The seating areas for the various sects are located very close to the Golden Dragon Palace.
The few who could pass through this place, whether they were royalty, scoundrels, or Square figures in the martial arts world, would all pay their respects.
The person receiving their greetings was an old woman with silver hair. The robe she wore was clearly not of this world's style, and her eyes shone with a faint gold. Her aura seemed otherworldly.
Achoo!
Tian Miao, who was next to her, sneezed and scratched her chin in confusion.
Someone's been talking about you.
The old woman didn't react for a long time.
"Who would care about my disciple? Li Mo? We've already granted his wish, he doesn't need to, does he?"
Tian Miao looked into the distance and saw Empress Chuge, who had just passed through the Meridian Gate.
She asked, somewhat puzzled:
"Master, why did you place the Empress second this time?"
"Then which one do you think is better?" the old woman countered.
"It is indeed Miss Bing'er ... but Your Highness is of noble birth after all." Tian Miao was still puzzled.
"No."
Granny Yantian stroked her cane, squinted, and softened her voice:
"Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, none can surpass it in terms of nobility."
"Um?"
Tian Miao was taken aback.
Who is this "right" that is unmatched?
The master didn't explain, but there was actually another way to verify it.
Recently, she has made a breakthrough in her divination skills and can see more of the future, so...
She could look at both Bing'er and the Empress, and see who made her vomit more blood; that was the one her master was referring to...
However, after thinking it over, she ultimately decided not to act out of curiosity. Looking around aimlessly in the Imperial Capital might lead to unpredictable consequences.
Just as the crowd erupted in a cacophony of noise and whispers, the Bronze Chariot slowly moved forward a little, Li Mo climbed out first and jumped off.
As everyone knows, Li Mo is not a beauty of every kind.
But he couldn't possibly be the only one in his car.
Countless eyes were drawn to the Bronze Chariot, eager to see what the woman who could surpass the Empress of the Great Yu looked like today.
A delicate hand gently moved the carriage curtain aside, and the woman inside stood up to face the sunlight. Amidst the gentle swaying of the crimson moonlight, her dress, unique in the world, reflected the breathtaking beauty of her face. Yet, it could not overshadow her; it merely served as a backdrop to her elegant and refined appearance.
Moreover, her air of nobility was natural and unrelated to her social status.
When the Tyndall effect occurs, light takes on shape.
When she stood there, beauty became tangible.
Especially when she took Li Mo's hand, her ethereal beauty gained an extra touch of lively charm.
Jingle--
The wind chimes on the eaves of the carriage rang with a particularly clear and crisp sound.
Splash...
A celestial maiden, seemingly appearing from nowhere, scattered flowers, transforming into a rain of blossoms that fell from the sky, drifting down like a thousand piles of snow swept up by the west wind.
That's right!
"Since we're already here..."
Li Mo murmured, clutching the Mirage Divine Pearl.
So what if the Empress has a grand entourage?
We can add special effects!
Ying Bing glanced at him, finding it both amusing and somewhat helpless.
Let him be...
Everyone was speechless for a moment, feeling that seeing the scene before them made their lives worthwhile.
"My lady, to be honest, this one is much prettier than you. Even if you rip my ears off, I'd rather die than submit!"
Why does it feel like her appearance has changed in some way, but it's different from before?
Will she perform today? I still vividly remember the sword dance at the Weapon Forging Conference.
"Obviously not."
"Why?"
"Young Hero Li is the sponsor of the Hundred Flowers Festival! Look at him, he's practically baring his teeth, and he still wants Cold Fairy to perform for others?"
"Holy crap, so that's why he inexplicably spent so much money! So that's the reason!"
At this time.
Empress Chu Ge, already surrounded by palace servants, passed through the Meridian Gate, but suddenly stopped, paused, and looked back intently.
Her eyes were complex, containing longing and jealousy, impossible to describe in a single sentence.
"What a nice view..."
Even the palace maid supporting her was mesmerized, unable to look away.
The palace maid suddenly shuddered, noticing the Empress's gaze upon her, and lowered her head in a chill.
"This servant deserves to die."
"Everyone has a love for beauty, and I am not the type to be jealous."
Queen Chu gently patted the back of her hand:
"Go to the ancestral Ancestral Hall and invite my second great-uncle here."
