Her destiny stolen? The Divine Witch Ancestor has returned!

Chapter 132 Outrageous! Get out of the way!

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what's wrong?" Noticing that Wu Zhao hadn't spoken, Yu Chen nudged her from the side.

Wu Zhao snapped out of his daze and stared at the Imperial Advisor before him: "Imperial Advisor..."

The Imperial Advisor, Wu Yan, smiled. "Your Majesty, have you come today for the rain-praying ceremony? I will be presiding over the ceremony again this year. Would Your Majesty like to take a look at the preparations?"

The rain-praying ceremony… Wu Zhao’s eyes flickered. She paused for a moment before saying, “Is there anything different about this year’s ceremony compared to previous years?”

"Naturally, there are some differences. This year's rain-praying ceremony... my sister will be performing the prayer dance." The Grand Preceptor's tone was filled with undisguised pride and self-satisfaction, as if he trusted his sister quite a bit.

"Which empress does His Majesty intend to accompany him to the rain-praying ceremony this year? Or will the Empress accompany him as in previous years?"

The Imperial Advisor glanced at Yu Chen, who was standing next to Wu Zhao, and asked, seemingly to test the waters.

“This year… I’ll go with the Empress again.” Wu Zhao couldn’t help but twitch her lips as she thought of Xie Buji in his palace attire.

The smile in the Imperial Advisor's eyes seemed to deepen. He nodded and said, "That is the way it should be. Even if His Majesty dotes on the Consort, he should not overstep the Empress in this matter."

"The officials of the previous dynasty also hoped to see His Majesty and the Empress ascend the sacrificial altar together."

"However, Your Majesty should not forget to reward the Consort's father and brothers for their hard work and merits in guarding the frontier this year."

Yu Chen listened to their conversation and quickly jotted down some useful information.

The two did not stay at the Imperial Preceptor's residence for long; after obtaining useful information, they left together.

Just as Wu Zhao left the Imperial Preceptor's residence, he encountered Shen Jiaojiao and Xie Buji, who also wanted to inquire about information.

Upon seeing the two, Xie Bujie avoided eye contact with Wu Zhao.

He said to Shen Jiaojiao somewhat nervously, "Jiaojiao, let's hurry up and see the Imperial Advisor."

Shen Jiaojiao observed Wu Zhao and Yu Chen for a moment, then asked with a smile, "Did you and Brother Yu Chen get any crucial clues?"

"How dare you, a mere chief eunuch, look directly at His Majesty?!" Yu Chen was clearly getting into character, and his expression showed some displeasure.

Wu Zhao raised an eyebrow: "The Empress is right. I'm also quite curious as to why the Chief Eunuch is with the Imperial Concubine?"

With a livid face, Shen Jiaojiao grabbed Xie Buji's arm and explained, "I only met the Imperial Concubine by chance, sister... Your Majesty and the Empress, please don't misunderstand."

"Oh? It was a chance encounter. What a coincidence!" With a smirk, Wu Zhao turned around: "Empress, let's go."

Watching the two of them knock on the door of the Imperial Preceptor's residence, Wu Zhao clicked his tongue in amazement: "A concubine and a chief eunuch, trying to get into the Imperial Preceptor's residence is simply wishful thinking."

"Where are we going now?" Yu Chen asked. "The Imperial Advisor gave us quite a lot of information..."

Wu Zhao thought for a moment: "The rain-praying ceremony should be the key. Let's go to the sacrificial altar and take a look."

The information provided by the Imperial Advisor clearly explained the current situation.

The emperor's favoritism towards the imperial concubine reached a very serious level, and the concubine's father was a powerful general who guarded the frontier.

Although the Empress was not favored, she had a high reputation in the court, and her father and brothers should also be high-ranking officials.

The two walked together toward the sacrificial altar. Yu Chen suddenly said, "This year's rain-praying ceremony will be performed by the Grand Preceptor's sister. The Grand Preceptor specifically mentioned this person, and this role may be a key one."

Wu Zhao paused for a moment, then nodded: "Indeed, this person is very crucial. If we can meet her, we might find other clues."

“Maybe this little sister is preparing at the sacrificial altar. We’ll find out when we go over there!” Yu Chen said.

The Imperial Advisor's sister...

Prayer Dance...

Could it be that someone really knows that erased history? Wu Zhao thought with some disbelief.

If everything was clearly destroyed back then, why does it still appear so clearly in the script?

Wu Zhao quickened his pace, eager to see the sacrificial altar and the Grand Preceptor's sister.

Yu Chen was too reluctant to take a step, and could only watch helplessly as Wu Zhao left him behind.

"Your Majesty, wait for me..." He lifted his skirt and tried his best to catch up with Wu Zhao's pace.

The two quickly passed through the alley and approached the sacrificial altar.

Armored guards stood watch around the tall platform, and immediately went on alert when they saw someone approaching.

"I want to ascend the sacrificial altar, make way." Wu Zhao was very conspicuous, dressed in imperial robes.

The guards quickly made way for her, and Yu Chen followed behind them onto the altar.

Sure enough, the two saw a figure dancing gracefully on the high platform.

The woman was wearing a long white dress and had a white jade tassel hairpin in her hair.

With a gentle sway of her sleeves, the phoenix feather pattern on the woman's forehead appeared and disappeared, and the thin veil on her face fluttered with her movements.

Her dance was not complicated; she moved back and forth around the altar with a peculiar rhythm.

Yu Chen couldn't understand her dance, but for some reason, the dance gave him a sense of peace.

Even the slight irritation I felt earlier because of the skirt was soothed.

“It really is… a prayer dance for the gods…” Wu Zhao stared at the woman in white on the platform, his eyes becoming somewhat unfocused.

The familiar drumbeats seemed to echo in my ears, along with the emperor's exclamations of amazement.

—The goddess is fond of dancing, which I long to see. May I have the honor of seeing her?

—Having seen the goddess, I am consumed by longing for her…

What does it matter if the world is overthrown? I simply love you!

……

What a terrible memory...

Wu Zhao felt a surge of irritation, which caused his expression to turn sour.

Yu Chen misunderstood her thoughts and asked softly, "Did you find something wrong?"

At the same time, the girl in white stopped dancing and walked over, breathing slightly rapidly.

"Your Majesty, what brings you here?" the young girl asked with a hint of surprise, her eyes revealing a touch of admiration and longing.

Staring intently at Wu Zhao, he asked, "Did I dance well just now, Your Majesty?"

"This dance is not only for the gods, but also for His Majesty. In my view, the gods are unattainable, only His Majesty is the heaven of this Eastern Xuan Kingdom!"

presumptuous!

Wu Zhao almost blurted it out.

Heaven is above, and I am not the one who disrespects it! Wu Zhao raised his eyes and glanced at the sky.

"Your Majesty?" Yu Chen asked, noticing her continued silence. "You danced quite well. What's your name?"

The girl lowered her eyes shyly: "Jiaojiao, my name is... Wu Jiaojiao. Jiaojiao as in bright moonlight."

"Your Majesty is like the sun, illuminating this Eastern Xuan Kingdom. I, Jiaojiao... wish to be Your Majesty's bright moon."

Rumble!

A sudden clap of thunder echoed across the clear sky.

A silver lightning bolt seemed to flash through the clouds.

There was a faint scent of damp earth in the air, and a sense of moisture washed over you.

Wu Zhao's gaze fell on a dark cloud that was gradually drifting in.

With a nonchalant expression: "Looks like it's going to rain..."