After coming out, Di Shitian seemed to be concentrating on cultivation and not caring about the surrounding environment, but in fact, he knew everything that was happening outside.
None of the people, things, conversations, and topics of discussion here seemed familiar to him. He always had a feeling that he didn't fit in here.
Since he woke up, the person he saw the most was the woman in front of him. All the information he received so far came from this woman. Although she seemed to be wholeheartedly devoted to him, he just felt that something was wrong. It was more like imprisonment than care. This woman seemed to intentionally prevent him from contacting people and things other than her. He was also concerned about the female thief who broke in that night. For some reason, he always thought of her figure inadvertently.
"Whose family is this lady down there? She's so grand, she looks quite important." Ling'er said casually while leaning against the window and looking out.
Feng Yinyin didn't even raise her head, and walked towards the place where she placed her pipa, saying as she walked: "White dragon horse, golden sedan chair, the fragrance of snow lotus, Mo Lingling's standard set."
"Mo Lingling from Lingxi Palace."
"How come you also know the name of Miss Mo?" Feng Yinyin looked at Ling'er with a smile, and continued jokingly: "Could it be that Lingxia also wants to catch a glimpse of the beauty like others?" After saying that, he picked up the pipa and observed it carefully. His eyes were as gentle as water, as if he was looking at his lover.
"Everyone loves beauty, and I am no exception. But..." Having said that, he paused.
"But what?" The momentary pause aroused Feng Yinyin's curiosity, and he asked eagerly.
Ling'er smiled, turned around and looked at Feng Yinyin who was staring at her, and said seriously: "But after seeing Miss Feng, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to see any more beauties."
Ling'er's answer was beyond Feng Yinyin's expectation. Although it was not the first time she heard such a compliment, facing the lively eyes of the man in front of her, her old face could not help but blush. Sensing the warmth on her face, Feng Yinyin hurriedly turned her head back, seemingly looking back at the pipa, but in fact her eyes were flustered and anxious, and she herself did not know what she was looking at, or maybe she was not looking at anything.
Ling'er noticed Feng Yinyin's mood and smiled softly, "I think Miss Feng is a real beauty. Not only is she beautiful but also kind and easy-going."
"Come on, this hat is for me. No wonder so many girls on the street wink at you. It turns out it's not just because of your looks, your lips are filled with honey." Feng Yinyin reacted and immediately retorted. Although he had just met Ling'er, he was not at all shy with her and felt more comfortable with her than with those old friends who he had known for a long time.
After hearing this, Ling'er did not refute but laughed out loud. Feng Yinyin also laughed out loud, and the room was filled with the two people's hearty laughter.
His ears moved slightly, and a familiar voice came in. Emperor Shitian frowned slightly, wondering what he was thinking.
"Brother Tian, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Mo Lingling kept her eyes on Di Shitian all the way, so she could catch his every move at the first time.
Di Shi Tian is a very calm person. Since he woke up, there are few things that can affect his emotions. So at this moment Mo Lingling is also very curious about the subtle changes in Di Shi Tian.
"It's too noisy." His lips moved slightly and he uttered three words. His tone sounded indifferent and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.
Mo Lingling pulled aside the curtain and looked outside. She didn't know when the carriage was surrounded by people. Because her attention was on Di Shitian, she didn't notice the situation outside.
"Coachman, what's going on? Why aren't you moving?" Mo Lingling asked with a frown, sounding a little displeased.
"In reply to Young Palace Master, those gathered outside are just common people who want to join in the fun. I have tried my best to drive them away. Young Palace Master, please calm down."
Because her mind was on Emperor Shi Tian, she forgot for a moment her reputation as a beauty and often encountered such situations when she went out.
In order to maintain her good image, Mo Lingling calmed down, put away the anger on her face, and said calmly: "Then you should be careful and don't hurt innocent people."
Carriages like this are all protected by spiritual power, so people outside cannot hear the sounds inside. When Mo Lingling said this, Chunying immediately removed the protection of the carriage, and this sentence happened to be clearly heard by the people around outside.
"Miss Mo is beautiful and kind-hearted. She is such a good person."
"She is considerate of us ordinary people and doesn't use her power to oppress others. Miss Mo's heart is as beautiful as her."
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Various compliments came one after another. Mo Lingling seemed calm, but she felt very happy in her heart. It was as if at that moment, she felt that she was that kind of person and should be praised like that and should be sought after by the world.
These little actions naturally did not escape the eyes of Emperor Shi Tian, who inexplicably felt a little disgusted. He just didn't know whether this was the servant's own decision or the master's instruction.
"Look, it's Shui Qianqian from the temple."
"I'm so lucky today. I can see two legendary beauties at the same time. The guy next door didn't open his car today. I'll go back and tell him about it. He will definitely regret it to death."
"I am so lucky. I am so lucky."
