This time the two of them did not make a covenant, so it was meaningless.
There is no need to say anything about staying there, starting a family, raising a husband and raising children. Zhao Changhe himself has never planned on such a thing, and joining hands in Tianya is also the path for the two of them.
When you get tired of flying, you always have to stop.
Just like leaning in his arms now, the two of them never changed their posture from beginning to end.
He hugged her and rested his chin on her shoulder, listening to her words of preaching and karma, feeling at peace in his heart.
She leaned in his arms and felt so peaceful.
"This dinner is really not to your liking. Why don't you go back after you're full?" Yue Hongling stared at the bonfire below in a daze for a long time, then snorted and said, "It's boring, why not go back and practice double cultivation."
I don’t know if it’s because I’m really bored, or because I’m emotionally moved after hugging him for so long, and I want to be more intimate with the man, but I find this kind of occasion inconvenient.
Zhao Changhe grinned. Speaking of this now is just like talking about handing over public food... But it's so early and the effect of the pain transfer Gu hasn't worn off yet. It's boring...
Zhao Changhe opened his eyes and saw Sisi holding a scepter like Athena in front of a certain statue and lecturing the maids under her command. He could roughly hear that she seemed to be building a Queen's Guard, selecting smart and reliable ones.
The woman was giving lectures and selections with a straight face and a serious expression, which looked very unthinking.
Zhao Changhe patted his butt.
Yue Hongling: "?"
Sisi in the distance suddenly covered her buttocks and looked left and right, and the sacred and solemn smell disappeared instantly.
Yue Hongling didn't know this, and asked strangely: "What are you doing?"
"Cough." Zhao Changhe coughed dryly: "A mosquito bit me."
He said and picked at it.
Sisi almost jumped up.
Zhao Changhe was overjoyed. He finally knew what Sanniang was doing there all day long, and there were some things that she really had to do by herself.
Yue Hongling didn't know what he was doing, and thought to herself: "Forget it, I have just completed dual cultivation, and it seems that I am dissatisfied with my demands. I am not pretending to be Sisi."
Zhao Changhe: "emmmm..."
In fact, it was Zhao Changhe himself who was dissatisfied. After all, he barely felt anything after being transferred by the poison. If it weren't for the fact that the double cultivation had indeed improved his injury, he would have no idea who he was working on all afternoon.
Yue Hongling turned away from his arms and said with a smile: "I thought it might not be appropriate for you to leave. There might be something I need you to talk about. After all, you are the true holy envoy. I know nothing about these, and I am just sitting here in a daze.
It doesn’t matter, let’s go back to recuperate and consolidate the secondary secret treasure first.”
Zhao Changhe nodded, that's true. Hong Ling was tired of this kind of ceremony with strong political meaning, so she might as well go back and rest. But she didn't have to be away, she had to be there, and there might be a situation that she had to deal with at any time.
For example, now that I have used my five senses, I heard many people discussing the matter of the Saint's coronation as king, saying that they "don't know what the Holy Envoy ordered."
Tsk, Sisi wants to be the queen?
interesting.
Yue Hongling had enough to eat and drink, and went back to rest and recuperate. As soon as she left, Sisi slipped in and stared at him sadly: "What are you doing?"
"ah?"
"Ah, what?" Sisi bit her lower lip and leaned over: "You have a lustful heart but not a boldness. If you have the ability, are you really stingy?"
Zhao Changhe looked at the sky.
Sisi said in a charming voice: "Do you like my dress today?"
Zhao Changhe took a look at it quietly and had to admit that this kind of dress was more majestic and luxurious, which was different from the previous model of a little witch with bare waist and bare feet.
Especially holding a scepter, it is even more interesting.
"Is this your royal robe?"
"Almost...did you hear that?"
"Um?"
"What do you think? Is it allowed?"
Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "Do you really need my permission? Since I promised you that I will not enslave you, you can do what you want."
The words were obviously supposed to reassure Sisi, but for some reason there was a bit of disappointment in Sisi's eyes, and she forced herself to restrain herself, whispering: "But I am willing to listen to the master."
Zhao Changhe said: "Really?"
Sisi sighed: "Yes."
Sisi knew that she had suffered the bitter consequences of not telling the truth, and it was also the backlash of trying to control him - now Zhao Changhe didn't believe her words, and always subconsciously felt that there was something else hidden.
However, she really has no other intentions now. No woman can bear a man who is willing to be cut to pieces in order to save her.
But it’s no wonder that Zhao Changhe doesn’t trust him, that’s what happens when the wolf cries...
A woman who has been acting from the moment they met to the time they reunited... Sisi couldn't even be sure whether she still had the element of being pitiful.
"Just do it." Zhao Changhe was saying: "I didn't think so much before, but now I think it is in line with the general trend... and although the royal power is backward, compared with the tribal system, it is a great progress in civilization.
, there is no reason to stop it."
Sisi: "?"
Why can't I understand this? What about progress and backwardness?
Zhao Changhe said: "I finally understand why tonight's dinner is so solemn. Is daring actually a prerequisite for ascending to the throne?"
"Yes, the rituals of worshiping ancestors, worshiping gods, and praying have been completed. We are just waiting for the Holy Envoy to say something." Sisi said: "Did you see the statue over there?"
