In front of the Nine Cauldrons on the cloud steps of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, the royal family were solemn and solemn. They were wearing grand ceremonial formal attires, and the clan officials were holding sacrifices. Their eyes were a little wandering today.
By the way, is this smoke a bit strong?
The incense smoked at the Ancestral Temple is of course the best quality. The white smoke is rich in fragrance and not choking.
Finger-thick sandalwood sticks were placed in a row in a large gilded incense burner. The smoke was filling the air. The emperor held the sacrificial inscription and read it loudly through a crown made of pearls.
Just thinking about it, he felt something was wrong.
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