Pretty State Preceptor Saves the Planet

Xie Huai'an was trying to recall what was said in the forecast when a few maids came up with lacquer trays and asked him to choose hair accessories and blouses.

Every time Xie Shijun went to the Imperial Garden, it was like fighting an uphill battle. The grooming had to be exquisite to the hair, and in the end, he had to create an effect that he hadn't deliberately dressed up.Right now, the Son of God has come to the door, and all the maids are very careful.

Xie Huaian glanced at Hong Yao, and found that his face changed when there were more people.

Hong Yao has changed from a gloomy and bloody pervert who would pick off people's heads at any time, to an affectionate pervert.

He sat crookedly on the chair newly moved by his servants, resting his cheeks with his hands, staring affectionately at Xie Huai'an with a warm expression like the spring breeze for a while, and scanning everyone around Xie Huai'an gloomyly for a while, as if any servant would shave his servant more He would chop off a hair in no time.

Xie Huaian: "..."

It's scary, so stay away.

Xie Huai'an picked out a pure-color ribbon from among the jewels, and before the little maids came forward, he pulled up a neat ponytail by himself: "Okay, let's take it all off."

This was not an act of "thank you" at all, and the maids turned pale and knelt down.

Hong Yao and Xie Huai'an made eye contact, and they both saw a hint of "act, you continue to act".

"Your Majesty likes this..." Xie Huai'an lowered his head shyly, "I don't need those rouge and incense from now on, it's more natural."

"Servants remember..." The maids were relieved immediately, and their voices were slightly crying.

Those who serve improperly will be replaced, and the servants who are abandoned in the palace will have no good end——

Heavenly masters often sacrifice, and there must be living corpses in the sacrifices.

"170... Which one will be drawn today?" The Miao Thirteenth Son took a sip of tea, got up gracefully, and walked to the backyard of Lanchi Palace with his attendants.

The Holy Son walked gracefully, his waist was like a slender willow branch, and his face was sickly pale. The eunuchs and maids crowded around him, even though the sun was no longer strong under the shade of greenery. , still holding an umbrella for him.

It's a pity that the emperor was present and couldn't bring out the holy drum music, otherwise the scene would be much bigger than this.The Miao Thirteenth Son thought regretfully, turned his head and cheered up again.

He didn't come here for anything else, but a sentence that the Celestial Master mentioned in the Temple of Manna a few days ago: "The servant of Lanchi wants Xiqin, and our family wants to listen to it when I have time."

This bitch... walks the same way as him, and has also learned how to dress, but he still wants to take advantage of the Temple of Manna.

He wanted him to remember that the male concubine of the Emperor of the Dajing Dynasty and the holy son of the Tiansheng Sect were very different, and there was nothing that Xiao couldn't think of.

In the water pavilion, Xie Shijun and the emperor stood and sat one by one.

Xie Shijun was dressed in light gauze and thin clothes, his long hair was tied up casually, but his temperament had changed a lot with that same face, showing a bit of celestial, romantic and elegant.

The emperor was different, his figure was hidden in the shadows, and his green eyes shone coldly.

The Miao Thirteenth Holy Son rarely faced the emperor directly, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw the gloomy Hong Yao in the waterside pavilion.

According to the old rules, the Holy Son represents the Celestial Master. When the two meet, the Holy Son does not need to salute the emperor, but the emperor needs to retreat to show respect.

But as Hongyao got older, the people in Ganlu Hall restrained Hongyao a lot, and this rule was reduced to a piece of waste paper.

Although the emperor in Yong'an Palace does not touch the government, he is by no means a soft persimmon who can be squeezed by others.He is the number one believer of the Tiansheng Sect, and he has great freedom in the palace. He can transfer money to the practice palace, search for treasures for the enjoyment of beauties, and even build his own private guard. No one would touch him if it is not necessary.

"Xie Shijun, why don't you come down to see the ceremony? The sun is too strong, I can't stay for long."

The Miao Thirteenth Son forced himself to ignore Hong Yao's existence, sat on the kneeling eunuch's back, raised his chin and said to another young eunuch, "Go and pass on a message. If His Majesty speaks, answer smartly."

The little eunuch who was named ran towards the water pavilion at a trot.

