Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Han Fei paled: "..."

On the side, General Zhao Tuo silently moved away from Han Fei, saluted the prince with a heavy expression on his face.

The first day of Yan Ce's trainee emperor ended happily.

"call--"

"The prince is still so bold."

"As expected of Your Highness."

Most of the courtiers and generals who walked down the hall were relieved, Mr. Yan's code of conduct was still the original formula, as if it was as familiar as the taste of home.

Then, Han Fei was isolated by coincidence.

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The setting sun is like blood.

As time passed by, the first emperor came to the foot of Mount Tai, looked up at the mountains, rivers and mountains, the scenery in his eyes lay abstractly under the sky, and the summer breeze was still cool.

The wind is getting stronger, shaking the branches and leaves, only the sound of swaying echoes in the air.

"Your Majesty, do you want to enshrine Zen in Mount Tai?"

Following the low-pitched inquiry of the accompanying courtiers, there was concern on his face.

Ying Zheng looked away, and she looked at the nervous crowd who hurriedly bent over.

"Can't you?"

There is a faint smile on the perfect face, with the majesty of the emperor, it seems to be asking, but it is not in other people's opinions.

"In ancient times, it was all auspicious blessings from heaven, so you could ask for credit from the gods, and the ceremony of conferring Zen took a long time to prepare."

Fengchan has always been a rigorous and cumbersome ceremony since ancient times. Only the monarch with the most outstanding achievements is eligible to ask for credit from heaven. There are folk records that Yao, Shunyu, Shennong, and Suiren have made great contributions to the world. Monarchs all regard Fengchan as the ultimate. Goals work hard.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some stinky fish and rotten shrimps feel good about themselves, shamelessly take the initiative to enshrine Zen, and become a laughing stock.

However, the merits of the first emperor are sufficient, and there is no such thing as a lack of morality. It is true that one's own merits should be determined through Fengchan, but His Majesty never said that he wanted to be enshrined along the way before his east tour. It is impossible for the courtiers to build worshiping the sky a few months in advance. Tell the palace, "Xiangrui" they are not prepared.

She suddenly laughed.

The laughter was not loud, but it was heard by everyone present.

The First Emperor asked, "Why aren't the gods worshiping me?"

"!!!"

As soon as the words came out, the fingers of the accompanying courtiers trembled slightly, their knuckles were clenched and turned white, their heads were lowered, and no one answered His Majesty's doubts.

The first emperor didn't care about the strangeness of his courtiers. Perhaps such words "stinged" some people who were fanatical about the sublime of the gods. She shook her head.

"Feng Chan only needs a ceremony, and there is no need to waste it in meaningless places. You can stay here and wait for me. I don't force it. I just want to stand at the highest point of Mount Tai and fulfill the regret of my predecessor."

Without too much explanation, the first emperor walked towards the steep and steep mountain road, his eyes reflected the vast mountains and rivers.

"..."

The courtiers behind them looked at each other, seeing each other's helplessness, they all followed His Majesty up to the mountain that they knew was closest to the sky.

After the afterglow falls, there are faintly thousands of stars.

The more you go up, the more you can experience the loss of heat, the cold that faintly coagulates the blood, like the pain of falling into the abyss, the courtiers had to stop and look up.

But His Majesty went up the mountain alone.

The first emperor wanted to find an answer that troubled her by going on a tour.

Intuition told her that the answer was in the sky.

In her perception, if there is a place that is closest to the sky, it must be Mount Tai.

Gazing at the pure sky, it seems that through the far shore of the sea of ​​stars, you can touch the unknowable mystery.

The secret and true origin of Yan Ce... and the uneasiness in his heart may be answered.

Under the sea of ​​stars, there are tens of thousands of lights and stars.

It seemed to be a scene she had seen before, and she was absolutely sure that it was a scene she had never seen before.

The moon turns from turbid yellow to cold white, whether the boundless sea of ​​stars hides the truth, and what is on the other side...

Looking across the sleeping galaxy, she saw the answer she wanted.

Under the distant sky, what the black-haired woman couldn't think of was a slightly hazy picture, fragmented and sporadic, almost nothing, and gradually became clear.

Beautiful, but also... a little unbearable.

Yes……

The first emperor's cheek showed a complex expression of slight pain and a ray of shock,

"how is this possible……"

She smiled bitterly, sighed, and looked at the night sky with thoughtful eyes.

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