Father, who is both a heir and a descendant, is still biased; the bound system has gone berserk.

"So good-looking, she really is destined to be a drought demon!"

The eyes of the crowd fell on Ying Yufu and the Crown Prince, some with amazement, but more with fear.

The common people already believed in supernatural phenomena, and coupled with the prestige of the Chrysanthemum Temple in the area, they became even more convinced of Yuan Liangyi's words.

They looked at Ying Yufu and the Crown Prince; these two were destined to be drought demons.

Is the drought in Yuzhou caused by them?

Not far from them, Mu Qing and Mu Shan, the two bandit leaders, looked shocked.

Isn't that their head of the family?

And the Crown Prince.

Similarly, both the feint to the east and the attack to the west looked like they'd been struck by lightning.

Ji west said, "Is this why Yuan Liangyi is trying so hard to keep us in the Yuan residence today?"

Sheng Dong's expression turned slightly cold. "Tell the brothers to be prepared. If His Highness the Crown Prince is truly in danger... then let's draw blood."

They do not recommend that blood be shed here today.

Weren't we supposed to offer sacrifices to the river god?

Then let's offer a proper sacrifice.

"Alright." A cold killing intent flashed in Ji west's eyes as he turned and left.

Yuan Liangyi and Chrysanthemum Immortal stood on the altar, looking down at the indignant people below, their eyes filled with smug smiles.

"The people are ignorant; whatever the former prefect and the Chrysanthemum Immortal say is the most useful knife."

Su Jinyu stood with his hands behind his back, a smile playing on his lips.

Mingluan also laughed and said, "These ignorant people are still useful."

Rong Qing glanced at her, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

He said, "Mingluan, what you say makes sense."

Mingluan immediately looked smug. She sneered at Ying Yufu on the altar, thinking that she must be terrified right now.

But what's the use of being afraid?

Rong Qing glanced at Ming Luan silently. In front of him and Su Jinyu, she called her people fools. Didn't she, the dignified princess of Beixuan, feel that this was inappropriate?

Mingluan naturally didn't find anything wrong with it; she even went so far as to become a goddess.

The people looked at her in astonishment.

Yuan Liangyi's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly. What was Princess Mingluan up to?

The Chrysanthemum Fairy also looked over.

Mingluan, completely oblivious to the strange expressions on their faces, proudly declared, "I am the daughter of the Empress, the legitimate princess of Beixuan!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the crowd erupted in cheers.

Mingluan reveled in the spotlight, a haughty smile playing on her lips.

"Today, on behalf of the Northern Xuan royal family, I, the princess, will personally witness these two monstrous beings destined to be drought demons sacrifice themselves to the river god."

"Rest assured, everyone, as long as we offer sacrifices to them, Yuzhou will surely enjoy favorable weather and abundant harvests."

"good!"

"Long live the princess!"

"We are incredibly fortunate to have met Her Highness the Princess!"

The people below were so moved that tears streamed down their faces.

Mingluan was extremely pleased with herself.

Having enjoyed the feeling of being admired by all, she turned and went to Ying Yufu and the Crown Prince.

Both Ying Yufu and the Crown Prince had red cloth stuffed into their mouths, making it impossible for them to speak.

However, their eyes remained calm.

The two of them stared at Mingluan as if she were already dead.

When Mingluan met their gazes, a surge of anger rose within her.

She lowered her voice, speaking in a tone only the three of them could hear:

"Crown Prince, please don't blame me. It's your fault for always protecting Ying Yufu, an outsider. I'm your imperial sister!"

Her eyes seemed to be filled with poison.

"From childhood to adulthood, I have tried so hard to please you, but you have always ignored me. Crown Prince, you have truly disappointed me."

She originally wanted to be a little princess loved by everyone, but unfortunately the crown prince didn't appreciate it.

The crown prince looked at her with disgust.

Mingluan seemed to be provoked by such a look, she sneered and looked at Ying Yufu.

