After the cannon fodder prostitute was reborn, she was favored by the entire royal family

Su Xiaoxiao thought about it and understood what Xuanyuan Qingmu meant, "You mean, there is someone from Jiang Xin in Qintian Prison?"

A deep light flashed across Xuanyuan Qingmu's eyes: "Not sure."

Qin Tianjian, where Dongchen observes celestial phenomena, calculates solar terms, and formulates calendars, is a highly respected place.

Ou Mingxiu, the supervisor of the Qin Tian Jian, although he did not participate in government affairs, his words were of great weight.

From the emperors down to the common people, everyone believed in the words of God.

If he said that Su Xiaoxiao could not enter the royal jade plate...

Su Xiao tapped her little fingers on the table, her eyes flickering with light.

In the novel, the first time the author mentioned the timekeeping of the Qin Tian Jian was when Xuanyuan Yi hired a wife and named the country.

The description of him is only a little more than hers, and he is completely a paper man without a soul.

But now, these paper figures have been injected with souls and become living creatures.

The plot also deviated from the original work. She was really not sure whether Ouyang Xiu was an enemy or a friend.

After looking at the sky, Xuanyuan Qingmu stood up and straightened his clothes, "I'm going back first. In three days... be careful."

Before the final sound dissipated completely, his figure had already disappeared into the house.

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of envy, she clenched her fists, and secretly decided that she also wanted to learn Qing Kung Fu.

The golden crow and the silver moon rotate alternately.

In the past three days, Xuanyuan Qingmu and Su Xiaoxiao have been the most discussed among the people.

But at that time, everyone stayed in the palace and the regent's palace and did not show up.

Three days later, the sky in the distance had just turned duck-egg blue, and a team of thousands of people walked slowly towards the Xuanling Temple outside the city, stepping on the cold dew.

In the convoy, four carriages moved forward and backward.

In front of the golden redwood carriage at the front, two men rode side by side, riding in front of the carriage.

"Xuanling Temple is very popular. Every year, royal sacrifices are held at Xuanling Temple. I must have never seen such a grand scene, right?" Xuanyuan Yi looked sideways at Xuanyuan Qingmu, with a friendly smile on his lips.

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Xuanyuan Qingmu's beautiful face was filled with indifference and alienation. Scarlet red flashed in his eyes when he heard this, and he responded casually: "I have never seen it before. Where I live, the people are simple-hearted, brothers, friends, and brothers are respectful, and there is not so much intrigue."

Xuanyuan Yi didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in his words, and turned to look at the carriage behind him, with a complicated look in his eyes.

After a while, he sighed softly, "Among the five of us brothers, only you and I are healthy. It's really..."

The last words dissipated in the morning wind, and Xuanyuan Qingmu did not hear them clearly.

Su Xiaoxiao was sitting in the last carriage, occasionally opening the curtain to look at the surrounding dense forest.

When his eyes focused on the young man in front of him, he was filled with surprise.

He is worthy of being the villain who survives to the end, killing everyone instantly with just a single glance from his back.

When she set off today, she followed Su Nan into the palace, and then got directly into the carriage without seeing Xuanyuan Yi's appearance.

But you don’t need to look to know that there is absolutely no comparison with Xuanyuan Qingmu’s heaven-defying beauty.

"Brother, Miss Su was sent to the countryside to recuperate since she was a child. She must have suffered a lot. Brother, please be kinder to others in the future." Xuanyuan Yi gently pulled the horse's rope and said suddenly.

Xuanyuan Qingmu was wary of Xuanyuan Yi's closeness and glanced at him lightly, lowering her eyes and looking at the horse rope in her hand without saying a word.

Xuanling Temple was not far from the imperial city. About an hour later, the carriage and horses stopped.

Su Xiaoxiao got off the carriage and looked up. The ancient Taoist temple was solemn and natural.

Behind Emperor Zhaoyang were five princes, followed by his grandfather Xia Jiangyi on the lower right hand side, and Su Nan on the lower left hand side, one step behind Xia Jiangyi.

In fact, Su Nan's official position was not lower than that of Xia Jiangyi, but he was the son-in-law of the Duke of Xia, so he took a step back out of morality.

