The high priest's inference ability is indeed very comparable to that of a human.

A divination and a picture of extermination can infer who is the culprit, and analyze the whole story to a very clear and clear... almost exactly.

Unfortunately, I miscalculated the two most critical points.

"The high priest, the Southern tribe's disaster... will never happen again." Jiu Qing turned his head, his eyes calmed to the point of being ruthless. "The culprit of this disaster is definitely not King Jin of Xiling."

When the high priest heard this, his eyebrows frowned slightly, "Your Highness's words seem to have other meanings?"

"You can guess it all the way, but the high priest doesn't have to worry too much about this disaster." Jiu Qing said lightly, then turned around and walked out of the hexagram palace. "I can guarantee that King Jin of Xiling will never be the murderer of this disaster, and the Southern tribe can also last forever and last forever."

The high priest was silent, and a deep glimmer appeared in his eyes.

Just now, Jiu Qing said that this disaster of the Southern tribe will never happen again... again?

Did she mean that the disaster of the Southern tribe has already happened?

But how is it possible?

What appears in the hexagram mirror clearly should have not happened yet...

But just now, when the Ninth Princess saw the picture in the hexagram mirror, there was no shock on her face, and there was no obvious strange emotions from beginning to end - this is quite puzzling.

Si Ming's eyebrows were slightly locked. He was just a high priest in the priest's hall that protects the Southern tribe who serves the gods, not the gods. He could tell that the Southern tribe would have such a disaster, but he could not see who the murderer was.

He can listen to God's will, but he cannot communicate with God face to face.

Therefore, he can only determine his own judgment.

However, even in the past ten, for the sake of the safety of the Xuanyuan royal family and the people of the Southern tribe, he must guard against it before it happens.

After walking out of the Priest's Hall and having been waiting outside for an hour, Zi Mo respectfully welcomed him, "Your Highness."

Jiuqing looked around and saw a delicate and luxurious soft yellow sedan chair quietly parked under the long jade steps of the Priests' Hall. Jiuqing almost immediately recognized whose sedan chair it was.

Sure enough, Zi Mo quickly reported: "The Seventh Princess learned that the palace had come down to the priest's hall and came here specially, saying that there was something important to inform Your Highness."

The seventh princess in the Xuanyuan royal family, Xuanyuan Yanxi, is the only princess in the Xuanyuan royal family except Jiuqing.

Jiuqing's expression remained unchanged, but she already understood what she was looking for.

As Zi Mo finished speaking, a woman in goose yellow palace outfit walked out of the sedan chair. She looked seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful face and delicate figure. She was also a rare beauty.

Standing under the jade steps, she looked up at Jiuqing, "Qinger."

Jiuqing didn't say anything, and walked down step by step gracefully and calmly.

After getting off the jade stairs, she smiled faintly: "What's the matter with me, Sister Emperor?"

"The fourth brother seems to have some problems in his body, and he vomited blood in the mansion just now." Xuanyuan Yanxi frowned and stared at Jiuqing worriedly, "Can you go and see him?"

If it were in the past, when he heard that Han Yu was feeling unwell, Jiuqing would have been worried and could not wait to run to Prince Yu's mansion.

But at this moment, she just frowned when she heard this, "Give up blood?"

"Yes." Xuanyuan Yanxi nodded, "It was because of the impediment of internal strength that caused the qi and blood to flow backwards."
Chapter completed!