"The Holy Son of Heaven taught..." The little eunuch quickly retreated to the corner after delivering the words.

"This... little father-in-law, if you have anything to ask, please tell the Son directly, Your Majesty is still here, I can't leave."

Xie Huai'an's demeanor was purer and weaker than that of the Miao Thirteenth Son. After the little eunuch ran down, he secretly rolled his eyes.

He hates entangled troubles, even if it is an emperor, adding a son who is looking for trouble is double the trouble.

Across the pool, the Miao Thirteen Sons set up a show.

The Holy Son sat on the back of the eunuch with a pitiful smile, and several maids served beside him, fanning the wind and holding an umbrella for him, and wiping the thin sweat from his temples.

"Since His Majesty is present, let's keep the etiquette simple today." Hearing Xie Huai'an's reply, Shengzi said to the little eunuch tactfully.

"Go ahead and tell me that the sacrifice ceremony is about to begin, and everyone in the Lanchi Palace is asked to kneel down in this court facing southwest until the third quarter of Yin hour. Your majesty can come to Chaotianmen to observe the grand ceremony in person. The heavenly master has reserved a good seat for your majesty."

Hearing this, the little eunuch couldn't move his feet as if they had taken root, beads of sweat dripped out all of a sudden.

"Why, are you afraid to say this in front of His Majesty?" Miao Shisan still had a soft tone, with contempt and impatience in his eyes, "The rules of the priests are what the temple says, and even the emperor has to pay three points."

"Here..." the little eunuch lowered his head and ran back to Shuixie, and told him respectfully.

Want to kneel?Xie Huaian caught the key word and looked at Hong Yao in shock.

At this time, Hong Yao did not play the scene of the foolish king and his concubine, and leaned back in the chair with his arms folded, staring straight at Xie Huai'an with his strange blue eyes, with a smile on his lips, without saying a word.

Xie Huaian tilted his head and understood.Hong Yao's silence means that this is a multiple-choice question, and he will handle it by himself.

To obey the celestial master behind the Son, or to ask the emperor for help?

If he obeyed the words of the Holy Son at this time, the little emperor would judge him to be worthless tonight, preventing him from seeing the sun tomorrow.

——Too simple, any option is troublesome, he chooses to play dead.

The crows chirped on the palace wall, and the servants of Lanchi Palace kept away.

The maids who were fanning the Son moved a little slower.

Under everyone's gaze, Xie Huai'an supported the edge of the soft couch, pinched the light gauze sleeve and turned his head to cover his lips.

"Ahem..." Xie Huai'an coughed a few times before saying a word, his head drooped, his graceful shoulders and neck trembled, like a white bird unbearable from the heat and fatigue.

Xie Huai'an thought that he would be stiff, but in fact he pretended to be very natural, as if he had often performed on stage in his previous life.

He is not afraid of the crowd's attention, and he feels excited when he thinks about it. It's a pity that not many people saw this performance today, and the "repertoire" he performed could not be on stage.

"Sacrifice is the most important thing. I will naturally complete the meaning of the temple... It's just a cough, I just got sick a few days ago..."

Xie Huai'an's voice became weaker and weaker, he pressed his hand on his forehead, his eyelids were slightly closed and precarious.

Seeing this posture, the Miao Thirteenth Son immediately ordered: "Ask the imperial physicians to prepare."

After giving the order, the Holy Son's smile was filled with worry and concern, and he said in his heart: Heh, pretend to be dizzy.He brought three sages who only serve the Temple of Ganlu on weekdays, and even if they fainted, they could be convicted of deception by the doctor on the spot.

There is no need to punish anything, just kneel for half a night.Now is the time when the humidity is unbearable, and Xie Shijun's body can kill half of his life.

Want to climb the Heavenly Master?You can climb it when you die.

Immediately afterwards, the corners of Miao Shisan's smiling lips froze.

Xie Shijun fainted as soon as he said he was dizzy, and fell lightly, but he didn't land on the ground and was caught by the emperor striding forward.

The imperial physician and the medical boys carrying small boxes surrounded him, the curtains of the soft couch were put back, and Xie Shijun was easily moved to the couch by the emperor.

