Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 519 The So-called Goddess

The Frost Flower Goddess was never a specific person or god, it was more like a spirit, or a symbol.

Ye Zhifeng lowered his eyes silently. This was what the master told her when she first stepped into the Linggong.

The master said that there might really be a world in which there is a goddess named "Shuanghua", but the spirit palace has never enshrined such an ethereal deity in the past dynasties.

What they believe in is the power hidden behind the word "Shuanghua".

The clear moon is not broken by thick clouds, and pines and cypresses are not bent by frost and snow.

Northern Xinjiang is originally a place of bitter cold with short summer and long winter. There are 360 ​​days in a year, and there is not much greenery in the mountains for nearly 180 days.

Such a place cannot raise mulberry and weave cloth, nor can it grow too many grains to feed people.

In Hanze, silk and satin have always been the ultimate luxury, and it is very good for ordinary people to get one or two bolts of cotton and linen fine cloth.

There is also little new food on the table of the common people, especially in winter - most of them are poultry and livestock raised at home, and old food saved in old years.

Such days are hard enough, so they need such a quiet ray of moonlight, reflecting their way forward.

——When did Hanze believe in that elusive, beautiful goddess who couldn't see her face clearly for hundreds of years?
It has always been just a tenacious and tenacious vitality under the name of the god and named "Shuanghua".

The Saintesses of the Spirit Palace have never been the real "goddess" deities, they are just warlocks who have guarded the ray of frost and the vitality in the hearts of believers from generation to generation.

But now-

Now they want to personally destroy this belief that has led them forward for countless generations, and when they are really in danger, they turn their heads to worship that illusory god.

They have long forgotten the original belief in their hearts.

Ye Zhifeng raised the corners of her mouth in contempt, she felt that everything in front of her was extremely ridiculous.

She has always firmly believed that as long as the ray of frost in the hearts of the people is not extinguished, the luck of Hanze will last forever.

The fate of the country is exhausted, and it is Ye's national fortune that is exhausted, not Hanze, let alone northern Xinjiang.

The northern border will not be exhausted, and the Ye family is just such a small point that has been lucky enough to rule Hanze for a period of time in this long time.

So small that it is barely noticeable, sooner or later it will be submerged in this endless flow of time and be replaced by the next surname.

But Han Ze is different from Ye Shi.

The cold lake in her mind is the "Great Cold Lake", the land under their feet where thousands of creatures live, the continuous snow-capped mountains and endless pastures, the long sky, the clear moon, the cold wind, and the frost and snow— —

Alone is not the name of a country.

Alone cannot be the name of a country.

Therefore, she never cared about the fate of the Ye family, she only cared about the people of Hanze.

As long as the few remaining national fortunes will not be stolen by traitors, as long as this thing will not kill more innocent people in vain, then the name of the emperor in northern Xinjiang will have nothing to do with her.

It's just that she is the eldest princess of Hanze, and after all, she has the Ye family's surname on her head. Even if she doesn't care about the fate of the Ye family, she still has to miss the Ye family's ancestors and take into account a little "brother-sister relationship".

Until just now, the moment when dozens of assassins rushed out from the pasture.

She knew that Ye Tianlin wanted to abolish the Linggong, and she knew that they all wanted the military power left to her by her father.

But before that, she never thought that Ye Tianlin would be so impatient to kill her.

It was never expected that the foundation of Hanze Chaotang could rot to such an extent.

The girl's cold gaze slowly swept across the faces of the people in front of her, easily taking in their expressions.

Most of the people who can be entrusted by Ye Tianlin to make peace and important tasks are the mainstays of the court, at least they will not be those who are fledgling and unknown.

But all the way back and forth, what did she see in them?
Without the righteousness of the family and the country, and without the calm and self-restraint of being a minister of a dynasty, she only saw greed for life and fear of death, and stalking others.

She only knew that when they were indulging in the richness and prosperity of the Qianping capital, they never remembered for a moment the ordinary people who were far away in the cold lake, looking forward to the outcome of the peace talks, and worrying all day long.

She only knew that when they were negotiating peace, they ceded to those two border towns without blinking an eye.

It is true that it was Hanze's new king who gave birth to the unjust war.

Granted, they deserve to be honest about their mistake.

But the people living in those two border towns, aren't they the people of Hanze?

How could they have ceded those two cities so easily and without any sense of guilt or hesitation.

Ye Zhifeng raised his eyebrows and raised his hands, gently kneading his sore brows.

——Even if they had a moment of hesitation and hesitation that day, it wouldn't make her feel so chilled and uncomfortable.

Ye's country, Hanze's court, have rotted from the root.

She doesn't need to have any nostalgia anymore.

The girl closed her eyes and leaned against the car wall, silently listening to the crisp copper bells at the four corners of the car eaves.

The coachman calmed down and drove the carriage slowly through the small pasture that was three miles wide, and arrived in Longcheng safely under the escort of the Mu family's Qingqi.

The city was peaceful and happy as usual, the people still didn't know that their envoys had just waded through a bloody storm in the meadow outside the city, and Ye Zhifeng had no intention of spreading the panic.

He simply followed the crowd back to the Longcheng post house along the small road, and immediately went to find A Luo who was carried back one step after getting off the car.

At that time, most of the wounds on the little girl's shoulders had been treated, and the girl did not dare to disturb the busy doctors in the room, so she had to leave the room lightly, and turned to the courtyard, circling in circles anxiously.

"It turns out that His Highness came here." The black-clothed boy who took off his silver armor bowed his hands to Ye Zhifeng, with a gentle and distant smile on his face, "Why didn't I see your figure outside?" .”

"Mr. Zhan." Ye Zhifeng couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then she came back to her senses and hurriedly returned the gift, "I haven't thanked you for saving my life yet, this time, thank you very much."

"Your Highness is serious." Zhan Mingxuan rolled his eyes, "It is Mingxuan's duty to escort His Highness and your envoy Anping back to Hanze Imperial Capital."

"You don't have to be so polite."

"How could it be?" Ye Zhifeng folded his hands in a cold etiquette, "If there is no son to rescue him with all his strength, Zhifeng would have died at the hands of the assassin."

"Just now..." The girl pursed her lips, her voice paused slightly, and she subconsciously looked back at the busy scene in the house, "I'm more worried about Arlo."

"My lord, do you know what's going on with her?"

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I have already asked for you when I came," Zhan Mingxuan lowered his brows in response, "Miss A Luo is fine, but she has lost a lot of blood and needs to rest for a while."

"The soft armor on her body hit the tip of the sword. Although the sword pierced through her shoulder blade, it didn't hurt her vitals; in addition, the sword was not poisoned at all, and the pill you fed her was very good protected the girl's heart..."

"So, although Miss Aluo lost blood and fainted, her life is not in danger."

　The Holy Maiden is going to fuck Yip

　　
　
(End of this chapter)