Zhao Changhe nodded. It was a very abstract statue. I don’t know what it represented. It felt like a mixture of many kinds of animals. But the statue itself was not a treasure. It should have been newly carved. The real statue from the last era was probably destroyed in the collapse of the era.
Gone.
Sisi said: "That is the statue of the ancestral god, and our temple is there. If you agree, then we will go over now and announce it in public, and then we will give the statue some light and vision, and then I will ascend the throne. Maybe in
Do Xia people look careless?"
"That's almost it. It's ridiculous to have so many complicated things." Zhao Changhe said: "It's already this time and we still have to create strange phenomena?"
"There are die-hard conservatives who are dissatisfied. There must be something to suppress it, otherwise there may be bloodshed. They may not believe in visions, but their tribe does."
"It makes sense." Zhao Changhe shook his head and held her hand: "Let's go over and finish the work. Hong Ling thinks this environment is boring. Why not end it early and start celebrating tomorrow, singing and dancing?"
"
Sisi looked at him holding her hand and smiled sweetly.
This is not to eat tofu, it is because intimacy has become a habit.
Before arriving at the statue in the temple, many tribesmen were already waiting. When they saw the two coming, they all kowtowed and worshiped.
Zhao Changhe found that some people's eyes were a little unconvinced. In fact, Sisi might not be telling the truth completely. This kind of unconvincedness was not necessarily a result of being stubborn and conservative, or that they were not convinced by her Sisi. They respected Sisi very much. It felt like
That dissatisfaction was actually against him as the Holy Envoy... Is this because... he is from Xia?
Thinking that the Xia people who came to help from the outside were still camped at the foot of the mountain, and not even one of them was allowed to go up the mountain, they should be inseparable.
Zhao Changhe was a little displeased. Sure enough, matters between clan and country cannot be accomplished by favor alone.
The favor is forgotten in the blink of an eye, as if it was deserved.
On the contrary, I feel uncomfortable being ordered by you, or maybe the saint is going to be fucked by the Xia people?
While thinking, Sisi stood slowly in front of the statue, raised her scepter high, and said loudly: "The Holy Envoy conveyed the instructions of the ancestral god, and from now on, the spirit race will rule the country!"
At the same time, I don’t know if she arranged for the little maids to do something to the statue, so a brilliant light shot straight into the sky and lit up the night sky.
Someone frowned slightly and glanced at Zhao Changhe.
Where is the oracle that was promised?
Who can be coaxed by such tricks...
Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Changhe remained calm and secretly connected the third page of the Book of Heaven to the statue.
Then all kinds of dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, Suzaku Xuanwu appeared on the light, including their holy beast Xue Ao, and the prehistoric vitality and power spread to all directions.
His frown became stunned, and what he wanted to say was completely choked in his throat, and he couldn't say a single word.
There was silence in front of the temple, and then it was like knocking down dominoes. It became quiet from the top of the mountain, all the way to the mountainside and to the foot of the mountain. One hundred thousand spirits were silent, all staring at the vision in the sky with dumbfounded eyes.
Why are the people of the Spirit Tribe called the Spirit Tribe? It’s not because of the blood turtles, nor is it because of the Gu.
It is the spirit that communicates with beasts.
This kind of auspicious vision of all beasts is not the god of the spirit race, what else is it?
After half a cup of tea, an alert clan leader said loudly: "I will obey the oracle!"
Up and down the holy mountain there was an instant roar: "I will obey the oracle!"
Sisi raised the scepter high.
"See Your Majesty!"
"See Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty, please enter the temple!"
"Boom!" The golden door suddenly opened, and a huge palace appeared in front of it. The pearls were as bright as day.
Sisi dragged her long skirt and slowly entered the room, followed by a group of people who followed her step by step.
Zhao Changhe took a look and saw that the temple was surrounded by statues of various mythical beasts, among which the main seat in the middle was made of pure gold and shone brightly.
Sisi explained in a low voice: "This temple used to be used by the patriarch to preside over the ceremony. Since the enslavement in the forbidden area, the temple has never been opened... for fear of misunderstanding in the forbidden area."
Zhao Changhe secretly thought that's not what I want to know. It's that you, a small tribe like you, are really extravagant. This gold, this night pearl, tsk...
Maybe this is the king.
He thought for a while, strode forward, and sat on the main seat first.
Blindly giving favors will only make people feel that they are taken for granted and need to be authoritative. It is ridiculous to pretend that the awe of these idiots was more than what they are now.
As expected, this attitude of sitting high on the main seat and letting the Spirit Tribe people come in step by step made them lose their temper, and no one dared to say anything.
Sisi was stunned for a moment, and then she understood something. She smiled slightly and knelt down in front of her: "Please give me blessings from the Holy Envoy."
Zhao Changhe said calmly: "We are all waiting outside."
At this time, only Sisi entered the room. Others were still outside the hall in front of the threshold. They looked up in shock after hearing this.
Zhao Changhe stretched out his hand and used the crane control skill to accurately pull the stone door mechanism.
The door "rumbling" closed, and everyone knelt outside, watching helplessly as the man sat on their holy throne, and the newly enthroned queen knelt in front of her, slowly bowing her head.
"Boom", the stone door was closed tightly and could no longer be seen.