At the banquet, everyone was dumbfounded, looking at the suddenly manifested Jinbei.
Qin Wushuang himself was taken aback. After a long while, he took a breath, and said in secret: No wonder the father, who has always been steady, suddenly believed in some destiny, it turns out that there is something mysterious in it!
She calmed her breath and said calmly, "Jin Bei had already manifested in the ancestral temple. If it weren't, I wouldn't bring it-as if I really couldn't get married."
While joking to ease the panic and embarrassment, he carefully stretched out his hand to the restless Jinbei.
The fingertips trembled slightly.
Picking up Jinbei, Qin Wushuang remained silent, turned over and looked, and saw that there was no small animal in the shell. He was a little frightened but also secretly joyful-with this'miracle' around him, Han Shaoling waited. I will definitely pay more attention to it.
She smiled shyly and generously: "My ancestors protected me from Qinzhou, and they did perform miracles from time to time. It seems that the ancestors treated King Hanzhou..."
Before he finished speaking, I saw that Jin Bei suddenly jumped up again and landed on the desk, erected the shell very firmly, and shook it left and right at her.
That vivid appearance made everyone can't help but make up for the appearance of an old man looking at Qin Wushuang seriously, shaking his head dissatisfied.
Han Shaoling narrowed her eyes slightly, and reached out to grab it.
I saw that Jin Bei suddenly jumped back like a god of avoiding plague.
Han Shaoling: "..."
The Baizhou sisters couldn't help but laughed out: "No way, Queen Qin, your ancestors seem to be very dissatisfied with King Hanzhou!"
The first son of Pingzhou responded quickly and hurriedly said: "The ancestors of the Qin family, do you think that the Queen of Qin and the King of Hanzhou are not suitable? Are you in the match, is there someone else?"
Jin Bei slowly nodded at him.
Everyone: "..."
Qin Wushuang was completely confused.
In this world, there is indeed the technique of divination, deduction and prediction, and all the saints of the Temple of Heaven use the technique of the great heaven to ask the heaven and the earth, which is extremely efficacious. It's just that the divulging of the heavenly chance encounters the backlash of the heavenly condemnation, so in addition to the major events that switch the life and death of the whole realm, the Temple of Heaven will not perform such great techniques at will.
Everyone knows that the Jinbei of Qinzhou has been enshrined in the ancestral temple. It has been enshrined by incense for thousands of years. It is not surprising that it is truly connected to the gods—in fact, with so many eyes staring at it, there is no slightest in broad daylight. The possibility of fraud.
This is very embarrassing.
"Ahaha, ahaha," Bai Shizi said with a smile to Jin Bei, "Old ancestor, look, don't you match me?"
Jinbei ignored him at all.
It thumped and lay in the middle of the desk, like an old birthday star who was sleeping halfway through the conversation.
Sang Yuanyuan sincerely put forward her suggestion: "The Queen of Qin, my ancestors probably wanted to tell you not to be fascinated by other things. When you marry, the most important thing is to be happy. Marry someone you like. I'll let my life down. Otherwise, look at it again?"
I saw that Jin Bei swayed and stood up again, nodding firmly.
Qin Wushuang: "I..."
She suddenly choked up.
Staring at Ancestor Bei for a moment, she said in a low voice: "King Hanzhou, if there is no Jin Bei, would you still choose me?"
Han Shaoling is gloomy: "... Yes."
Besides bite the bullet, does he have other options
I can’t say in public that he decided to marry Qin Wushuang because of this Jin Bei, right? Although everyone knows that this is the case.
Qin Wushuang smiled bitterly: "That's fine. King Hanzhou, hire another day. I really want to marry you."
Han Shaoling didn't care about being shameless anyway, and at this moment there was only this annoying Jin Bei in his heart. At this moment, if you ask him what his mood is, it is probably the kind of awkwardness when he uses sweet words to deceive the girl while being seen through by his parents-in-law.
He nodded and said, "Okay. You take Jin Bei back."
