The Imperial Master, on the other hand, seemed much gentler and approachable, as if he was making ripples in the water.
"That's her." The priestess stepped aside so that he could see Hua Xi.
Hua Xi grabbed her wet sleeves and also raised her head, looking directly at him without avoiding the meeting of eyes.
She looks so pretty, like a woman!
He probably stayed in the temple all year round and didn't go out often. His skin was as white as snow, his lips were light pink, and his eyes were like obsidian soaked in water.
Clear, yet possessing wisdom and depth that seems to see through everything.
Are all the gods so beautiful? It’s simply unfair!
He was very tall and wore a black robe with wide sleeves that extended to the floor.
The incense-burning fireworks in the temple filled the air around him. He lowered his eyes and looked at Hua Xi. His eyes were deep. He could not be called cold, nor could he be called gentle. In short, it was like looking at a sacrifice that was about to die...
"What's your name?" The pale pink lips slowly opened like cherry blossoms in bloom.
Hua Xi looked at him and said calmly: "Hua Xi."
"Not a bad name." He seemed to raise the corners of his lips and smile, but it was so fast that you wouldn't even notice it if you didn't look carefully.
Hua Xi curled her lips, but the priestess reminded her: "Master Imperial Master praises you, you should kneel down to thank him."
Kneel down and thank??
Hua Xi almost laughed. Don't be so funny. You just said her name was nice, so you have to kneel down and thank her?
Her name is nice to begin with, does she need him to praise her?
Hua Xi pursed her lips and smiled sweetly. She pretended not to hear anything about kneeling down to thank him.
Seeing that she was so rude and ignorant, the priestess was very angry. She seemed to want to say something else, but the imperial master raised his head and waved his broad sleeves slightly.
The priestess immediately shut her mouth and said no more.
"Go take a bath." Lu Lian turned around and slowly walked towards the depths of the temple.
"Follow the Imperial Master quickly." The priestess urged her.
"But you haven't finished telling me about the stone statue yet..." Hua Xi pointed to the empty stone pier.
But because of her rudeness to the Imperial Master, the priestess stopped talking to her and never wanted to talk to her again.
Hua Xi is depressed, half-talking is really bad!
She could only follow him and walk through the middle hall, which was the apse used for sacrifices.
There are almost no windows here, relying on countless huge night pearls for illumination.
Incense is burning in the temple, and there is a faint fragrance wherever you go.
Lu Lian walked to the side hall and gradually heard the sound of water flowing.
Several beautiful priestesses walked out with lowered eyebrows, lifted the gauze curtains, and knelt on both sides.
Lu Lian stopped, turned to look at Hua Xi, and motioned for her to come in.
This is the place for bathing. It’s such a strange rule to be slaughtered but also to wash yourself up nicely.
Hua Xi was not afraid and walked in naturally, feeling relaxed and not nervous at all.
Inside is a pool of about ten square meters, with curls of green smoke rising, the water filled with flower petals, and a delicate fragrance.
On the four sides of the pool, there are white jade carved lotus terraces, from which hot water flows continuously.
Anyway, she was soaked all over, so it would be nice to take a bath.
Hua Xi was about to take off her clothes and looked back to see if the curtain was closed, but was dumbfounded when she saw Lu Lian slowly walking in.
What is he going to do?
Is there any ritual before taking a bath?
Okay, she'll wait a moment.
But after he came in, the priestess outside lowered the curtain.