"Yes."
Upon hearing this, an inconspicuous young woman glanced at her outside the Meridian Gate and at him holding her hand, then turned and went to a corner.
Entrance to the grand event.
The Hundred Flowers Festival can be seen throughout the Capital, but most people can only watch it via the "Map of Mountains and Rivers). Those who line up here to attend the event are all people of extraordinary status.
Among them were many Imperial Academy from prominent families who studied at the Imperial Academy.
Some people were so excited that they were inspired to write poems on the spot to express their feelings.
"Cold Fairy... you truly possess a beautiful, ethereal beauty..."
Song Qian stood there for a long time, then suddenly shouted, "I also want to compose a poem!"
"Don't do this, Song Qian, please don't do this."
"Poetry? You dare to show off your clichéd and trite verses?"
"Quickly break his pen! Don't let this man bring shame to our Imperial Academy!"
His classmates, who knew he was quite learned, quickly stopped him.
One of the classmates looked curiously at the servants around Song Qian and asked in confusion:
"Song Qian, when did you change all your attendants?"
Upon hearing this, Lu, the head of the Greenwood Society, and the servants and attendants beside Song Qian tensed up slightly.
That's right, those following Song Qian, and the disguised deer, are all members of the Demon Summoning Cult.
Confucianism, Daoism, and martial arts are quite strange; they are called martial arts but they don't seem like martial arts. Perhaps there is a way to expose their true identities.
"The rain girl has no melons."
Song Qian snorted coldly, quite displeased with the other's action of snatching his pen.
At this moment, someone whispered something in the questioning scholar's ear, and the latter's face changed drastically. He subconsciously covered his buttocks and quickly moved away from Song Qian as if avoiding a plague.
Song Qian: "?"
He felt the other person had said something very impolite.
"Young master, let's go inside first."
The Blood Refinement Hall, who had transformed into a deer, remained calm and composed.
"You guys go ahead, I'll wait here for a bit."
Song Qian stood there, unwilling to give up, craning his neck to look ahead.
"Alright, then we'll take our leave first."
Having no other choice, Master Lu had to hand the gold ingot to the purple-robed eunuch at the door.
"Last time, my father and Li Mo were on friendly terms, it must have been for official business. Now that the Hundred Flowers Festival is a done deal, hmph..."
Song Qian thought to himself.
In officialdom, it's common to beg and plead when you need something, and then kick someone aside when you're no longer useful.
He's not afraid now...
"Oh, Lord Song."
Just then, Song Baiyue poked his head out from the carriage behind him and, with someone's help, came to the entrance.
Old Song was completely disoriented, and the scene was so noisy that he genuinely didn't see his unfortunate son.
"Li Jianhao, Cold Fairy"
The purple-robed eunuch first greeted Li Mo and the other man, then looked at Lord Song and said in a high-pitched voice:
"Oh, Lord Song, His Majesty was waiting for you to report on your duties yesterday, and he has urged me to come find you three times already. Have you perhaps forgotten about His Majesty?"
"Your Majesty is magnanimous and doesn't mind, but I cannot see that Your Majesty is unwell, and I must have a serious talk with you."
Lord Song immediately saw that the other party was picking on him, demanding bribes and favors.
But he really did forget about the performance review last night...
Song Baiyue: "Please invite the eunuch to Wind and Moon Cottage later, then we can talk things over..."
Li Mo: "..."
Old Song is still drunk. Although Wind and Moon Cottage is now running a legitimate business, many people don't see it that way.
Isn't this like sending eunuchs to brothels?
As expected, the purple-robed eunuch was unmoved, and his expression turned quite ugly.
"Lord Song, what exactly did you do last night?"
"I..."
Song Baiyue realized he had said the wrong thing, but he couldn't explain himself, since he really hadn't done anything worthwhile.
She could only look at Li Mo.
"Uncle Li, Aunt... Auntie, please put in a good word for me."
"..."
Li Mo truly hadn't expected this.
Old Song really knows how to say it so casually. No wonder he rose through the ranks so quickly; his shamelessness is practically on par with Mystic Weapon.
"???"
Young Master Song was struck dumb.
Damn, his seniority has dropped again?