After rebirth, I found out that the tyrant's white moonlight is me

Xie Qian was restless when he slept, and he always wanted to find a more comfortable position, but the carriage was bumpy, and his shoulders were not as soft as a pillow, so he couldn't stand leaning his head against his neck like this.

In the end, he moved and moved, and somehow he moved onto Chu Lingyue's lap. He half-lyed on Chu Lingyue's lap, and turned his face to the direction of Chu Lingyue's waist to avoid the light.

Chu Lingyue sat upright on the carriage, seemingly quite at ease, but in fact, his back was almost stiff.

But his mind was blank, and his hand still involuntarily covered Xie Qian's ears to prevent him from being disturbed by the noisy outside world.

All in all, Xie Qian made up for his sleep very well. He woke up and saw Chu Lingyue as soon as he opened his eyes, and the usual waking up anger did not break out at all today.

He lay comfortably and didn't get up for a moment, he only half-closed his eyes and asked, "Are you there?"

There are quite a lot of rituals for their sacrificial ceremony. It takes two hours just to go around the field in the early morning.

Chu Ling looked down at him, but quickly moved away, and replied, "Soon."

After getting the answer, Xie Qian let out a 'huh', and sat up straight after he recovered completely.

He wiped his face with a silk handkerchief, and said while wiping, "Did you come by yourself? Or is it the car from the Shenshu Mansion?"

"Shen Shu Mansion."

"Then is it okay for you to come to see me now? Will Princess Wen Yao talk about you?"

"No." Chu Lingyue saw that Xie Qian's hair was a little messy, and replied casually, "With your father, mother and concubine here, she will not lose her temper."

Xie Qian couldn't help laughing when he heard that, Chu Lingyue said this at the right time, Princess Wen Yao is tough, and sometimes even hates His Majesty, but she never really lost her temper in front of his father, queen and concubine.

"Hey, do you think my hair is still in order?" Xie Qian remembered this after laughing, and turned his head to look at Chu Lingyue, "I won't be scolded again later."

Chu Lingyue looked at Xie Qian's face so close at hand, and forgot to blink. After a while, he heard Xie Qian's urging before answering, "A little bit."

Then with a flick of his fingertips, he touched Xie Qian's temples.

"Hahaha, focus on it, it's so itchy."

Chu Ling pursed his lips and followed suit.

"Hey, it doesn't have to be so heavy, it hurts a bit."

They were tossing around inside, but they didn't know that the convoy had already stopped at this time, and Xie Miao had already woken up and came to look for him. Hearing these two sentences, the hand that was about to lift the curtain paused, and asked very politely: " Xie Qian, who are you doing with?"

After a while, Xie Qian and Chu Lingyue got off the car one by one. Xie Miao was inexplicably relieved when he saw Chu Lingyue, and greeted with a smile: "It's a lack of words."

Chu Lingyue nodded: "Sister Yingyan."

It was the first time Xie Qian had heard Chu Lingyue calling someone like that, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Afterwards, several people went side by side, Xie Qian and Xie Miao bickered all the way, Chu Lingyue stood beside Xie Qian and listened, and arrived at the location of the imperial mausoleum after a while.

At this time, a high platform has been set up in front of the mausoleum, surrounded by officials and guards.

They have special identities and can be approached, but in front of the ancestor's mausoleum, they do not salute strangers, so they did not go to salute His Majesty, but just watched from the sidelines.

At this time, Xie Qian saw the prince Chu Yuanzhao coming from a distance. Since Chu Yuanzhao lost his child last time, he was a bit depressed, and his spirit was not in a good state.

At this time, behind him, two graceful and luxurious women are also approaching.

One of them was younger, with a quiet demeanor and a moderate demeanor, but his complexion didn't look too good either. This person was the Crown Princess Wenjin.

Although the other one looks a bit older, but he is looking like a god, and his appearance is so amazing that people can't help but look sideways.

But the people around her hindered her identity, no one dared to be disobedient.

Seeing this, Xie Miao couldn't help but clicked his tongue, leaned over and said softly: "When I see the Empress Dowager, I can't help my eyes light up, she is indeed the number one beauty in our Great Chu."

Xie Qian laughed when he heard it, and took the opportunity to tease: "You are not bad."

"Are you looking for death?" Xie Miao pinched him as he said that.

Chu Lingyue watched from the side, and immediately frowned.

But at this moment, Xie Miao suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, and said with a smile to the two of them, "If it's a comparison, it's a battle of words, isn't it?"

Xie Qian turned around and stared at Chu Lingyue for a while, then smiled and said, "Yes."

"Hey, the Empress Dowager looked at us just now," Xie Miao said, "She loved you since she was a child, did she see you?"

Xie Qian raised his chin, raised his eyebrows and said, "I have been growing up since I was a child, who doesn't love me?"

Xie Miao was speechless: "...wow."

Just talking like this, the auspicious time is coming, Taichang Temple Minister has already lined up the seats, His Majesty and the Queen Mother are in the first row, followed by Wen Yao Wenyu and Xie Wuya, and then the Crown Prince With the princes, Xie Miao, Xie Qian and Chu Lingyue came after them.

At the beginning of the sacrifice, Taizhu recited the prayers, and then guided by the officials to kneel down to worship. At the same time, 64 dancers played Tianhe music and Mingde dance under the stage.

Xie Qian hadn't gotten used to the tediousness of the sacrificial ceremonies, so he kept paying attention to the movements around him in an attempt to divert his attention so that time would be quicker.

But during one of the long kowtows, Xie Qian suddenly heard the ceremony officials standing beside him hiss in a low voice, but these ceremony officials are all used to big scenes, so they shouldn't be easy to be dishonest in front of the mausoleum.

Xie Qian was puzzled, and subconsciously raised his head to take a look. With just this look, his heart jumped alive, and he saw that the incense candle in the sacrificial square cauldron in front of him seemed to be going out for some reason!

Extinguishing incense and candles is a taboo for sacrifices, let alone this is an emperor's sacrifice!

However, the sacrificial supplies this time have definitely been strictly screened and customized. How could such a low-level mistake occur? Someone must have tampered with it.

I just don't know whether the person who did this was targeting Taichang Temple, which was preparing the sacrificial supplies, or Wen Yao and Wen Yu, the two eldest princesses who were organizing the sacrificial ceremony at this time!

Xie Qian's thoughts turned in an instant, seeing that there was not much time left for this kowtow, His Majesty seemed to stand up and raise his head.

Helpless, this matter is of great importance, Xie Qian gritted his teeth, and in the name of being disrespectful, he squeezed the Open Fire Jue with his fingertips.

But there are five incense candles in the tripod, and the distance is far away and the time is short, so I don't know if it will be too late.

But when he continued to ignite two of the spiritual powers sent out, the remaining three were also ignited!

Xie Qian was surprised, turned his head to look, and happened to see Chu Lingyue slow down his gestures, and there was still sparks in his fingertips.

At the same time, the introduction officer continued to guide loudly: "Kowtow and close—start—"

Then everyone looked up, and saw that everything in the cauldron was as usual, and the ceremony continued.

The ceremony lasted until noon, and everyone went down the high platform one by one according to the order. Xie Qian took advantage of the crowd and touched the side of Fang Ding, but there was only incense ashes left in the tripod, nothing else.

A voice suddenly sounded beside him: "I have asked people to go back to Beijing to go to Taichang Temple first, and there must be something to gain."

Xie Qian turned his head to look at Chu Lingyue, nodded, and then thoughtfully said: "The Yanshan farmer has been making incense candles for a living in recent years."