Master Fu’s Ace Wife

On July 19, Hatas's 70th birthday party came as scheduled.

This news is broadcast on various TV programs in K country. For the entire K country news media, the king's birthday banquet is the biggest event in K country this year.

It will also be the most explosive news.

Although not too many foreign guests were invited, several countries were confirmed to come. This birthday banquet was bound to be an intercontinental war, so it was destined not to be very lively.

In the dark palace, the first ray of morning light filtered in through the cracks in the windows.

On the walnut floor, half of the room was covered with white plush carpet. The huge room was quiet, and everything was neatly placed.

In the silence, a huddled man could be vaguely seen lying on the floor.

The man lying on the ground was soaked to the skin, and the sweat on his forehead had wet the broken hair. He closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

The side of his face was pressed against the wooden floor, and the sunlight filtered through the clouds and through the gaps in the unclosed curtains, hitting the man's eyelids impartially.

His peaceful sleeping face relaxed, and he moved his fingers, gradually showing signs of waking up. At the same time, there was a knock on the door.

"Your Highness?" Wan'an called.

Before going to bed last night, His Highness ordered that no one was allowed to enter his room without his permission this morning.

With such a rule, she could only wait at the door obediently.

Not getting a response from the person inside, Wan'an took the trouble to knock on the door twice, "Your Highness?"

Wan'an organized her words and said, "Your Highness, we are still busy with sacrifices this morning. Are you up?"

After a while, the person lying on the floor finally opened his eyes and responded a second before Wan'an pushed the door open.

He also successfully stopped the woman from pushing in the door.

"knew."

After receiving his response, Wan'an breathed a sigh of relief, "Can we go in then?"

"Wait a minute." Yin Sa said, holding her arms and sitting up from the floor.

Every night he would do rehabilitation exercises bit by bit in his room. Now he can stand up. Except for his slow steps, he is no different from ordinary people.

Wen Li was right. After surviving the days of bone tempering and rebirth, he was now a new man. Now he had a new life.

He practiced a little harder last night and fell asleep on the floor when he was tired.

Yin Sa stood up with strong support and walked towards the bed step by step.

There were clear bruises on his thighs. The person who attacked him that day used full force just to detect whether his legs were really numb.

That man really underestimated him. Even if the bullet really shot into his leg, he could still hold back and keep silent.

During these days of rebirth, the pain he experienced was far more severe than a bullet.

He got up from the ground and walked to the bed step by step. Now his legs could walk very steadily, but not very fast.

The recovery of muscles is also particularly obvious, but because the speed of muscle recovery cannot keep up with his reconstruction speed, it cannot return to the level of a normal person.

She got into bed and covered herself with quilt. After completing this series of actions, Yin Sa was no longer out of breath as before, but her breathing became much calmer.

"Come in, everyone."

Hearing the man's voice inside the door, Wan'an pushed the door open with her attendants and stepped on the towel that fell on the ground. She picked it up disapprovingly and handed it to the attendants behind her.

"Your Highness, you need to participate in the sacrificial activities in the morning. All preparations have been prepared at the sacrificial altar." Wan'an helped the person sit up from the bed with a crisp movement.

"Where's Wen Li?" Yin Sa asked.

"Miss Wen Li has already gone out. She said she wanted to go out of the palace for a walk."

Today is Hatas' birthday banquet, and the entire palace is busy. It is not convenient for them to come and go like this.

So Miss Wen Li took a few of them out early in the morning.

"Miss Wen Li's treatment is really effective. Your complexion has improved a lot." She said and arranged Yin Sa's clothes.

In fact, when Wen Li was asked to treat His Highness at the beginning, Mr. Nealon personally asked whether His Highness would be able to have children if the treatment was successful.

But I'm afraid they can only know this question by asking Miss Wen Li themselves.

Yin Sa, who was neatly dressed, was pushed out of the room. As soon as he got off the elevator, he saw Hebra who had been waiting in the lobby for a long time.

He was wearing a black dress today, with a medal hanging on his shoulders, and the golden tassels hanging down looked particularly bright.

Seeing how energetic the man in the wheelchair was, Hebrew's face softened.

"Your Majesty has arranged for me to come and pick you up. Jiatong and Yingran are already waiting at the altar."

As he spoke, Hebrew came over and took the handle of the wheelchair from Wan'an's hand, pushing him towards the door.

"Brother-in-law, are you very busy these days?"

Hebrew pushed him along the path, "It's okay. After all, things involving intercontinental borders are not so easy to deal with."

"What's Dad's opinion on the Intercontinental League?"

Hebrews suddenly felt a little surprised after hearing these words, "When did you become interested in these things?"

Ever since Yin Sa's leg was injured, he had never asked about these matters.

It seems that no matter how this country develops, it has nothing to do with him.

