The ceremony of sacrifice is also scheduled for August 15th.
That day, Emperor Tianxuan personally led the great priest step by step towards the sacrificial platform where Cang Jin's death was announced.
Step by step on the steps, Emperor Tianxuan stopped on the last step. Cang Jin needs to walk the next road by himself. When he let go of her hand, Emperor Tianxuan felt her hand tremble slightly. Is it fear of death? Or are you afraid of separation? He remembered that Cang Jin was afraid of separation. Every time I parted from her and let go of my hand, she cried like a child.
But this time, she just trembled her hands. His expression remained unchanged. Covered in Bai Ling, she turned her pale face in his direction, her thin lips pursed tightly. It took a long time before she opened her lips and said the last words to him: "I hate you."
"It's so gentle and virtuous that a great priest who has nothing to do with the world can move the hearts of mortals." The young emperor smiled, and his expression and tone were flawless. His words and deeds were already like that of an emperor.
Cang Jin seemed not to have heard of it.