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Mo Lingling naturally heard the conversation outside clearly and was secretly unhappy.
Because Shui Qianqian is the saint of Fengshen Temple, and Fengshen Temple is a place where statues of gods are worshipped. Although she is as powerful as Lingxi Palace and Fenggu, she is always perceived as superior because of the statues of gods. As a saint, Shui Qianqian is naturally superior to them. The principle of like repels like is the same everywhere. Whether it is Shui Qianqian or Feng Yinyin, they are both opponents to Mo Lingling, and people she doesn't like.
Mo Lingling's carriage was placed right in front of Shui Qianqian, and Shui Qianqian's driver came down to check the situation.
"Who is blocking the road ahead? Move aside immediately. The Saint has important matters to attend to in the palace and cannot be delayed."
Mo Lingling was already unhappy with Shui Qianqian, and she became even angrier after hearing what the driver said. Only Shui Qianqian had something to do, and everyone else was free. They even deliberately put on the name of Fengshen Temple. The three major forces were obviously equally famous, so why did Mo Lingling have to give in to Shui Qianqian! She was also in a hurry to leave, but after hearing what Shui Qianqian said, she was not in a hurry anymore. She could just wait slowly. After all, it was her who couldn't leave, and it wasn't her who stopped on purpose.
"Driver, we are not in a hurry. The safety of the people must be our top priority. It won't matter if we delay a little."
"This... OK, Young Palace Master." The driver naturally heard the urging from behind and was anxious. He didn't expect his master to say this. It seemed that he had a fight with the master. As servants, they couldn't intervene in the war between the masters. They just hoped that they wouldn't get burned. After all, these two were not as good-tempered as they looked.
Seeing that there was no movement in the vehicle ahead for a long time, Shui Qianqian's driver anxiously urged the driver again.
In the carriage, the woman who was taking a nap on the couch slowly opened her eyes, misty and hazy. After a while, her eyes gradually became clear, and she slowly spoke, "What happened ahead?" Her voice was crisp, like the most beautiful bird in the mountains, and the sound alone made people feel extremely pure.
"In reply to the Saint, there is a carriage blocking the road, and I am trying to deal with it."
"Do you know who it is?" She leaned her head against an arm, looking a little grumpy. She yawned, looking very cute.
"Look at that carriage, it looks like it belongs to someone from Lingxi Palace."
When Shui Qianqian heard the name Lingxi Palace, she seemed to wake up. She slowly straightened up and said, "Lingxi Palace, that should be Sister Mo."
"It should be." Just by listening to the conversation of the people nearby, they knew that it was undoubtedly Mo Lingling.
"Since it's Sister Mo, Qianqian should go down and pay her a visit." After she finished speaking, she stood up. The maid beside her immediately came forward to support her. With her other hand, she lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, and Shui Qianqian, dressed in a green dress, appeared in front of everyone.
The moment Shui Qianqian appeared, the people watching around were all stunned with their eyes shining and faces full of joy. They looked so happy, as if they had seen a fairy descend to earth, and their eyeballs almost popped out.
Shui Qianqian was used to this kind of scene. She got off the carriage flexibly, lifting her skirt, blinked her big watery eyes, and came to Mo Lingling's carriage.
"Is that Sister Mo in there?" The voice was lively, and sounded playful and innocent. People didn't feel any malice at all. Instead, it felt like a child saying hello, sincere and enthusiastic.
Hearing the voice, Mo Lingling also opened the curtain and showed her head. The limelight couldn't be taken by Shui Qianqian alone. The first thing he saw was Shui Qianqian's innocent face, which made him feel sick.
Although everyone said that Shui Qianqian was pure and innocent, with a childlike heart, Mo Lingling just didn't believe it. They were all thousand-year-old foxes, so why should they pretend? They were just wearing a well-behaved appearance. How many of these children from aristocratic families were kind-hearted? Shui Qianqian pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled faintly.
"I was wondering who was making the noise outside, it turned out to be Sister Qian. Today is the Festival of Worshipping the Gods, a great day for the temple. As a saint, Sister Qian should not be busy in the temple, so why is she here in this busy city?" He first pointed out that it was Shui Qianqian who caused the noise, and then said that she was not fulfilling her duties, not making proper preparations for the Festival of Worshipping the Gods, and was running around on such an important day.
Shui Qianqian looked innocent, as if she didn't hear the accusation in the words at all, and replied with a sweet smile: "Qianqian came out to get the morning dew for worshiping the gods. It was because she was concerned about the affairs in the temple that she was in a hurry to return. I am deeply sorry for disturbing Sister Mo's carriage, and I came down to explain." Her big watery eyes blinked, accompanied by her sweet smile, which made people happy just by looking at her.
Shui Qianqian was the type that was easy to please. But the cuter she was, the more Mo Lingling disliked her.
