Your majesty, Empress Xianyu doesn't want to leave the cold palace

Chapter 797 Sacrifice Ceremony
When Feng Min arrived, Feng Qianshang was curled up in a corner of the palace.

Things in the room were scattered all over the floor, and the servants in the palace hid far away, as if they wanted to go forward but dared not.

"Shang'er..."

"It's her!" Feng Qianshang held her head in pain, "I saw her!"

Feng Min protected her, thinking that she was talking nonsense because of her nightmare.

She knew that in the past six months, her daughter was always prone to nightmares, and her temper became much worse.

All the palace servants lowered their heads and did not dare to make a sound.

Everyone in the Nanyuan Palace knew that since the princess came back from Beiyu, she seemed to be a different person.

In the past, the princess was just unruly and willful. Although the means of punishment were cruel, they were still limited.
But now the princess acts insidiously and viciously, and will become agitated at every turn, and those who serve by her side are the most likely to suffer.

The day before yesterday, a palace official had his nose cut off, poured honey on the wound, put ants on it, and was finally thrown into the Wushan Gu Pot.

Wushan is just behind Nanyuan Palace.

Nanyuan Shan Gu, Wushan Gu Basin - is the largest holy place for raising Gu.

There are tens of millions of Gu hidden inside, and after fighting, the strongest Gu king will be produced.

To cultivate Gu King, fresh blood and nourishing body are needed as materials.

Because, anyone who is thrown in will have to experience heart-piercing, lung-piercing, burning pains before death, but they still can't die for a while, because they are tortured to death while the blood is gradually being sucked dry by the gu. Therefore, this is also Nan Yuan's cruelest punishment.

If it weren't for the vicious villains, they would definitely not use this kind of punishment.

And the reason why the palace servants were thrown in while receiving the punishment was because the palace servants sent Feng Qianshang the ceremony attire.

Red is still used in Nanyuan, but red is the main color of clothing when encountering important etiquette.

But after Feng Qianshang came back from Nanyuan, what she hated the most was red.

Therefore, when he saw the dress that was delivered, the evil started from his heart, and he immediately ordered someone to deal with the palace man who sent the clothes.

Feng Qianshang raised her head, her gaze kept trembling, and when she saw someone coming, she rushed over, "Mother! Mother, save me!"

Feng Min held Feng Qianshang in his arms and coaxed, "Shang'er, be good, the queen mother is here, no one can hurt you anymore."

Feng Qianshang broke down in tears.

She actually saw Feng Yanyan in the mirror!
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the ugly scar on his hand.

Thousands of hatreds piled up in Feng Qianshang's heart.

She is the princess of Nanyuan, that bitch dared to break her hand!
Everything she is now is caused by her!It was she who ruined her!
Thinking of this, the fragility in her eyes slowly faded, and she became persistent and vicious, "Queen, kill her! You must kill her!"

Feng Min hugged Feng Qianshang tightly, touched her head, and said vicious words in a gentle tone, "Shang'er, don't worry, my mother will never let you suffer in vain, and my mother will definitely avenge you."

When Fu Xin came, Feng Qianshang's emotions had been calmed down, and she had already fallen asleep.

Seeing that Feng Min was also there, he asked, "What happened?"

Feng Min smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "It's okay, it's Shang'er having a nightmare."

After seeing Feng Qianshang, Fu Xin and Feng Min returned to the palace.

"Tomorrow is the sacrificial ceremony."

Fu Xin suddenly said this.

"Yes," Feng Min bent her lips, and said considerately, "I have to work hard tomorrow, so let's rest early today."

"you……"

He just opened his mouth to speak, but Fu Xin couldn't speak when he met Feng Min's eyes.

Feng Min looked at him with a peaceful gaze like the most gentle wife in the world, gentle and patient, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, let's rest early."

Although husband and wife share the same bed, they have different dreams in the same bed.

I don't know if it's Fu Xin's illusion, these days, I always feel uneasy.

Like something is going to happen.

But if it comes to... the death day is approaching, I'm afraid Feng Min will have to think about it again.

Thinking of this, he suppressed the thoughts in his heart again and again.

On the other side, although Feng Min closed his eyes, he did not fall asleep.

Today, the reason why she paid homage to the ancestors of Nanyuan in advance was because she received a letter from Beiyu.

The content of the letter is very simple.

Only three words.

Phoenix, smoke, smoke.

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On the next day, tens of thousands of Nanyuan subjects gathered in front of the sacrificial altar and surrounded it. The great witch Zhu held a nine-section copper rod with a fish-patterned dove head and started the sacrificial ceremony in the center of the altar.

The drums sounded, and after the visit to heaven and earth, the sacrificial ceremony officially began.

In the center of the expression stands the statue of the phoenix.

Headed by Fu Xin, followed by Feng Min, and then Feng Qianshang, they must pay homage in order to pray for the country.

When Fu Xin and Feng Min were paying homage to the Phoenix statue, red liquid slipped out of the eyes of the Phoenix statue, and then snakes appeared from nowhere, all of them crawled towards the central Phoenix statue, and finally surrounded the statue.

Hundreds of snakes surrounded the statue, and suddenly there was a fire, and green light flashed in the air.

The snake twisted and neighed but was tightly wrapped around the stone statue. When it met the fire, it burned enthusiastically, as if a hoarse roar came from the ground.

The flame never goes out.

Everyone present was terrified by this scene.

The Nanyuan Kingdom uses the phoenix as a totem, and the phoenix weeps blood, which is considered unlucky.The snake is an evil spirit and has always been the opposite of the phoenix.

Besides, it's winter, and the snakes are hibernating, so how come there are so many snakes!

There was an uproar in the audience, and everyone felt that this was an ominous sign.

The great witch Zhu drew out his dagger, cut his palm, dripped blood on the cane, knelt on the ground, raised the blood-soaked cane over his head, and kowtowed, "Evil spirits are rampant, causing disasters in Nanyuan. Please have mercy on Phoenix God, don't bring disaster on Nanyuan. "

Seeing this, the subjects of Nanyuan also followed in the footsteps of the great witch Zhu, kneeling on the ground and prostrating.

Feng Min went down three flights of stairs excitedly, pointed at Da Wu Zhu, and said sharply, "Da Wu Zhu, what nonsense are you talking about!"

The great witch Zhu still maintained the posture of kneeling and worshiping, and never looked up at Feng Min.

As time passed, the crowd gradually began to become restless.

"How could this happen?"

"Could it really be the will of the Phoenix God? Could it be...the Phoenix God doesn't recognize the Nanyuan King? He got angry and manifested himself?"

"That makes sense! Our king is a descendant of the Phoenix God, and his blood has been passed down from generation to generation. What is he? He is a man with a foreign surname!"

"That's right! Ever since he became the king of Nanyuan, we in Nanyuan are getting worse and worse!"

Women in Nanyuan have always had a higher status than men, but after Fu Xin became the king of Nanyuan, he failed to follow this point. After 11 years, the power tended to be more towards men.

A woman stood up from the crowd, clenched her fists and raised her head above her head. She turned towards Fu Xin and spoke impassionedly, "Protest! Protest!"

After her, someone else stood up, "Protest! Protest!"

Fu Xin managed to regain his senses in the shock, and saw the questioning eyes cast on him by the crowd.

The feet seemed to be frozen and could not move an inch.

Seeing that the crowd was getting louder and louder, Feng Min took control of the situation in advance, "This is the end of today's sacrificial ceremony."

(End of this chapter)