White Moonlight Rescue System [Quick Transmigration]

Nie Su let go of Lin Ce slowly, his face changed unpredictable, and finally returned to calm.

"Let him in." Nie Su said in a deep voice.

The people of the Dayu Dynasty have always advocated divine power, and the prestige of the national teacher in the hearts of the people is higher than that of the emperor. No matter how the dynasty changes, the divine power is still irreplaceable in the hearts of the people.

Xu Shi struggled a little anxiously just now, but now that he was let go, Lin Ce couldn't help coughing in a low voice, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he raised his eyes, his peach blossom eyes seemed to be filled with spring mist.

Fu Ling's eyes lingered on him for a moment, watching his disheveled clothes and his snow-white face stained with an unnatural blush.

Nie Su looked towards where his line of sight stopped, squinted his eyes, and asked, "What's the important thing for the Master to come here?"

Fu Ling lowered her eyes slightly, and said coldly: "Three days later, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven will be held. I have something to discuss with Your Majesty."

Nie Su nodded slightly, then said to Lin Ce in a deep voice, "Ah Yu, let's go out first."

Lin Ce glanced at Fu Ling, covering his face and unable to see his expression clearly, so he straightened his clothes and walked out the door resentfully.

A palace man knelt outside the door, Lin Ce saw the palace man who brought him here just now, and kicked him a few times angrily. Although he knew it was not his fault, but his current identity is the little prince. Reason is strange.

After half a cup of tea, Fu Ling came out slowly.

Lin Ce pretended to be nonchalant and said, "How did Master Guoshi come out? It makes people wait a long time."

Fu Ling walked in front of him silently, stretched out her fingers to comb his somewhat messy black hair, then gathered a snow-white cloak for him, and said in a deep voice, "Go back."

For some reason, Lin Ce's heart felt warm, and he smiled, his brows and eyes stretched out, making the silky brows and eyes even more attractive.

Chong Qing was waiting for him at the carriage stop, and his expression relaxed when he saw him. Lin Ce didn't intend to tell him what happened just now.

What surprised Lin Ce was that Fu Ling wanted to ride in the carriage with him.

"My lord, thank you just now." Lin Ce leaned on the soft couch, holding the stove in his hand, and said slowly.

Both of them knew what he was referring to just now. Fu Ling paused when he poured tea into the cup, and after a long silence, he said lightly: "No need."

Seeing his indifference, Lin Ce's eyelashes were half drooping, and then as if thinking of something, he slowly leaned forward, the distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer, so close that he could see his black eyelashes trembling slightly.

Lin Ce slowly reached out to lift his mask, but this time he was gently held by a hand.

"It's not like I haven't seen it before." Lin Ce withdrew his hand embarrassingly and muttered.

Seeing that Fu Ling still didn't answer, Lin Ce felt bored, leaned back on the soft couch again, closed his eyes tightly and stopped looking at him.

The carriage drove slowly, and with the sound of the wheels turning, Lin Ce unconsciously fell asleep.

There was a faint fragrance of dragon in the carriage, which was the fragrance on Lin Ce's clothes.

Fu Ling put down the teacup slowly, and looked at the thin young man with his eyes closed, his eyes were dark and unclear.

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Since he came back last time, Lin Ce heard that Fu Ling had been staying deep in the inner hall of the Lingshu Terrace, not even seeing the old priests, and it was said that he was preparing for the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven.

And the deep part of the inner hall has always been the place where the national teachers of all dynasties meditate, and no one else is allowed to enter. This is the iron law of Lingshutai.

Deep within the inner sanctum—

Fu Ling sat cross-legged on the astrolabe, and saw that he was wearing a snow-white underwear, which was stained with a lot of water at this time, sticking to his body wetly, and his black hair was hanging down on the ground.

"Master National Teacher." A charming female voice suddenly sounded from behind, "Why do you want me here?"

Without raising her eyelids, Fu Ling said in a deep voice, "How is the emperor's health recently?"

Concubine Wei was stunned, and then she understood the purpose of Fu Ling's calling her to come, and finally let go of the faint worries in her heart, but she still smiled coquettishly: "Didn't your lord say that the time has not come yet?"

Fu Ling closed her eyes tightly and remained silent.

Seeing him like this, Concubine Wei also knew the reason to accept it as soon as she saw it, otherwise she would anger him, and she would have no good fruit to eat.

"According to the date, it is time for the emperor to be ill, and now we just need an introduction." Concubine Wei covered her sleeves and smiled coquettishly.

Fu Ling nodded and said: "I prepared this Gu worm for him." After a pause, he slowly opened his eyes and said: "I don't want him to die, what I want is that his life is better than death."

In the end, his tone was so cold.

Hearing his tone, Concubine Wei pursed her lips: "What's wrong, I'm so angry."

After finishing speaking, he turned his beautiful eyes, as if thinking of something, he laughed, "Could it be that he attacked the little prince?"

Seeing the icy aura around Fu Ling getting stronger and stronger, Concubine Wei knew that she had guessed it right, and sighed pretendingly.

"I can't figure out why you fell in love with that little prince. If the ancestors of the Fu family knew that you liked someone from the Nie family, they would crawl out of the mass grave without anger."

