"Miss Qili, you're worrying too much," Abner said without a trace of guilt. "That's just a rumor, isn't it?"
Qili once again assured:
"Of course it's a rumor! My Lord is like my biological father to me."
Abner smoothed out the wrinkles on his robe, and his extraordinary temperament made Qili feel itchy.
If there really is a god in this world, it must be someone like Abner.
If I could sleep with him...
Thinking of this, Qili felt her body getting hot.
This is the only man who makes her feel excited just by thinking about him.
The next morning, everyone was ready to go.
Qili was very reluctant to leave Abner, and only stopped after she sent everyone out of the city gate.
With her gorgeous attire, the carriage she traveled with, and her signature red hair, the people in the city could recognize her identity without even a second glance.
Some people are still pointing fingers.
"Look! Isn't that Miss Qili?"
"Yes, it's her. I heard that she and the Lord..."
"Oh! Stop talking now, or you'll be thrown into the dungeon."
“…I just want to know if this is true?”
"Perhaps...it might be true. The Lord once said that he particularly likes the graceful bodies of young girls..."
“…”
-
The cool night breeze blew through the light gauze, and the moon outside the window disappeared and reappeared.
In the blurred vision, Mo Qin seemed to see a tall figure standing with his back to the light.
Or maybe she didn't even open her eyes.
The subtle pain and itchiness climbed up like vines. She was like a young butterfly that accidentally fell into a spider web. She didn't even have the strength to struggle and could only be dragged into the abyss step by step.
Endless darkness invaded, gradually taking away the last ray of light.
…
Mo Qin looked toward the window blankly.
The curtains hung naturally, as calm as a stagnant pool of water, and the windows were closed tightly. Even the fine lines on the window cloth she had drawn before going to bed did not change at all.
She opened the window, and the faint lines disappeared instantly.
These lines are not for protection, but a mark. If someone moves the window, the lines will disappear.
The door also has the same pattern.
They are in perfect condition.
She didn't feel any discomfort or fatigue, but Mo Qin still felt that what happened last night was not a dream.
Maybe someone came, and her little tricks had no effect on that person; or maybe no one came, but it could still put her in a 'nightmare'.
-
In just five days, they returned to the Temple of the God of Light.
On the wide streets, carriages came and went, and pedestrians walked on both sides.
This place is more prosperous than any other city I have ever been to.
The people in the temple had already received the news of the Son of God's return, and some people were waiting outside the temple.
Abner was already accustomed to such scenes, and the other entourage dispersed on their own.
The middle-aged man who came to greet him exchanged a few words with Abner before turning his attention to Mo Qin:
"Who is this?"
Abner briefly recounted his encounter with Mo Qin.
"I met her on the way. She was all alone and looked quite pitiful, so I brought her back."
The man nodded, as if he was used to such things.
The Temple of Light has always been kind and generous, and it is no big deal to help those in need.
"How does the Holy Son plan to place this girl?"
It wouldn't be difficult to help her find her family or a temporary place to stay in the city by using the name of the Temple of Light.
Abner had a gentle smile on his face:
"I saw that she knew some magic, so I planned to let her stay in the Temple of Light."
"Be my servant."
"What?!"
The man looked up in horror, his small eyes wide open.
"Sir, this is unacceptable! The believers who can enter the Temple of Light have been screened through layers of screening, not to mention that they are your attendants."
Being a servant of the Son of God is the dream of many believers.
All aspects must be strictly examined and the most suitable one will be selected from hundreds of people.
"The Pope will not agree to this."
Abner wasn't worried at all.
"I will personally speak to the Pope about this matter, so you don't have to worry about it."
Hearing this, Elaine felt like she was struck by lightning.
The Holy Son actually wants this woman of unknown origin to be his attendant?
This is ridiculous!
No, the Pope will not agree to that.
Mo Qin, the person involved, was like an outsider.
She was not in a hurry to express her opinion because these people were not the ones who made the final decision.
The Pope is.
-
Inside the main hall.
The Pope, with his gray hair and beard, was wearing a solemn uniform, and there was a hint of kindness on his wrinkled face.
A tall and solemn stone statue stood behind him, which was probably the statue of the god of light.
The face of the stone statue was unfamiliar, not belonging to any god in the original owner's memory.
Abner stated his request again, his tone sincere and respectful.
It can be seen that this Pope has the power to make him submit.
The Pope's voice was old, and it echoed in the empty hall, seeming to carry a hint of holiness.
"Qin, what do you think? Are you willing to become Abner's attendant?"
As the Pope of the Temple of Light, he could naturally feel the difference in this girl.
It was an indescribable feeling of closeness.
It's like the feeling of being close to the element of light, comfortable and peaceful.
Mo Qin smiled at the Pope:
"I'm sorry, but I don't want to be His Excellency the Holy Son's attendant."
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