The smile on Qin Wushuang's lips was even more bitter.
"Ancestor," she said with her palms together, "King Hanzhou is my favorite person. I have decided to marry him, and I hope my ancestors will protect me."
Jin Bei nodded unwillingly.
Then, it pointed at Qin Wushuang and Han Shaoling with a pointed corner, and then took a step back firmly.
Its movements are really too clever, and everyone present can tell at a glance. It means, you live your life, don't pull me down.
"Ancestor, don't you want Jinbei to be gifted to King Hanzhou?" Qin Wushuang asked.
Jinbei nodded.
Qin Wushuang was a little dizzy: "Then... I will invite you back to the ancestral temple, how about?"
"Qin Wushuang!" Han Shaoling roared lowly.
Jinbei shook his head.
Qin Wushuang no longer knew what she was feeling at this moment, she murmured: "Could it be that you want Qinzhou to cooperate with which other state and country?"
As soon as this remark came out, Han Shaoling immediately opened his eyes, patted his hands on the edge of the bamboo canal again, and said angrily: "Qin Wushuang, you have figured it out clearly! I, Hanzhou, will never be insulted by this! I am not yours either. No, I don’t necessarily see this golden shell! If you give it to someone else, you can marry someone else too!"
Hearing what he said, Qin Wushuang was really frustrated.
She fixed her eyes at Han Shaoling, and said slowly: "King Hanzhou, even if Jinbei chooses the son of the prefecture, I don't have to marry. Who I want to marry is up to me. You don't want to marry. I, I don’t have to rely on you."
She turned to Jin Bei and respectfully said: "Ancestor, please give us guidance."
Seeing that Jinbei stretched out with satisfaction, leaped and ran away towards Sang, leaped high, and leaped on her body.
Sang Yuan jumped for a'scare', and he held the Jinbei that was rubbing against her with his hand, and placed it in his palm.
"This... Queen Qin, I can't marry you! I'm also a woman, really." She hurriedly stated her position, and while she said, she also put on a posture of avoiding suspicion, trying to put that Jin Bei back on the table.
However, it seemed to have fallen on her, stuck to her fingers, and couldn't shake it off.
Everyone looked at Sang Yuan Yuan tossing his hands around, flicking and rubbing, and that Jin Bei was just sticking to her.
Sang Yuanyuan's beautiful little face was flushed in anxiousness, and she flicked and flicked, and that Jinbei rolled around on her hands like a ball, just not leaving her half an inch.
Qin Wushuang: "...Don't throw away Sang Yuan!"
Simply crazy!
Sang raised those big black and white eyes far away and looked at Qin Wushuang innocently.
Qin Wushuang sighed: "Daughter Sang, don't refuse any more, just accept it. The ancestors like you and want us to have a good relationship with Sangzhou."
Everyone stared at Jin Bei in Sang Yuan's hand.
I saw this thing as if it had found its owner, rubbing her finger very affectionately, and the golden light flashed and flashed again.
Qin Wushuang murmured and repeated: "Our ancestors wanted us to make good friends with Qinzhou and Sangzhou..."
Under the eyes of all the ancestors, how could Qin Wushuang dare to have any objections
She stared at Qin Shizi on the side in a daze.
Qin Shizi stayed longer than her. At this moment, looking at the fairy-like Sang Yuan who was holding Jinbei in his hand, Qin Shizi's face had quietly turned red.
"Brother..."
Qin Shizi jumped up with a spirit: "The ancestors chose a pure and kind person like Sang Wangnu. This is also the blessing of our Qinzhou! From now on, Qinzhou and Sangzhou will be brother states, and they have been good friends for generations! As long as Wang Sang's daughter has any needs, she can just speak to me! As long as I Qin Wuliang can do it, I will be gracious, and I will not hesitate!"
He patted his chest and made a bold statement.
"Since it was the order of the ancestors, that Jinbei was gifted to Sangzhou, and I hope that the prince will not refuse again!" Qin Wuliang, the son of Qin, said more sincerely than Qin Wushuang.
