Chapter 244 Festival

When Han Fei told Qin Che the whole story, Qin Che's hand had already piled up a thick stack of letter paper, and the hard-working little white pigeon was resting in Qin Che's hand from exhaustion. How pitiful.

Qin Che was deep in thought, and Han Fei didn't want to disturb him. She just stared hatefully at the little white dove lying in Qin Che's hand, which was so comfortable.

"Han Fei."

Han Fei stood up straight when she heard her name, waiting for the male god to speak.

"Follow me, don't go anywhere, I will let you return to your body."

Han Fei's heart warmed up and she wanted to speak. The little white pigeon didn't even bother to pretend to fly. She just shook the extra note at her feet and let Qin Che take it away.

[Your Majesty, I’m not going anywhere, I’ll just stay with you. 】

Qin Che raised the corners of his lips happily and said, "Will something happen to your original body?"

[No, but if I don’t go for a long time and exceed the time, I’m afraid I will die and I will disappear into thin air. Prince, have you never doubted my words? 】

Han Fei wanted to ask from the beginning. She said such fantastic words, what kind of souls are out of body, what kind of rituals are causing trouble, what kind of flying pigeons are passing messages, a normal person would probably go crazy, right? But Qin Che acted too calmly from the beginning, so calmly that Han Fei felt uneasy, especially when she concealed the system. There were too many loopholes in these rhetoric, but Qin Che was stunned and could not say a word. No questions asked.

"I always knew you came from far away."

Qin Che said this sentence indifferently.

Han Fei's face was startled, and she slowly clenched her fists. Yes, she remembered that she had confessed to the male god from the beginning that she was just possessing and resurrecting in the body of Miss Han Fei. He already knew a secret.

"If you are going to lie to me, then I will kill you, even your soul."

At this moment, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and the killing intent surging in his eyes was almost substantial.

Han Fei's body trembled and she immediately showed her loyalty.

【Absolutely not! The slave family said that they are willing to go through fire and water for the prince, no matter what! 】

"On the winter solstice, I will give you whatever you want."

Qin Che closed his eyes after saying this, as if he didn't want to speak anymore.

Han Fei was a little confused. What did the male god's last words mean? He scratched his head and wanted to know, but he didn't dare to continue asking, so he could only squat on the ground and stare at the handsome chin of the male god, and began to imagine what his face looked like under the mask.

For a moment, the peaceful scene of a man, a ghost, and a dove was extremely harmonious, like a beautiful painting.

The winter solstice is coming soon, and everyone is eagerly looking forward to it.

On the one hand, I am curious about whether this witch will show her prototype, and on the other hand, I am curious about what this best couple of the year looks like?

In short, the royal family is paying attention, and the people are also paying attention, and the ceremony is held on the rooftop. The rooftop is only opened when Han Ling holds a major event to worship the sky. Its symbolic significance is very important. I didn’t expect that this time for a small The daughter of the prime minister has opened the right to use the rooftop. It has to be said that this is also a different kind of honor. I don’t know what Emperor Qin thought, but he decided with a wave of his hand.

On the day of the winter solstice, there was heavy snowfall, and white snowflakes fell one after another, wrapping the entire palace city in a thick layer of white cotton. The red walls and white snow complement each other, which is really beautiful.

The courtiers all put on thick cotton clothes and gathered under the rooftop to discuss. Some were talking about whether the rumors about the witch were true, and some were teasing that Han Shangqing's daughter was so lucky that she really married her daughter to a prince. He is just a useless prince, with an empty name, no real power, and no idea whether he is good or bad.

Han Shangqing was mixed in the middle, and a vacuum zone formed around him. Almost no one was willing to stand with him. If Han Fei was really a witch, then the entire Han family would be punished by the nine tribes! No one wants to be contaminated by this smell.

Han Shangqing's face was very ugly, and he could still see a bit of haggardness. Ever since the rumor of beating up the witch spread, his Han family had become deserted, and his colleagues were even more sarcastic. Those who were trying to please him were all behind his back. After stepping on him a few times, I wanted to disgrace his old face.

Xiao He succeeds and Xiao He loses. Han Shangqing wants to strangle his daughter to death. She will be useless after she is born! Now it has implicated the entire Han family! It would have been better to go with the original wife who died early!

Han Shangqing was so angry that he completely forgot that when Han Fei got the plaque and scepter from the emperor, he still thought about treating his daughter well in the future, fulfilling his father's responsibilities and loving her well, but now ? Don’t even think about it!

If Han Fei was still in her body, she would have heard a clear beep. Han Shangqing's father-daughter affection for her had dropped to a record low, minus three hundred!

It's a pity that Han Fei doesn't know, and if she knows, she will only sigh that this cheap dad is really not a good thing.

In addition to the courtiers, the people on the periphery were ordinary people. They wore thick clothes and padded their feet. They looked up and wanted to see through the crowds of people. However, the Imperial Guards were upright and strictly controlled. It was very good. The crowd was divided, and soon, as a long, distant and sharp voice came out, the crowd fell silent.

"The Emperor has arrived——"

A flash of bright yellow slowly walked onto the rooftop, and everyone slowly knelt down, lowered their heads, and shouted in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

Qin Huangzhuang's face looked at the grand scene below. Everyone was kneeling to him, and no one dared to look directly at his light. This feeling that he was the only king in the world made his heart ache. The excitement and excitement may be another reason why he agreed to open the rooftop. He enjoyed the feeling of being high up and looking down at everyone.

Emperor Qin couldn't help but think, Yu'er, if you were still alive, I would take you to see the world.

Emperor Qin sighed slowly and said in a loud voice: "Pingshen——"

The crowd stood up and all eyes were focused on the rooftop.

Emperor Qin sat on a high seat on the rooftop. He could only sit in that seat. How could the emperor's position be shared, especially on the rooftop closest to the gods, where rules were even more important.

The father-in-law in charge shouted in a high-pitched voice: "Master Chuan Huiming——"

Master Huiming clasped his hands together, walked up slowly, saluted politely, and said: "Kowtow to the Emperor."

Emperor Qin waved his hand and said, "Well, let's get started."

Master Huiming bowed again, then turned around and said: "The Legend of Han Xiu Nu."

Soon, eight strong men walked up carrying a round wooden board, and the wooden board had a far arc.

There is no doubt that it is Han Fei.

Many people sighed and talked, waiting for what Master Huiming would do.

Emperor Qin was also watching, but when he looked at Han Fei, there was a hint of killing intent. It would be best for this woman to die here. Even if she survived and survived, he had a thousand ways to do it. Let her die.

How could his Cheer allow him to marry someone else? !