The Fake Eunuch of the Empress: Bind the Shadow Corps at the beginning

"Come up! Time is running out!"

Lin Xi stretched out his hand towards Wu Yue.

His idea is to let her ride a dragon to the Chengtian Temple in front of Wanmin.

What better way to get on stage than this!
"I...can I go up there?"

Letting her on the leader rashly, Wu Yue was somewhat startled.

After all, in her cognition, although Jiaolong is not a real dragon, it is also a powerful existence that is so proud that it does not take human race seriously.

Her own status as the eldest princess probably doesn't hold much weight in her eyes.

"Come on, brother Lin said it's okay, so it's okay."

Miao Er still showed Lin Xi a lot of face, she lowered her head to make it easier for Wu Yue to come up.

With her affirmation, Wu Yue didn't hesitate any more, he tiptoed lightly and flew up, standing side by side with Lin Xi.

"Miao'er, go directly to Chengtian Temple!"

Lin Xi gave an order, and in response to him, Miao Er circled up and swayed upwards, heading towards the high altar like a swimming fish.

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Under the Temple of Heaven.

Lin Ruiyang looked in the direction of the imperial city with satisfaction.

There is only the last bit of stick incense that represents auspicious times, and it is about to burn out.

"It seems that the final foundation of the royal family is nothing more than the fire phoenix and ice phoenix...it can't even pass the level of the Misty Cloud Sect."

The smile on his face gradually grew stronger.

As long as the incense sticks are burned out, and an order is given, the city will change its owner.

The staff sitting behind Lin Ruiyang were also excited.

Didn't they enter the prime minister's mansion for the hope of an extremely human minister!
Now, that moment is fast approaching.

Contrary to their feelings are the ministers of the eldest princess faction.

Since Wu Yue hadn't arrived at the end of the day, Cheng Qiji sent people to look for it.

But the distance between Chengtian Temple and the imperial city cannot be made back and forth in three quarters of an hour.

Now that the incense sticks are about to burn out, no one has sent back any news.

It is certain that the eldest princess will not be able to come.

Cheng Qiji's face was gloomy and irritable, and the subordinates around him didn't dare to touch him.

But everyone is ready and ready to fight at any time.

Today, you have to fight to the death!

The people who have different attitudes from both sides are the people who don't know why.

I heard that the eldest princess came to the stage to pray for rain today, tens of thousands of Fengjing people had already surrounded Chengtian Temple.

At first the common people had some illusions about this.

Looking forward to maybe the eldest princess can restrain this protracted sunny day.

Unexpectedly, even Wu Santong dared to appear on stage three times...

The eldest princess didn't even dare to attend the ceremony.

These arguments have gradually become more discussed among the crowd.

"Look at the weather, the sun is fierce, and the clouds can't block the heat. The eldest princess must have seen that it is impossible to rain, so she dared not come."

"From my point of view, that's the case, otherwise, how could there be no one in sight for most of the day."

"If you miss the auspicious time, you will offend God..."

"The royal family is acting like this, blaspheming the will of heaven, no wonder God is going to send a drought!"

"Oh, it's just us people who suffer."

The common people talked a lot, and even the people who supported Wu Yue the most couldn't find any reason to excuse him.

After all, no matter what, it is true that no one was present...

Chen Ji'an is from Shanzhou, and now he is a refugee.

Originally, he was blocked from entering Fengjing, and his family depended on the porridge with few grains of rice in the porridge shed all day long.

Not to mention that he was so hungry that he fainted from hunger, even his almost five-year-old daughter was starved to the point of skin and bones.

But a few days ago, some female officials came from the Changle Palace, and selected honest and honest people from among the refugees to bring their families to the city. It is said that Zhuangzi, the eldest princess, needs a group of people to farm.

In the end, Chen Ji'an was lucky enough to be selected, successfully passed the customs with a group of refugees, and came to this bustling giant city.

Here, their family finally had their first full meal in two months.

Although today's rain prayer is over, he will be sent to Prison Jade Villa.

But at least they all saw the hope of surviving.

So the whole family came to Chengtian Temple today, wanting to see the kind princess.

Unexpectedly, this turned out to be the case.

Chen Ji'an's mood fell to the bottom...

If the eldest princess loses power, then there will be no need for them to exist.

In the days to come, I can only be a refugee again.

Even in his heart, he never thought that praying for rain would have the possibility of success.

The emperor prayed three times...

Even the emperor can't ask for rain, so is there any hope for another person?
A somewhat desperate Chen Ji'an drooped his head, his thin body seemed to have lost its vitality.

The noisy voices around him suddenly lost their volume, and he felt that he could no longer hear any sound.

Suddenly, someone pulled his hand vigorously.

Chen Ji'an looked intently.

It is the youngest daughter.

Due to long-term hunger, the little guy has never grown tall, and he can only be stretched to his fingers.

She seems to be talking about something, her expression is very excited...

Say what?

Are you hungry again?
Chen Ji'an showed a helpless expression.

This child must not know that after today, the family will not have enough to eat...

The little girl was still jumping and jumping, seeing her father's bitter face, completely ignoring her, she was so angry that she pinched her father's thigh hard.

The pain made Chen Ji'an finally come back to his senses, and the world beside his ears had a sound again.

"Daddy! Look! Dragon! It's a dragon!"

The little daughter's voice reached his ears, and he finally heard what the child was saying.

dragon?
Chen Ji'an suddenly raised his head and looked towards the high platform.

A powder blue giant dragon came into his sight!

Above the dragon's head, a woman in formal dress stepped onto Chengtian Temple, followed by a young eunuch.

"It's the eldest princess, the eldest princess is here!"

Chen Ji'an shouted excitedly, bent down to pick up his daughter, and let her ride on his neck.

"Daddy, the eldest princess is coming riding a dragon!"

"Yes!"

"Then can the eldest princess make it rain?"

"..."

Chen Ji'an was silent for a short while.

For the first time, he had a definite answer to this question that he had never expected before.

He nodded vigorously.

"Yes, the eldest princess will definitely be able to!"

Compared with Chen Ji'an, the people watching were more excited.

Whether it rains or not doesn't have a big impact on them. In short, Feng Jing can live on.

But that's a dragon!

The dragon representing the Son of Heaven!

Regardless of whether the rain-seeking was successful or not, the common people in Fengjing would definitely have another topic to talk about for months after dinner.

What the common people didn't know was that if Wu Yue hadn't appeared in time, this area would have turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood soon.

But now, at least that scene has been postponed indefinitely.

There was no smile on Lin Ruiyang's face.

"Master Xiang...what should I do? Do you still want to do it?"

Wen Shan approached nervously and asked softly.

In the original plan, the eldest princess could not come here.

As long as the time comes, do it immediately.

But now something unexpected happened, the eldest princess unexpectedly arrived in a pinch, and even rode a dragon directly to the rain praying platform...

Everyone was confused. Under such circumstances, they could only bite the bullet and ask Xiangye what he meant.

"Wait! So what if people come, can she really pray for rain?"

"Also, who is the eunuch next to that girl? Why does she look exactly like that Yaochen!"

Lin Ruiyang gritted his teeth and stared at Lin Xi, his eyes were about to burst into flames.

"Master Hui, this is the little ice-making eunuch that I told you about back then, named Lin Xi, and now he is the chief eunuch of Changle Palace."

"Master Xiang said? Is he that medicine dust?"

Wenshan suddenly realized, no wonder he couldn't find this medicine dust...

It turned out that the vest was changed.

"It turned out to be him! There's nothing in this crotch..."

"This old man was ruined by a eunuch!"