Approaching Aobao, Qingyan became more and more nervous.
The high priest kept greeting Kangxi in front of Aobao.
She was worried that she would be spotted by the high priest as soon as she got off the car.
This was definitely not a good thing.
Before getting off the bus, she deliberately put on her most low-key blue palace dress, and wore a set of plain hibiscus flower hairpins on her head.
She stepped on a thousand-layer bottom, and she was buried in the crowd.
Types that no one can discover.
In front of Aobao, trombones blared, and the high priest led the tribal leaders to welcome Kangxi's arrival.
Kangxi stood on the imperial chariot with a smile on his face, and asked everyone to get up in a friendly manner.
The princes and their female relatives stepped out of the carriage.
Qing Yan kept paying attention to the movements of the high priest from the corner of his eye.
Soon, a strange look flashed in the high priest's eyes.
Kangxi had paid attention early and was planning to talk to the high priest later because of this look.
The high priest's eyes were so obvious that even Yin noticed something was wrong.
When Qingyan found out, she screamed secretly, thinking that the high priest must have discovered something, and her little head dropped even lower.
"Little boy, raise your head and walk, don't be too conspicuous."
Yin approached Qing Yan and said, he found that Qing Yan was very resistant to the high priest.
Among the female relatives accompanying him, Qing Yan was dressed very plainly, and it was suitable to hide her inside.
His actions were a bit flinching and a bit irritating.
Qing Yan raised his head and looked at the high priest from the corner of his eye.
He no longer paid attention to his side, but was dealing with Kangxi.
In an instant, she breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to return to the tent, stay inside and never go out again.
The female relatives accompanying him all calmed down and followed their husbands forward in a dignified manner.
Tomorrow is August 15th.
From daytime, the female family members will follow the Queen Mother to Aobao to worship.
In the evening, they will attend the banquet.
The uniforms prepared by the female family members for the emperor's brother will also be unveiled on the stage.
"Si Si, can I take a rest?"
Qing Yan walked into the tent, his face turned pale, trying to ease his panic.
He nodded.
The appearance of the high priest was a bit scary.
A deep scar ran across his right cheek.
It is said that the Empress Dowager asked the high priest to tell fortunes.
The high priest thought it was to spy on the destiny, and would rather make a very deep scar with his own hands.
Scar, believing that it is not appropriate to cheat when stained with blood, rejected the Queen Mother's decree.
Compared with the scars on Yinqi's face, they pale into insignificance.
Qing Yan had lived in a boudoir for a long time.
Although he was born in a military general's palace, he had never seen anyone like this, so it was understandable that he would be frightened.
"Four-four-four, the master has announced that you and Fujin are going over there."
Li Dequan's voice sounded from outside the tent, and Yin did not dare to neglect and hurriedly walked out.
Qing Yan followed closely, taking off his wide sleeves, lowering his head, and followed Yin in the direction of the imperial tent.
As she approached the royal tent, she heard the voice of the high priest coming from inside the tent.
The feeling that penetrated her heart made her heart suddenly hang, fearing that she would be exposed.
The two of them waited at the door of the tent, and Li Dequan walked in to report back.
Soon, the curtains of the imperial tent were opened from the left and right.
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Yin tidied up his palace clothes and walked in with the Qing banquet.
After the two of them bowed politely, Kangxi waved his hand with a smile on his face.
Qingyan could only stare at the red carpet not far in front, not daring to look around.
When a person is nervous, the potential of all senses will be stimulated.
She felt the door curtain behind her close again, and a bass with a sense of vicissitudes of life sounded.
"Long live Lord, this is the Sifujin I'm asking about," the high priest asked with a kind face.
Yin nodded and said: "High Priest, I have been living in the boudoir for a long time.
I am rude to you.
I hope you will forgive me."
The high priest shook his head and didn't say much.
He just observed Qing Yan carefully.
Her little face was half-downcast, and no one could know what she was thinking.
"Fu Jin, can you let me see your face?"
The high priest was entrusted by Kangxi to observe Qing Yan's expression.
After the wedding, Yin personally took Qingyan's fortune to Hongluo Temple for fortune telling, but the living Buddha said that he did not dare to say more about Qingyan's fortune.
Qing Yan nervously rolled up his handkerchief and looked up with a faint smile on his face.
The high priest looked at her kindly, without saying a word, and only looked at her position with comforting eyes.
After looking at it for a long time, the high priest smiled and said: "Long live the Lord, when the four blessings are 3 years old, there will be a great calamity.
If it survives, it will be a destiny with all five blessings." 3 years old Kangxi and Yin heard this, and couldn't help but remember that when Qing Yan was young, he was pushed into the lake by Qing Ya, and immediately fell into a high fever.
Even the Yuan imperial doctor could not diagnose the cause.
After two days of high fever, Qing Yan's condition She was healed immediately.
Yin looked at her recovery and just took advantage of her rest time to go to Hongluo Temple, hoping that the living Buddha could solve the mystery for him.
Unfortunately, the mystery has not been solved yet. .
"Really" Kangxi said overjoyed.
In the royal family, fate is definitely a mysterious link.
After he was very disappointed with the prince, Kangxi kept observing his sons, hoping to choose a successor from other children.
Before he completely gave up on the prince, Kangxi still regretted slightly.
He should point out the Qing banquet to the prince.
Can he change the prince?
"Long live my lord, only Si Fu Jin can survive the difficulties if he is by Si Age's side.
If it had been someone else, he would have died early."
The high priest said with regret.
Both Kangxi and Yin were slightly relieved that Qing Yan's strange illness was not harmful.
Along the way, he made people observe Qingyan's behavior, for fear that the high priest would give a bad answer.
In the end, he would eradicate the bad influence for the royal family.
"That's all, you can leave first."
Following Kangxi's order, Yin followed Qing Yan out of the imperial tent.
She was completely relieved.
The dirty clothes on her back were already soaked.
Has this level been passed?
Yin returned to the tent with a straight face, a smile on his lips.
Fortunately, Kangxi sent him to Fei Yanggu's mansion.
What the concubine Wu Ya said made Yin so frightened that he had a fever.
He thought for a long time before deciding to propose marriage.
This matter can be regarded as making up for the past debts.
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Yin reached out and pulled her on his lap, and the uncontrollable laughter reached her ears.
"My dear, that's great."
Yin heard the last words of the high priest.
She could only avert danger by being by her side.
Hahaha Kangxi was definitely not at peace in his heart, but Yinze was relieved that no one could take the feast away from him.
"Si Si, what are you doing?"
Qing Yan noticed Yin's strange expression and said strangely.
Yin didn't say anything, but he felt very emotional in his heart.
Today, the high priest concealed his fortune-telling for the Qing Banquet and should also meet with the other female relatives of the emperor's elder brother.
His cheek rubbed against hers, and his heart was filled with ecstasy.
The destiny of being blessed with five blessings was probably the first among female relatives.
In the future, a tighter protective net would be deployed around her
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