The first day of July is the first Dragon Festival of the Qin Dynasty, and people all over the world treat it with great solemnity.

At dawn, they took out the best food in their homes, cooked it carefully, lit incense, and offered sacrifices to Lord Shenlong.

They pray that the dragon god will continue to protect them in the coming year and keep them from being disturbed by ghosts and diseases.

The most honorable emperor and empress of the Qin Dynasty also took the little prince to the Dragon God Temple early to offer sacrifices.

A huge team surrounded a luxurious and exquisite golden carriage and moved forward slowly, with hundreds of officials following behind. The ceremony was extremely grand.

Inside the car, Chu Yuening touched the cub's bun and gave him some gentle instructions.

"Zhao Zhao, you must stay close to your parents. Don't look around or yell. Got it?"

"Yeah, Zhao Zhao will be a good boy~"

Ying Zhao was also wearing a solemn black suit today, his face was stern and his big eyes were full of seriousness.

After being enlightened by Ying Zheng and taught by Xiao He, Ying Zhao was extremely sensible and polite at a young age.

Ying Zheng, who was standing aside, was holding the little boy in his arms, looking down at his cute appearance as he sat upright, with a clear smile in his eyes.

"Zhao Zhao is the Crown Prince of the Great Qin. No one dares to interfere."

"Besides, Zhao Zhao is naturally intelligent, so Yue Ning doesn't need to worry."

Father's praise made Ying Zhao's tense little body relax. His eyelashes blinked and his little hands held the warm big palm.

Looking at the happy scene between the father and son, Chu Yuening gave the man a coquettish look.

As a mother, she naturally had to consider every aspect for her child on such a solemn occasion to avoid panicking.

The Dragon God Temple was built in Shanglin Garden. It was grand in scale and expensive in materials. It was still a high-platform building with flying eaves and brackets to highlight the sacredness and majesty of the dragon.

Under the auspices of Feng Chang, the group entered the temple. The next moment, they were instantly attracted by the dark golden dragon statue in the center.

The dragon statue is entirely cast in gold, with every dragon scale and every dragon whisker carved vividly. The pair of dragon horns are made of rare yellow dragon jade, which has a lustrous luster and a transparent texture, making it look elegant and noble.

Even though the dragon's eyes were not embellished, the dragon's domineering, sacred and majestic posture still shocked everyone.

Ying Zheng stood at the front, the majesty and momentum of an emperor pouring out, with the majestic black gold dragon statue hovering behind him, like a god who looked down upon the world and was supreme.

Those sharp phoenix eyes looked down at everyone through the crown, and the low and powerful voice was particularly solemn in the silence.

"I have diligently governed the country for over ten years, mobilizing the valor of six generations, exercising long-term strategies to govern the world, subduing the two Zhou dynasties and destroying the feudal lords, ushering in peace under heaven..."

"Now we have the protection of the divine dragon again. This is truly a blessing from heaven and a blessing for the Great Qin."

"I swear here that I will lead the Great Qin to create a peaceful and prosperous era, and our Great Qin will prosper forever!"

As the first emperor of China since ancient times and the first king to unify the nine provinces, his oath was solemn and serious, and also revealed the demeanor and arrogance of a supreme ruler.

All the officials looked up at their monarch in awe, their expressions full of respect and enthusiasm, and some were even so excited that they burst into tears.

This is the Majesty to whom they swear allegiance until death!

He was so wise and brave, with outstanding achievements, unprecedented in history and unparalleled in the future.

The country to which they have staked their entire lives is developing vigorously and presents a thriving scene.

"Your Majesty is wise! Our Great Qin will prosper forever!"

"Your Majesty is wise! Our Great Qin will prosper forever!"

“…Eternal prosperity!”

"Eternal prosperity!"

“…”

The overwhelming eulogy rose and fell in waves, filled with passionate emotions, infecting everyone, and every face was filled with pride and honor.

They are proud to be the people of Daqin and proud to have the protection of the dragon...

The sacrificial process was solemn and lengthy, but no one was distracted or disrespectful.

Even the youngest Ying Zhao gritted his teeth and persevered, his little face dignified and solemn, his demeanor worthy of a crown prince, which drew secret praise from all the ministers.

Although the prince is still young, he is gifted, has a good character, and has the appearance of an emperor. He is indeed worthy of being the son of Your Majesty and the Queen!

When all the sacrificial procedures were completed, everyone stood on both sides and respectfully sent the emperor, empress and prince back to the palace.

No one noticed that the eyes of the dragon statue lit up, and the bright gaze made the whole dragon statue look extraordinary and lively, as if the dragon had returned to the world.

Ying Zhao seemed to sense something and turned his head to look into the majestic and sacred dragon eyes. Before he could exclaim, a golden light shot towards him and penetrated his eyebrows.

"Zhao Zhao, what's wrong?"

Chu Yuening glanced sideways at the baby who suddenly stopped, with a puzzled look on her face.

Ying Zhao opened his eyes, and the golden dragon pattern between his eyebrows disappeared. When he looked at the dragon eyes again, they had dimmed and returned to their original state.

He blinked his big eyes in confusion, then quickly took small steps to catch up with his father and mother.

After returning to Qinian Palace, it was already noon.

Chu Yuening ordered the palace maids to prepare lunch, and then took Zizi to change into casual clothes.

When the meal was ready, Ying Zhao, who was already starving, immediately picked up a bowl of egg custard and gobbled it up.

"Baby, eat slowly, don't be impatient."

"Hmm...Okay~"

After hearing his mother's gentle admonition, Ying Zhao slowed down a little, but his face was still covered with food.

Ying Zheng shook his head and laughed. The little brat was so serious during the sacrifice, but now his true colors are revealed?

Seeing the baby eating with relish, Chu Yuening was very pleased.

"It would be great if my baby wasn't picky about food. I hope he can grow up to be as tall as A Zheng in the future~"

A Zheng is eight feet six inches tall, almost two meters tall, and she is only a little over one meter sixty. Every time he holds her in his arms, it's like holding a child.

Ying Zheng looked down at the little boy who was only about three feet tall. He was round and chubby, and his thin lips couldn't help but curl up slightly.

"That will take a long time."

The little girl didn't hear her father's ridicule, and was still looking up at the tall figure with a smile, her baby voice full of admiration and yearning.

"Zhao Zhao wants to be as tall as his father in the future!"

"I want to be as majestic as my father is today! Standing tall so I can see everyone!"

The boy's lofty ambitions made Ying Zheng smile heartily, his phoenix eyes full of arrogance.

"Hahaha! My son has extraordinary ambitions and has the qualities of an emperor!"

"Today, your father will let you experience the feeling of looking down on others."

Before he finished speaking, Ying Zheng stood up, picked up the kid and put him on his shoulder, not forgetting to use his bib to wipe the dirty little face.

The unprecedented height made Ying Zhao shout excitedly, and his fair little face was flushed with excitement.

Normally he could only see adults' legs, but now he could clearly see the top of everyone's head.

"Mother! Zhao Zhao is so tall~"

"Yes, mother can't even reach the baby."

Chu Yuening watched the scene of deep affection between father and son with a smile on her face, and the ripples in her eyes were filled with boundless tenderness.

She looked at the man's cold and hard face. His sharp phoenix eyes were as gentle as the spring breeze, indulging the child's playfulness.

At this moment, her A Zheng was not a majestic emperor, but a loving father.