Xuanrao lamented: "The world is like this. People are like grass and grass."
Sang Yan said: "I will urge the emperor to change this bad habit and do his best."
Xuanrao nodded: "Yes. When I open the restaurant and make money, I will be a great leader and help the world."
The two chatted until midnight.
Xuanrao was tired from traveling all the way and fell asleep first.
She fell asleep while chatting, and Sang Yan stopped talking.
Sleep until dawn.
After Xuanrao washed up, he had breakfast with Sang Yan and then went down the mountain.
Sang Yan's life returned to normal.
Have classes in the morning and evening, eat fast and chant Buddha's name.
The rain is still pouring down.
There has been quite a lot of rain this year.
On the fifteenth day of worshiping Buddha
She was sleeping beautifully when she suddenly heard Qiuzhi scream——
"ah--"
She was so frightened that she jumped out of bed and rushed out without even bothering to put on her shoes.
"What happened? Qiuzhi, something happened-"
Before I finished speaking, I looked at the red water outside.
A gust of cold wind blew.
It also brought the rain.
She stretched out her hand and wiped it, and the rain was like blood.
"Miss, what's going on? Why is it raining blood?"
Qiuzhi burst into tears and held her hand tightly.
Sang Yan stretched out her hand to catch the rainwater, which was red, like blood.
Qiuzhi's fearful voice reached her ears: "Miss, is this a warning from God? It's too scary."
After listening to her words, Sang Yan immediately thought of the people in the city and the ministers, and sighed in his heart: Alas, this capital is not peaceful again. I don't know how those ministers will use the topic to make trouble!
*
People all over the city were panicked, thinking that God was warning something.
But what warning can God give?
The Queen Mother died.
The whole country is sad.
The emperor is planning to abolish the queen and bring in a new queen.
The new queen is still a widow with a husband's fate.
Opposition thoughts emerged in the hearts of countless people.
Naturally, the ministers of the previous dynasty would not miss this opportunity. They united with many students and the people knelt down in front of the Meridian Gate and begged the emperor not to abolish the queen and not to make Nasang Yan his queen.
"A bunch of bastards!"
He Ying got angry in the imperial study, pushed down the table full of memorials, and smashed the fine inkstone.
"No one can see me happy."
He put one hand on the desk and pinched his temples, his chest heaving with anger.
Pei Muyang came forward with tea and whispered comfort: "Your Majesty, please calm down. Inspector Chu is already deducing the cause of the blood rain."
After Wan Zhang's death, his subordinate Chu Jun was promoted to the position of supervisor.
But He Ying is not optimistic about him: "I don't know when he can figure it out. If Wan Zhang is still alive..."
Only when some people leave can their importance become apparent.
Pei Muyang also knows that Wan Zhang is still alive, and he will definitely be able to give an explanation soon to appease the people.
This rain of blood really makes people panic.
"Your Majesty, please take back your life!"
There are also ministers' voices outside.
He Ying was upset when he heard this, and his fists clenched loudly.
Want to kill someone.
These ministers who couldn't see him happy should all die!
He punched the table with his fist, and before he wanted to kill anyone, he gave the order: "Go to Longchan Temple."
He is so worried. Sang Yan should be even more worried, right?
It's better to go and see her with your own eyes.
He walked out of the imperial study room.
It was blood red outside.
The minister's clothes are also red.
They knelt in the rain of blood and kowtowed when they saw him coming out:
"Your Majesty, the rain of blood from the sky is very ominous."
"Yes, the witch is the queen, and it is very uncertain. I beg the emperor to take back my life."
"Since the daughter of the Sang family entered the palace, strange things and disasters have occurred frequently. The witch has brought harm to the country. Your Majesty, please wake up. If this continues, the country will not be able to survive!"
…
They once again blamed Sang Yan for the bloody rain.
He Ying didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, he got into the carriage and left the palace.
outside the palace
The rain of blood seemed to be getting worse.
There were vortices of blood accumulated in the pits on the ground.
