The sacrifice is nothing more than the same thing, praying for good weather this year.
A group of nobles from aristocratic families knelt in front of the Buddha statue, lowering their heads and praying silently. It was really boring.
As soon as the previous process was over and the last part of free prayer came, Xie Youwei simply left the place and walked out with Xie Youwei.
The two of them walked to the open space behind the temple together.
Compared with the colorful flowers and plants outside, this place looks much quieter and more elegant.
Most of the plants planted are bodhi trees, cotton trees, etc. that are common in some temples.
Xie Youwei walked to the largest bodhi tree in the courtyard, leaned gently on the trunk, and let out a long breath.
Xie Nianzhu didn't have any estimates, so he said what Xie Youwei was afraid to say without hesitation.
"It's really boring to me in there. I'm so bored every year..."
"rosary." Xie Youwei's voice was not loud, but extremely serious, "be careful with your words and actions."
Rosary has a playful nature and has been carefree since childhood.
Originally, everyone in the family doted on her. After all, according to the status of the Xie family, she would not have to worry about being bullied if she found a better son to marry.
But after knowing everything in the original work, Xie Youwei felt that it would be better for Xie Nianzhu to restrain her cheerful temperament.
Xie Nianzhu looked at Xie Youwei's face, pouted, but did not refute, and responded angrily.
Xie Youwei was just about to say a few words of comfort when she heard a chuckle not far behind her.
Looking back, I saw a monk wearing cassocks.
There was also a tall and tall man with a mask standing next to him.
Xie Youwei's face changed slightly and his pupils shrank.
In the entire capital, who else has the identity to attend this sacrifice and wear a mask?
In the original work, the prince who had been competing with Chu Yan for the throne was the biological son of the Queen Mother and the former crown prince.
Chu Qin.
Xie Youwei quickly adjusted her expression and leaned over to face the visitor.
"My sister is young and has a wild temper, which makes you two laugh."
Xie Nianzhu also knew that she had made a mistake, so she stood behind Xie Youwei and leaned over to apologize.
The monk had a warm smile on his face and was covered with the aura of Buddhist compassion. He waved his hands to the two of them indifferently.
"It's okay, it is indeed a bit boring. I will definitely change the format next year so that everyone can have more fun."
Xie Youwei was slightly surprised.
Having said this, the monk must definitely be Master Qingyin, the abbot of Puyin Temple.
I just didn't expect that Master Qingyin looked so young.
Qingyin seemed to notice Xie Youwei's doubts, smiled softly at Xie Youwei, and nodded slightly.
Xie Youwei also nodded politely, and his eyes once again drifted to Chu Qin next to Qingyin.
No matter it was Chu Yan or Chu Qin, she didn't want to interact with either one.
The Xie family would never take the initiative to get involved in disputes over imperial power.
"I've disturbed you two, so I'll take my sister down first."
After the two people's backs completely disappeared around the corner, Qingyin turned around and looked at "Chu Qin".
"Is this the girl you were talking about just now?"
Xiao Jinyan looked away and nodded lightly.
"She doesn't seem to like you very much."
Hearing Qing Yin's words, Xiao Jinyan couldn't help but frown and looked in Qing Yin's direction.
Qingyin's face still had that gentle expression, but those bright and beautiful eyes were clearly filled with interest in watching a show.
Xiao Jinyan was silent for a while, but couldn't help but speak.
"Why?"
"How do I know why?" Qingyin glanced at Xiao Jinyan strangely, "Shouldn't you think about whether you did something wrong?"
"But... that girl..." Qingyin's face showed some interest, "That girl is probably not simple."
"How to say?"
A pair of eyes under Xiao Jinyan's mask looked straight at Qingyin.
Qingyin is the only person who knows his true identity and the only person he can trust.
Moreover, this guy grew up in the temple since he was a child and became the abbot at a young age. He is indeed extraordinary.
"I can't see her fate." Qingyin said it bluntly, then touched his chin and added, "I can't even see the little girl next to her."
The little girl Qingyin next to me has an impression. Xie Rosary, the second lady of General Xie's residence, would come to this sacrifice every year, and every year she would come to this courtyard to complain that the sacrifice was boring.
Originally, Na Xie Rosary had the aura of a turbid queen in her body. She didn't need to think too much about Qingyin to know that in the future, that girl would become the queen of one person and more than ten thousand people, and her life would be miserable.
But now the queen's aura on that girl's body was gone, and it turned into the same white mist as the girl who could let Xiao Jinyan see the color.
This is the second time he has seen the unknown.
The first time was with Xiao Jinyan, who had a dual identity.
Qingyin raised her lips and smiled, patted Xiao Jinyan's shoulder and said lightly.
"Although it is unknown, I still have to remind you that you must first figure out what you want."
Xiao Jinyan was silent for a while, not wanting to understand what Qingyin meant.
But Qingyin didn't seem to be ready to say anything more. He waved his hand and left neatly.
Xiao Jinyan was left alone in the courtyard.
Xiao Jinyan stood there for a long time, then walked towards the tree that Xie Youwei had just leaned on, and gently touched the trunk of the tree with his hand.
Xiao Jinyan looked up and saw that it was still gray.
But when Xie Youwei just leaned on it, the whole tree seemed to suddenly come to life, showing colors in front of his eyes.
What he wanted was just to see more of the different colors.
Xiao Jinyan's lips under the mask curled up slightly, then withdrew his hand, turned around and walked away.
As soon as I walked to the crowd gathering place, I saw the brightly colored Xie Youwei at a glance.
Xie Youwei had a slight smile on his face, his head lowered and he didn't know what he was discussing with Xie Nianzhu. From time to time, he raised his hand to brush the hair hanging down from his temples.
Xiao Jinyan looked in Xie Youwei's direction, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.
When pretending to be Chu Qin, he always had to imitate Chu Qin's gentleness, but it was just a disguise.
At this time, Xiao Jinyan's eyes were gentler and gentler than those he had pretended to be in the past few years.
Not sure if he was aware of being stared at all the time, Xie Youwei suddenly raised his head and looked sideways.
The two people's eyes met each other's eyes, and they were in a stalemate for a moment.
But soon, Xie Youwei shook his eyes and looked away, as if the exchange of glances just now was just Xiao Jinyan's illusion.
Xiao Jinyan frowned.
Qingyin seemed to be right, but Xie Youwei really didn't seem to like him very much.
Xiao Jinyan began to think in his mind whether he had offended Xie Youwei or the Xie family in any way during his years as Chu Qin.
The answer is of course no.
Could it be that Chu Qin himself was offended?
Xiao Jinyan was thinking so seriously that he didn't notice that Chu Yan's eyes not far away also fell on Xie Youwei.
When it comes to sacrifices, as an emperor, he cannot leave at all.
Pressed by all kinds of complicated things, there was absolutely no way to get close to Xie Youwei.
This is why he wanted to combine the sacrifice and the hunting convention.
Looking in the direction of Chu Yan, he could only see Xie Nianzhu's back, but he could just see Xie Youwei's face.
Naturally, we also saw the interaction between Xie Youwei and "Chu Qin".
Chu Yan's eyes suddenly turned gloomy.
He would not give up anything to Chu Qin, whether it was the throne or his beloved woman. This chapter has been completed!