Unruly Xiaohuangxian: God asks for a hug

Chapter 102 The Scene Is Somewhat Familiar
She couldn't help feeling a little annoyed. Bu Kangyu must have been lying, he was no expert at all, and it was all his bluffing.Or was the person already here, but he was just too ordinary to be found in the crowd, and she didn't recognize him at all?

Thinking of this possibility, Ming Qing's eyes widened, and he searched below, trying to find an expert who looked like a national teacher.

At this time, the master of ceremonies who presided over the sacrifice to heaven raised his shrill and high-pitched voice, and announced loudly: "The ceremony of worshiping heaven is over."

The altar is extremely high, built up by hundreds of steps of green granite. Bu Kangyu led all the officials and stood on the high platform. His civil and military officials stood on the steps in order of rank.In the square where the altar is located, the third floor and the outer three floors are all guards of the imperial city with heavy troops in hand.

At a glance, Ming Qing saw Zhu Cheng walking among the imperial guards, and it was not difficult to see that he was the one in charge of the guards.

With the words of the master of ceremonies at the end of the ceremony, eight bronze bells placed around the altar rang at the same time. The sound was majestic, thick and deafening.

However, until the bell fell, none of the people present took any action.

Only Bu Kangyu, who was originally in the leading position, actually moved to the side after the bell rang.

Bu Kangyu is the Emperor of Nanyang, yet he retreated from the throne and took the initiative to take the sidelines. What does this mean?
The voice of the master of ceremonies was heard again, his voice was more penetrating than before, Ming Qing had every reason to believe that everyone present could hear it.Not only that, the voice of the master of ceremonies was full of excitement, awe, trembling and sincerity, showing extreme respect for the person he spoke of.

He only heard him say: "The national teacher is here."

Sure enough, Ming Qing was not mistaken, the person who came was Nanyang Guoshi.

She has always heard that Nanyang National Teacher's status is detached, above the royal family, truly above ten thousand people, below no one.Moreover, he successfully led the Nanyang Kingdom to the position of the most powerful country, and was deeply loved by the people of Nanyang.

seeing is believing.

Ming Qing saw with her own eyes how the officials in Nanyang respected this supreme national teacher.

The sedan chair carried by 16 people walked over without haste, followed by eight maids on the left and right, dressed in white clothes, wearing bamboo hats, and covering their faces with white gauze, so mysterious that people could not see their true faces clearly.

The sedan chair is elegant and luxurious, with light white gauze as the tent and warm sea pearls as chains, hanging on three sides of the sedan chair, making soft and crisp sounds as the bearers walk, while the front is only densely covered with a layer of The sea pearls are the curtain, which can be seen jingling, and the figure of the woman inside can be vaguely seen.

Wherever the sedan chair passed, everyone knelt down and saluted to show their admiration for the national teacher.

Ming Qing clearly saw the expressions on the faces of those kneeling on the ground, all of them were sincere and respectful.

It's just the scene in front of me, so familiar, as if I've seen it before.In my impression, the only difference is that the worshipers are different, and the people here are more respectful.

While thinking, the sedan chair of the national teacher has reached the bottom of the steps. According to the etiquette, those who are not qualified cannot step on the steps, because each step represents a person's status.

Therefore, at this point, the sedan chair fell, and the maids following behind immediately came forward, one on the left and one on the left, and raised the bead curtain.

The person sitting dignifiedly inside stretched out his slender hand and put it on the hand of another maid who came forward, and with the strength of her arm, he got off the sedan chair.

Dressed in a white dress that flutters like a fairy, elegant and dusty, although it is also covered by a white gauze, but the cold and arrogant temperament of the whole body cannot be blocked by a white gauze.

She has a slender figure, like a weak willow supporting the wind, but she gives off a stern aura.

What Bu Kangyu said was right, her cultivation was very high, at least above her, because she couldn't see her cultivation clearly at all.Moreover, this national teacher is not a mortal at all, and there is a faint immortal energy around her, which is clearly only possessed by the immortals in the immortal world.

Without squinting, she led the sixteen waitresses up the steps step by step, gracefully and gracefully, which was indescribably moving.

However, wherever she passed, there was a crowd of kneeling, no one could see her slim figure, or in other words, no one dared to look up at her except Bu Kangyu who stood on the commanding height.

That's right, among the many rumors about the national teacher, only her deeds can be heard, but no one dares to comment on her appearance.

Presumably no one has seen her true face.

Ming Qing's eyes fell on the national teacher. She had guessed a lot before, what kind of person the national teacher is, she thought most of them were old people, or dignified and decent middle-aged people, but she never expected her It turned out to be a young woman.

Unfortunately, she couldn't see her face.

With curiosity, she scratched Ming Qing's heart.Ming Qing thought about it, and parted the corners of her mouth. The corners of her lips moved slightly, and she chanted a simple mantra, and then looked expectantly in the direction of the national teacher again.

The national teacher has reached the end of the steps, only two steps away from standing on the altar.

Suddenly, a gust of breeze blew by, and the robes of the national teacher fluttered, making her look even more ecstatic, and her veil was also blown away by the wind, revealing her true face that she never showed, not only intentionally or unintentionally, she was blown by the veil When she opened, she happened to turn her head, and behind her was where Ming Qing was.

Looking back for a moment, Ming Qing's gaze happened to meet her.

Ming Qing opened her mouth wide in astonishment, sat up in an instant, stared at her closely, trying to see her more clearly, however, the national teacher had already stretched out her hand and put down the blown veil.

However, with just one glance, Ming Qing was able to determine who she was.

That bland face, the face that often cried and showed a cowardly and timid expression, the face that stared at her family god with admiring eyes from time to time, at this time there was no timid and cowardly appearance in the past.

Now she has to suspect that the approach at the beginning was purposeful, maybe everything in Ink City has something to do with her.

Ming Qing has no intention of watching the next thing at all, she just wants to find Lost and tell him about it.

She took a deep look at the national teacher who was worshiped by everyone on the altar, jumped up, turned around and flew towards the harem.

However, halfway through the flight, she suddenly found that her body was getting heavier and heavier, and began to fall straight down. She silently chanted the magic spell, trying to stabilize her body, but found that it was useless.

Her heart was beating suddenly, and a sense of uneasiness and anxiety spread in her consciousness. She quickly formed a seal with her hands, and hit the ground with one palm. With the help of the recoil force, she landed safely without falling beyond recognition.

She forced herself to calm down, and looked around where she landed, it was just an ordinary palace, nothing unusual.

(End of this chapter)