A horse-drawn carriage sped past on the street filled with people kneeling.
Si Xi opened the curtain and saw the situation outside. His heart was pounding and he asked anxiously, "Master, what do you think the emperor wants to do?"
Ethan Fang shook his head. He didn’t know what Xiao Zhan meant. He only knew that the sacrifice to heaven, which was supposed to be held after the coronation, had been delayed until now.
On the light screen, the ministers knelt down one after another, and from time to time someone looked up at the altar.
The man on the altar was intimidating without even getting angry. He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing ahead with an unfathomable expression.
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