Marry

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She still stood there with her head lowered and her eyes focused, like a reed, respectful and modest.

At this time, a senior monk slowly stepped forward, stood in a place sheltered from the wind and rain, and chanted scriptures according to the rules.

Wen Ning felt very nervous inside, but she did not show it on her face. She just knelt down slowly on the altar, and looked down at the gold brick in front of her. The gold brick was as smooth as a mirror, and naturally very cold and hard. The monk had only chanted one-third of the scriptures when Wen Ning felt her knees begin to ache.

Very cold.

The lower half of the dress is soaked, right?

The cold air penetrated her knees from the ground, making her legs numb and her toes even colder. But in a situation like today, she had to endure it no matter how cold it was.

The scripture was very long, and the monk chanted it slowly and leisurely. There were also other sacrificial ceremonies going on at the same time, and music was playing everywhere. Wen Ning felt very uncomfortable, but the more he listened to the scripture, the more sleepy he became.

From time to time, she felt a lot of eyes falling on her, some were sympathetic, some were there to watch the fun, more were there who didn't care, and some were anxious and impatient. But there was one gaze that stood out, and she knew who it was without even looking up.

The strands of hair beside her ears were wet by the rain and stuck to her face. She straightened her body and felt Xiao Yunci's heavy gaze falling on her, making her feel more present than others.

However, the other people in the upper position were not much better. The slightest breeze would cause a shower of raindrops.

The emperor had a gloomy face, not hiding his impatience at all. He hated rain the most. Even though there was a colorful tent to block the rain, the wet vapor could still penetrate every hole. After just standing there for a while, he felt sticky all over and very uncomfortable.

He wished he could finish the divination quickly and return to the palace to rest.

Eunuch Xu had been serving the emperor for a long time. Seeing this, he asked in a neither loud nor low voice: "Your Majesty, although this sacrifice is important, Miss Wen is waiting at the altar. The light rain and wind are the most hurtful time. Your Majesty, please take care of your body. Only when your body is healthy can the world be blessed."

"Hmm..." The emperor hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly, "That's what you said."

"Father." Xiao Yunci followed the voice and said in a deep voice, "The fortune-telling sticks have been prepared by the Ministry of Rites. The auspicious time has arrived."

The emperor wanted to go in and rest for a while, but he stopped and frowned slightly, "Is the auspicious time coming so soon?"

"The road is muddy and it has delayed us." Xiao Yunci said leisurely, "Father, I think it would be better to do some divination first, and then Miss Wen can perform the sacrificial ceremony alone after the divination is finished. This will not delay the auspicious time, nor the etiquette."

"Your Highness, what you said makes sense." The Emperor narrowed his eyes and looked at the altar, then looked at the Minister of Personnel beside him, and said, "Let's do the divination first."

"Yes." Wang Weiyong, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Personnel, had already made preparations and immediately ordered people to deliver the divination sticks to the altar. Wen Ning looked at the divination stick tube, which was made of rosewood and carved with gold, and the sticks inside were also made of fine silver. She looked through it carefully, and found that each stick was the same, without any marks.