C7 Cymbidium

For the past few days, his body had been feeling very tired. In the daytime, he always felt tired, but not far from him, there was a woman in maid attire kneeling on the ground, whispering about the situation in the harem.

After listening for a while, Le Su Zhen's head felt heavy. He waved away a group of people and swayed back and forth until he collapsed. Seeing her pale face, Zilan asked carefully, "Is the princess not feeling well?" This servant will go ask for the female doctor. "

A short while later, a woman dressed in a light colored short-sleeved shirt came into the room carrying a medicine box. She first gave a bow outside, then took out a white porcelain pillow with a slight concave in the middle, and covered it with a soft cloth. "Princess, please enter."

The woman put her fingers on her wrist. After a while, she said, "Has the princess been sleeping at night?"

Le Su thought back and said, "Today, I have been dreaming all night long." Zilan raised her head and buried her face again.

The female doctor's brows were tightly knitted. She reached out her hand again and said, "From the pulse, the Princess's body is very healthy and strong. It must be the fatigue from overthinking. Princess, as long as you pay more attention and rest, nothing will happen."

After sending off the female doctor, Zilan looked at the sleeping Lesa on the bed, her heart filled with doubt. Why did the princess hide this from the female doctor just now?

Thinking about it carefully, during this period of time, the princess is in a coma almost every day, and it is hard to predict what she will say at night. Or rather, it could be said that the princess at night seems …

When night fell, Qin Sang Sang Sang woke up on time from the Chaos. Very good, this time there wasn't a strange man by his side, and he was also wearing clothes. She stood up and skillfully parted the curtain, waiting for someone to help her put it on.

As Zilan helped to tie up the sling, she asked gently, "Does the princess feel better?"

Qian Sang Sang was slightly surprised. As long as this palace maid who had always been by his side didn't ask, she would never say anything. "It's much better."

Zilan tied the ribbon around her waist into a beautiful knot and said, "Princess, I feel that what you said earlier in the day …" She paused for a moment, looked at Le Su without leaving a trace, and then continued, "This servant will do it as soon as possible."

Qian Sang Sang inwardly complained, how could I know what this body said during the day. After thinking for a long time, she finally opened her mouth and said, "Mmm."

Zilan's heart skipped a beat as her hands continued to tie the ornaments around her waist, "Princess, do you think Lady Wan Qing is a prince or a princess? If it were a girl, then the princess would have many sisters. "

Qian Sansa was stunned by the sudden appearance of the new name. From the sound of it, it was probably the princess' mother or stepmother. She rubbed her nose and said, "Brother and sister are fine with it."

With that, Qian Sang Sang discovered that Zilan was staring straight at her and couldn't help but take a step back. This was the first time she had seen this palace maid look at her in such a manner.

His intuition told him that the woman in front of him must have realized something. When he thought of this, Qian Sansa's face turned even paler. He couldn't help but take a few steps back, avoiding everyone's gaze.

Zilan's eyes flashed with countless emotions, finally calming down after struggling for a long time. She went forward to help Yue Susu with her hair and softly said, "Princess, your servant's mother named me Zilan because she wanted to take the essence of orchid from the heart."

Qian Sang Sang's heart was pounding. Did this Zilan know or not? Seeing that Qian Sang Sang's face was still stiff, Zilan retreated to the side and brewed a cup of hot tea for him.

The warmth from her palms eased up Sang Sang's nervousness. Seeing this, Chi Lan smiled and said nonchalantly, "Actually, this servant is very envious of the princess. There are two brothers above us." "Although each generation of the royal family only has two men and a woman, this servant only has one sister and no older brother."

Qian Sang Sang didn't know how to answer, and Zilan didn't mind either. It was as if someone knocked the conversation over, and she kept talking to Qian Sang Sang in a gentle and slow voice, allowing him to get a lot of information about his body. He spoke all night, all the way until the second before dawn. Before Qian Sang Sang lost his consciousness, Chi Lan and her looked at each other for a second. The emotions in her eyes were very complicated. It was as if her eyes had been dyed with the heaviest black color, and also had a hint of desire.