Acupuncture and kneading of acupoints, medicated oil stimulation... The three imperial physicians first ordered the medical boy to do it and then saw the doctor in person. Xie Shijun couldn't wake up despite all the methods, and the imperial physicians tore off a few beards.

Miao Shisan couldn't sit still anymore, and slightly raised his arm to signal the little eunuch to wait for him to get up.

Only the Emperor Shuixieli scolded: "Is the salary all for nothing? Get lost!"

The emperor, like a furious beast, is desperate to hide his weak lover in his domain.He kicked away the people blocking the side of the couch, and the hand that he claimed to never touch with anyone stayed in mid-air for a moment, hugged Xie Shijun horizontally, and left like a gust of wind without even looking at him.

Along the way, the eunuchs were trembling, and the gold-masked armored soldiers were silent, and no one stopped them.

Miao Shisan took a deep breath and wanted to follow with a worried expression.

A veiled female official stood in front of the moon cave door, casting a warning glance.

"Kong Qing..." Miao Shisan smiled stiffly, and bit out the female officer's name from between her teeth.

He didn't dare to mess with her, this is a lunatic who killed people in the Manna Temple.

The inner hall of Lanchi Palace.

Hong Yao retreated from the crowd, and put Xie Huaian on the vermilion lacquer carved bed.

Xie Huai'an's snow-white wrists were unable to hang down, his eyes were closed tightly and he became unconscious.

"Servant?" The anger in Hong Yao's eyes had disappeared.He sat quietly on the side of the couch and looked at Xie Huai'an's heaving chest, pulled off his gloves, and pressed Xie Huai'an's wrist with his calloused fingertips.

Smooth to the touch, weak and irregular pulse.

Hong Yao's eyes were dim, and his skin that had not been in direct contact with people for a long time seemed to be burning.

Xie Huaian was not worried at all that he would be awakened.

He is watching the weather forecast and won't wake up until the forecast is over.

The system broadcasts the weather forecast on time and on demand every night, and you can ask to watch the replay at other times.Once the preview is played, people will fall into a dreamlike space and cannot control their bodies. Outsiders seem to be dizzy for a while.

"Let's listen to the city's weather forecast below. Zhaoge will turn from sunny to cloudy..."

Right now, the preview has just finished playing, and a system dialog box appears in the dark space, saying "Would you like to play again after the broadcast is over?"

Xie Huaian put a big tick on the "Yes" option: "All right, let's play it again."

"My dear, there is no limit to the number of replays. However, the system functions through your energy as the medium, and excessive use will cause adverse reactions. Do you still want to play it?"

"Let's put it on, small matter, I'm counting the time. It's almost time for today's forecast, so you keep replaying it until today's forecast comes out."

After the system replayed it several times, it played today's new content, and Xie Huai'an watched it intently.

The Celestial Master wants to sacrifice to the solar eclipse.

Xie Huai'an remembered that a solar eclipse was also called Tiangou eclipse, when the bright sky would turn dark, it was obviously not a good omen in ancient times.

If the news of the solar eclipse is predicted in advance, maybe I can use this to fight for something with Hong Yao...

"Your Majesty, wake up."

Xie Huai'an listened intently to the forecast when suddenly Hong Yao's voice came in.

With the sound of calling, Xie Huai'an felt like a feather fell into the mud and returned to his heavy body.

Dizziness, palpitations, shortness of breath and other symptoms rushed into his body, a warm current penetrated from his wrist to his limbs, the weather forecast was still ringing in his mind, and Hong Yao's call was in his ear.

Xie Huai'an's enthusiasm for work disappeared instantly.

Ah, so tired.He just heard that Da Jingshun will have a total solar eclipse once in a hundred years in midsummer in 14 years.

The forecast is still going on, only sound but no video.Xie Huai'an was dizzy and heard with difficulty that there would be a solar eclipse within a month. The duration was the longest in history, and the system was still observing the specific day.

After hearing the news, he was about to fall asleep, and the voices in his head and beside him rang annoyingly:

The system said: "Dear, this forecast is over. The system cannot maintain the image due to external interference. I wish you enough rest and a smooth mission, and a good mood every day!"

Hong Yao said: "Your Excellency, if you sleep again, I will send you to see the real Xie Shijun."