Kang State, Wang Capital, Fengluo City.

Chen Tang returned to the royal court with a smell of alcohol.

But I saw someone in the bedroom who shouldn't be here.

She first suspected that she had been drunk and ran to the wrong place, took a step back and looked up at the plaque, and confirmed that she had not walked through the wrong door, then she pushed the door open: "At this time, a lonely man and a widow, living in the same room, can I think of the high priest? Ready to recommend a pillow mat?”

If Jimo Qiu appeared in the bedroom in the middle of the night, the censor knew that Chen Tang used his toes to think about it and knew that the news of the peach-colored news was flying all over the sky. Maybe all civil and military officials would force Jimo Qiu to enter the palace, even if he didn't enter the palace, don't. Want to remarry.

Jimo Qiu still had the cool night wind on his body.

Faced with Chen Tang's teasing after getting drunk, Jimo Qiu just came forward to help her sit down. Chen Tang sat cross-legged for a while, closed his eyes and pressed down the heat caused by drunkenness. He was calm and opened his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Jimo. The autumn figures overlapped, one solid and two weak heads swaying in front of her eyes. She shook her head, and could vaguely hear her mind full of water: "I won't drink more next time."

Jimo Qiu opened the sobering soup cup.

Chen Tang stared at this thing for a while, and his right hand was empty twice: "...it's all the blame for Wei Lou Luosan...a few old Deng, who are old... are still so competitive, what are you fighting for? Not good... I have to fight for wine, so I want to vomit."

Seeing this, Jimo Qiu took the initiative to bring the sobering soup to Chen Tang's mouth.

If she had to do it herself, at least half of a cup was wasted.

"It's fine if a few of them are keen on drinking, but why should your highness drink it?" Jimo Qiu looked at the sobering soup without leaving any drops, and put the cold fingertips on his hot forehead, condensing his divine power on his fingertips, wandering around his meridians to relieve his drunkenness. Discomfort caused.

Chen Tang looked at Fang Liang with his eyes blank.

"I don't know, I suddenly want to drink."

It is indeed a bit abnormal today.

After just passing through those years, Chen Tang was drunk and drunk, and the child could kill her in seconds. Later, he killed evil thoughts, and Chen Tang's alcohol limit was completely relaxed. But she didn't like alcohol to affect her brain, so she always drank alcohol. When you click, you will stop. If you indulge once or twice, you will use martial energy to dissolve alcohol and keep your brain awake. Somehow she just wants to get drunk tonight.

Yang Yongye and his wife probably wanted to see her make a fool of themselves, so she kept urging her to drink and use her rock-paper-scissors. She didn't remember how much alcohol she drank, but only remembered that when she turned out from the window of the restaurant, her legs were squinting and her eyes were The sight of objects is constantly heavy.

Chen Tang relaxed and pillowed on his lap.

If Jimo Qiu hadn't had the amazing ears, he would have ignored Chen Tang's murmuring almost in his mouth: "I'm inexplicably unhappy."

Obviously, the more you try to drink, the more excited you become.

Chen Tang did the opposite.

She carefully sorted out recent matters. Although the progress was not going well, it was not so serious that she could emote her. Chen Tang couldn't figure out, she was worried about whether she was sick. For more than ten years of ups and downs, she was normal to suffer from mental illness: "I'm depressed?"

Jimo Qiu: "No."

He knew why Chen Tang was in a low mood.

"Your Highness... Have you seen the snow scene tonight?"

Jimo Qiu clearly felt Chen Tang's body stiff for a moment. After a while, he heard her sigh: "Well, it's Meng Yuan's sister... I don't agree with her behavior, but when I saw her committing suicide, I felt it inexplicably. It shouldn't be like this..."

Even though she had the opportunity to embrace hope, even if this hope was covered with heavy thorns, the embrace would inevitably be covered with bruises, Chen Tang still hoped that the other party could follow her wishes. As a result, she embraced death and took away many innocent lives alone...

Chen Tang sat upright: "Why is this?"

She was still drunk now and forgot to tell Jimo Qiu what happened. But she didn't say anything, and the high priest knew why. He had seen similar scenes countless times: "Every time the believer goes to death, There will be snow in the temple.”

The time of heaven will truly provide feedback to the gods' mood.

Chen Tang was stunned for a moment and found some Qingming Festival.

“…but they are not believers.”

Jimo Qiu: "But they are carrying divine blood."

Rather than saying it is divine blood, it is better to say it is a mark, just like pet owners will put objects with owner information on their pets. One day when the pet goes out, outsiders will know that it has a master when they see the object: "God Blood is not a dead object. If Your Highness refuses to agree, the scattered divine blood can be recovered at any time."

Without the tacit consent of the gods, can a group of humans extract gene fragments from her and implant them into other living bodies?

This special gene can be extracted, transferred, and continued, and has not been recovered for thousands of years. Is there any more to say behind it?

