[1] Transmigrated Into a World of Villains

"Today is the ancestral worship ceremony, and all the concubines, princes, and princesses, as well as the civil and military officials, must attend."

A few of the titled ladies must also make an appearance.

For the Tiansheng Dynasty, this was a very special day.

In the middle of January, the weather was extremely cold. Concubine De dressed Ah Bao in a little cotton jacket, a small rabbit hat, and a scarf, making sure she was wrapped up warmly.

Ah Bao quickly drank her milk and stuffed a few small pastries into her pocket before following Concubine De.

At the main hall, the civil and military officials were already kneeling outside in rows. Ah Bao, on Concubine De's shoulder, could only see a sea of people from a distance.

On the way, Concubine De quietly instructed Ah Bao to follow Feng Zhuo. As one of the four Concubines, she would stand at the front during the ancestral worship, and would definitely not be able to attend to Ah Bao.

After the ceremony, Ah Bao could return to Yihe Palace with Feng Zhuo.

As for them, they would have to stay until dawn.

"Ah Bao, Daddy will carry you." The Great Tyrant's appearance to pick up Ah Bao was unexpected for Concubine De.

"Your Majesty, it might not be appropriate to bring a child to the ancestral worship." Concubine De frowned.

The Great Tyrant kissed Ah Bao on the cheek. "It's fine. Let our ancestors see my precious daughter."

[Our ancestors... oh, I see now.]

The Great Tyrant: ?

Concubine De: ?

Ah Bao understood something they did not.

Ah Bao happened to stand next to the Great Tyrant. Her presence astonished everyone. It was one thing for the Emperor to carry the little princess to court, but bringing her to the ancestral worship was quite unexpected.

Normally, the Crown Prince or the future heir would stand next to the Emperor during such ceremonies...

"Mother, is that the little princess?" Di Hongluan, kneeling on the ground, looked ahead, rolling her eyes in exasperation.

Behind them were civil and military officials, and as royal relatives, they were in the last row of the royal family.

Di Hongluan felt a bit disgruntled. Why did Di Jiaoyang get to be in the front row? It was so unreasonable.

"Mother, after the ceremony, may I wait over there for you and Father?"

Princess Han's heart skipped a beat as she recalled the instructions from the Prince Han before leaving the residence.

After the ceremony, she must have the nanny take Luan'er back to the residence to avoid further trouble.

"Luan'er, your father has instructed..."

Di Hongluan interrupted, "Mother, didn't I tell you what I wanted before we left the residence?"

Princess Han felt a bit confused.

Luan'er had said she wanted to make a great impression during the ancestral worship, to let everyone know she was a lucky star, and to be surrounded and adored by everyone.

It sounded impressive, and Princess Han was also moved. Who wouldn't want their daughter to excel?

She wanted to share in the glory too.