Further down, there are Prime Minister Cang Ming, Zhenyuan Hou Qi Yuan, second uncle Xia Yuze, and third uncle Xia Jinpeng.

From behind, officials at all levels stood in turn.

Among thousands of people, there were only two female relatives.

She and Jiang Xin, who was standing behind Xia Jiangyi.

Jiang Xin was dressed in a pink palace dress. At first glance, she looked like she was twenty years old, but she was a bit more mature than a twenty-year-old woman. Every move she made was charming, dignified, beautiful and noble.

Su Xiaoxiao saw Jiang Xin for the first time today, and a sense of confrontation between light and black suddenly emerged, wanting to completely destroy the other party.

She narrowed her eyes and looked away the moment Jiang Xin turned her head.

There is hidden desire in his eyes.

I've met my opponent.

Jiang Xin's eyes focused on Su Xiaoxiao and nodded gently to her.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled back, appropriately and generously.

Darkness flashed across Jiang Xin's eyes, she withdrew her gaze and looked at the green tripod with complicated carvings in front of the main hall.

She glanced at Zhu Ya, Minister of the Ministry of War, calmly.

Zhu Ya nodded slightly.

The corner of Jiang Xin's mouth raised an almost invisible arc, and she lowered her eyes and touched the armor.

Emperor Zhaoyang, together with all the civil and military officials, stood quietly in front of the main hall of Xuanling Temple and listened to the chanting of scriptures by the disciples in the temple.

The breeze blew by, carrying the unique fragrance of the incense in the temple and surrounding everyone.

Outside Xuanling's view, a black figure quickly shuttled through the forest.

She used the cover of the woods to go to the backyard, knocked out a Guanzhong disciple, and quickly took off the black night clothes outside, revealing the same clothes as the Guanzhong disciple underneath.

Picking up the bucket next to the wellhead, he swayed toward the kitchen.

"Where are you? Hurry up and boil the water. You are delaying His Majesty's business, and we will all be killed by you." As soon as she walked to the door of the back kitchen, the broad and fat cook yelled at her with anger on her face.

Lin Wanru lowered her eyes, responded in a low voice, and quickly poured water into the pot to boil.

When the cook and others were not paying attention, she sprinkled a packet of tawny pink on the sandalwood nearby.

"Quickly, take this plate of sandalwood to the main hall." Seeing Lin Wanru boiling water honestly, the cook called to other disciples to take the sandalwood to the main hall.

Lin Wanru excused herself to go to the bathroom and left with the Sandalwood disciple.

When she passed a corner, she knocked the disciple unconscious with one palm, dragged him to a side room, stuffed him under the bed, and took the sandalwood to the main hall.

Outside the main hall, Xuan Yin took a fly whisk and blessed Emperor Zhaoyang, "Your Majesty, the time has come. You can burn incense and pray for blessings."

As he spoke, he handed the whisk in his hand to the disciple behind him.

Lin Wanru took a step forward holding the sandalwood and glanced at Xuan Yin.

Xuan Yin's pupils shrank and he hesitated for a moment before raising his hand and slowly taking the sandalwood from her hand.

When handing the sandalwood to Emperor Zhaoyang, he secretly glanced at Xuanyuan Qingmu and Su Xiaoxiao, stepped back and began to recite scriptures.

Emperor Zhaoyang held up the sandalwood, bowed three times to the green tripod, and solemnly inserted the three pillars of sandalwood into the green tripod.

The faint fragrance of sandalwood spreads with the wind, wrapped in the incense, and spreads throughout the main hall.

Su Xiaoxiao sniffed and frowned slightly.

At this moment, a dull sound suddenly came from inside the Qingding.

Xuanyuan Qingmu's expression changed, and he grabbed Emperor Zhaoyang and stepped back without regard to etiquette.

Almost at the same time, Xia Yuze stepped forward, grabbed Xia Jiangyi, and shouted: "Back off!"

The surrounding officials looked confused and stared blankly at the few people who quickly fled outside.

Su Xiaoxiao turned around and just ran two steps when a loud noise suddenly came from behind.