The people fled home one after another, shouting:
"The gods are angry!"
"Dahe is going to die!"
"The emperor will be punished by God after he accepts new members!"
…
These words made He Ying angry and wanted to kill someone.
"That's unreasonable!"
He gave a sharp shout and ordered: "Arrest all those who deceive the public with their evil talk! Let Xie Sui investigate thoroughly!"
"yes."
Pei Muyang got out of the chariot, held an oil-paper umbrella, and sent people to arrest them.
The chariot continued to move forward.
When going up the mountain, the car was cumbersome, so he switched to riding a horse.
When I arrived at Delong Temple, I was soaked in red and turned into a drowned rat.
At that time
Sang Yan was studying the blood in the room.
She asked Qiuzhi to take a basin of blood, put it on the table, and smelled it for a while. There was no blood, but a faint smell of grass.
When she was watching videos in modern times, she had seen the theory of blood rain, which was related to atmospheric circulation, ecological environment, etc.
In short, it will never be rain made of real blood.
"emperor--"
There was a exclamation in my ear.
Qiuzhi looked at the embarrassed emperor outside the door and covered her mouth.
Sang Yan heard the sound and immediately looked over: "Congratulations Ying!"
She walked over quickly and looked at him up and down: "What's wrong with you? It's raining, why are you coming here? Is it cold?"
He Ying didn't speak, his eyes were straight, as if his soul had been taken away, and he stood blankly, his hair was messy, his forehead and face were dripping with red water, and his clothes were also soaked in red, as if he was crawling from a pile of dead bodies.
The god of death.
Qiuzhi tremblingly handed over the scarf.
Sang Yan asked her to make a bowl of ginger soup, then took a kerchief to wipe his hair and wipe the rain off his body: "Why don't you speak? What happened?"
She was so upset by him.
"nothing."
He Ying hugged her suddenly.
Tight.
As if he was afraid that she would disappear.
Sang Yan became even more uneasy and guessed: "What's going on? But because of this blood rain? Let me tell you, this blood rain has nothing to do with the unknown, a curse or anything like that. It's just a natural phenomenon."
He Ying didn't care about Xue Yu, he just held her tightly and said in a paranoid tone: "Sang Yan, you are mine. No one can take you away from me."
Sang Yan nodded and comforted softly: "Yeah. I won't leave either. Don't worry."
She let him hold her for a while, and felt that the rain on his body had soaked into her clothes, so she said, "Relax a little. The rain on you has made my clothes wet."
After He Ying heard this, he remembered that he was dirty. He quickly let go of her and went out to ask a young novice to boil hot water.
Sang Yan left his arms and continued to wipe his body.
Qiuzhi also brought ginger soup.
He Ying took it and drank it in one breath.
Sang Yan asked him to take off his wet clothes and found some men's clothes for him.
He Ying frowned: "Why do you have men's clothes here?"
His first reaction was that there was another man, but he quickly gave up this ridiculous idea.
He believed that Sang Yan had him in her heart.
Then he felt that the clothes fit him very well.
I can't help but wonder: Did she know he was coming and prepared it for him?
Sang Yan answered his doubts with a smile: "When I left the palace, I knew you would come often, so I brought two pairs of casual clothes with you."
He Ying felt relieved after hearing this. He couldn't hold it back and leaned over to kiss her: "Ayan, you are so kind."
He picked her up again and put her on his lap.
While kissing her neck, he expressed his love: "I miss you so much."
Sang Yan was itchy from his kiss and kept hiding: "Don't make trouble. Let's be serious. Are you here for the bloody rain?"
He Ying nodded, put his chin against her neck, rubbed his ears and temples, and said, "Come here and see you. I'm afraid you're scared."
This is so.
This person thinks about her all the time!
Moved again.
And very sweet.
Sang Yan's heart softened. She turned around and kissed his nose, smiling and saying, "I'm not afraid. Not only am I not afraid, I also know why it rains like this." This chapter has been completed!