Concubine Wei looked slightly sarcastic. Her original name was Luowan, and her mother was a female official in the imperial palace of the previous dynasty. After the collapse of the previous dynasty, her mother fled outside the palace with her young Fu Ling. , and was later caught up by pursuers, her mother hid the two of them, but she herself was murdered.

Later, Fu Ling separated from her, and when he found her, she had already been sold into a brothel and her face was disfigured, but Fu Ling transformed into a high-ranking national teacher.

It can be said that she hates the royal family of the Nie family more than anyone else, but in the same way, she also hates the Fu family. If it hadn't been for the empress entrusting Fu Ling to her mother, her mother would not have been hunted down by the pursuers, and she would not have been in vain. suffered so much.

Fu Ling ignored the sarcasm in her words, her eyes fell far away, as if muttering to herself.

"I always feel that he is somewhat familiar."

Concubine Wei laughed coquettishly, with a disapproving expression on her face: "Could it be that Master Guoshi wants to say that he met him in the previous life."

Fu Ling was silent for a while, his eyes fell on his hand, and he slowly closed his fingers to hold it, as if he was remembering something.

Concubine Wei straightened her temple hair, said quietly: "The little prince is in my plan."

Fu Ling suddenly raised her eyes and looked directly at him, with a creepy cold aura exuding from her body.

Concubine Wei's heart trembled, and she hurriedly said, "But I won't hurt him."

Fu Ling's eyes softened a little, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't touch him."

Concubine Wei said with a smile: "Since he is protected by the adults, naturally I will not touch him."

She said with a smile on her face, but there was a cold light in her eyes.

Fu Ling lowered his eyelashes as if a little tired, and said softly: "You step back."

After Concubine Wei left, Fu Ling was the only one left in the hall, he sighed softly, if he got closer, he could tell that what he said was...

—His Royal Highness

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The Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony has always been the most solemn ceremony in the Dayu Dynasty. Before this, the common people would bathe and burn incense, sincerely abstain from lust, and then they would rush to wait and see. Blessings that can only be cultivated in this world

The grand ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven requires all members of the royal family to be present, and must only wear underwear to show respect for the gods.

At this time, spring had just begun, and the spring breeze was expected to be cold. Lin Ce was only wearing a thin snow silk shirt, his small face was pale from the cold, and his lips were trembling slightly.

Chong Qing couldn't stand it anymore, and wanted to put on a cloak for him, but Lin Ce stopped him by shaking his head.

"The emperor is here." A high-pitched voice sounded.

I saw Nie Su coming slowly surrounded by a group of palace people. He was tall and handsome, even though he was only wearing a dark yellow underwear, his expression remained unchanged, as if he had never felt the cold.

He saw Lin Ce standing there with a thin figure, frowned, and said in a deep voice, "What did you do! Do you know that King Huai is not in good health? Why do you let him wear such thin clothes?"

The palace servants knelt down on the ground with a plop, and the leader said tremblingly: "Your Majesty, the ancestral precepts cannot be revoked."

Nie Su's face darkened, he looked down at the people who were watching here, frowned slightly, and finally said nothing.

There is a huge astrolabe on the altar, the astrolabe is slowly rotating, surrounded by many banners, and there are two chairs in front of it, it seems that it is prepared for the emperor and King Huai.

After Lin Ce took his seat, Chong Qing immediately handed him a cup of hot tea to warm him up.

Lin Ce reached out to take it, and took a sip lightly. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but he felt warmer all of a sudden.

Nie Su sat beside him, looked at his profile, and called out in a deep voice, "Ah Yu?"

Lin Ce's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he didn't look at him, and only whispered, "What's the matter, brother?"

Seeing his appearance, Nie Su felt a slight pain in his heart for some reason.

While he was in a trance, he suddenly heard a muffled cough from the person next to him. He was coughing so badly that there seemed to be a resonance in his chest.

Nie Su didn't have time to think about it, his complexion changed suddenly: "The imperial physician! Call the imperial physician quickly!"

Suddenly a pair of thin white wrists tightly grasped the corner of his clothes.

"Brother Huang, don't do this, the grand ceremony is important."

Before Nie Su could answer, he heard commotion from the people below.

"The national teacher has arrived!"

"Master Guoshi is here! Look!"

I saw Fu Ling walking slowly surrounded by the priests. He was wearing a purple wide-sleeved robe at this time, with silver dark lines flowing on it, which turned out to be the scene of an astrolabe.

Wherever he went, the people bowed down and worshiped him.

Fu Ling walked slowly to the altar, but looked at Lin Ce. Seeing his thin clothes, he couldn't help but pause, and then said something to the priest beside him.

The priest bowed his head and walked quickly in front of Lin Ce and Nie Su, and said slowly: "Master Guoshi said that the young prince is weak, and he only needs to be sincere, and don't care about these empty etiquettes."

Chong Qing, who was behind him, reacted the fastest when he heard this, and put on the cloak for Lin Ce.

On the other hand, Nie Su, who was on the side, looked a little ugly when he heard this. He looked straight at Fu Ling, and the two looked at each other, and the cold breath slowly came out.

The author has something to say: I seem to have heard someone say that I am short again!snort!I will update twice tomorrow!And I bet with the spicy stick, I really didn't get stuck on purpose, I couldn't help posting [cover my face] every time I reached [-] words. ps: Guess what exciting things will happen at the festival~