Transmigrating to a Female-Dominated World: Handsome Men Keep Chasing After Me

Chapter 118

Nalan Jingwen walked along the road among the people. In the central square of the capital, a huge altar was erected, dozens of meters high, with long steps. Hundreds and thousands of people surrounded it, and tens of thousands of devout people were below the steps.

The envoys from Qi Lin and Su Shui were both arranged at the best viewing spots, while Nalan Fengxing sat at the highest point.

When the people saw Nalan Jingwen, their eyes showed surprise, dissatisfaction, and doubt, but on this solemn day, they all turned into piety.

Amidst the kneeling worship of the crowd, she ascended the steps slowly and solemnly. Nalan Fengxing stood up, waiting for her to step forward.

Under the devout and solemn gazes of the crowd, she gradually ascended to the highest point, overlooking the dazzling prosperity of the capital. The incense burner behind her emitted wisps of smoke, highlighting her graceful figure, noble and elegant. It was as if, at this moment, she was the one in the highest position, the most sacred person.

Feeling a burning gaze, she looked over gently and saw Xue Qingheng's cold and indifferent eyes staring at her. His fair and translucent face was serene and aloof, and his white robes made him look like a fairy descending to earth. His sleeves swayed slightly in the wind.

Nalan Jingwen looked away and stopped looking at him. Although she didn't know why Xue Qingheng always looked at her with that kind of gaze, she wasn't very curious and simply ignored him.

Below the stage were the faces of ministers and commoners, each face so clear. Pei Yunche stood out in the crowd, dressed in a light blue flowing cloud brocade robe. He looked up at her, revealing a clean and bright smile. The young man was full of vigor, his love was passionate and open, unafraid of all gossip and stares, his heart and eyes were filled with her.

Nalan Jingwen's lips curled into a tiny smile as he scanned everyone's faces once more, but he didn't see Nalan Ge.

She glanced at Nalan Fengxing beside her and read in his eyes that it was indeed the case.

Nalan Fengxing looked at General Pei, who nodded slightly. Nalan Jing knew immediately that everything had been arranged.

Let her see who's behind Nalan Ge.

After washing his hands with clean water, he took the sacrificial text from the officiant and opened it. His calm tone carried far and wide.

"Heaven blesses all living beings. For a hundred years, the Phoenix Heaven has been blessed with boundless grace. With the gods above, we, the people, offer our sacrifices. Nalan Jingwen of the Phoenix Heaven, along with his divine sons and ministers, entrusted by the people, offer this sacrifice to Heaven and repay the gods..."

All the officials knelt down in worship, including Nalan Fengxing, to show their respect for the gods.

"By imperial decree and carrying the wishes of the people, we offer this humble sacrifice with three kinds of sacrificial animals, sincerely praying for divine protection and blessings, wishing for the prosperity of the Fengtian Kingdom, the well-being of its people, and favorable weather..."

Nalan Jingwen spoke in a calm, devout, and solemn tone, but his gaze swept over the crowd below, where some were already making moves.

"May my Fengtian forever receive the grace of the gods, and with this sincere heart, I offer it to the gods of heaven and earth."

After she finished reading, she approached the furnace and threw the sacrificial text inside. It was swept up by the flames and quickly burned to ashes, with wisps of blue smoke rising from it.

The crowd knelt in worship, shouting praises to the gods, their devout voices filling the air. Then, the sound of ceremonial music resounded, and songs and dances were performed in unison.

Nalan Jingwen stood on the high platform, coldly watching the rats wriggling and exchanging glances.

Immediately, a loud bang erupted from the crowd, and a large number of soldiers rushed out from all sides, each wielding a sharp weapon, and swarmed forward. The people were shocked and cried out in alarm. In an instant, the scene was chaotic, and the crowd was in a panic, pushing and shoving each other.

Meanwhile, the soldiers on the platform raised their spears and suddenly aimed them at Nalan Jingwen and his companion.

The music, dance, and ceremonial music stopped abruptly.

"Don't move!!"

Seeing the sudden incident, the officials realized that the soldiers were not dressed as part of the Fengtian army and knew what had happened. They quickly calmed down from their initial panic.

Upon seeing this, Pei Yunche instinctively wanted to rush towards Nalan Jingwen, but was stopped by Pei Yundai who was standing to the side.

"Sister, let me go! I need to save her! She's in danger!!"

Pei Yundai's face was somber. He glanced at the two calm people on the stage, then looked at his mother, who still appeared calm and collected. He probably understood what was going on.

"What are you going up there for? The princess's martial arts skills are so high, it's not easy for her to get into trouble. You'll only make things worse if you go up there."

Out of fear, Pei Yunche's tears streamed down his cheeks. He knew how skilled Nalan Jingwen was in martial arts, even more so than his sister, but he was still worried and dared not gamble.

Fearing that he might cause trouble for Nalan Jingwen, he finally stopped in his tracks, but still couldn't help looking at the woman on the high platform.

When Cheng He saw so many soldiers suddenly rush out, he wanted to rush up to protect Nalan Jingwen, but Nalan Jingwen froze him in place with a look.

Nalan Jingwen and Nalan Fengxing exchanged a glance, then looked at the person who was slowly walking out.

Nalan Ge.

She walked over, surrounded by people, her expression haughty, as if victory was already in her grasp, and slowly walked towards the high platform.

She stood on the high platform, and behind her was Duan Yu, who took out a stool from somewhere and wanted Nalan Ge to sit down.

Nalan Ge glanced at it with disdain, kicked the stool off the platform, and then sat down in Nalan Fengxing's seat.

At this solemn and sacred time of the festival, she dared to sit down; this was disrespectful to the gods.

Nalan Fengxing shouted sternly, "Nalan Ge! What are you doing?!"

Nalan Ge merely glanced at her, his eyes filled with disdain, and sat languidly in his chair.

"What am I doing? Isn't it obvious? I'm rebelling!"

As she spoke, she actually burst out laughing.

The audience erupted in uproar. Although they knew the gist of the matter, they were still angered by her arrogant attitude.

"Insolence! Do you know that this is a capital offense punishable by death?!"

Nalan Fengxing seemed to be angry, his chest heaving.

Nalan Ge still smiled and looked at her, saying, "You know? How could I not know? But what can we do? You probably can't cut off my head now, can you? You can decide to cut off your own head instead."

"you!!"

Nalan Fengxing pointed at Nalan Ge with trembling fingers, and the latter's face instantly darkened. Seeing this, Duan Yu stepped forward.

"How dare you! Who gave you permission to point your finger at your master!"

As she spoke, she raised her hand high, ready to bring it down.

"His Majesty!!"

Granny Chen tried to step forward in a panic, but was restrained by the soldiers behind her.

Nalan Fengxing subconsciously closed her eyes, but the expected slap did not fall. She slowly opened her eyes and saw a pale white hand blocking her way, firmly grasping Duan Yu's hand.

Nalan Jingwen raised an eyebrow. "What, you want to hit my elder sister in front of me? Who gave you the audacity?!"

Her voice suddenly rose, and she flipped Duan Yu's hand over, the sound of bones breaking accompanied by screams echoing through the sky.

Upon seeing this, Nalan Ge suddenly stood up.

"Nalan Jingwen!!"

Nalan Jingwen threw Duan Yu away, and she fell to the ground in a disheveled state, her face contorted.