He is praying for himself and taking his sins.

If it weren't for his special identity, if it wasn't for the debate he participated in - it would be better to say that he was for himself rather than for the North!

Luo Jia felt even more uncomfortable. This should have been the emperor himself, but because of his pride and unwilling to bow to the temple first, he could not go, so he pushed such a thing to his son.

He felt even more sad when he saw Fangfei's eyes wet.

Fangfei quietly, when she touched his gaze, she found that his gaze was dim. She suddenly remembered the third prince and the ominous prophecy, and she felt even more uncomfortable. She quietly pulled his hand, "Your Majesty... will get better... This time I will pass, everything will be fine..."

"Oh, I am really ashamed of the emperor..."

She quietly said, "In the future, we will treat the prince twice as well."

Luo Jia murmured: "What a good way?"

"From now, you can ask him to go to the palace for dinner."

"Is that all?"

"Otherwise, what else? This world will be his in the future, so what else can I do besides treating him with food? At worst, I will also invite him to eat dried apple stewed deer meat..."

Luo Jia laughed silently. This Fangfei was such a big deal that it became as simple as "drinking". The God of Food is the God of Food.

However, I felt much more relaxed because of this.

At this time, the sacrifice has ended.

Under the leadership of the prince, the people cheered, sang and danced, and poured the wine in their hands to the ground.

The people watching, seeing the crown prince and the future crown prince, actually personally treated themselves as "human sacrifices", were surprised. Even the civil and military ministers were surprised.

I don’t know who it is, but suddenly took the lead in kneeling down: “I wish God bless our northern country… and bless Your Majesty, Your Highness…”

"May God Fuxi bless us..."

"May God Fuxi be with us..."

Suddenly, the crowd knelt down in darkness.
Chapter completed!