She couldn't help but be a little moved.

What a privilege it is to have so many people look forward to it!

"You now know why so many people rush to become saints!"

Su Yiyuan immediately suppressed her emotions, glanced at Qin Sitong next to her, and when she turned her eyes to look at the opposite side, she found that Li Moxing, Bai Yuexiu and others were also here, and they were sitting on the opposite tower with the emperor.

She retracted her thoughts, and under the leadership of the Ministry of Rites, she walked towards the center of the stage.

The official in charge of presiding over the sacrifice read a long sacrificial text, and after the end of the ceremony, all the people under the city tower knelt down and bowed to the sky.

Su Yiyuan looked at the city's citizens crawling at his feet, and suddenly had a state of mind that he had never felt before.

No wonder so many people in history want to be emperors, it turns out that it feels like this to be admired by all the people.

But when her eyes fell on Qin Yuetian and the Yin Yang Pavilion group, she immediately reacted again.

It is said that Jun Wuyuan went to retreat again, and the emperor was also extremely annoyed by the escape of the Netherworld, and punished all the officials of the Yin Yang Pavilion, and Qin Yuetian must have been among them.

I haven't seen him for a while, and his spirit seems to have deteriorated a lot, and he seems to be getting older.

But looking at Qin Sitong next to her, seeing her father like this, she didn't seem to have any expression, just looked forward indifferently.

"Sacrificial dance."

With a long announcement from the officials of the Ministry of Rites, the previous ceremony finally ended, and the people who knelt down got up and looked up at Su Yiyuan again.

But Su Yiyuan didn't have time to pay attention to them anymore, she couldn't make a mistake from the beginning of the festival, she had to maintain a high level of mental concentration.

As the music sounded, Su Yiyuan and the eight attendants skillfully stood up on the stage.

There are no particularly difficult movements in this dance, but it is also very ugly to dance badly, especially some movements that require strength support, if the technique is not at home or if the kung fu is not enough, it is really easy to make mistakes.

From the very beginning, the dance attracted everyone's attention, and all men, women, and young looked at them with reverent eyes.

Su Yiyuan danced intently, not daring to live up to the trust of these people in her.

When she jumped to the middle of the point, she suddenly felt someone push her from behind.

The stage on the castle tower is very small, and there is no guardrail around it, so once a person falls, he will definitely fall off the castle tower.

Su Yiyuan tilted his body, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on the back of his neck.

Even if she didn't look at it, she knew who the person who pushed her might be, but in this situation, even if something went wrong, it was her fault, and it was impossible to stop the sacrificial dance to deal with it.

Seeing that she was silent, she straightened up and continued to dance, and Qin Sitong, who was lined up behind her, showed a sneer.

It was indeed she who pushed Su Yiyuan just now, and she didn't show mercy to her subordinates.

If Su Yiyuan really fell to her death, it would be her own skills that were not as good as others, damn it! If she hadn't fallen, it could only be said that she had used too little force.

After that, Su Yiyuan has been very careful and tried to avoid getting too close to anyone.

But the stage is so big, and the position has to be constantly changed during the dance, and soon it will be Qin Sitong's turn next to her.

Su Yiyuan didn't dare to be careless, she was always vigilant, and she kept paying attention to her movements from the corner of her eye.

Sure enough, Qin Sitong, who found an opportunity, quickly made a move, and she took advantage of Su Yiyuan's turn to stretch out her foot and trip her.

Fortunately, Su Yiyuan noticed it and avoided her feet with dance steps.

But what she didn't expect was that Murong Zhen, who was following Qin Sitong, also kicked this time, Su Yiyuan avoided the first time, and it was too late to avoid the second time, so he had to take off in the air with dance steps, and flew up with a shawl.

After the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the summer festival has been held many times, although the people who dance the festival dance are different each time, but the dance movements are the same, and there has never been such a posture.

Just as everyone was looking at the stage in surprise, a little girl suddenly pointed at Su Yiyuan and said excitedly, "Wow, holy woman

The mother flies! Is she a fairy from below?"

As soon as these words came out, the people who had originally looked up immediately knelt on the ground and bowed to Su Yiyuan.

Su Yiyuan was in a hurry, and used the dancing skills accumulated in the two lives to change his body in a graceful posture in the air, and finally fell to the ground in a flowing manner.

Although these movements are not part of the festival, the grace of these movements is breathtaking.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites who watched the dance were so excited that the corners of their mouths and beards trembled.

"This dance should only be in the sky! The Holy Maiden is really a fairy descending to earth, let us feast our eyes."

Not only him, but even the royal family members in the upper echelons showed amazing expressions, thinking that Su Yiyuan jumped well.

Murong Jie, who was sitting at the same table with the princes, couldn't help but pat his fan and praised: "This holy lady dances smartly and moves beautifully, which is simply pleasing to the eye."

Li Moxing, who was sitting in the position, sweated for Su Yiyuan, for fear that she would have an accident.

He could see the small actions of Qin Sitong and Murong Zhen just now, but because of the distance, he could neither stand up for Su Yiyuan, nor could he remind him, he was only ready at all times, and once Su Yiyuan had an accident, he would fly up to save her.

Fortunately, Su Yiyuan solved them one by one with his own strength, and also gave new tricks to the sacrificial dances that have been the same for decades.

Seeing that the result of the matter had become like this, Qin Sitong couldn't help but glare at Su Yiyuan fiercely.

Su Yiyuan secretly patted her chest, curled the corners of her mouth to show a smile, and returned to her original position as if nothing happened.

After a while, after the dance, Su Yiyuan walked down the city tower with eight attendants and returned to the carriage to rest.

Zi Su and Bi Yun rode with her, and as soon as they got into the car, Bi Yun asked suspiciously, "Sister Su, why did you fly up from the city tower just now, there doesn't seem to be this action in the sacrificial dance!"

Zi Su roughly guessed the reason, and said in a deep voice, "Is it Qin Sitong?"

Su Yiyuan glanced at her approvingly and nodded.

"She and Murong Zhen both have small moves, I avoided one of them, but I didn't expect them to be so bold."

Shisu's eyes became a little cold, and he said seriously: "As the saying goes, it's easy to dodge a clear gun and it's hard to defend against a dark arrow, if they keep doing this in the future, do we still have to sit still?"

Su Yiyuan thought for a moment, squinted his eyes and shook his head: "No, this matter will have a result soon."

She has never been a compromised person, if Qin Sitong thought that she would tolerate it, it would be a big mistake.

At noon is the grandest celebration banquet of the summer festival, and the civil and military officials will accompany the emperor to dine in the palace, and Su Yiyuan was arranged in the position closest to the imperial family, and happened to sit opposite Li Moxing.

They hadn't communicated for a long time, and even a simple glance at each other could make people feel the flow of affection between them.