the gate looked at him in surprise, and then knelt down on the ground.Teng Wu didn't say anything, and walked back along the way he came. Although the guards were strange, they automatically attributed it to the manifestation of divine power.That's right, where does His Majesty the Dragon God want to go, will mortals see it?

Walking on the corridor, Teng Wu suddenly stopped, and a figure flashed in front of him, it was the masked man, a pair of eyes without any smile flashed on a sneering face with insight into the world.Teng Wu looked at him, continued to walk forward, and said coldly when passing by that person, "God, always stand on the side of the winner."

Teng Wu walked, thinking, isn't it?Who is the king of the country is different, and the gods are not always high above, accepting the offerings of the world?From a certain point of view, gods and ordinary people are the same, as long as they have food to eat, who cares who will be the Yellow Emperor?Lu Xiu, I know you are not reconciled, but that's not my business.