"So that's how it is. I was saying that on such an important day, Sister Qian would not be so ignorant as to come out and play. It's just that I had no choice but to stop here. I'm sure you've seen the current situation. I'm worried about hurting these innocent people. As a saint, you have a noble heart and sympathize with the people. You should understand my feelings."
Mo Lingling's words not only elevated herself to a level of compassion for the people, but also shut Shui Qianqian up. In contrast, Shui Qianqian seemed willful and unwilling to care about the safety of the people.
After hearing this, Shui Qianqian pouted and thought for a moment, then smiled and looked back at the people who were blocking the road. She bowed politely and said, "I am Shui Qianqian, who serves the temple. Today, the temple is busy and I am in a hurry to return. I hope all the uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters can help me and make way for me. Qianqian would like to thank you all here."
She was generous and decent, and knew when to move forward and backward, which made the crowd feel flattered. They were just ordinary people, and it was a blessing to see the Saint. They didn't expect to be treated so politely by the Saint. I'm afraid no one would believe it if they told others. Everyone felt embarrassed. It was their fault that they blocked the way. If it were any other nobleman, they would be angry and forcefully drive him away. The Saint was really kind-hearted.
Sure enough, a path was opened up among the originally congested crowd.
Shui Qianqian smiled and thanked him again, then turned back to Mo Lingling and said, "Sister Mo, the road is open, Sister Mo, don't worry, please go in."
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Mo Lingling was so angry that she held back her anger. However, she couldn't lose her temper because there were so many people present, and Di Shitian was also there. She forced a smile and nodded, "Let's go." Then she simply lowered the curtains, and the driver signaled to move on immediately.
"It seems that Shui Qianqian is really quite naive." All of this was seen by Ling'er who was looking out from the upstairs, and he said with a hint of joking.
"I don't think you are such a superficial and one-sided person, Lingxia. Are you testing me or are you being sarcastic?"
Ling Er shrugged, "Most of the people present think so. But since she can sit firmly on the throne of the Saint, I think she should not be a fool."
"Yes, the three major forces seem to coexist peacefully, but in fact, undercurrents are surging. No matter whether it is internal or external troubles, the heirs are the first to be targeted. Who can sit firmly in this position with clean hands?" Feng Yinyin smiled, stretched out his hands, and stared at the dazed man with an unclear emotion. I don't know what he is recalling through these hands.
Although she felt that she and Feng Yin had similar personalities, everyone had secrets that they didn't want others to know. Ling'er didn't ask, but just walked over and patted her on the shoulder, "Everyone has their own worries. Without experience, there is no life. Everything has two sides. It depends on how you think."
Ling'er's words pulled Feng Yinyin out of her sad mood at the right time. She laughed, said nothing, and calmly passed over the topic.
The carriage of Lingxi Palace moved forward slowly, and the congested road became unblocked. There were voices of praise for Mo Lingling and Shui Qianqian all around. Ling'er was too lazy to look at them anymore. Just as she was about to turn around, she suddenly saw a familiar figure. The wind blew the curtain of the sedan chair, revealing a white robe, and a beautiful hand on the knee. She recognized it, it was the hand of Di Shitian. As expected, Tiantian was here too.
The structure of Fengshen Temple is different from Lingxi Palace. It is like a western palace. The whole is white with a light yellow roof, like a castle. There are no sculptures in front of the gate, but it is full of flowers and plants. Flowers and plants go up along the wall, adding a touch of simplicity and coolness to the whole castle.
Looking at the castle in front of her, Ling'er smiled.
"What are you thinking about? You look so happy."
"I was thinking, if Shui Qianqian wore a crown, she would be a princess in the castle."
Although I don’t know what the word castle means, it’s probably a description of this place. Feng Yinyin shook his head with a faint smile.
Ling'er and the others arrived later, so Shui Qianqian, Mo Lingling and the others were probably already in.
"Stop looking and let's go." Feng Yinyin patted Ling'er's shoulder and strode forward, swaying like a willow in the wind, with a charming look in every step, from head to toe.
Ling'er followed behind, and because he was wearing the divine revelation given to him by Feng Yinyin, he entered the temple smoothly.
It really is a castle, Ling'er exclaimed.
On both sides were warriors with swords, motionless like sculptures. They wore silver-white armor and masks of the same color, with only their eyes exposed. If she saw correctly, the armor they wore was purple-level.
After passing through the long outer hall, one enters a bright courtyard with flowing fountains, waterfalls of flowers, green lawns, and a large artificial lake.
"Hey, isn't this the eldest daughter of the Feng family? It is said that the eldest daughter of the Feng family is romantic and passionate, and has countless lovers. I guess this young man is the eldest daughter's new favorite. I wonder..."
Before he could finish his words, the person who spoke fell down, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.