The reborn soft empress only wants to hug her thighs

Chapter 117 Amulet

As the sky was approaching dawn, Zhu Fanghua was already holding a scroll in her hand, strolling leisurely on the path of Qifeng Palace, reciting poems softly.

Yesterday afternoon, Luo Chuchu slept well in the National Teacher's Mansion, and today is the day of sacrifice, so he woke up early.

Opening the window to see the sky, I saw Zhu Fanghua studying at a glance.

"Sister Fanghua woke up really early." Luo Chuchu sighed with emotion.

After washing and having breakfast, they put on grand sacrificial attire, mainly in blue, with dragons and phoenixes embroidered with gold and silver threads.What is worn on the head is no longer the heavy crown used in the court, but a crown made of hundreds of flowers.

Taking a picture in front of the mirror, Luo Chuchu guessed that in the previous history of Luo Kingdom, the worship of nature should be the main thing, otherwise there would be no such costume.

The sacrifice time is only half a day, followed by a three-day dragon boat racing festival.

In Luo State, the dragon boat race is not to commemorate Qu Yuan (there is no such person in history), but a national holiday.Even the subordinates of the ladies and officials in the palace can participate by taking turns to rest.

There is a special hall for sacrifices. Luo Chuchu came out of Qifeng Palace, accompanied by Yan Wenmao, and walked for half an hour before arriving outside the hall.

Civil and military officials have already lined up, and musicians are already in place.Accompanied by the music, Luo Chuchu stepped onto the high platform of the palace, and recited the sacrificial words according to the words that Yan Wenmao read softly.

Then came Sikong Jin, who also read a sacrificial speech.

Then a group of people dressed primitively and painted on their faces danced a sacrificial dance.

Basically nothing happened to Luo Chuchu, she stood on the high platform in a daze.

Yan Wenmao lowered his head and arched his back in a respectful gesture, thinking about the news from Shifeng yesterday.

Shi Feng was stopped outside the National Teacher's Mansion, but she had excellent agility and slipped in through the gap left by Wen Ruyue, who was behind.

Ben held the mentality of giving it a try, but he did not expect to succeed.

She also wanted to see what was going on on the second floor where the national teacher and the empress were, but this time she couldn't get in no matter what. She had to admit that Sikong Jin was indeed a little miraculous.

In order to avoid being discovered, Shi Feng squatted on the tree farthest in sight, looking at the two people on the first floor.

She couldn't hear what the two said, but she could see their movements clearly.

After waiting for a while, the two of them went upstairs, Shi Feng remembered the trembling in his heart when he was probing outside the second floor, and still did not follow for the sake of caution.

The two came down after a while, as if something happened and they were talking.

Then it was a boring wait until Luo Chuchu was sent downstairs by Sikong Jin, and they left the National Teacher's Mansion.

Shi Feng returned to his original position before they got into the carriage, so it was impossible for Shi Xue to betray her. The two of them waited for Luo Chuchu and others to come over, and returned to Qifeng Palace in the carriage.

Shi Feng noticed that Luo Chuchu's complexion was much better than when he came, and his mood was also higher than when he came, and there seemed to be something extra in his sleeve.

The other two, Wen Ruyue, had a strange expression on their faces, while Zhu Fanghua lowered his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were a little red.

Back at Qifeng Palace, the first thing Luo Chuchu did was to call the maid and said she wanted to take a bath.

Shi Feng couldn't help but think about it when he heard the words, but after looking at it, he didn't find any marks on Luo Chuchu's body that shouldn't be there.

After Luo Chuchu took a shower, Shi Feng clearly saw that she took out an amulet from her sleeve. The amulet had never been seen before, and it should have been obtained from the National Teacher's Mansion.

Shi Feng went to Wen Ruyue's side to check again, and found that she was fine, just continued with her usual life, reading books, practicing calligraphy and playing with orchids.

Zhu Fanghua's side is similar, nothing unusual.

So Shi Feng went back to report and told Yan Wenmao what he saw in detail.

When Yan Wenmao heard that Luo Chuchu came back, the first thing he did was to take a bath, his momentum suddenly rose, Shi Feng quickly explained, but his expression was still cloudy.

When you care too much about someone, you can't help but think things too complicated.

Shifeng didn't know what kind of mental journey his master had gone through, and finally Yan Wenmao asked her to return to Qifeng Palace and continue to look at Luo Chuchu.

"That amulet..." Yan Wenmao wanted to say something, but he endured it and said, "That's all."

Shi Feng was guarding outside Qifeng Palace, seeing Luo Chuchu eating well and sleeping soundly, chatting with the little maids and throwing fruit at each other, he couldn't help wondering, is it not what they thought?Or is it that Luo Chuchu doesn't take matters with the national teacher seriously at all?
Shi Feng, a bystander, was not sure, let alone Yan Wenmao who was in it.

Luo Chuchu yawned quietly, thinking to herself: Yan Wenmao didn't come to tell her anything when she came back from the National Teacher's Mansion yesterday. Is it just her misunderstanding that "going to the National Teacher's Mansion will bring bad luck"?Well, I just hope he doesn't make trouble, there are some things that I really can't tell him.

The boring sacrifice was finally over, Luo Chuchu was already too sleepy, grabbed Yan Wenmao's wrist and said, "Take me back, I don't even want to open my eyes."

Yan Wenmao silently led Luo Chuchu into the carriage. After returning to Qifeng Palace, she was about to ask someone to change her clothes, but Yan Wenmao suddenly said: "Let the servant come."

Luo Chuchu was stunned for a moment, and said, "Okay."

She thought it was Yan Wenmao who wanted to stay with her for a while, so she closed her eyes and opened her arms, asking Yan Wenmao to untie the layered robes and complicated ties.

However, with his eyes closed, he felt that the atmosphere was a bit wrong. He woke up halfway from a doze, opened his eyes and saw Yan Wenmao's expression and aura around him, and woke up from the rest of the doze.

"What's the matter with you? Why this expression?"

"What expression do I have?" Yan Wenmao asked back.

Luo Chuchu wanted to ease the atmosphere, and said with a smile, "It's just like Duoduo's hungry stomach."

Yan Wenmao stopped talking again, and took off the last sacrificial feather for her.

Luo Chuchu felt that the things on her head had been taken off, walked to the side, put on a light robe, and put a hairpin in her hair.

Yan Wenmao walked behind her, looked at her in the mirror through the bronze mirror, and his eyes fell on a red rope hanging around her snow-white neck.

Reaching out to pull it out to have a look, Luo Chuchu shrank his neck reflexively, protecting his chest: "What are you doing?"

"What is this?"

Luo Chuchu frowned and showed him the amulet, and said, "Why do you react so strongly to an amulet?"

She was a little angry, and coaxed him with kind words, but he didn't appreciate it, and now she did it without saying a word.

"It's the servant who reacted the most." Yan Wenmao sneered.

He gave her so many things, and she didn't see how much she cherished them, but a broken amulet was very nervous.

Luo Chu gave him a first look, and put the amulet back into his collar.If someone else had such an important thing, she would never show it to him.

I don't know what medicine he took by mistake today.

"If Your Majesty wants an amulet, this servant can go to Wenzhong Temple outside the city to ask for it for you." Yan Wenmao said.

He has never believed in ghosts and gods. In his eyes, Sikong Jin's methods are just some kind of special martial arts, and he is good at pretending to be ghosts.

(End of this chapter)