Sovereign Concubine: Miss Defying the Sky

Chapter 87: Ancestor Worship (1)
Just looked around and found nothing.

She looked over her head, and there was also a moment of silence.

The feeling just now was like when Ye Junlin came, but now it's gone, maybe she was really too nervous.

Long Ling'er sighed, feeling that she would become neurotic the moment she met this person.

After taking a bath, Long Ling'er still meditated on the tavern as usual to stabilize her fire spirit.

Today, she learned a lot from the competition with Long Ziyu, so she should seize the time to repeat it.

She doesn't have the ability of photographic memory, but she has strengthened this aspect during training before, especially for moves, Long Ling'er can remember them more firmly, and today Long Ziyu deliberately slowed down, this She also reviewed the action three or four times in her mind.

Sitting here now, as long as I simply think about it, I can quickly remember how those moves work.

At the same time, Long Ling'er also drew inferences, thinking of how to deal with other people's moves changing and changing.

Such a process of reviewing the past and learning the new gradually reached the middle of the night.

Long Ling'er put away her mental strength, and lay down on the collapsed chair in a relaxed manner.

Yulong has been observing Long Ling'er's changes all the time, but in the past few days he has been a little irritable, he faintly feels that what he wants will appear soon, and he still can't fall asleep.

When I woke up the next day the cock crowed.

After Long Ling'er sorted things out briefly, she looked at herself in the mirror again.

The sharp eyes in the past have softened a bit now, and the pink face all showed the innocence of a child, if it weren't for the deep pool-like eyes revealing a kind of depth that is incompatible with children.

Long Ling'er almost forgot that her soul is that person who has experienced many vicissitudes.

She doesn't like makeup powder in this world, and she just simply tied her hair in a bun.

Fortunately, the foundation of this body itself is very good. Even without makeup, she thought it was very beautiful. Long Ling'er reached out and rubbed her face, feeling that the skin was smooth and full of collagen.

"Miss, wake up, I'm going to worship the ancestors today." Guoguo knocked on the door with the washing things in hand, and Long Linger answered quickly. "come in."

Guoguo just came in with her things, but seeing that Long Linger had already tidied up, she just smiled and handed her a wrung-out towel.

"Misses from the aristocratic family do their makeup after washing, but the young lady of our family is upside down, washing up after she's done dressing up." Guoguo covered her lips and smiled.

After washing her face, Long Ling'er handed the towel to Guoguo, not caring that she was laughing at herself.

"Anyway, the hair is not messed up after washing the face, it's not a problem." Long Ling'er sat down indifferently, and Guoguo also brought in the breakfast.

"When are you going to worship the ancestors?" Long Ling'er asked while eating.

She didn't seem to have participated in ancestor worship before, maybe because she was too naughty and didn't like to go there.

This year is a bit different, she has successfully washed her marrow, and her spiritual root has also been opened, so she has to go to her ancestors to pay homage to show respect.

Yesterday, he didn't ask clearly when he would worship the ancestors, that's why Long Ling'er asked Guoguo.

Guoguo was not surprised, and said in a low voice, "We have to leave in about a quarter of an hour."

"Pfft!" Long Ling'er almost spit out this mouthful of tea.

Looking at the sky outside, the fish-belly turned slightly pale, and the rooster crowed not long ago, so why did they have to worship their ancestors so early.

(End of this chapter)