Good-for-nothing: The Playboy Miss

Chapter 86: Altar Day (3)

"What is the function of this blood tear stone?"

Feng Yeheng's eyes flickered slightly, "How did you get it?"

"Last time in the academy trial, I broke into the depths of the dark forest and got it from a squirrel."

"Break into the depths of the dark forest, not a small amount of courage."

Xia Zhixue: "..."

"My lord, you haven't answered my question yet."

"Is your question important?"

"..."

"My lord, this is not a question of importance. It's very impolite for you not to answer when someone asks you a question."

Feng Yeheng raised his eyebrows lightly: "Well, besides you, this king is the only one who has the chance to ask his subordinates."

Three black lines appeared on Xia Zhixue's forehead.

It means that no one dares to ask you anything except me, so you don't care about the impoliteness at all.

Xia Zhixue was speechless.

"I'll put this blood tear stone here for the time being. As for what function you said it has, in fact it has no effect, it's just an evil thing."

Evil things?

"Um…"

Xia Zhixue frowned, but she didn't think it was a sinister thing, because she didn't feel any evil or dead energy from the Blood Tears Stone, but felt that the Blood Tears Stone exuded——

The air of sadness, the breath it exudes made her indescribable-heartache, suffocation, familiarity.

Blood and tears stone, maybe there is a special story behind it?

"My lord, are you taking my things again in a typical way?"

He took a book, and now he is talking about taking a stone in disguise?
Feng Yeheng didn't deny it, and nodded directly, Xia Zhixue almost didn't blow her hair.

"This king wants what you have, and it's easy to get it."

"Besides, can you snatch your things back from this king?" With that appearance, it is really indescribable.

Xia Zhixue: "..."

Prince, why do you always bring up the fact that I am weaker than you?

----split line----

The royal team drove into the area around the altar, and the bright bells from the altar could be heard from a distance, deep and long, the ancient spring-like bells beating the heart one after another.

Standing on both sides of the road are statues of armored soldiers. Some of them hold swords, some hold spears, or shields, or bows and arrows. They are solemn and look straight ahead.

"Sacrifices are held here every year?"

Xia Zhixue and Feng Yeheng returned to Yulu without a sound.

"Once every three years, it is to worship the gods and ancestors to protect the country and the people. On this day, the entire imperial capital and surrounding areas have a chance to receive blessings from the gods."

Xia Zhixue raised her brows lightly, she had never seen these things in the memory of the owner of this body.

There is a small coffee table inside Yulu, with the best tea leaves and the best purple sand pot, Xia Zhixue put the prepared tea in front of Feng Yeheng.

Feng Yeheng picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea gracefully, put down the teacup, and Xia Zhixue filled it up again.

"Will God bless you today?"

Feng Yeheng glanced at Xia Zhixue: "Not necessarily, the blessing has not come several times in a row."

"However, this time, the possibility of coming is quite high."

"Why?" Xia Zhixue asked, sometimes, she felt that Feng Yeheng was like a fortune teller, with accurate calculations.

Feng Yeheng glanced at Xia Zhixue, took another sip of tea, and did not answer.

That look is: give you a look to slowly understand.

This made Xia Zhixue confused.

　Going to the training class is more tiring than going to school, and the fake homework a week is so much hotter T_T
　　
　
(End of this chapter)