The strongest space princess is too rich

Chapter 603 The Inherited Priest House

"Don't worry, it's okay. Priests are the most sacred in Dongyue, and the emperors of all dynasties have to pay three respects." In Yu Yuanzhao's heart, the priest's house has a very high status.

"Emperor Dongyue will not respect anyone."

If you like it, put on a show, if you don't like it...

"Little sister, you are too caring. No one in the priest can touch grandpa."

"The emperor's birthday banquet will be in a few days, and it would be nice if we can see each other at that time." Yu Wushuang didn't think too much, and always felt that something bad would happen: "By the way, the matter of Chang Huazi being brought into the palace is yours." It can be seen that..."

Before he finished speaking, he met Yu Yuanzhao who was stunned in an instant.

It seems that I don't know——!
Yu Yuanzhao was stunned for half a second, then suddenly came back to his senses: "When did it happen?"

"Just a few days ago, on the day of the birthday banquet, I will find a reason to bring him back to Yu's house." Since she was the one who arrested him, his safety must be guaranteed.

Hearing this, Yu Yuanzhao seemed relieved a lot, lowered his staring eyes and moaned, "You deserve to be caught, who asked the Qing clan to refine the elixir."

Yu Wushuang chuckled lightly, not telling the truth.

He was obviously very worried, so he insisted on being so arrogant.

Even if the third brother is taboo against Kuan Shuo, he has a great prejudice against Chang Huazi, but the brotherhood for many years is not fake.

From Qilian Mountain to Jingdu City, it takes one day on horseback and nearly two days on horse-drawn carriage.

Near noon on July [-]th, Yu Wushuang's carriage entered the capital city.

There are still three days before the Dongyue Emperor's birthday banquet, every household in the capital city is hung with red silk, and the street stalls are all wrapped in red silk and beaming with joy.

Both the people and the shops in the whole city are full of luxury, like a cage made of gold wire.

"Have you heard that the high priest is about to abdicate, and the position of the priest will be passed on?"

"Will it be passed to Young Master Jing or those two young masters?"

"I'm not sure about this, but Master Ziyao is definitely out of luck, he's still in the Forest of Demons.

Several men at the tea stand were discussing, although they were surprised, there was no look of panic.

In their eyes, it is normal for priests to pass on from generation to generation. After all, the high priest is old.

"parking."

A cold voice came out.

The carriage pulled over.

Yu Wushuang lifted the curtain of the car and looked into the tea shed. The men who were sitting and discussing said a few more words, and the topic was taken away.

"Grandpa is going to abdicate?" Yu Yuanzhao was shocked and puzzled.

"An Yi, did you get any news?" Yu Wushuang put down the curtain, very dignified.

"No."

"Turn around and go to the priest's residence." Yu Wushuang said.

It has been about three days since she left the city, Feiyuan Qingdai has not given any news, and the hidden guard of the Yu family is also very quiet.

She didn't even get the news, but it spread in the capital city——

The priest's mansion is the same as before, there is an incense burning area not far away, and many people still come to burn incense and pray for blessings from morning to noon every day.

It was noon and the sun was in full bloom.

The burning incense sparked a flame under the scorching sun, and the fire quickly jumped up a meter or two.

The smog was also extremely thick, as if there had been a thick fog, so that a street in the priest's mansion was in a hazy state.

Yu Wushuang and Yu Yuanzhao got out of the car, and they burst into tears when they saw the incense burning.

"Ahem... This is not burning incense, it's simply setting fire." Yu Yuanzhao covered his mouth and coughed continuously.

Yu Wushuang also coughed a few times, and raised his hand to fan the smoke in front of him.

There was no one guarding the gate of the priest's mansion, and the gate was closed.

There was a shadow in the incense burning area, and the people who burned the incense were coughing and muttering: "The incense is condensed into flames, which has a good meaning, a good meaning."

(End of this chapter)