Weird beauty, she is a god in the entertainment industry

People couldn't help but look enviously at the little boy who looked embarrassed and bloody. They didn't understand why such a person would be favored by the priests of the temple.

The little boy at that time, the future general Si Jin, didn't seem to be able to react to what just happened.

All he knew was that the eyes around him had changed.

It is no longer disgust, disgust, or fear, but a layer of envy that he doesn't understand. Will these people in the capital who live in a stable and prosperous place also envy him?

Not only that, even the officers and soldiers who had chased him down and threatened to tear him to pieces hesitated for a moment after hearing the words of the temple priest, and finally left unwillingly.

The team from the temple left, and the surrounding crowd gradually dispersed. They always kept a fearful distance from the little boy.

He came from the grassland far away from the capital, where the people were brave and good at fighting, and the glory of the temple could not be fully spread there.

The surrounding war burned to his hometown, he separated from his tribe and was forced to come to the capital. At this moment, standing on the streets of the capital, Si Jin had the desire to find out about the opening of the temple.

He knew what he wanted from an early age.

Sijin looked up at the distant towering holy mountain and the vast and magnificent temple on the holy mountain.

How to approach the temple priest?

—Naturally, power.

The first parade of the temple priests allowed the common people to witness the ability of the most talented temple priests. Even the princes and ministers did not dare to make mistakes in front of the temple priests.

With the opening of the Listening Pavilion of the shrine, more and more people came to worship and pour out their wishes.

The priests of the temple always sat on the high platform of the priest's temple, with indifferent and solemn faces, listening to the prayers of the believers.

Duoya stood in the side hall behind the priest's temple. Through the gap, she was always watching the temple priest from behind.

The wishes of the people are naturally varied and omnipresent.

"Master Priest, I want to have a son."

"Master Priest, should I trust Geng Lang?"

"I don't want to obey my parents' orders and the matchmaker's words. I want to be with the person I like. Is this considered deviant?"

"Please forgive me, Lord Priest. I hate my younger sister who stole all the attention after she was born. I can't restrain the urge to strangle her to death."

"...It is rumored that there is a tribe in the southeast of the kingdom, who are good at poisonous things. My lord priest, can I ask for it? I, I just want that person to fall in love with me with all his heart."

"My lord priest, I have nothing to worry about, but I only want to die."

"grown ups."

More and more appeals were heard by the temple priests, including princes and ministers, but their appeals were much more obscure.

Some begged the priests of the temple to forgive their brother's quarrel, and some hoped that the priests of the temple would send a prophecy to help him eradicate the ministers who disagreed with each other. There were even many noble women who came to ask her for medicine, so that their husbands would obey her in every possible way.
Her face was always calm and indifferent, becoming more and more calm and steady.

All these scenes fell into Duoya's eyes.

In the sixth year after his succession, Jiji, the priest of the temple, passed away.

Duoya, who has witnessed her growth, can no longer be described in simple words. Her heart is full of complexities, but in the end, only a long and continuous sigh is left.

In the past, she thought that she had sacrificed her status as a friend to accompany the temple priest, but in this way, the growth of the temple priest made her realize—from the moment she appeared, she had already sacrificed everything.

In the year when she reached Jiji, she was no longer the youthful person she was then, only dignified and dignified, this is the image of a temple priest in the hearts of the world.

Even if Duoya tried hard to save her, it was of no avail.

When she looked at the world, there was nothing but compassion and indifference in the end.

Obviously Duoya was standing behind her, but she felt that the priest of the temple was already extremely far away from her, like an untouchable sky.

The temple priests and the banquet are very important to the temple and the royal family. For this reason, they also specially held a special palace banquet in the palace.

Today's ruler is incompetent and enjoys extravagance, relying entirely on the inheritance of his ancestors and the blessing of the temple to maintain his authority as a king.

He is naturally respectful to the priests of the temple, but he also selectively ignores the words of persuasion from the priests of the temple.

After one or two times, the temple priest understood his choice.

Duoya put the priest's crown on her head, took a step back quietly, lowered her head and said, "My lord priest, the chariot is ready."

The temple priest looked at himself in the mirror and said nothing.

After a while, she calmly said: "Let's go."

Doya noticed that she got up, and immediately followed her respectfully.

Under the escort of several priests and officers and soldiers, the walking chariot entered the palace smoothly all the way.

The priest of the temple is not only the most talented person, but also the beauty that no one in the kingdom can match.

However, under this magnificent face, there is a sacred and inviolable, majestic and indifferent mercy.

The maidservants on both sides did not dare to look too much, and all the way cautiously led the temple priests into the palace banquet.

On the main hall of the palace banquet, all the princes and ministers in the kingdom had arrived, but they stood solemnly and knelt down in unison at the moment the priests of the temple entered the inner hall.

"See Temple Priest!!!"

The priest of the temple had a peaceful and majestic gaze. She walked over the crowd and walked straight to the seat that was at the same level as the king.

The king looked at her eagerly, and called her respectfully with a calm expression: "My lord priest."

The priest of the temple looked at him with compassion and indifference, and nodded slightly: "Master."

Watched by the eyes of insight, the king felt the pressure all of a sudden.

But fortunately, the priest of the temple just took a fixed look at him, and then looked away. Just as the king wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the priest of the temple speak in a faint tone: "The king needs to rest."

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The king, who immediately understood the deep meaning of the words of the priest of the temple, smiled sheepishly, and looked away shamelessly.

The palace banquet will begin soon.

But because of the presence of the priests of the temple, the music around the palace also turned into melodious and peaceful chanting, and the dancers in the center of the stage also became the gods in the temple. They were beautiful and danced the blessing dance.

Halfway through the palace banquet, the king carefully considered his tone and asked the priest of the temple: "My lord, those over there are my children."

The priest of the temple raised his eyes lightly. On the side of the palace banquet, eighteen princes and princesses were dressed up and looked at her expectantly.

Over the years, the king is still working hard and has more and more children, but the successor of the kingdom has never been determined.

The king hinted at her again: "Many of them have already had children, but they can still obey the teachings of the priests."

The temple priest only said one word: "Yes."