Chapter 93 The High Priest

He said, looking down at the green snake wrapped around his wrist, "But I know that mother is lying."

Nan Qiao's eyes were bright, "Brother Shiqi, your mother is so great! She must love you very much, just like Qiao Qiao's mother."

Tokisu was stunned.

No one has ever said that about his mother.

In his heart, his mother was indeed as great as Nan Qiao said, and she became the warmest haven for him when he was young.

As a saint with the strongest faith, she still risked disrespect and lied for herself, falsely conveying the will of the moon god.

She just wanted her baby to survive.

Even if he is rejected by his tribe.

He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Thank you."

Thank you for acknowledging what she did.

She is such a great mother.

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at the same time.

A remote place in the house.

There was a water tank in front of Cen Ji.

The water in the tank is so clear that you can almost see the dark tank bottom.

He faced the water tank, bowed slightly and made a gesture to the water basin, with a very pious tone: "Cen Ji, please crown me the high priest."

After a while, the water in the water tank began to flow slowly, and suddenly suspended in the air to form a blurry water mirror.

A figure with silver hair and white robes faintly appeared on the other side of the water mirror, and Bai Ling covering his eyes could be vaguely seen.

When Cen Ji saw the figure, he immediately saluted respectfully: "Believer Cen Ji pays homage to the prophet."

"Get up."

Miraculously, such a thin and blurry water mirror can still convey sound.

The high priest seemed to know what he was going to say, "Is it about Qiao Qiao?" Cen Ji lowered his head and said, "Yes."

The high priest's voice was cold and cold, as if it were the eternal white snow on the top of Kunlun Mountain.

But at this moment, the white snow seemed to be vibrating and rolling down.

"Pei Qi still took advantage of her."

I don't know if it was Cen Ji's illusion, but there seemed to be some displeasure hidden in the high priest's usual flat tone.

He lowered his head and said: "The queen put poison powder on the princess's crown. Cen originally planned to mix the antidote in the princess's food, but strangely, when Cen saw the princess today, the poison had disappeared.

Cen tested the princess and found that she didn't know, so someone was secretly helping the princess remove the poison from her crown. "

"who is it?"

Cen Ji frowned and said hesitantly: "Cen is not sure, but Cen suspects that it is the child named Shiqi."

"That Yuezhi's child?"

Cen Ji was shocked when he heard this, and even looked up at the high priest in surprise: "Is he from the Yue clan?"

But he soon realized his rudeness and quickly lowered his head again: "Forgive me, Lord Prophet. I don't mean to offend the believers, but I am just too surprised."

The high priest responded calmly: "Nothing."

Cen Ji thought thoughtfully and said: "Shiqi doesn't know the Chinese dialect. I have always doubted Shiqi's identity, but I never expected that he is a member of the legendary Yue clan."

The high priest spoke calmly: "He is a child driven out by the Yuezhi."

He didn't say much, and directly ordered: "If Qiaoqiao leaves the palace, try your best to help her leave. If conditions permit, take the Yue family's child with you."

"Yes."

Although Cen Ji was curious about whether there was anything special about Shiqi, he naturally couldn't ask questions at will about His Majesty the High Priest.

He listened to the high priest's affectionate address to Nan Qiao, and he couldn't understand why the prophet, who had never met Nan Qiao, paid so much attention to her.

 The high priest flashes, hahaha

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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