When Ye Xiuchen walked in, he saw Xiao Chengyi holding a small bell and listening to the sound of the bell, with a gentle smile on his face.
He was startled, stared at him suspiciously and asked, "Are you...are you okay?"
Ever since Xiao Chengyi came to Southern Xinjiang, he has never seen him smile with a cold face all day long. Now he smiles like this and it looks scary.
Xiao Chengyi coughed slightly, he put away the Tongxin Bell with a smile, and returned to his serious and stern look: "How? Did you find out?"
Ye Xiuchen sat down at the table, then poured a glass of water and said, "I heard some rumors. It is said that the high priest in southern Xinjiang is amazing, and the people say that he is a god descended to earth.
His divination skills are very powerful, and he can tell the destiny at a glance, so he is highly valued by the Queen of Southern Xinjiang. Now that the Queen is seriously ill, all political affairs are taken care of by the high priest. He is very important in the court."
It was only after they arrived at Southern Xinjiang that they learned that it turned out that a woman was the king in Southern Xinjiang, and the previous king of Southern Xinjiang was the husband of this queen.
Seven years ago, the King of Southern Xinjiang passed away due to illness and left a legacy, passing the throne to his queen.
However, neither the court officials nor the people objected, because the King of Southern Xinjiang had been weak and sick since he succeeded to the throne, and the queen was basically responsible for taking care of the state affairs.
Moreover, under the queen's governance, Southern Xinjiang became increasingly prosperous, and the status of women also improved.
"oh?"
Xiao Chengyi's final voice was soft, and he tapped his fingers on the table and said: "In that case, I think it is necessary for us to find out the true and falsehood of this high priest."
When he first entered the city, he met the high priest on a parade, and the people in southern Xinjiang knelt on the ground to worship him as if they were worshiping a god.
Although he did not see the true appearance of the high priest, he felt that the man was not simple, so he asked Ye Xiuchen to inquire about the high priest.
Ye Xiuchen heard that he wanted to test the truth, and frowned and said, "I've gone to see the high priest's mansion. It's heavily guarded. It's impossible to break in."
Xiao Chengyi glanced at him: "Who said he was going to break in? Of course he went to visit in an open and honest manner."
Ye Xiuchen: "..."
He wondered if Xiao Chengyi's brain was broken?
They secretly sneaked into the southern Xinjiang royal city, disguised and disguised, wasn't it just to hide their identities?
Xiao Chengyi actually wanted to visit the high priest openly? Is the high priest so easy to visit?
Xiao Chengyi saw his doubts, he chuckled and said: "If you want to get the antidote, you have to cooperate with others. I think this high priest is quite suitable."
The corner of Ye Xiuchen's lips twitched: "How do you know that he is suitable?"
Xiao Chengyi did not answer his words, but asked: "I heard that the queen has three princesses, do you know which of these three princesses has the best chance of inheriting the throne?"
The queen has no sons, only three princesses, so the heir to the throne of southern Xinjiang must be among the three princesses.
Ye Xiuchen said: "The third princess, this third princess is the most favored by the queen, and is also the recognized heir to the throne in the hearts of the courtiers and the people.
Not only that, I heard that this princess is the best at voodoo, especially some strange voodoos, and the voodoo king is raised with her blood."
In southern Xinjiang, only women can raise voodoos, and voodoos are all grown from women's blood, so women who are good at voodoo arts are often more noble.
And the Gu King is even more incredible, it is the national treasure of Southern Xinjiang.