"Today we are offering sacrifices to our ancestors. The concubines, the princes and princesses, as well as the civil and military officials must all participate."

Among them, a very small number of ladies who are destined to be kings also have to appear.

This is a very special day for the Tiansheng Dynasty.

During the first month of the lunar year, the weather was extremely cold. Defei dressed Abao in a small cotton jacket, a small bunny hat and a small scarf, and covered her tightly.

Abao drank the milk quickly, twisted a few of his little finger-shaped dough into his pocket, and followed Concubine De.

When they arrived in front of the main hall, all the civil and military officials were already kneeling outside the hall in rows. A Bao was lying on Concubine De's shoulder in the corridor, and could only see a huge group of people from afar.

On the way here, De Fei whispered to A Bao that she should follow Feng Zhuo. As one of the four concubines, she would have to stand in front during the ancestor worship and would definitely not be able to pay attention to A Bao.

After the ceremony, Abao could follow Feng Zhuo back to Yihe Palace.

And they have to wait until dawn.

"Abao, daddy will hold you." Concubine Defei did not expect that the big tyrant would come to pick up Abao.

"I'm afraid it's not appropriate for the Emperor to bring a child with him while he is offering sacrifices to his ancestors." Defei frowned.

The Tyrant kissed Po on the cheek and said, "No problem. Let our ancestors see my precious daughter."

[Ancestors... Oh, I understand]

The Tyrant:?

Concubine De:?

What did Abao understand? The other two didn't.

Unfortunately, Po stood next to the tyrant. Everyone was surprised by Po's appearance. It was ok for the emperor to hold the little princess when he went to court, but why did he bring the little princess with him when he offered sacrifice to his ancestors?

Logically speaking, every time the ancestor is worshipped, the crown prince or the future heir should stand beside the emperor...

"Mom, is that the little princess?" Di Hongluan knelt on the ground, looked ahead speechlessly, and rolled his eyes fiercely.

Behind them were the civil and military officials, and they, as royal relatives, were in the last row of the royal family.

Di Hongluan felt a little unconvinced. How could Di Jiuyang go to the first row? He was so ignorant.

"Mother, after the ceremony, while you guys stay here, can I go to the side and wait for you and father?"

Princess Han's heart skipped a beat, thinking of the instructions the prince gave her when she left the palace.

After the ancestor worship is completed, grandma must take Luan'er back to the palace first to prevent her from causing trouble again.

"Luan'er, your father has instructed..."

Di Hongluan interrupted Princess Han, "Mom, have you forgotten what I told you before you left the house?"

Princess Han just felt a little confused.

Luan'er said that today, during the ancestor worship ceremony, she must make a stunning sound to let everyone know that she is a lucky star and let everyone surround her and love her.

What she said was quite impressive, and Princess Han was also moved. Who doesn't want his or her daughter to succeed?

She also benefited from it.

"Mom, today is the only chance. I have been preparing for several days." He even went so far as to steal Buddhist scriptures from the Huguo Temple just to offer sacrifices to his ancestors today.

Princess Han winked at Di Hongluan, asking her to lower her voice. "Well, you can do whatever you want later. I will pick you up after it is done. But you must remember not to cause any more trouble. Today is the day to worship our ancestors, so as not to make your father angry again."

After the ancestor worship, A-bao felt a little hungry, and a fragrance drifted over in the air...

"Roast duck, roast fish, roast chicken, roast ribs, roast lamb legs..."

In the main hall, the offerings to ancestors are all freshly roasted meat, which is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sizzling with oil, and the aroma can fill the entire hall even in the cold winter.

Abao was so happy that he wanted to cry.

I’ve received enough red envelopes, but I haven’t eaten enough meat yet.

"Little princess, I'll take you back..." As soon as Feng Zhuo appeared, A Bao waved his hand and walked to the corridor at the side, thinking about going into the main hall to eat meat later.

I saw a girl in plain clothes sitting on the ground not far away, doing something unclear.

[Emperor Red Luan? My little heroine, what is she doing here? ]

The people who were offering sacrifices to their ancestors were still standing in front of the main hall. The people coming and going here were all servants, so they kept clear of the door to the main hall.

[That long, curly thing, Di Hongluan is writing here with a lamp in the middle of the night? ]

[No, she is sick! ]

"Emperor Jiaoyang!" Di Hongluan was copying scriptures. He looked up and saw Abao walking over. Because he had been holding his anger in for the past few days, he couldn't help but yelled out in anger.

Po twisted his butt and walked over, Feng Zhuo followed behind Po with great interest. The little princess looked like someone who was not easy to mess with, and who knew who was going to be in trouble again.

"Ha!" Po finally saw what the Emperor Luan was doing.

[It really is a copy of a Buddhist scripture. This looks like the Ksitigarbha Sutra.]

[I remember, I remember. In the original story, on the day of the ancestral worship ceremony, the little heroine copied scriptures alone in the cold weather and burned them in front of the ancestors. With a talisman, she was able to communicate with the empress dowager and the emperor. She stole the show and made all the civil and military officials, the emperor and the empress dowager call her the little goddess of the Tiansheng Dynasty.]

[It was because of this incident that the young heroine became famous. From then on, she became more and more powerful in the Tiansheng Dynasty.]

Di Hongluan sneered at Abao. There was no one around here except a little eunuch following Abao. There was no Defei, nor the Empress Dowager or the Emperor. Naturally, Di Hongluan did not hide his dislike for Di Jiuyang, and his expression was very obvious.

"Pighead! Little idiot!" Emperor Hongluan scolded her harshly, "You stupid pig who only cares about eating every day!"

Feng Zhuo's face darkened, and he rushed in front of A Bao, staring coldly at Di Hongluan, "Your Highness, please watch your words!"

"How dare you, a little eunuch, speak to this princess? Get out of here."

Feng Zhuo narrowed his eyes and his temper darkened. Just when he was about to lose his temper, A Bao hugged Feng Zhuo's thighs and poked his little head out, "Don't be angry, don't be angry."

Feng Zhuo's heart softened, and he picked up A Bao, "Little princess, the princess can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. Do you need me to teach you a lesson?"

He was not afraid of the princess's punishment, but he would not allow anyone to bully Abao.

Po chuckled and said, "No, no, no."

"You are indeed a fool." Di Hongluan snorted, "You are fat and round, stupid, a fool!"

There was no other way. Feng Zhuo watched and couldn't hit Di Xiaoyang, so he could only scold her. Di Xiaoyang couldn't speak clearly anyway and would not complain at all.

She is not afraid!

"Hehe." A Bao smiled with a fake smile, his big eyes gloomy. Go ahead and curse me. The more you curse, the worse it will be later.

[Little heroine, you are done. You will cry later! ]

Di Hongluan didn't see any anger on Di Jiaoyang's face. She was surprised. Why didn't Di Jiaoyang cry?

Doesn't she understand what people say?

I scolded her so harshly, but she acted as if nothing had happened? She is really a fool!

A-Bao saw a figure approaching not far away and curled his lips, "Feng Guoguo, let's eat porridge and ignore her."