It’s no wonder that in the past ten years or so, the weather in Yuecheng has been turbulent, there has been famine and floods, and there are disaster victims and refugees everywhere. Many parents can’t support their children, so they sell them and throw them away, and they even drowned when they were born.

If it weren't for the poor family who couldn't get rid of the pot, he wouldn't be living in a place like Qinghuanlou to make a living.

Originally, he thought that all this was due to his bad luck, but now it seems that it was not his bad luck, but the high priest secretly communicated with the saint, which offended the gods, and the gods were furious, which brought disasters to the people. body...

Thinking of this, Qing Huan, who was originally extremely infatuated with Min Huizhu, became angry, and couldn't care less, grabbed her, dragged her to the table...

Since no one can appease the anger of the gods, he will punish the superiors who abandoned the common people for the gods...

When Qin Wuyan woke up, he was awakened by the sound of fireworks rising into the air. When he opened his eyes, his body was still a little limp, but his whole body was much better.

He had Gu worms in his body, and he had taken the pills Zhuang Xiaoyu gave her, so his body was already resistant to the medicines.

He sat up with his arms propped up, his eyes adapted to the darkness, and he could faintly see the furnishings in the study room. There was a pot of burning charcoal fire in the corner.

He got up, opened the door, and the guard at the door of the study heard the movement, "Priest priest, are you awake?"

"Come in." Qin Wuyan called someone in and asked, "What's different about me coming out of Min Mansion?"

"Nothing unusual." The guard shook his head, "You just lowered your head, and you don't feel any other discomfort."

The guard was surprised: "Priest priest, why do you ask such a question?"

Qin Wuyan rubbed his forehead: "Is it really my order to send me to Zhuangzi?"

"It was Master Min's order, but you sat in the carriage and did not object, so we took you back to Zhuangzi." The guard faintly felt that he seemed to have done something wrong.

Qin Wuyan closed his eyes and clenched his fists: "The saint is here?"

"Yes." The guard replied: "According to your order, Qing Huan is serving."

Qin Wuyan rubbed his forehead: "What time is it?"

"Zishi, it's time to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. Did the sound of firecrackers outside wake you up?" The guard said, "The priest's mansion also set off fireworks. This year's fireworks are so gorgeous and beautiful. In mid-air, even though we were so far apart, we still saw..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Wuyan stood up abruptly: "It's time? How long have the fireworks in the priest's mansion been going off?"

The guard thought for a while: "It's almost half an hour."

Qin Wuyan only felt dizzy for a while, he just lay down for a while, but he didn't expect to open his eyes at this time.

Thinking of what he said to Zhuang Xiaoyu today, Qin Wuyan panicked: "Hurry up, prepare your horse."

The guard persuaded: "It's windy and snowy outside, and the sacrificial priest should go back at this time..."

"You can do whatever you want!"

The guards retreated quickly.

Qin Wuyan raised his feet and walked out. When he passed the corridor, he saw the carriage parked in the yard, and remembered something, and asked, "Where is Qing Huan?"

There was an embarrassed smile on the guard's expression: "When I first arrived at the house, it was the time when the night was full of joy, so it was naturally in the bedroom."

Qin Wuyan pondered for a moment: "When there is no movement inside, let Qing Huan go back to the secret room immediately, and don't come out for two days.

As for the saint, as long as she doesn't go crazy, leave her alone.

If she asks tomorrow, she will say that I am in the priest's mansion. If anyone from the Min family comes, they will report to me. If there is anything to do, let Min Zhixing go to the priest's mansion to find me. I am waiting for his visit. . "

After saying these words, Qin Wuyan's whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.