Everyone arrived, the two rows of drums erected under the Great Hall were beaten up by the honor guards, the drumming resounded through the sky, and the proclamation made the announcement in the loud drum sound to read out the beginning of the flower dynasty festival ceremony, and then Xia Shenxuan behind the harem women and the Wenchen military generals who stretched hundreds of meters below the front of the palace all bowed down to Xia Shenxuan.

"Monarch Saint Ann, Zephi Earth, bless all the people!" In the midst of the beating of drums, everyone worships devoutly.

After kneeling, the monarch and the girls of the palace behind him took their seats, and then it was time for the tedious, lengthy and meticulous reading of the congratulations of the grand ceremony.

The whole process made it difficult for Zhiyunxi not to get distracted, thinking that when she was the princess of Tianzhiguo, where did she need to abide by these red tapes, at this time, she ran to enjoy the flowers and play, and tinkered with all kinds of flowers and plants that made her ointment. But now it's different from the past, and she can only be one of the harem concubines who stood behind her father and queen mother with a solemn face that she used to think was very boring, and she is also the one who has no name.

Zhi Yunxi secretly swept her gaze to the left, she searched back and forth for a long time, but she didn't see Xia Shenfeng, and she couldn't help but be curious, could it be that such an important ceremony was just like her, so she didn't come to participate?

Thinking that Xia Shenfeng was not bound by red tape, she was envious, and she missed the old years more and more. Zhi Yunxi subconsciously rubbed the ancient jade bracelet on her wrist, knowing that the world was impermanent, but she didn't know who to hate.

At the end of the congratulatory speech, it was time to sacrifice to the god of flowers, praying that God would give Xia Heng a prosperous country, a prosperous country, a rich and prosperous people, and the end of the sacrifice to the god of flowers.

Pots of exotic flowers filled the road to the Imperial Garden, and the entire palace was filled with a fragrant spring light. The most noble treasures will be enshrined on the central altar of the Imperial Garden, like the pearl of the world, and the palace will shine like a pearl.

Zhi Yunxi was bored and looked at the treasures offered from all over the place, because of the distance and abuse, so she couldn't see clearly, she could only listen to the proclamation to read out the introduction of the offerings in an orderly manner, pay attention to what she needed, she was already tinkering with what ointment to do in her mind.

Just taking one or two of its branches and leaves is not considered stealing the treasures in the palace, right? After all, even if she doesn't take it, those strange flowers will wither and regenerate.

She thought so, but for the sake of safety, she still decided to ask Xia Shenxuan to avoid accidentally incurring death for herself.

Jin Yao sat next to Zhi Yunxi, and she couldn't stay anymore, so she asked her a little for help, "Sister, when do you think we can go to the Imperial Garden with Wang to enjoy the flowers?" ”

Her eyes fell on Jinyao's pear vortex, to be honest, she still likes pear vortex, and when she was a child, she nodded two points on her cheeks because she envied the people of pear vortex, but after all, it was not the same thing, it would only make herself look stupid.

She smiled lightly and said calmly, "I don't know the specifics, it is estimated that after the dedication, it will be a Keju competition, and the Keju competition will be over to the palace banquet, and the flower viewing will be after noon." ”

"Sister, can you still be so calm and not complain at all that this is too long and cumbersome?" Jin Yao admired.

Zhi Yunxi smiled and didn't say anything more. What can she say? Can complaining change the status quo? Not only can't, but maybe they will be charged with some kind of disrespect.