"Everyone will pay attention to such a big thing as the Intercontinental League."

"Now His Majesty has been hesitant about whether to send troops. The number of people we have sent out is the smallest among all countries. Now the domestic economy is not developing well and natural disasters are coming one after another. Your Majesty must be careful when making any decisions. Think about it.”

This is also quite difficult for Hatas.

The two of them exchanged words like this and quickly went to the altar.

The sacrificial platform is in the southeast corner of the palace, a huge circular rooftop. Now there are burning torches on it, and all the sacrificial objects are placed on the platform.

The torch made of a huge human face mask beside the stage is particularly eye-catching, like some ancient sacrificial ceremony.

The royal family of King K has a department specifically responsible for conducting sacrifices, called the "Secret Realm".

These people all come from ancient ethnic groups and have served the royal family since the day they were born. To this day, they are still in charge of the sacrificial affairs of the entire K country.

Every spring planting and autumn harvest, as well as major and minor events in the palace, they held sacrificial activities.

The wizard came down from the stage, and his long black robe fell to the ground. He took a pair of scissors in his hand and neatly cut off Yin Sa's hair and nails.

Yin Sa, who never believed in such things, dismissed it. Everything in this world could be predicted by divination.

Those who are qualified to participate in the sacrifice are all members of the royal family. Regardless of whether they are close or distant, they are all members of the royal family.

Sacrifice is a very serious and solemn matter for the royal family. All members present must wear gorgeous clothes and stand neatly and solemnly under the round platform.

Hatas stood in the middle, with Yin Sa and Princess Jiatong on his left and right.

"Hala..." The wizard in charge of the sacrifice danced around the altar.

Everyone watching saw the wizard cutting Yin Sa and Jia Tong's nails and hair. Harry was standing in the third row, and Ni Chang happened to be beside him.

"So that's what it meant."

He said something coldly.

Ni Chang on the side asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

He was just a priest praying for good weather, so why did he listen to his father's wishes? There was something wrong.

"This is the ceremony to choose the successor."

Harry himself is the sibling of Hatas. Those who were once pushed to the throne by the old king certainly know better.

The last step of the year was defeated by this ceremony.

The king will think about the most suitable candidate for this position based on the situation given by the wizard.

Sure enough, after the wizard finished the sacrificial dance, he threw the two cloth bags into the two burning torches.

The crackling sound of burning became louder and louder, and finally the flame on his left turned red and blue.

"Pa!" The wizard slashed the three stacked turtle shells with his last sword.

The people below watched intently, for fear of making any mistakes.

On the distant roof, above the circular-domed Glass Palace, the glass reflected different lights in the sun, easily confusing everyone's eyes.

Of course, no one saw the girl standing on the roof.

Gu Ningxi used a little trick and took Wen Li to stand on the roof to watch the situation on the sacrificial platform.

"It's quite grand." She looked over.

"What did you see?" Wen Li asked.

Gu Ningxi shook her head, "Not yet."

She has been exposed to those gods and ghosts since she was a child, and she happened to hear the news that a sacrifice was going to be held today, so she dragged Wen Li and rushed here to join in the fun.

After all, it was also a sacrificial activity for King K's royal family, so she had to take a good look and play.

After five minutes passed, the wizard on the platform handed the written note into Hatas's hand.

At the same time, Gu Ningxi suddenly saw a light blue light flying out from the southwest direction, and slowly landed in one of the burning torches.

"Yes!" Gu Ningxi grabbed Wen Li's hand and pointed there, "I saw a light flying inside!!"

Then the torch burst into blue light, and everyone present was amazed.

There are many things in this world that cannot be explained by science, and most people blame ghosts and gods for these unexplainable phenomena.

In the past, most of the theories about ghosts and gods were fabricated by the ruling class in order to deceive the people into willingly obeying their own rule.

The sacrifices of King K's royal family also had some of this color.

But after Gu Ningxi entered the palace, she felt something was wrong here. It was different from all the heads of state or royal palaces she had been to.

There seems to be some powerful power here, a power that can make people feel relaxed and happy.

"Which direction did that light come from?" Wen Li asked.

Gu Ningxi looked at the crowd below who was starting to stir, "Southwest."

Wen Li led her down, preparing to go to the southwest. Just as she was walking, Gu Ningxi suddenly took her hand and stopped.

The little girl rubbed her eyes vigorously, looked at Wen Li intently, and finally pointed at the top of Wen Li's head.

"Sister Wen Li, that anger is also with you."

Wen Li suddenly felt like he was possessed by a ghost. He looked around but saw nothing.

"Why is that energy on you?" Gu Ningxi said and looked over.

The only people standing over there were Hatas, Yin Sa and Jia Tong.

Why, Wen Li also has this blue energy.