Would You Like to Have a Drink

Last night, he had been pinned down by Yu Beizhou, and although they were separated by a layer of clothing, the impact was too intense, causing him to climax as well, so he completely overlooked this detail.

“In the summer and autumn seasons, have been exposed to mosquitoes and have allergies.”

He said this with extreme embarrassment, instructing his servants to temporarily change into a high-necked outer garment, and then neatly wrapped his entire neck, not revealing any gaps.

Fortunately, the prince’s ceremonial dress for autumn and winter was not cross-collared, there was indeed a high-necked style, otherwise Zong Luo today would have to cover these traces on the back of his neck tightly even if he was disheveled.

The master said so, even if the servants were puzzled, they would definitely not say anything more.

Moreover, the servants in the palace all know that a loose tongue would only make them die faster.

In this way, after dressing neatly, Zong Luo rode on Zhao Yebai.

This thousand mile divine horse obviously understood the master’s mind, and it just shot out like an arrow off the string with a light pat, running towards the direction of the Great Witch Temple.

The only one who suffered was Zong Luo.

The side of the leg was injured and still had to ride a horse, which meant that the whole body was sour and refreshing. (TL: unbelievable and unspeakable feeling, or an extremely embarrassing situation.)

Fortunately, the palace was not particularly far from the Great Witch Temple.

When Zong Luo got off Zhao Yebai, almost all the ministers and related people had arrived.

“Third Imperial Brother, why are you so late today, is your body unwell?”

In the place where several princes gathered, Zong Chengsi once again came forward with hypocritical concern.

Today was probably the most tense time.

The princes who were fighting for the throne were all together, and Zong Hongjiu, who had taken a blood test and was locked up last time, also stood at the end of the team. Compared with the arrogant and domineering appearance half a year ago, now there was no such arrogant and domineering momentum.

Zong Luo said lightly. “Thank you for your concern, Imperial Brother, it’s not a big deal.”

“It’s good if the Imperial Brother is okay.” Zong Chengsi’s gaze lingered on the other’s tightly wrapped neck without a trace.

This ceremonial dress was only worn in autumn, and as everyone knew, it was now at the junction of summer and autumn, the temperature difference between day and night was large, and it was still very hot at noon. Moreover, the princes needed to stand for a long time at the grand ceremony, everyone wore ceremonial clothes lightly, only Zong Luo went against the trend.

Fortunately, Zong Luo’s daily appearance was too ‘beyond the world’ and restrained, even if he frequented the mundane world, Zong Chengsi, a master among them, couldn’t detect too many abnormalities.

They stood here for a long time, only then did they get the notice from a witch, and slowly walked towards the main hall.

When walking to the center of the main hall, the altar was already standing with the Great Witch wearing a hood and a ghost face, holding a bone staff. A little bit below, it was Emperor Yuan wearing a black robe and wearing a twelve-chapter big Gun Mian. (TL: emperor’s formal ceremonial gown)

It was unknown if it’s the ceremony or other reasons, Emperor Yuan’s expression was not very good, and the ministers were all trembling, fearing that this tyrant would have a bad mood, and blood would flow like a river again.

It was clearly daytime, but the sky suddenly darkened.

No, it’s not that it’s darkened, but at the top of the Great Witch Temple, a group of light golden auspicious clouds were being generated. The shadow above it was covered, just blocking the sunlight.

The Great Witch raised the bone staff, and there were words in his mouth.

“Miracle! This is a miracle!”

Almost the entire Great Yuan could see the sky suddenly falling in the distance.

Inside the Imperial City, all the people gathered on the street knelt down.

Not only them, but also the ministers in the Great Witch Temple also knelt down, and even the princes who had just gathered under the altar also bowed their heads.

The sound of witch music and bells became more and more intense, and the witches jumped up with the witch dance.

The dagger made of beast bones was sharp, piercing the neck of the alien beast, holding the thick blood in his hand, and offering it to the complicated and obscure witchcraft patterns on the ground.

Above the clouds, the Kui pattern totem of the Great Yuan was slowly forming.

The fierce wind swirled under the Wansui tree, and something seemed to be colliding inside the closed wooden box.

In an instant, the box that was originally buckled with a witch seal automatically opened, revealing neatly arranged wooden plaques inside.

With a light touch of the bone staff, one of the golden wooden plaques seemed to have received a response, flying in the air to the front of the Great Witch, and finally falling into the hands of Emperor Yuan.

Almost all the princes kneeling in front of the altar held their breath.

Even Zong Hongjiu quietly raised his head, his eyes full of the last hope.

What if his name is written on that wooden plaque?

Every prince would think more or less like this, even Zong Ruichen, who had recently been very close to Zong Chengsi, was affected and became a little nervous.

In a heart-wrenching silence, Emperor Yuan finally raised his eyes.

He slowly raised the wooden plaque in his hand above his head, and the predetermined name of the crown prince was dazzling.

In a daze, Zong Luo was pulled up and walked onto the high platform amidst the crowd.

The cold and majestic emperor stood in front of him, his face still serious, but his eyes were full of softness and pride.

“This is the crown prince of my Great Yuan! The future chosen by destiny!”

The people burst into enthusiastic cheers, even more than the New Year.

The name of the Third Prince had long been engraved in everyone’s hearts, it was truly the direction of public opinion, the hope of everyone.

At this moment, even the high and mighty tyrant also rejoiced with the people, proud of this grand momentum, showing an appreciative smile.

In a dazed vision, Zong Luo saw the wooden plaque in the hands of Emperor Yuan and opened his eyes wide.

The top was shimmering with a faint golden color, and two characters were engraved inside.

Zong Luo.