The sun is shining, there are no clouds in the sky, and the sky is an intoxicating blue. The apricot-yellow temple walls are hidden in the emerald green of early spring, and pink, pink-white peach blossoms, and apricot blossoms bloom all over the mountain in a mist. There is Emperor Taizu at the mountain gate.

With the word "Ti", you can look up along the stone steps. On the hillside not far away, among the dense branches, half of the eaves of the stele pavilion are exposed with flying blue tiles.

King Su wanted to do something here, so the entire Sanqing Temple had been sealed off early. Several Taoist priests with high status in the temple made a special trip to wait at the gate to welcome His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and his potential Crown Princess, Miss Song San.

There were not only young Taoist priests who came to greet him, but also several old Taoist priests with white beards and hair. Song Qingyue couldn't help but sigh that the specifications of this Prince's Mansion were extraordinary. Even if his father was already an old man in Tianguan Pavilion, he went to the temple to deliver sesame oil.

There was no white-bearded old man waiting at the mountain gate to greet me when I was making money.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Prince Su is already inside. We will start when you arrive." The old Taoist priest said respectfully.

Li Zhao nodded and said, "Thank you."

The Taoist priests led the way. Li Zhao glanced at Song Qingyue and motioned for her to follow them quickly.

I don't know whether it was because Li Zhao was very dignified or for some other reason, but in short, Song Qingyue immediately followed his instructions obediently.

A cool breeze blew from the mountains, lifting Song Qingyue's dark hair and the white ribbon on the back of her head. Li Zhao stared at her back in silence, lowered his footsteps, and followed slowly step by step.

Ah, the kitten he has raised for ten years has now grown into a little goblin! The little Taoist priests around the old Taoist priest just now stared straight in their eyes when they saw Song Qingyue. Li Zhao thought angrily, this

What kind of disciples does Sanqing Temple have now? They should be beaten!

Song Qingyue was beating her heart, instinctively feeling that Li Zhao was not in a good mood, and as she walked, she was surprised to realize that she was walking ahead of Li Zhao! Isn't this disrespectful?

She immediately stopped and turned to look at him.

Li Zhao didn't expect that she would stop suddenly and almost bump into her. He took a step back, but he was so close. The faint fragrance of rose water from Song Qingyue penetrated his nose, and his heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Ah, I, it seems that I shouldn't walk in front of His Highness." Song Qingyue took a step aside, carefully raised her eyes to look at his expression and explained: "When I was in the palace, I taught you the rules.

, I was just negligent."

When she said this, the air pressure on Li Zhao seemed to be lower, which made Song Qingyue a little at a loss.

Li Zhao breathed out an unnoticeable breath, suppressed his displeasure, and said, "You go ahead."

"But……"

"The mountain road is steep. If you fall, I will be able to catch you."

Song Qingyue glanced at the large group of followers following him, and she didn't know where her Feng Jiu had been pushed into the group. But since he said this in an ordering tone, she could not refuse, so she turned around and continued to go

I walked forward, but I was walking very carefully, just because I was afraid that if I didn't step firmly, I would really let him continue.

After arriving at the courtyard in front of the Taoist temple without incident, there were two rows of Taoist priests lined up neatly, each standing on both sides with solemn expressions. Song Qingyue quickly stood half a step behind Li Zhao.

The altar for the ceremony has been prepared. The tablet of Ning, the original wife of King Su, is enshrined in the center. Various magical instruments and talismans are placed on an incense table.

Even Song Qingyue, who didn't really believe this, didn't dare to show any disrespect in this atmosphere. She followed Li Zhao and respectfully put three sticks of incense in the incense burner in the yard.

Afterwards, she followed the phalanx of Taoist priests into the temple, and first kowtowed incense to the statues of the three ancestors of Yuqing, Shangqing, and Taiqing. Then she and Li Zhao presented a brass candle to the longevity tablet of Princess Su Ning.

On the lotus lantern made by Song Qingyue, she also put her own scriptures on it.

King Su was very satisfied when he saw that Song Qingyue had copied the scriptures in advance. He smiled and nodded to Song Qingyue and motioned for her to come over and sit down.

Song Qingyue then put her mind at ease and followed Li Zhao to the side of the palace. She sat cross-legged and listened to the Taoist priests playing music, chanting sutras and dancing to the gods.

In the morning, King Su and Li Zhao both got up several times and walked around the yard, or went to change clothes, go to the latrine, etc.

They had high status and no one dared to say anything, but Song Qingyue did not dare. She just endured the discomfort and stayed awake all morning.

Sitting cross-legged all morning was a kind of torture. When I got up, my legs were so numb that I lost all feeling.

Her body fell down and was supported by a hand that reached out in time. She raised her eyes and met Li Zhao's bright black eyes. She heard him smile and said: "So you also have numb legs?"

Song Qingyue blinked, not daring to complain casually. She just gritted her teeth and endured the strong discomfort in her legs.

Seeing that she couldn't walk at all, Li Zhao simply held her waist and walked forward.

Song Qingyue struggled and said angrily: "I'll just stand there for a while!"

"Okay, stand there for a moment." He stopped, but still held her in his arms without letting go.

"We're not married yet, don't be like this, there are so many people!"

Her fluttering eyelashes seemed to tickle his heart. Li Zhao couldn't help but tighten his arms around her slender waist, and his eyes became dark.

He said: "Don't be afraid, they don't dare to say anything."
Chapter completed!