Li Cheng poured the remaining half a glass of wine into his mouth and planned to look for Song Zhi.
But just as he stood up, he heard the eunuch shout.
"The King has arrived."
Hearing this, everyone stood up.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
King Huyi was not in good health and had been bedridden for a long time. But today, he was wearing a dragon robe, full of energy, and his steps were steady. Without the help of a eunuch, he walked to the main seat alone.
He didn't look sick at all!
This was not strange. If the ruler of a dynasty revealed his illness in front of everyone, it would definitely cause unnecessary trouble.
For tonight's annual sacrifice, King Huyi had no choice but to endure.
No matter what, he had to endure it!
His royal countenance was overjoyed. "Today is the New Year's Eve, so there's no need to stand on ceremony."
"Thank you, your majesty."
Everyone sat down again.
Hu Yi looked around and was very satisfied. He said, "This year's annual sacrifice should have been handed over to the Ministry of Rites like in previous years. But this year, I handed it over to Na Yan. Looking at it now, it seems that he has put in a lot of effort."
Na Yan hurriedly got up and cupped his hands. "This is what I should do."
"You're too kind."
"The annual sacrifice is held once a year. I do not have enough experience and am afraid that I will overlook something. That is why I spent more time and thought about it."
"After the yearly sacrifice, I will reward you handsomely."
"Thank you, Father."
Na Yan thought, "Will he give me the position of Crown Prince?"
The hearts of the ministers present were beating fast. They were all guessing the meaning of King Huyi's words. Did he intend to make the Second Prince the crown prince?
What was more coincidental was that the Third Prince, who usually competed with the Second Prince, was not here today.
All the signs seemed to explain everything.
It seemed that the outcome had been decided!
This was not good news for Yan's party.
At this moment, it was already the end of the evening.
The eunuch stretched his neck and shouted, "The sacrificial ceremony begins."
Before the Yearly Sacrifice, the Sorcerer Deity had to perform a dance.
This was the tradition of the Huyi people!
In Huyi, the Magus was the symbol of the gods.
The annual sacrifice was a sacrifice to heaven, earth, and the ancestors of the Huyi royal family.
The dance of the Sorcerer God meant to expel evil energy and bring good luck!
This time, there were 21 Sorcerer Gods.
Each of them wore a mask and wore gorgeous yet strange clothes.
She danced barefoot.
They all had bells hanging on their bodies, and the bells were ringing.
At the same time, the sacrificial music started to play.
Everyone drank as they watched.
The sky suddenly began to snow.
Snowflakes fell one after another against the light.
Fortunately, they were sitting on the porch, sheltered from the wind and snow.
The Supreme Sorcerer Gods danced along with the snowflakes on the round platform.
It seemed to have a unique style.
Song Zhi sat on his seat. He did not drink, nor did he eat. He just sat there and watched.
When a palace maid passed by him, she accidentally spilled the wine in her hand on him.
"Milord, please forgive me. This servant didn't do it on purpose." The palace maid trembled.
The surroundings were filled with music, and Song Zhi's location was not conspicuous, so the commotion was very quiet.
It did not attract anyone's attention.
Song Zhi smiled gently. "It's alright, it's just a little."
"It's my fault."
"You don't have to blame yourself. I won't blame you either."
Coincidentally, the eunuch in charge saw it.
He walked over and asked a few questions. After learning the truth, he reprimanded the palace maid.
Song Zhi helped to put in a good word for her, and only then did the palace maid not get punished.
Who has three urgent needs?
Song Zhi frowned and embarrassedly asked where the toilet was.
The eunuch personally brought him there.
When he came out, the eunuch was nowhere to be seen.
Perhaps he was busy!
It was his first time in the palace, and he could not tell the directions.
Moreover, the buildings in the palace were basically the same.
He could only try to find his way back by listening to the music coming from the sacrificial platform.
He passed through a tunnel and was about to turn a corner.
He heard the conversation between two guards.
"Is everything arranged?"
"Yes, there are people arranged everywhere. They are only waiting for the time of the sacrificial offering."
"Remember, we have to light a big fire. Both sides have to be lit. When the time comes, take advantage of the chaos and take the King away. There must be no mistakes in the process."
"Don't worry, the person who set the fire has been arranged. The guards around the King are now our people. Even if he has wings, he won't be able to escape."
"Be careful."
"I know."
Song Zhi inadvertently overheard these words.
His pupils dilated.
Extremely shocked!
Set the fire?
Take the King hostage?
His heartbeat quickened, and the pores on his body tightened.
His heart felt like it was about to jump out of his mouth.
Just as he was about to step back, his heel hit a pillar.
"Dong."
"Who's there?"
The guard heard and immediately turned around.
Song Zhi panicked and quickly ran.
The footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer …
He was covered in cold sweat. When he passed through a narrow long path, his arm was grabbed by a force and pulled to the side, hiding behind a door.
His mouth was also forcefully covered by someone from behind.
"Wu wu …"
He struggled.
"Don't move!" Li Cheng whispered in his ear.
Hearing Li Cheng's voice, he immediately quieted down.
He stopped struggling.
Then he saw the two guards who were chasing him just now passing by.
"Where is he?"
"Are you sure there's someone?"
"I heard a voice."
"Did you hear wrongly?"
"That won't happen. Let's look ahead. We can't let anyone know."
The two of them didn't even notice them hiding behind the door and continued to chase forward.
When the guards were far away …
Li Cheng let go of Song Zhi.
Song Zhi turned around, his eyes were nervous. He immediately grabbed Li Cheng's hand and said, "I … I heard it …"
Li Cheng's face was sullen. He frowned and said, "I heard it too."
"Then … what should we do now? Should we … tell the King? Or tell the Second Prince? "Song Zhi panted.
He was very worried.
Li Cheng saw Song Zhi suddenly leave, so he followed him.
Unexpectedly, he had also heard the conversation between the two guards!
He was very shocked!
It turned out that tonight's annual sacrifice was a Hongmen Banquet.
But …
Who wanted to hurt the King?
Song Zhi saw that he was thinking, so he grabbed his hand a little harder, "Crown Prince Cheng, it's too late. We have to inform the King."
"Don't talk nonsense. I'll go find my eldest brother first."
Li Cheng pulled Song Zhi and walked quickly.
After all, Li Qiao was responsible for the safety of the King and the palace.
So Li Cheng thought of his eldest brother first.
Coincidentally, when they just came out of the narrow long path, they saw Li Qiao with a serious face standing there with a dozen guards.
It seemed …
He was waiting for them.
Li Cheng rushed over, "Brother, someone is going to hurt the King tonight."
Li Qiao said calmly, "Who told you?"
"I heard with my own ears that someone wanted to set fire to the sacrificial altar and take the King away in the chaos. Quickly take the soldiers to stop them."
Li Qiao was indifferent!
His expression was cold.
At this moment, Li Cheng felt that something was wrong.
He took a step back.
"Brother?"
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