Chapter 200: Sacrificial Dance
Keke currently has many points to complain about that he must express.
“That idiot not only confessed her identity herself, but also said I was a transmigrator. She’s truly a champion among oddities, and now she deserves to be imprisoned by the Third Prince, that scumbag man.”
The Third Prince is not a kind person.
His entanglement with that woman, Lin Wan’e, was a keen discovery of the value she could be exploited for.
Now that Lin Wan’e has revealed her own identity, the Third Prince will not let her go.
He directly imprisoned her. After squeezing out all the value from her, the Third Prince will unceremoniously discard her like a worn-out shoe.
“However, it’s also good news. Your fathers are all well and not significantly affected. With Lin Wan’e dead, there are no more worries. Cub, you can seriously search for your remaining fathers.”
Qin Wanwan nodded heavily.
“Mm!”
To prevent any accidents, Keke would still think of a way to go to the Third Prince’s residence to observe the enemy situation.
Damn it, they even want to capture me. Messing with me is asking for trouble.
Bird Master will now install several ‘cameras’ in the Third Prince’s Manor!
These cameras are naturally other small birds.
Keke asked Qin Wanwan for spirit rice to bribe a group of inconspicuous, small sparrows to specifically spy on the Third Prince’s Manor.
I won’t let you off!
Before the Third Prince can be brought down, the Spring God Festival arrives.
On this day, starting from the morning, the entire Jingdu became lively.
Qin Wanwan was pulled out of her warm bed by Daddy early in the morning to begin her makeup and dressing.
Although it was still the little flower fairy’s look, it was different from the one on temple fair day.
Today’s little flower fairy wore a bright, tender green, very vibrant little skirt.
She wore a beautiful flower wreath on her head, with two fluffy, beautiful braids hanging down to her chest, adorned with sparkling gemstones and small white flowers.
Qin Wanwan, with red lips, white teeth, and a delicately carved appearance, was like a little elf among flowers, with an aura of liveliness radiating from every hair on her body.
“Daddy, do I look beautiful?”
Dressed up, Qin Wanwan happily spun around in front of her two fathers.
Her face was filled with a sunny smile, and even the sun today seemed to favor her, casting a warm golden light upon her.
She looked extremely beautiful and incredibly cute.
Shang Wuyang and Rong Zhi were proud to have such a daughter.
Rong Zhi had recently started painting portraits; he didn’t paint people before.
But recently, his paintings were all of Qin Wanwan in various forms.
Now, he deeply etched the current image of his daughter into his mind, waiting for the time to paint it.
Rong Zhi: “I’ve found the best viewing spot for you. Just follow my butler there when the time comes.”
Shang Wuyang nodded indifferently.
If it weren’t for Wanwan wanting to go, he would have no interest in Tianqi’s Spring God Festival.
Similarly, if it weren’t for Wanwan, Rong Zhi wouldn’t have arranged so much for Shang Wuyang.
Rong Zhi was very busy today, so he left in a hurry for the Imperial Palace after breakfast.
Qin Wanwan was held by Shang Wuyang and went out to play.
It wasn’t until the afternoon, when the Spring God Festival began, that they were led to the best viewing position.
Of course, this position was definitely not as close as those of the high officials of the court.
But it was within the ranks of the royal nobles.
“Dong dong dong…”
The loud bell rang, as if from a distant place, as if telling ancient stories and melodies.
Qin Wanwan, held in her father’s arms, stretched her little neck to look forward.
The distance was too great; even with her good eyesight, she couldn’t see very clearly.
She could only vaguely see that after the bell rang, a man in a white robe slowly walked onto the sacrificial altar.
Although the distance was far, Qin Wanwan saw that person at a glance.
He looked too special.
Not just Qin Wanwan, but anyone else who could see the situation in front, whenever that person appeared, everyone’s gaze was involuntarily drawn to him.
Even the Emperor became his foil.
At this moment, Qin Wanwan heard people around her talking.
“Isn’t that the Imperial Advisor?!”
“The Imperial Advisor is out. It’s too far to see clearly. If only we could get closer…”
“Don’t even think about it. The people in front are all kneeling with their heads down, not daring to gaze upon the Imperial Advisor’s divine countenance.”
Let alone them, even the Emperor didn’t dare to look at the Imperial Advisor for too long.
“Legend has it that the Imperial Advisor has snow-white hair and can see through a person’s destiny with a single glance. Unfortunately, he rarely leaves the Imperial Advisor’s Manor.”
Qin Wanwan tried her best to open her eyes wide, and could vaguely see the man on the altar wearing pure white, exquisite clothing, and snow-white hair that reached his ankles.
His face was unclear, but his eyes seemed to be covered with a veil.
The man standing on the altar recited the sacrificial prayer and then began to perform the sacrificial dance.
Speaking of dance, many people instinctively thought it was something only women learned.
But in reality, noble men in Tianqi also learned to dance, especially sacrificial dances.
The Imperial Academy even had dedicated courses for this.
It can be said that every official knows how to perform a sacrificial dance.
Those who dance poorly look like they’re performing a shamanistic ritual, but those who dance well move like dragons and cranes, with every action carrying a mystical rhythm that amazes people.
Even from afar, those who could only vaguely see the Imperial Advisor’s silhouette showed amazed expressions.
However, no matter how beautiful the Imperial Advisor’s sacrificial dance was, it possessed a divine beauty that made people only able to admire from afar and not profane, and even fostered no impure thoughts in their hearts.
They would only respect the Imperial Advisor even more.
After the sacrifice, the Imperial Advisor descended from the altar.
Before leaving, he glanced towards the crowd.
He felt a special sensation.
But there were too many people, and Xuan Che did not find the person causing the special sensation.
“Imperial Advisor, Your Majesty requests your presence in the palace for a gathering.”
Xuan Che retracted his gaze, did not speak, and simply followed the person away.
Shang Wuyang was like a sensitive cat: “What’s going on? I felt like someone was staring at me just now.”
Qin Wanwan also agreed, nodding her little head.
“Mm-hmm, Wanwan also felt like someone was staring at me.”
Little Qilin is also very sensitive.
Shang Wuyang mumbled: “Someone might find you good-looking and want to snatch you away?”
Qin Wanwan immediately hugged his neck tightly and said in a milky voice.
“Wanwan is Daddy’s treasure, and no one can snatch her away!”
Shang Wuyang was satisfied and kissed the little milk bun’s plump cheek.
“Let’s go, we’re going home.”
Shang Wuyang didn’t know when Rong Zhi would return today. It was best if he didn’t come back, so he could abduct the little chubby cub to sleep with him at night.
It’s been too unaccustomed these past few days without the warm, fragrant little chubby cub to hug while sleeping.
Unfortunately, after returning home, he didn’t have time to stay with Qin Wanwan all the time.
The big merchant was also busy.
The new shops opened in Jingdu sold scented soap, felt, and many wool products.
Clothes were not available for now.
The clothes and pants made in the wool workshop had all been sent to the border pass.
He was about to leave soon, and the newly opened shops still had some problems that he needed to resolve.
Shang Wuyang held Qin Wanwan close, feeling for the first time that having too many industries wasn’t necessarily a good thing!
