Because of the assassins who appeared at night, the Imperial Guards had to stay up all night to prevent them from infiltrating the palace again. The belief that Feng Guang was a goddess was becoming more and more convincing. Thanks to her, His Majesty was not harmed by the assassins, and mortals could not harm her. If she were not a goddess, how could she have done that?
To be honest, the High Priest of Dongyang Kingdom, Sundial, was feeling rather uneasy. He had originally conspired with Xin Ye to create a fake goddess, but before they could even put the person they had prepared into the water, Feng Guang appeared. After hearing that Feng Guang had taken a knife for His Majesty that night without being hurt, he became even more suspicious that he might have summoned a real goddess. If he had indeed summoned a real goddess, then he might have to change his allegiance.
"Goddess, have you remembered everything I just said?"
"Huh?" The person who was lost in thought came back to his senses, looked at the young man sitting in front of him, and nodded without thinking twice. "Yes, I heard you clearly."
The sundial deliberately said, "In that case, please have the goddess repeat it for me."
"Hmm..." Feng Guang stroked his chin and pointed to a tree behind the sundial, saying, "Priest, look! This peach tree is in bloom!"
The sundial remained expressionless. "Goddess, please don't change the subject."
"Okay... what did you just say?" She seemed completely open and aboveboard about giving up on treatment.
The sundial, sent by His Majesty to provide information on the scenery and general knowledge, sighed and said, “Our Dongyang Kingdom and Nancai Kingdom have had a bad relationship since ancient times. Although we share the same gods, this similarity has destined us to have a goddess appear every hundred years, which will spark a battle between our two countries. Every hundred years, both countries will experience a natural disaster. Just as Dongyang Kingdom has its priests, so does Nancai Kingdom. Both can summon goddesses, and when a goddess summons a dragon, she can make a wish. Just as our Dongyang Kingdom has been suffering from drought in recent years, Nancai Kingdom has been plagued by floods. Therefore, whichever country obtains a goddess can pray for favorable weather and peace through the wishes made by the goddess.”
"Isn't that ridiculous? A goddess can only grant one wish to one country. How do countries without goddesses survive?" Feng Guang took a bite of the melon, perfectly behaving as a bystander.
"A country without a goddess will naturally stumble and struggle until the next goddess appears. Internally, the people are full of complaints, and externally, enemy countries are eyeing it covetously. Whether the country can be protected depends on the ruler's ability." When mentioning this, Sundial also felt it was amazing that neither Dongyang Kingdom nor Nancai Kingdom had been destroyed to this day.
Feng Guang picked up another piece of melon and asked vaguely, "So all you priests are good for is sitting in the temple every day praying for the goddess to appear soon?"
"That's not the case. Every priest is endowed with a little bit of divine power bestowed by heaven."
"What is your divine power?"
The sundial picked up a pen, and in a moment, the pen in his hand turned into a blank sheet of paper. "My divine power is very simple: I can send one thing to another place and then take another thing from that place."
"Space transformation?"
"Space...transformation?" The sundial had never encountered these terms before.
She stopped eating the melon and asked curiously, "Then can you send someone to another place?"
"This... I haven't tried it..."
"Then let's give it a try. It won't kill anyone to try." Her curiosity was so strong that it was hard to refuse.
Sundial was not good at saying no. He thought for a moment, then nodded. "Goddess, please take my hand and think about where you want to go."
"Okay!" She grabbed his hand.
The woman's hands were softer than the man's, and the sundial blushed. "Goddess, please hold onto my sleeve."
"Oh..." She obediently grabbed his sleeve instead.
The sundial closed its eyes. "Goddess, please close your eyes and think about where we are going."
"Hmm." Feng Guang closed her eyes, but after a moment, she heard the sound of wind and felt a sense of weightlessness. She opened her eyes and before she could react, she fell to the ground with a thud.
On the other side, the white-clad man on horseback looked at the man who had fallen into his arms, his pale face showing some confusion.
The sundial was also somewhat confused.
The surrounding soldiers drew their swords, shouting, "Assassin! Protect His Majesty!"
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Feng Guang cried out in her heart, "Why did this script, which was clearly meant for her and was in the arms of a handsome man, get snatched away by another man!"
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