The sun is blazing, waves of heat are blowing against our faces, and the warm breeze is blowing, spreading an intoxicating scent. The cicadas on the trees have begun to sing tirelessly, announcing the true arrival of summer.
The white figure in the room is still elegant and ethereal, forming a strong contrast with the scorching heat outside. The faint halo surrounding him blocks the layers of heat.
He picked up a black chess piece with his fingers and slowly placed it on the chessboard. Looking at the chessboard, it turned into a thousand-story treasure palace.
"Not a word, just between the eyebrows..." He murmured in his mouth, his clear eyes wandering far away.
"Well, that's what Sister Xuanyun said." Xiao Yu stood aside and reported with a smile.
Bai Zi has no way to go.
As if he was a little tired, Wan Qihan slowly leaned back and said, "It's time to water more."
"Yes," Xiao Yu responded obediently, knowing that his master was thinking about the lily of the valley. Ever since Sister Xuanjun held an umbrella for the lily of the valley on that rainy night, his master had become more and more interested in those flowers.
In the blink of an eye, Dinghai Day has arrived.
Looking up at the beautiful sky, Mai Mai sighed helplessly. She had no choice but to bite the bullet and do it. The place to worship the heaven was the Huguo Temple in the Qisa Dynasty. All preparations were ready early. Wait for Yin Shi to formally pray for rain.
Under the scorching sun, Mai Mai was dressed in the auspicious costume of the Dragon Girl, with her long hair tied up and tied behind her head, and no makeup on her face. She was leading sixteen saints in white waiting outside the altar of Huguo Temple. Below are the emperor and his ministers.
On the surface, Yun Danfeng is calm and unfazed, but his heart has long been beating, and the sweat on his forehead is dripping down his face. If there is no rain, wouldn't it be embarrassing to ancient times?
Will King Yu really be as good at predicting things as Zhuge Liang? Forget it, it will be useless to think about it any more. Mai Mai put aside all worries, suppressed his uneasiness and waited for the arrival of Yin Shi.
The dark jade-colored long gown, carrying a comfortable and refreshing coolness, silently walked to Mai Mai and tugged at the corner of her clothes, "Xuanyun,"
Mai Mai turned around and saw Wan Qizhao, his eyes widened in confusion, "King Zhao, what's the matter?" He subconsciously glanced at the altar.
The first thing that came into contact was Wan Qi Qing's gloomy eyes, which were staring at them closely. The other ministers also looked at them curiously.
Wan Qizhao gave a lazy smile and said, "Haha, you have been standing here for half an hour. I feel heartbroken when I see you." After saying that, he took out a bamboo tube from behind and handed it over, "Hey, drink it. Order this to beat the heat.”
Mai Mai was slightly stunned, looking at the bamboo tube in front of her. It was neither right nor wrong to pick it up. Someone had already started whispering below, and the gloomy gaze seemed even colder.
He raised his head and looked at Wan Qizhao's handsome face. The determination under his laziness was hard to ignore. If he didn't accept it, he would most likely continue to lift it like this.