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The sacrifice of the imperial city was held once every three years. It was the most important ceremony in the country, begging for peace, begging for abundant dragon veins, begging for impurity to leave, begging for the protection of God. The eleven deer were hunted by the princes and the heirs of the eight noble families, who cut their skulls to collect a bowl of their blood. Then they filled it with grain, ashes, and gravel, the sacred water of the sacrificial offering, and brought it to the foot of the altar over Wang Ping's head.

Although the Sacrificial Pagoda was known as the Sacrificial Pagoda, it was built by the Yuan clan over a hundred zhang in height, and it was located at the center of the sacrificial altar at the height of nine hundred and ninety steps. As for Wang and the two princes, as well as the representatives chosen by the eight noble families, the four of them would have to take turns holding the holy water. As Wang and the two princes and the representatives chosen by the eight noble families would have to take turns holding the holy water.

And the final part of the sacrificial offering was the King who ascended the altar, personally handing the holy water over to the Holy Maiden, and the Holy Maiden holding the holy water in her hand and sprinkling it on the earth.

The one who ascended the sacrificial altar was a little unsteady, and was supported by Zi Yang, who also came up to support him. But Hu Hu heaved a sigh of relief. The Triennial Sacrifice was also a test for the Royal family. Finally, Wenren Chuchu handed the unsprinkled holy water to the king. Hu But then took a deep breath and accepted the holy water with both hands, then he walked towards Le Su in the middle of the altar.

Lesa looked at the holy water with an expressionless face, not showing any intention of taking it. However, with sweat beading on his forehead, the countless citizens below were all waiting. "Holy Maiden Zephyr."

The corners of Le Su's mouth twitched. She raised her delicate hand and pointed at Wenren Wu-Shuang, "I want him here."

"Stop messing around!"

Le Su raised her hand and hit the bowl in Ku Hu's hand, but was quickly dodged by someone else. Zi Yang also rushed forward to stop Yue Su, who was trying to knock over the holy water again. His mouth was filled with helplessness. "Sang'er, this isn't child's play."

Lesa stopped, the coldness in her eyes intensifying. "I've said I want him."

However, Hu was furious and anxious. However, he couldn't do anything about Le Su. After weighing the pros and cons, he could only place the holy water in his hand into the hands of Baili Wenren.

Wenren Chuchu held up the bowl and said in a neither light nor heavy tone, "Wang, this is against the ancestor's rules."

However, Hu Hu said, "The person who has achieved great feats has no problem, you can go."

Wenren Wu-Shuang didn't say anything further, and brought a bowl to him with one hand. "Please Saint Zephyr."

Le Su gritted her teeth as she stared at the relaxed man in front of her. "Kneel down."

"Please, Saint Zephyr."

Le Su was infuriated as he raised his hand to slap the human face. Baili Wenren raised his left hand to block Le Su as he said lightly, "Holy Maiden Ze Fu."

Not getting away with it, Le Su threw another round of Holy Water at the other party. A hint of impatience flashed across Baili Wenren's eyes. He lifted up his bowl with one hand and swung his other hand as if he was slashing at Lesa's shoulder.

Yue Su's internal organs were all in pain from the palm strike. Her expression became even more ferocious as the evil aura around her fully manifested. Without caring about anything else, she pounced towards Baili Wenren. Wenren Wu-shuang wanted to protect the holy water, so it was hard to avoid her. However, she was dragged by the front of her clothes by Le Su.

Zi Yangzi reacted and went forward to help. The four of them instantly curled up into a ball, and while pulling, someone touched the dragon carving. With a 'pa!' sound, the stone slab underneath Le Su's feet suddenly opened up. The only thing Le Su had time to do was to grab onto the lapels of Wenren Wu-Shuang's clothes and they disappeared from the altar in the blink of an eye. Zi Yang's clothes were still in a daze when the stone slab slammed shut.