The villain female supporting role will never admit defeat

"For Chinese New Year, why did Emperor Jingyi come here?" Chu Yaoguang frowned puzzled.

Mei Zhi said: "Why don't I go over and listen to you, servant girl."

"You really heard it, and you were caught, so you don't have to go," Chu Yaoguang shook his head, "It's definitely not a trivial matter for him to come to see His Majesty at this time, and he won't let the news go unnoticed."

Mei Zhi nodded.

Chu Yaoguang rubbed the center of his eyebrows: "Let's rest first."

Tomorrow is the first day of the new year, so there may be many things to be busy.

She washed up casually, then lay down on the bed, forcibly discarded the messy thoughts floating in her mind, and fell into a deep sleep.

Early in the morning, when the genius was dim, Chu Yaoguang was shaken awake.

"Your Highness, you still have to participate in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven today." Lord Zhu said softly.

Chu Yaoguang got up in a daze, was put on cumbersome sacrificial clothes by the servants of the palace, ate a mouthful of pastries to cushion his stomach, and was helped out.

As soon as he left the Changle Palace, a gust of cold wind blew over, Chu Yaoguang shivered, and instantly regained consciousness a lot.

After successfully arriving at the Temple of Heaven, there were already many familiar faces. She rubbed the center of her brows to make herself more energetic, and stood beside Chu Baoqi.

The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven is grand and cumbersome, and only the royal family and first-rank ministers can participate.

Chu Yaoguang followed Chu Yi in front of him and went through the process seriously.

It took about half an hour, and it was finally over.

Everyone knelt down to Chu Yi, and slowly dispersed under the guidance of the palace staff.

Chu Yaoguang watched Chu Yi say a few words to Cheng Ying beside him, and left with a solemn face.

Yes, she can't rest yet.

After completing the sacrifice to heaven, Chu Yi and Jiang Fenghou will go to Fenghua Palace to worship the gods, praying to the gods to bless the country with prosperity.

If she remembered correctly, after the sacrifice to the gods, Chu Yi had to go to worship the ancestors.

It's hard work during the New Year's Eve.

Chu Yaoguang sighed and continued walking forward.

Without two steps, he was stopped.

"Director Cheng," Chu Yaoguang slightly nodded, "What's the matter?"

Cheng Ying said with a smile: "Your Majesty, get ready, and accompany His Majesty to the Fengsheng Hall later."

Fengsheng Temple, the place where the ancestors of the emperors of the Yuan Dynasty are enshrined, is also called the ancestral temple. Wherever the emperor goes, he usually worships the ancestors.

Chu Yaoguang was silent for a moment, and immediately responded: "Yes, I know, I definitely don't dare to delay."

Chengying smiled and left.

Chu Yaoguang glanced in surprise at the direction where Chu Yi disappeared, and said, "Go back to Changle Palace first, and tidy up your clothes."

After returning to Changle Palace, Chu Yaoguang told Qian Xunfang about the incident.

Qian Xunfang became excited in an instant, and directed the palace man to change Chu Yaoguang into new clothes and match them with precious jewelry.

She was justifiably excited.

His Majesty used to go to the temple alone to worship the ancestors, but now he brought Chu Yaoguang with him. This not only regarded Chu Yaoguang as his beloved daughter, but also had other meanings.

It has to be said that this is an extremely exciting signal.

Chu Yaoguang couldn't believe it, Chu Yi really wanted to choose himself?

But she thought about it seriously and quickly calmed down. She thought that she had always performed better than Chu Mingyu, and coupled with the blood relationship that cannot be ignored, it was only natural to choose herself.

Now that he wasn't sleepy at all, Chu Yaoguang changed into new clothes energetically, and seeing that the time was almost up, he set off immediately to meet Chu Yi at Fengsheng Hall.

Arriving at Fengsheng Hall, Chu Yaoguang saw Chu Yi surrounded by everyone at a glance.

Wearing a mian suit and a flat sky crown on her head, she stands upright, with solemn eyebrows, and has a majestic demeanor that cannot be ignored, making people awe-inspiring.

Chu Yaoguang trotted over and bowed his head: "I have seen my mother, my son is late, please forgive my mother."

"Not too late," Chu Yi said flatly, "It's because I came early."

Chu Yaoguang said: "Next time I will arrive earlier."

This remark was quite cautious, and after Chu Yaoguang said it, he was still a little uneasy.

Chu Yi smiled: "Okay, next time you will come with me."

Chu Yaoguang secretly clenched his fists, yes!Steady.

Even if Chu Yi didn't absolutely want her to be his heir, it still made some sense.

As long as she doesn't make any mistakes and resolves the twists and turns in the plot, she should be fine.

Chu Yi led Chu Yaoguang into the Fengsheng Hall.

The Fengsheng Hall is majestic and majestic. The main hall stands in the center. Looking from the outside, it is simple and solemn, which makes people awe-inspiring.

Chu Yaoguang followed Chu Yi through the white marble steps and walked into the hall step by step.

The interior of the main hall is slightly dark, bypassing the agarwood pillars, one can see the gods of the ancestors enshrined at a glance.

Chu Yaoguang took a peek.

Ruiwen Xiaoming emperor's god

It is the first emperor, Chu Yi's mother emperor.

Chu Yi stepped forward first, washed his hands, took the incense stick from the servant's hand, lit it, inserted it into the incense burner, and nodded with downcast eyes.

After she finished worshiping, she waved to Chu Yaoguang: "Come here, burn incense for your imperial grandmother."

Chu Yaoguang didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly stepped forward respectfully, took the incense, lit it, and then knelt on the futon and kowtowed a few times.

If Chu Yi could not kneel down to his mother, she would not dare to be so indulgent.

Chu Yi didn't say anything, and took her to recognize a few ancestors.

Chu Yaoguang tried his best to write them down, and bowed one by one, feeling that his head was almost fainted by the incense and smoke.

After finally getting out of the Fengsheng Temple and breathing in the fresh air, Chu Yaoguang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Remember to attend the Baiguan court meeting later." Chu Yi left after saying a word.

Chu Yaoguang was silent for a moment, and said, "Yes, mother emperor."

When he looked up, Chu Yi had already walked away.

Chu Yaoguang didn't care about taking a rest, quickly changed into his official uniform, and went to Zhaoyang Hall to court.

The road was only halfway, and there was a faint sense of hunger in his stomach. Chu Yaoguang sighed and quickened his pace.

The news that she followed the emperor to worship her ancestors spread very quickly. As soon as she entered the hall, Chu Yaoguang felt the sights coming from all directions, as if she was going to swallow her alive.

Chu Yaoguang had already cultivated a thick skin, and without squinting, he stood where he should stand, and gave the courtiers a look.

Chu Mingyu arrived earlier than her, and stood quietly, with a straight body, like a tall green bamboo, but with an unspeakable desolation.

Chu Yaoguang glanced at it and didn't care. He calmly twisted his neck and relaxed his body in his position.

I don't know how long this court meeting will last.

"You must be very proud, right?"

A low voice came.

Chu Yaoguang looked at the seemingly calm Chu Mingyu.

It seems that I can't hold my breath.

Although Chu Yaoguang always felt that Chu Mingyu was trapped in love, she never felt that Chu Mingyu had no ambitions for the throne.

Chu Yaoguang smiled, and said softly, "You guessed it right, I'm really proud."

Chu Mingyu gritted her teeth, wanting to say something.

Chu Yaoguang interrupted her with a smile: "Okay, Miss Huang, the court meeting is about to begin."

He lowered his voice again: "Shut up that you want to bite my face."