Sang looked at Jin Bei quietly lying in his palm, hesitated for a moment: "Then I am disrespectful."
The Qin brothers and sisters nodded together.
Sang looked at Han Shaoling again, with a rather embarrassed smile: "King Hanzhou, look at this..."
Han Shaoling was already stunned.
Just now, when he saw the non-mortal woman being entangled by the elf-like Jinbei, he felt like a thunder rolling in his heart. He only sighed that such a miraculous woman made her escape from his arms. It is really life. The biggest regret.
Jin Bei chose Sang Yuan, which is actually a very good thing for Han Shaoling.
It won't hurt his face, and... If he succeeds in earning Sang Yuan in his bag in the future, wouldn't this Jin Bei return to his hands
Thinking about this, Han Shaoling couldn't help laughing heartily: "The Qin Shizi is right. The Sangwang daughter is pure and kind. It is true that the ancestors of the Qin family are so blue-eyed! This is a good thing, and I would like to add some congratulations. , I wish Qinzhou and Sangzhou get married."
With him taking the lead, the rest of the people also echoed, more or less some gifts to express their feelings.
Those princes who had the same idea as Han Shaoling gave a great gift, just to leave a good impression in Sang Yuanyuan's heart before the official start of the competition.
Sang far collected a lot.
"Since the Queen of Qin has no intention of me, how can I force it." Han Shaoling smiled readily and put the red acacia in the bamboo trough in front of him, saying, "Everyone, continue."
At this moment, in addition to Sang Yuanyuan and You Wuming, there were three other couples who were in pairs on the banquet.
Seeing the flowing water banquet was about to end, Sang Bujin sweated out of his forehead anxiously.
This is the third time Yun Xuzhou picks up and throws flowers.
"Sang Shizi," Zhao Shizi, who was sitting next to Sang Bukin, couldn't help but persuade, "The regent does not want you to pick up her flowers, so don't try to get it up anymore, and give us one too. Chance?"
I really haven't seen such a shameless face.
Sang Bujin's voice became anxious, turned his head and said to Sang Yuanyuan: "Sister, what do you mean by her!"
Sang Yuanyuan had a terrible headache. She knew that she had to force Sang Bu to take this step, or else his road to chasing his wife might not end.
"Maybe the regent has hit someone else, or brother, don't pick it up next time and see if it will fall into other people's hands?" Sang Yuanyuan suggested.
"How is it possible!" Sang Bujin was so angry that his nostrils smoked, "She is like me, do you want to marry someone else!"
Sang Yuanyuan said quietly: "Then you will tell people that you and the regent are already like that?"
Sang Bujin immediately blushed: "Naturally not! I, how am I the kind of despicable villain!"
"Then it's over?" Sang spread his hands far away.
Seeing that, Yun Xuzhou once again threw away the other half of the orange acacia that was picked up by Sang Buqin.
The waiter is ready to withdraw the banquet.
Sang Bu nearly held the half flower in his hand, and was reluctant to throw it away.
Not long after, the half thrown by Yun Xuzhou drifted down the river and floated in front of him.
Suddenly, Sang Bujin was blessed to the soul. He picked it up, gritted his teeth and pedaled, strode around the small half of the table, and rushed to Yun Xuzhou, forcibly tying the flower into the man’s hair and pulling her. , Said: "Ha! It's time to go to Fengtian High Platform!"
"Finally, it looks like a man." Yun Xuzhou snorted lazily.
All the royal families all booed their hearts.
…
The running water banquet is over.
A group of royal men and women followed Han Shaoling and walked towards Fengtian High Platform, which stands at the highest point of the royal city.
Han Shaoling deliberately lags a few steps behind, wanting to go far in parallel with Sang.
However, she didn't even look at him at all.
She had put Jin Bei away properly, and now she was talking to the guard next to her with a smile, and the icy blue acacia flowers in her hair swayed from time to time to contrast with the half of the guard pinned on the skirt of her clothes.