As if she had already foreseen that the two of them were doomed, she said directly, "And you, Ying Yufu, why don't you obediently become a stepping stone for my second brother and contribute the wealth behind you?"

"You insisted on going against my second brother and mother, and now look what's happened! You'll be the river god's bride!"

Ying Yufu looked at her with disdain.

For a princess to do this is beneath her dignity.

Does someone like that deserve to be a princess?

Mingluan saw the look in her eyes and a hint of disdain flashed in them.

"You dare glare at me? This princess won't stoop to the level of a dying man like you." Mingluan sneered.

Yuan Liangyi said, "Princess Mingluan, the auspicious time is approaching. You should go downstairs to watch, so as not to frighten you."

As he said this, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Princess Mingluan is incredibly foolish to reveal her identity at this time.

When His Majesty discovers that the Crown Prince has been sacrificed and Princess Mingluan was present, how could His Majesty not suspect her?

So stupid!

Mingluan frowned unhappily. She hadn't seen any fear in Ying Yufu's eyes and was somewhat reluctant to go down.

However, upon seeing the canal bank, several Taoist priests from the Chrysanthemum Temple had already prepared bamboo rafts, and the next step was to send these young boys and girls onto the rafts.

Those bamboo rafts were tied with red silk, which was not very secure. They would fall apart when they were almost in the middle of the river.

The people on the bamboo raft would naturally sink into the river.

That's brilliant!

"Lord Yuan, how could I, a princess, be afraid of such a scene? You underestimate me!"

She wouldn't go down.

She wanted to watch from up there.

Yuan Liangyi was speechless for a moment, then simply stopped talking. He glanced at the bamboo raft and asked the Chrysanthemum Immortal:

"Master, is the time almost up?"

The Chrysanthemum Fairy had an ethereal and detached expression on her face.

He said, "The river god worship ceremony...begins!"

As he finished speaking, twenty boys and girls, including Ying Yufu and the Crown Prince, were led onto the bamboo raft.

Yuan Liangyi walked to the Crown Prince's side and said softly with a smile, "Your Highness, being able to offer sacrifices for Bei Xuan will surely earn you a place in history. This old minister congratulates you."

Having said that, he stepped aside with a smile and watched as the Crown Prince and Ying Yufu were escorted onto the bamboo raft.

Twenty people boarded the bamboo raft.

The Chrysanthemum Fairy began to dance on the altar.

Several Taoist priests from the Chrysanthemum Hall prepared to push the bamboo raft into the canal.

Among the crowd, Hu Dajia and the middle-aged man stared at the twenty figures on the bamboo raft with bloodshot eyes.

Their daughter, Xiuzhu, was among them.

Meanwhile, some people were also staring at the bamboo raft with tears streaming down their faces.

The Chrysanthemum Fairy wore a mysterious smile.

Today he offered sacrifices to the River God for the Crown Prince and Crown Princess of Beixuan; tomorrow, he will be a meritorious official of the Chrysanthemum Hall.

Princess Mingluan wore a broad smile.

Su Jinyu chuckled: "Brother Rong, do you think Emperor Cangxuan will go mad after the death of the Crown Prince of Beixuan?"

Rong Qing shook his head and said, "I don't know what will happen to Emperor Cangxuan, but I do know that the iron cavalry of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion will definitely crush Dongchen."

Su Jinyu's expression changed instantly.

Rong Qing looked at him meaningfully, "This wicked plan to sacrifice the river god, you and Mingluan came up with it together, didn't you?"

In the crowd, Mu Qing and Mu Shan exchanged a glance, their faces grim. Mu Qing said, "Notify the brothers, prepare to rescue them!"

At the same time, a group of imperial guards from the Eastern Palace were also approaching menacingly.

At that moment, the restraints on the twenty people who were originally tied up suddenly came loose.

The eighteen people ripped off their veils, tore the red cloth from their mouths, and rushed toward the altar with bloodshot eyes and wounded faces.

"Chrysanthemum Immortal? You demon, we'll kill you—"