Good Brother, Take Me to the Sacrificial Ceremony

Sometimes, Gu Bailu thought that even if Feng Qingtian cared more about the baby than her, she wouldn't blame him if he abandoned her.

In the blink of an eye, it was the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, and the day that sacrifices were offered to the gods.

The imperial palace of Rising Clouds Empire was bustling this year, and it was also the day of the royal ceremony. The palace was already busy before dawn.

Initially, the emperor would take all the officials to offer sacrifices.

However, there were at least a dozen guests in the palace that couldn't be offended.

Therefore, he had no choice but to invite them along.

In ancient times, no woman could participate in this ceremony.

Gu Bailu didn't care about that. She had been a god before, and she was pregnant with a ruler; rather than worshipping, she should receive worship.