Tianyao Continent is the era of the gods. All countries worship the gods, and the mountains, rivers, and all things in nature are all given by the gods.
Therefore, every time there is farming, harvesting, or hunting, one must first offer sacrifices to the sky to show respect for the Lord of the Nine Heavens.
The grand heaven-sacrifice ceremony was held in the square in the center of the paddock. A high platform of more than 500 meters was built in the center, surrounded by seats for the audience.
This scale is comparable to the Colosseum in Rome.
Hua Xi followed Mo Qingtian and sat down on the front seat, next to him were people from Prince Pingnan's palace.
King Pingnan kept staring at Hua Xi, and Hua Xi sneered in her heart, this old man is really evil and powerful!
After a while, the emperor came in with all the princes, and the ministers knelt down and shouted long live.
Hua Xi just squatted on the ground symbolically and raised his head curiously.
The bright yellow dragon robe flashed past the eyes, accompanied by the emperor's heroic laughter, followed by the princes.
Naturally, the prince followed closely beside the emperor, followed by others in order of age, with the seventh prince in the fourth row.
He was wearing a crescent white brocade robe, a jade belt around his waist, and a white jade crown on his head. His outstanding appearance stood out among the princes like a chicken, so conspicuous.
As if he knew Hua Xi's position, he made eye contact with her as soon as he raised his head, and then nodded slightly and smiled.
Still as gentle as jade, without any edge, always so gentle and restrained.
Hua Xi also smiled at him.
"My dear friends, please be free." The emperor's sonorous voice sounded.
Everyone thanked him quickly and stood up one after another.
The wind was strong in the paddock, and the hunting wind blew the surrounding flags, making a loud noise.
The emperor looked up at the high platform and said loudly: "Master, please start!"
On a 500-meter high platform, it was impossible to see what was going on on top. All you could see was the fluttering corners of clothes fluttering in the strong wind.
The bonfire was lit on the high platform, pointing straight to the sky!
The sound of chanting came from far away and could not be heard clearly.
Hua Xi was also curious about what the Imperial Master who never showed up looked like, but it seemed impossible to see it from here.
She didn't care much about the ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven, and looked around.
Princess Pingnan was not far away. At this time, an unknown lady lowered her head and whispered to Princess Pingnan.
Princess Pingnan's face became more and more ugly. As she listened, she suddenly turned her eyes, as if she wanted to kill someone!
Hua Xi felt a shiver in her heart. A seventy-year-old lady had such a ruthless look, which shows that she is a ruthless character!
Of course, Princess Pingnan was not looking at her, but at the happy and proud Aunt Shui, her daughter, and Mo Qingtian!
Hua Xi understood, it seemed that Aunt Luo's plan had begun.
It’s not easy to endure it until now!
The lady was obviously on good terms with Princess Pingnan, and she was convinced by what she said.
Princess Pingnan's old body sat on the seat and slowly began to rise and fall and tremble.
She only had one son in her life, Jiang Shijie, who was born in her fifties. She had held it in her hands for fear of dropping it and held it in her mouth for fear of melting.
In her opinion, no matter how ridiculous her son does, he can be forgiven.
And if others hurt her son, even a little bit, she would never tolerate it!
"Mom, the Imperial Master is really mysterious. I really want to meet him!"
Mo Qianyu had no idea that a disaster was about to happen, and he said happily.
"Don't worry. When you become the Princess of Pingnan, it will be easy to meet the Imperial Master. Be patient, my good daughter." Aunt Shui was also very satisfied.