Chen Tang grabbed a bun, and his already loose hairstyle became a mess: "It is not a believer to be a believer even if he carries divine blood..."

Suddenly I thought of something again and shut up embarrassedly.

According to limited memory, this god is rebellious and willful. Regardless of whether the believers believe in her or not, she only likes people with personality. The more tempered a villain she has, the more she likes.

When a villain disappears, he will feel lost. It is a normal human nature.

Chen Tang used Chaos brain to draw the above inference and then said suspiciously: "This is not right. If a person with this bloodline dies and is sad and snowing, why haven't I heard of this kind of vision several times?"

Before the Gods settled, this group was quite large.

If one dies, it will snow, and it will not be divided into four seasons. Then the county annals of various places should be recorded frequently.

Jimo Qiu: "Because you let Your Highness see this time."

The pet who ran away from home died outside, and the gods did not see it, so naturally they would not give feedback on the astronomical phenomena. Jimo Qiu was originally going to take off his clothes and sleep, but the wooden stick was restless. He calculated his fingers and realized what was wrong and cooked it specially. Sobering up soup.

"...So that's it, I thought it was Dou E's injustice."

In terms of grievances, they are indeed comparable to Dou E.

But I didn't expect the root cause to lie in her.

After sweating violently, Chen Tang's mind returned to the clear mind. After exercising her body, she found that the sticky touch made her feel uncomfortable all over, as if there were ants crawling around on her body. She stood up and asked the palace servants to prepare hot water. Prepare to take a shower before going to bed.

The personal guard on the beam: "..."

Why hasn't this high priest left yet?

Chen Tang, who was about to take off his clothes, also turned his head to look at Jimo Qiu.

However, Jimo Qiu just stretched out his hand, and Chen Tang subconsciously handed out his clothes when he saw his movements. So the air was silent for a few breaths. Chen Tang realized that the other party was going to serve him and take a bath: "High priest, you... Not very convenient, right?"

“Where is inconvenient?”

Jimo Qiu skillfully folded his clothes and hung them.

"You are Your Highness and the Lord of the Country."

There is no man or woman, so there is no difference between man or woman.

Whether she is the status of Your Highness or the status of the country, existences other than her are non-human. Inhumans are not qualified and have no courage to have a primitive impulse for her body. Jimo Qiu doesn't think there is anything wrong with this move. A beautiful ingredient.

Chen Tang: "..."

She had been used to having a rotating secret guard around her, and there were palace maids and eunuchs everywhere, but Jimo Qiu...well, this was the first time.

Looking at the fog-steaming water surface, she realized that Jimo Qiu seemed to be in a bad mood: "Can you tell me the reason?"

Chen Tang asked, and he answered.

"Let Your Highness reunite and take back the divine blood."

"Retrieve...divine blood?"

Jimo Qiu boiled soup and seemed to sprinkle various powders into the bathtub. The bathtub color was red and green, and finally turned into milky white that looked delicious. While sprinkling, he said, "The killing disaster that caused the last fall of Your Highness was the cause of The tribe members rose up…”

His Highness used to be raising "pets" but didn't know how to control himself. This time he even acquiesced to the divine blood and left it apart, raising a large area of ​​it.

Fortunately, these "pets" are not good at doing well and live a hard life. They did not cause too much cause and effect for Your Highness. If you can seize one opportunity, you will have already killed the planet under your feet, and you don't know where the disaster will be. In the end, these cause and effect will be Keep it in her account.

Chen Tang felt a little confused when he heard it.

“…yes, that’s so serious?”

Jimo Qiu's voice was rarely cold and harsh: "If Your Highness is not talking about the 'believers', if Your Highness sends envoys from other countries, how much disaster will the messenger cause in the end? Is this account to be counted on Kang Guo?"

Chen Tang nodded: "That must be Kang Guo paying the bill."

According to this logic,

The owner will pay for the "pet" when causing trouble outside.

Tiandao may punish "pets", but before punishing "pets", you must first settle the owner who keeps "pets".

"Your Highness doesn't want to fail again, right?"

"Look at what you said, 'I've never succeeded before?"

Jimo Qiu's lips had an inexplicable curvature.

"No one of the entire clan succeeded."

The success rate of the entire household registration book is zero.

This record is very explosive in any era.

Chen Tang: "..."

Jimo Qiu seemed to have said it before, and it was still very impactful to listen to it again. But she didn't know how to retract the divine blood. After all, she was just Chen Tang, not the god in Jimo Qiu's mouth. He said he would take it back after unification, and now he mentioned these things. Too early.

"What happens when the divine blood is retracted?"

What happens to people carrying this special gene?

"Will those people die?"

"No, it's just a little bit of God's favor."

"It's equivalent to missing a layer of luck buff bonus?" Chen Tang felt relieved, "Saying so much, what do the high priest asks for?"

She was abnormal today, and Jimo Qiu seemed even more abnormal.
To be continued...