Han Shaoling squinted his eyes, and for a long while, a sneer floated on the corners of his lips, heading towards Fengtian Gaotai.
Fengtian High Platform is located to the north of Wangcheng. It is a square black platform with a height of more than 30 feet.
Under the leadership of Han Shaoling, a group of young talents from the royal family began to ascend.
The prince of Baizhou was not able to sell herself successfully, and the boss was unhappy, she couldn't help but was unlucky to find Sang Yuan, and said: "Prince sang, you bring a civilian up, I'm afraid it is out of courtesy!"
At this moment, Sang Yuanyuan was happily climbing the tower side by side with You Wuming. Hearing this, he suddenly refused to agree, and turned around and said: "My husband is a man descended from the sky, he can fly and can stand with him. It’s the blessing that you have cultivated in your eight lifetimes. He doesn’t dislike you. What else do you have to talk about."
The White Queen: "..." Seeing Sang Yuanyuan's eyes, she looked at someone with a mental retardation.
Yun Xuzhou laughed loudly and rewarded the prince of Baizhou: "It's your shit! So much nonsense, can you get married!"
The White Queen: "..."
After a stick of incense, everyone finally followed the winding dragon road to the top of Fengtiantai. There is no shelter nearby, and the wind is particularly strong.
The White Queen murmured to others behind her in a low voice: "Good intentions are not rewarded, you wait for a good show! Only the royal family can participate in the Fengtiantai ceremonial ceremony. I dare to pack a ticket. Han Shaoling will definitely take the opportunity to get rid of this wild man!"
Han Shaoling walked to the stage.
In the middle of Fengtiantai, there is a huge eight-legged bronze incense burner.
There is a bronze archway behind the furnace with many exotic animals carved on it, which is hideous and simple. Downstairs is the sacrificial table.
The ceremony began.
The priests in white clothes sent the offerings to the high platform, stood under the last step, and entrusted the golden plates to Han Shaoling one by one.
Han Shaoling took the offerings, placed them on the sacrifice table in order, and then lit the incense.
In the eight-legged bronze incense burner, the flames rose to the sky, and the cigarettes curled up, as if it could reach the ninety-nine heaven.
After doing this, Han Shaoling walked slowly to the front of the high platform and began to silently recite the sacrificial inscriptions to pray for blessings.
Han Shaoling prayed in a low voice in front of him, and Sang could not help pulling at You Wuming's cuff and whispering to him.
"Will you bring your people to sacrifice to heaven?"
"of course."
She was a little unbelievable, and turned her head to look at him: "Will you say the last hour's prayer so honestly? I don't believe it."
You Wuming raised his eyebrows, turned his head, and said lowly to her, "No one can hear what I am saying anyway."
"Puff."
Well, as far as the ceremony is concerned, it is completely fine.
She suddenly wanted to follow him to sacrifice to heaven.
Seeing him standing in front seriously, whispering, she secretly threw some'kelp' on him, and listened to what he was talking about.
Sang Bujin came over.
He said uncomfortably: "Seven or eight people have come to me to beg me for a while. I said you have promised someone, but you don't believe it. If you believe it, you will also argue."
Sang Yuanyuan smiled and said, "I want to fight for Jinbei."
"They are so beautiful!" He leaned closer, "Little sister, are you and the ancestor of the Qin family, is there something tricky about you and the ancestor of the Qin family?"
Sang Yuanyuan smiled mysteriously: "I won't tell you!"
Over there, Han Shaoling finally finished praying.
After doing some additional rituals, he took out the incense, and asked everyone to step forward to light them, put them in the incense burner, and complete the ceremony.
"Li Cheng. Hard work, everyone." Han Shaoling nodded with a smile.
Sang Yuanyuan and You Wuming finished their incense, and were about to go downstairs.
Suddenly, Han Shaoling stopped him very politely.
She looked at him suspiciously.
"I'm sorry, the daughter of Sang." Han Shaoling smiled, but his tone was as cold as a knife, "Fengtian Gaotai, except for the royal family, everyone who steps on foot is a sacrifice. The rules are like this, the royal daughter is not strange."
