"Okay, I will come and change your medicine every day from now on, and you will probably recover in about seven days." Ling Luo put the medicine bottle on the table.
Xuanyuan Ze asked nervously: "Will it leave scars?"
"Won't."
With that said, Ling Luo took out a bottle of skin-beautifying liquid from the black jade space ring, handed it to Xuanyuan Ze, and said, "Use this and you won't be able to."
"This is..." Xuanyuan Ze opened the lid of the medicine bottle in a daze, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed, "What is this?"
"Things that can make your skin better." Ling Luo simply packed it up, then stood up and left, "I'm leaving first, there are still things in Bingyao Temple."
"Bingyao Temple?" Xuanyuanze raised his eyebrows, "You live in Iceyao Temple?"
Ling Luo smiled slightly and said, "Yes, didn't Yu tell you?"
Xuanyuan Ze shook his head in annoyance and asked, "What are you doing in Bingyao Temple?"
Ling Luo raised the corners of her lips slightly and said, "Be the high priest."
"Are you the new high priest of Dongchen Kingdom?" Xuanyuan Ze's eyes widened and his mouth was half-opened, very surprised.
"Can't you?" Ling Luo said with a slight smile, "I won't tell you anymore. I really have to leave. If you have any questions, just ask Yu. Goodbye."
Ling Luo left the mansion on the outskirts of Yindu and returned all the way to Bingyao Temple.
However, as soon as he stepped into the gate of the temple, he was firmly surrounded by two lines of clerical guards.
These clerical guards all hold weapons in their hands and wear the uniforms of the Bingyao Temple, sky-blue robes engraved with the symbols of the gods.
"What are you doing?" Ling Luo frowned slightly. On the first day he took office, he went to war with her to show off his power.
No one spoke, and all the priestly guards lowered their heads in submission.
At this moment, the center of the guard made a way, and the richly dressed Bishop, with a serious and sinister expression, slowly walked towards Ling Luo.
"Mr. Bishop, what does this mean?" Ling Luo narrowed her beautiful eyes and sounded slightly unhappy.
"Miss Ling, you are now the high priest of my country, Dongchen, so you should have the consciousness of being a high priest." The bishop looked extremely serious, clearly reprimanding, "According to the rules, before marrying Dongchen
The royal family members are not allowed to leave the Bingyao Temple without permission."
Ling Luo frowned slightly and said, "Why have I never heard of such inhumane rules?"
The Lord Bishop chuckled and said in a dry voice: "Miss Ling is from Xijiu Kingdom. She is a newbie here. It is understandable that she does not know many rules of Bingyao Temple."
Ling Luo's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her voice was full of danger: "You are imprisoned in disguise."
"Haha." There was another dry laugh, and the Lord Bishop squinted his trademark triangular eyes and said, "So, I have decided to add some necessary theological courses to Miss Ling starting from today, and study more to avoid
Breaking the rules."
Ling Luo said provocatively: "What if I insist on refusing?"
The bishop explained: "In three days, the high priest will enter the palace to see the emperor and the queen to pray for the entire Dongchen royal family. If Miss Ling does not learn some rules first, it will not be good if she gets messed up by then."
Ling Luo calmed down, thought for a while, and then said, "Okay."
Now it is certain that the high priests of all ages are Chaos. In order to lure the snake out of the hole, she must continue to work safely in the position of high priest.