My Empress is My Bad Girl

Zhaohui's voice made a cry: "I won't die. Why should I die? I'm not wrong. I have to be a liar like you to die. I want to live well!"

"Am I a liar?"

"I hate you so much!" Zhaohui desperately held back crying, her teeth were sore.

"Who told you to be stupid." Xiaoer said lightly, "It's nothing more than stupid, but also greedy. You will be greedy when you see one and love one."

"What are you talking about?" Zhaohui shouted loudly, "How come I saw one and loved one?"

"Didn't you see me and fell in love with me secretly? Otherwise, why would even Long Bo not want to marry and lead me the way?"

Zhaohui was embarrassed and angry, and tears couldn't help but burst out: "I was deceived by you, I thought you were a good person! Who knows you are so bad, you are so bad! Why did you hurt Master Longbo?"

"You were originally interested in his status. I am helping him get rid of you. He should thank me well." Xiao Er said indifferently, "Without you getting in the way, he is going to marry the eldest princess of the Great Zhou Kingdom. What kind of thing are you, worthy of being compared with my sister? People, you have self-knowledge, according to me, that ugly and stupid Xiangqiu Lang is a good match for you, you should go and ask him to change his mind and talk to him. Family has a good life."

Zhaohui couldn't bear it, and started crying loudly.

"How about it, don't you still want to die?" Xiao Er asked.

Zhaohui collapsed and cried: "... Don't worry, even if I am going to die, I will kill you, a bad embryonic liar! It would be a curse to keep you alive!"

She cried until she collapsed, squatting on the ground with her face covered, full of resentment and despair.

I only hate why I still live in this world, being insulted and ridiculed by that bastard.

She cried for a long time.

When she finally got tired from crying, she couldn't squeeze tears anymore, her legs were numb, and she stood up with the tree, and when she looked up again, the tree was empty.

The hateful guy who gritted his teeth had already left.

Zhaohui felt boring, sighed sadly, thought for a long time, carried the burden on her body, climbed onto the tree, and lay down among the intertwined branches and leaves of the big tree.

…

Ten days later, the temple held the handover ceremony of the high priest as scheduled.

Xiaozhuang is dressed in a solemn and complicated black robe, with a vine crown, and an ancient totem painted with cinnabar between his eyebrows. He took over the scepter inlaid with precious stones from the high priest, completing the change of rights of the Uzbek.

Twenty servants of the goddess stood in the pure gold plate that he held out and held out his hands, and placed various sacrifices.

All the Uzbeks gathered in the square outside the temple, kneeled to their new high priest, and prayed for God's blessing.

Long Fei, the high priest, stood not far away, watching this scene with satisfaction, his dizzy eyes were slightly red.

At the end of the succession ceremony, countless people from the clans flocked to catch the clean water in the glass bottle in the hands of the new high priest, hoping to purify their sins.

Qian'er sat on a stone outside with her cheeks in her hands. Seeing this scene, she felt a little funny.

"Qian'er." Xiao Eryi sat crookedly beside her.

"Sister, no big or small." Qian'er wanted to correct it as usual.

As usual, Xiao Er ignored it.

He did the same to the baby at the beginning, screaming with nicknames, until he was caught by the baby, riding on him and beating him violently, the beating Yundai almost didn't recognize him.

Since then, he has been honest, knowing who is the existence he must not provoke.