Behind the imperial chariot was another carriage, inside which sat the three princes Duanmu Jinhong, Duanmu Yankang and Duanmu Ruifeng.
Duanmu Yankang climbed to the front and looked at Duanmu Qingchen in front of him with admiration: "Brother Crown Prince is different today than usual."
Duanmu Ruifeng also crawled over and huddled together with Duanmu Yankang: "Father has asked the Crown Prince to preside over the ceremony this year. This means that the Crown Prince will inherit the throne."
Duanmu Jinhong sat behind them with a gloomy face. Emperor Cheng asked the crown prince to preside over the ceremony, and everyone could see that Emperor Cheng was planning to give up the throne.
"The prince is going to be the emperor! Then we are the princes! We can finally leave the palace!" Duanmu Yankang was more excited than ever. He immediately hooked his arm around Duanmu Ruifeng's neck and raised his eyebrows to him, "We can go ask Fu Mingsu about where is the most fun place, ok?"
Duanmu Ruifeng also smiled with a blushing face. Being able to go out and have fun has always been their desire.
Duanmu Jinhong remained silent and stared coldly at the towering black figure in front of him that seemed to be embedded in the blue sky.
"Long live the prince, long live the prince!" Shouts rose and fell as the guard of honor moved forward. At the end of the guard of honor followed the civil and military officials.
They were also dressed in formal attire, with solemn expressions and holding special jade plates in their hands, moving forward in an orderly manner with the entire convoy. But there was only one person among them who knew that a huge change would take place today. This huge change would bring about earth-shaking changes in the entire Qian Dynasty tomorrow!
When the mighty guard of honor went up the mountain, the common people followed behind happily went to the temple fair at the foot of Guosi Mountain. In a blink of an eye, the temple fair venue was filled with a sea of people, which was a more lively scene than the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival.
Lian Youyou, Lin Tingjun and He Shiqi went to the temple fair together. Heiyan stood on He Shiqi's shoulder. When he saw the head, he decided to leave. Lian Youyou also asked him to go up the mountain to keep an eye on Fu Fukun. The Fu family and that Gongzi Hong were getting closer and closer.
He was a black cat, and no one would notice him when he went up the mountain.
"Aqi, how long has it been since you last bought anything?" Lian Youyou asked He Shiqi.
He Shiqi really looked like he was thinking seriously: "If I were Youchuan... well... I probably haven't bought anything in my life."
“Pfft.” Lian Youyou couldn’t help laughing and turned to look at Lin Tingjun. Lin Tingjun thought for a moment: “So, being a god is really not fun. When I was Lin Tingjun, bargaining was a very interesting thing.”
He Shiqi was still thinking deeply: "When I was He Shiqi, my family was poor and we had to save every penny. When I could buy a candied haws, my heart would be filled with happiness..." He Shiqi couldn't help but touch his chest. That kind of extremely satisfying happiness was something he had never felt when he was Youchuan. He didn't expect that a mortal could be moved by such a small sense of happiness.
Lian Youyou turned around and gave them a sweet smile, hooked her finger at them, turned around and strode into the temple fair, her bright dress fluttering with her brisk steps.
Lin Tingjun looked at Lian Youyou with a gentle gaze, and a warm smile appeared on the corners of his lips, as if just by looking at her back filled with a trace of happiness, his world was filled with sunshine. As that person, he was not worthy of loving her, because loving her should make her happy. But what he did was to constantly squeeze her divine power and make her work for him.
He hated that person, so he handed that person over to Fan Yin, let his memory fall dormant, and became Lin Tingjun, but isn't this also a form of escape
“Brother Lin…” The blood sword on his waist trembled slightly, and the worried voice had reached his ears. He frowned slightly and sighed softly, “I am not your brother Lin…” The blood sword’s body sank, as if it had suddenly lost its spiritual energy, and there was no sound.
"Do you love Ran'er?" He Shiqi looked at Lin Tingjun with a questioning tone in his voice.
Lin Tingjun let out a light breath and followed Lian Youyou not far away.
"Love her but let her live like that?" He Shiqi's tone already showed the majesty of the Hades. Every word he said was filled with heartache for Youyou and condemnation of Lin Tingjun.
When Lin Tingjun turned around, a smile appeared on his lips, and he crossed his arms over his chest: "You broke two of her divine bones."
He Shiqi was speechless after saying this, and walked beside Lin Tingjun in a dull manner, secretly looking at the happy Lian Youyou in front of him. He had never seen such a carefree, sweet and happy smile on her face. Because, in his memory, there was only her cold face and numb expression.
"My feelings towards Youyou... are very complicated." Lin Tingjun started talking as he walked, as if he was reminiscing about the past with an old friend. "She... is like my daughter, my sister, my wife, and my comrade-in-arms... So, I don't want to think about it. I want to continue to be Lin Tingjun, but I didn't expect that my fear of her would actually wake me up..." When Lin Tingjun said this, a trace of fear still appeared in his eyes, "If I don't wake up... I'm afraid she will beat me to death..." Lin Tingjun's face turned slightly pale, and he looked at He Shiqi, as if she thought that only Youchuan could understand his fear of Lian Youyou.
Sure enough, He Shiqi's face also tightened a little. Of course he could understand. Goddess Renran, the female war god of the Nine Realms, was a goddess who could fight against the giant beasts of Hongmeng alone!
The Hongmeng beast was a ferocious beast from the beginning of the universe, capable of devouring the sun, planets, and even a star field. He Youchuan did not have enough courage to defeat such a beast, but the goddess Renran was able to fight alone! This shows how powerful she is!
"Gudong." He Shiqi swallowed and looked at Lin Tingjun, "I think the suggestion of sealing the divine power is a good one. This way, when Youyou becomes a mortal, we won't be so scared, and we can... well... appreciate each other on a more equal footing."
"Yeah!" Lin Tingjun also nodded repeatedly.
Lian Youyou waved her hand in front: "Come quickly! There are clay figurines!" She jumped excitedly in the crowd.
Seeing that lovely appearance, the sadness on Lin Tingjun and He Shiqi's faces suddenly disappeared, and gentle smiles appeared at the same time.
Lin Tingjun looked straight ahead and gently nudged He Shiqi: "Let's see who will be with Youyou first in the next life." Lin Tingjun stretched out his hand.
He Shiqi also looked forward, only looking at Lian Youyou, then raised his hand and patted it down: "Okay."
Next to the crowded crowd, there was a clay figurine stall that seemed particularly deserted. A long-haired man sat behind the stall, wearing an ordinary black long gown with his sleeves rolled up, revealing two clean white pieces.
He only had a long braid on his head, and his face was delicate but expressionless. He wore a monocle on his face, and was extremely focused on making clay figures. (To be continued)