"You mean him?" She pointed to You Wuming.
You Wuming raised his eyebrows and looked back lazily.
"He is my fiancé, can't he?" Sang Yuan asked seriously.
Han Shaoling smiled evilly, leaned forward, and said in a low voice: "That's naturally... sin plus one grade."
He leaned back his tall body, and said with a serious face: "Sang Shizi, please take the prince off the high platform first. If the rules are like this, I can't help."
The Baizhou sisters happily leaned forward to nosy.
"Daughter Sang, didn’t I just persuade you just now? How can I bring a lowly commoner to the high platform of Fengtian? Oh, you don’t listen, and you want to scold me. It’s really good for me to be a donkey’s liver and lungs. Your lover is going to lose his head!"
Another White Queen sighed regretfully: "It may not be a bad thing? The Sang Queen has now won the Qinzhou Jinbei and the oath of alliance. In these eighteen states, there are very hot people. There is Jinbei as a dowry, who I don’t care how many times you have been married, do you! Just change to a better one!"
Qin Wushuang's mindset turned extremely fast. Hearing this, he stood up in front of Sang Yuan and sneered at the two white queens: "Sang Wang's appearance and temperament, even Jinbei from Qinzhou without me, is worth the ten. The best man from the eight states comes to match, is it your turn to beak!"
Er Bai: "..." Where is the Qin Wushuang who ridiculed earlier? It's not necessary to shoot the ancestor's flattery to have such a true feeling, right
"Didn't you just beg her against her just now!"
Qin Wushuang concealed his mouth in horror: "The White Queen, you can't talk nonsense. I met with the Sang Queen and we talked about happy topics. It's clear that you will be wrong!"
Erbai: "..."
Sister Baizhou's head is really not good.
The relationship between the royal family is the same as that between the state and the state, or the old saying-there are no permanent friends and enemies, only permanent interests.
Today, the Huangfu clan in the east of Qinzhou is staring at him, and Jizhou in the south has fallen into the hands of secluded life.
Can be described as embarrassed on all sides.
Qinzhou is eager to win over a powerful partner to fight the impending storm.
Even Jin Bei offered sacrifices, showing how urgent the King of Qinzhou was.
At this time, since the ancestors guided Qinzhou and Sangzhou, the Qin family would naturally spare no effort to stand on the same line with Sangzhou. Even if Sang Yuan was looking at Han Shaoling at the moment, Qin Wushuang would only laugh and praise'a match made in heaven'.
Han Shaoling was anxious to commit the crime, impatiently listening to these women's words.
He took a step forward and politely smiled at the princes: "The dinner is ready, everyone please—"
Use your body to drive people.
The White Queen was determined to watch a good show, and said: "King Hanzhou, you just take care of your affairs, don't pay attention to me. Our Baizhou sacrifices to the sky are all life sacrifices, and I have been used to blood for a long time."
"Yeah." Han Shaoling turned to Sang Yuanyuan and said, "Daughter Sang, the rules must not be broken."
Sang Yuan is weak, pitiful and helpless: "Do you have to kill my husband? What if I want to live and die with him?"
You Wuming was already about to have an attack. Seeing that the actor was acting again, he couldn't help but touched his forehead with a finger in annoyance, and looked at her with a headache, looking helplessly indulgent.
Sang Bujin frowned and stood up: "King Hanzhou, is this your way of hospitality?"
Yun Xuzhou sighed: "King Hanzhou, let's forgive and forgive others. Today everyone is happy, there is no need to make trouble so ugly."
Fighting here will do no harm.
Han Shaoling said: "Sang Shizi, the regent, the rules cannot be abolished. Han definitely does not mean to neglect his neighbors at all. Please leave the stage for a banquet. After finishing the last step of the sacrifice, I will apologize to you, wine, and punishment. !"
Han Shaoling slowly drew his sword, staring at You Wuming with sharp eyes.
