MTL - The Strong Beauty is a Goddess in Showbiz-Chapter 466 Previous life 4

People couldn't help but look at the embarrassed, **** little boy with envy, wondering why such a person would be favored by the temple priests.

 The little boy at that time, the future general Si Jin, seemed unable to realize what had just happened.

 All he knew was that the gazes around him had changed.

It is no longer disgust, disgust, and fear, but has an added layer of envy that he does not understand. Will the people of the capital who live in a stable and prosperous place also envy him?

Not only that, even the officers and soldiers who originally chased him and threatened to cut him into pieces also hesitated for a moment after hearing the words of the temple priest, and finally left unwillingly.

 The temple team left, and the surrounding crowd gradually dispersed. They always kept a fearful distance from the little boy.

 He comes from the grasslands far away from the capital. The people there are brave and good at fighting, and the glory of the temple cannot be fully spread there.

 The war around him reached his hometown. He was separated from his tribe and was forced to come to the capital. At this moment, standing on the streets of the capital, Si Jin had the desire to find out about the opening of the temple.

 He knew what he wanted from an early age.

Si Jin looked up at the distant and towering Holy Mountain, as well as the vast and magnificent temple on the Holy Mountain.

 How to approach the temple priest?

 —Naturally, power.

The first parade of the temple priests allowed the people to witness the abilities of the most talented temple priests. Even the princes and ministers did not dare to make mistakes in front of the temple priests.

 With the opening of the listening pavilion of the temple, more and more people come to worship and express their wishes.

The priest of the temple always sits on the high platform of the priest's temple, with a calm and calm expression on his face, listening to the prayers of the believers.

Doya stood in the side hall behind the priest's temple. Through the gap, she was always being watched by the temple priest from behind.

 The wishes of the people are naturally diverse and include everything.

 “Master Priest, I want to ask for a son.”

“Master Priest, should I believe Geng Lang?”

“I don’t want to obey my parents’ orders or my matchmaker’s advice. I want to be with the person I like. Is this considered deviant?”

"Please forgive me, Lord Priest. I hate my sister who stole all the attention after she was born. I can't resist the urge to strangle her to death."

“It is rumored that there is a tribe in the southeast of the kingdom, which is good at poisonous evil things. Priest, can I ask for it? I, I just want that person to fall in love with me wholeheartedly.”

 “Master Priest, I have nothing to worry about, but I just want to die.”

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 More and more demands were heard by the temple priests, including princes and ministers, but their demands were much more obscure.

 Some asked the temple priests to forgive their brothers for their rebellion, while others hoped that the temple priests could send prophecies to help them get rid of ministers with political discord. There were even many noble ladies who came to her to ask for medicine to make their husbands obey her in every possible way.

 Her expression was always calm and indifferent, becoming more and more calm and steady.

Every scene of this scene fell in Duoya’s eyes.

 In the sixth year after his succession, the priest of the temple lost his hair.

Duoya, who has witnessed her growth, can no longer be described in simple words. Her heart is full of complexity, but in the end there is only a long and lingering sigh.

In the past, she thought that she had sacrificed her identity as a friend to accompany the temple priest, but the growth of the temple priest made her realize that she had sacrificed everything from the moment she appeared.

By the time she reached the age of hairpins, she was no longer as youthful as she had been in the past, and was only left with dignity and solemnity, which was the image of a temple priest in the minds of the world.

Even though Duoya tried hard to save it, it was to no avail.

 When she looked into the eyes of the world, there was only compassion and indifference left in her eyes.

Duoya was clearly standing behind her, but she felt that the temple priest was already extremely far away from her, like an untouchable horizon.

The temple priests and the royal family attach great importance to the temple priests and the banquet. For this reason, they even held a special palace night banquet in the palace.

 The current king is incompetent and enjoys extravagantly. He relies solely on the inheritance of his ancestors and the blessing of the temple to maintain the authority of the king.

He was naturally respectful to the temple priests, but he also selectively ignored the words of the temple priests' advice.

 After one or two attempts, the temple priest understood his choice.

　　Doya put the priest's crown on her head, quietly took a step back, lowered her head and said, "Master Priest, the chariot is ready."

 The temple priest looked at himself in the mirror and said nothing.

After a long while, she calmly said: "Let's go."

 Duoya noticed her getting up and immediately followed her respectfully.

  Escorted by several priests and officers and soldiers, the chariot entered the palace smoothly and smoothly.

 The priests of the temple are not only the most talented people, but also have a beautiful appearance that no one in the kingdom can match.

 However, beneath this magnificent face, there is a sacred, inviolable, majestic and indifferent compassion.

The palace maids on both sides did not dare to look too much, and cautiously introduced the temple priests into the palace banquet.

In the main hall of the palace banquet, all the princes and ministers of the kingdom had arrived, but they stood solemnly and knelt down the moment the temple priest entered the inner hall.

 “See Temple Priest!!”

The temple priest's eyes were calm and majestic. She crossed the crowd and walked straight to the seat level with the king.

The king looked at her eagerly, and with a restrained expression he called her respectfully: "Master Priest."

The temple priest's compassionate and indifferent eyes fell on him, and he nodded slightly: "The king."

 Being watched by the insightful eyes, the king suddenly felt the pressure.

Fortunately, the temple priest just looked at him steadily and then looked away. Just as the king was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the temple priest's faint tone: "The king needs to rest."

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The king, who immediately understood the deeper meaning of the temple priest's words, smiled and looked away shamelessly.

 The palace banquet started soon.

But because of the presence of the temple priests, the music around the palace has turned into melodious and peaceful chanting, and the dancing girls in the center of the stage have also become the divine attendants in the temple. They have graceful postures and dance to pray for blessings.

In the middle of the palace banquet, the king carefully considered his tone and asked the temple priest carefully: "Master priest, those over there are my children."

 The priest of the temple raised his eyes slightly. On one side of the palace banquet, eighteen princes and princesses were dressed in grand clothes, looking at her expectantly.

Over the years, the king continued to work hard and had more and more children, but the successor to the kingdom was never decided.

The king hinted to her again: "Many of them have children, but they can still obey the teachings of the priests."

 The temple priest only said one word: "Yes."