sir he is sweet

Qi Zhao rubbed the corners of his forehead, his face covered with a layer of gloom.

Ever since he saw the secret decree, his heart has been beating intermittently, and the heart palpitations that he hasn't experienced for a long time have come back, even the corners of his lips are purple.

He didn't eat a few mouthfuls of lunch, and vomited it all up before taking a nap. He leaned against the side of the couch, frowning in distraught, even his eyes were filled with irritability.

Ordering Murong Sheng to enter Guxiang and conclude a covenant of truce in Guxiang, this is a serious matter.

It is also a matter of sending sheep to the tiger's mouth.

There is no two countries that have been fighting for so many years, suddenly negotiated peace, and invited the prince of the other party to come over.

In anyone's eyes, this is malicious, and what's more, Emperor Qian readily agreed.

Qi Zhao took a deep breath, knowing that the emperor had become suspicious.

Someone set up a trap to wait for him, and someone...waited to push him into the fire pit.

He knew that the people over there were waiting for him to go back.

And this secret decree also very clearly restrained Murong Sheng, but he... can he let Murong Sheng go alone?

Qi Zhao closed his eyes, feeling restless.

the answer is negative.

In this world, people's hearts are the easiest thing to calculate, but also the hardest to guess, how he treats Murong Sheng, anyone with a heart will see, he will never let Murong Sheng go to Guxiang alone.

He will go with him.

So, I thought that I would never get close to that place again in this life, it was really just nonsense!

"What's wrong with you?"

Murong Sheng was quite frightened by this wave of seizures, knowing that he was uncomfortable, half kneeled on the couch, hugged him, stroked his chest and back for him.

"Why all of a sudden... Is there something wrong with the medicine?"

Since entering the southern border, Qi Zhao's situation has gradually stabilized, and even his complexion has improved a lot. Where did such a serious attack happen?It's really scary.

Qi Zhao closed his eyes distractedly, his cyanotic lips moved slightly, and said "it's okay" lightly.

His heart palpitations from vomiting didn't slow down for a while, and he didn't want to talk. The little guy who was usually bouncing around immediately calmed down, coaxing himself softly, just like coaxing a child.

"Then do you want to lie down? Or do you want to drink some water?"

Murong Sheng was so distressed, he lightly pecked the man's sweaty forehead, trying to comfort him as much as possible.

It can be seen that this person is not in a high mood.

"Didn't Your Highness always want to know who I am?"

Qi Zhao didn't know what to think about, opened his eyes suddenly, and slightly curled his lips, "Your Highness allowed me to accompany me, so I will naturally know."

At this moment, Murong Sheng was stunned, remembering a lot of information he knew before.

His hometown is in the southwest, his mother is the former saintess of the Miao domain, he...has the blood of Gu Xiang on his body, and he still harbors many secrets.

"Can……"

Murong Sheng thought of the news he found, and his heart sank suddenly, "But..."

"No buts."

Qi Zhao waited for half a day before he calmed down, expressionless, "Enter Guxiang as soon as possible."

Murong Sheng was silent, "Mmm", hugged him and kissed him, "Then when you feel better, then..."

"tomorrow."

Qi Zhao interrupted him unceremoniously.

Murong Sheng fell silent.

"okay."

The matter has already started, so it is not something he can shake. He likes Qi Zhao, the kind he likes the most, but he will not lose his mind and calculation simply because of Qi Zhao.

According to his investigation, Qi Zhao's identity is not simple, probably the most important person in Guxiang.

Thinking about his mother's status as the former saintess of Miao Yu, Murong Sheng felt that most of the Qi Zhao was related to Gu Xiang's sacrificial shrine.

The southwest area is very religious, and even the royal family is restricted by the priests' temple. It can be said that the priests in the priests' temple serve the gods. They have a high status and are respected. Every word and deed is treated as a god. .

In the eyes of their people, the bloodline is the representative of inheritance.

This group of people also brought Song Jinyu with them.

Murong Sheng harbored other thoughts, and frowned directly after listening to Yan Shishi's retelling.

Temple of Priests—

Could it be that Qi Zhao's health improved because of the sacrificial temple?

Murong Sheng rode in the middle of the leaning, he looked back at the carriage behind him with a thoughtful expression.

There were so many mysterious and bizarre things in the Southwest that he had to believe in many things.

Before Qi Zhaolin left the capital, he almost lost his breath and lost his life. When he came to the south, he gradually recovered, and he seemed to gain some popularity. Is this related to the temple of priests?

Could this person be the priest of Gu Xiang?

You know, priests in Guxiang are almost equal to the status of gods.

Murong Sheng fell into anxiety.

I don’t know if leaving Guxiang completely will allow us to draw a clear line with the Priest’s Temple. After all, there have been many frictions between the two countries. If Emperor Qian knows that Qi Zhao’s identity is not only from Guxiang, but also closely related to the Priest’s Temple in Guxiang , Will you have the idea of ​​​​disposing of him?

After all-

The ancients said that if you are not of my race, your heart must be different.

Confined by this incident, Murong Sheng was about to turn gray with worry, and secretly went to ride alongside Song Jinyu to inquire about the matter of the priest's shrine.

"Your Highness said, there is no need to worry," Song Jinyu smiled slightly, "The priest's temple is never forced to retain priests. It is the most sacred place in ancient Xiang. It needs to be done willingly, and there will never be anyone who has a different heart."

Murong Sheng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, then he heard Song Jinyu continue: "But the result of defecting to a priest is usually...death."

As soon as these words came out, Murong Sheng's heart skipped a beat.

defected priest?die?

"Then... what if the bloodline is connected to the Temple of Priests, closely related and directly affected?"

Song Jinyu reined in the rein, and suddenly his voice was surprised, "Are you sure?"

They all knew who Murong Sheng was alluding to.

"of course."

Murong Sheng nodded.

The further south you go, the stronger the hot and humid feeling, Song Jinyu frowned, and looked far away, almost able to see the spire of the priest's shrine.

Can't help but sigh.

"Seventh prince, if what you said is true, then there is only one person in the whole world who fits this situation."

Murong Sheng was stunned, "Huh?"

Some things gradually surfaced.

What Song Jinyu was referring to was the great priest who hadn't shown up for more than ten years.

Is the master of the shrine of priests.

The man's name is Sima Zhaohe, and he is a god-like existence in the southern region. Sima is the surname of the country, so he is the son of the former king of ancient Xiang, and he is also the elder brother of the current king.

It is said that since he was a child, he was capable of both literature and martial arts, and was quite strategic. Not only did he inherit the priest's shrine and perform divination and sacrifices, but he also led the army for two years.

Wherever he has gone, he has never been defeated, which can be said to have created a myth in Guxiang's battle.

If he stays for another two years, I am afraid that not only Futu City will be destroyed, but also the entire southern border will be captured by Gu Xiang.

The celestial dynasty is in danger.

"Then..." Murong Sheng's eyes moved, "Where is that high priest named Sima Zhaohe?"