This person, how he looks so unpleasant. Regardless of whether this person and Sang Yuan are struggling, they must take the opportunity to get rid of today.
With a glimpse of his eyes, he said to Sang Yuanyuan: "Wang daughter, please get away."
"No—" Sang Yuan said, "I want to live and die with him! Even if I die, I will never let you hurt him if I jump from here!"
You Wuming: "..." She was afraid that she drank too much just now.
Thinking of the things she pestered him to do last time when she was drinking too much, his heartbeat became much faster, and he didn't want to delay any longer.
The White Queen smiled: "Wang Wangnu, didn't you say that your husband is a celestial man and can fly? Otherwise, you can let him fly away with wings, so as not to kill him."
"Yes!" Sang looked at her with a smile from a distance, "Thank you for reminding me."
Han Shaoling suddenly remembered what she said to herself yesterday, which was funny and headache.
Until now, he still firmly believes that Sang is far from falling in love with others. Everything she did was just because she was jealous. It's no wonder that Han Shaoling was arrogant and grew up, but any woman of the right age would be fascinated by him. , Has long been accustomed to him not knowing the height of the sky.
How can he allow others to get involved with the woman he is fond of? ! The Albizia flower on the two of them is like a poisonous thorn, pierced in his heart. If it is not pulled out, he will be uneasy day and night.
It just so happened, take this opportunity to let her see what is the strength of the Seventh Heaven in the Lingyao Realm!
Han Shaoling concentrated his energy, determined to use the strength of slaying cows to cruelly kill this rookie chicken, and capture Sang Yuan's mind in one fell swoop.
The Jin Lingyun exploded, covering the sword like a substance. Murderous lock, ready to do it.
"King Hanzhou," Sang Yuanyuan suddenly put away his smile and said with a serious face, "Today we are here to be guests, not to fight, you want to fight, next time you have the opportunity to fight hard. If you don't want to Leave me and husband for dinner, then we will leave."
"Fly away?" Han Shaoling laughed.
While speaking, Sang Yuanyuan had already walked gently to the edge of the high platform.
Han Shaoling's face changed slightly: "Come down, there is danger there."
She smiled sweetly, waved to You Wuming, then spread her arms, leaped backward, and floated out from the high platform like a butterfly.
Han Shaoling was shocked and rushed towards the edge of the high platform.
Where can I catch it
Sang Yuanyuan’s ice blue gauze and Wufa were flying in the wind together. Although his figure was extremely light, he only stayed in the air for a moment before falling straight down!
The people on the high platform all took a breath, rushed to the edge, looking at this stunning beauty who was falling quickly in horror.
She is still laughing, her body is like an ice blue butterfly, falling, falling... There is no rescue at all!
Just when everyone's mind was blank, a gale suddenly blew above their heads.
I saw a pair of burning wings appearing in the field of vision incomparably cool.
The fire wing flapped in the wind twice, leaving behind a trace of flames, and immediately swept straight down like an arrow, embracing the soft ice-blue body into his arms.
She embraced his neck and smiled at him so badly.
The flames rustled in the wind, and Wuming's figure was sharp and sharp. With the help of the wind, he slapped the fire wings twice, and then swept flatly.
"Brother, sister-in-law—" Sang Yuanyuan said with a smile in a clear voice, "Let’s go one step ahead, see you at the big wedding—"
The pair of gorgeous flame wings burned everyone's eyes. In the sound of air-conditioning, the two took advantage of the wind to fly straight over the city, leaving only a bright flame mark in the air.
"It really flies, flies, flies away..." The White Queen rolled her eyes and fainted in her sister's arms.
Short-lived has long been waiting outside the king's city.
Seeing my owner like a big flaming moth on fire, flying out of the city wall, his nose was short-lived and happy, and he kept digging.
You Wuming held Sang far away, landed on Short Life's back, and swept towards the east.
Sang Yuanyuan thought he was going to return to Youzhou, but after You Wuming went around, he sneaked into a prostitute.
"There is still one good thing to do."
He smiled badly.