My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

It was only when Wu Yuemei's figure passed by Cheng Guang that she reluctantly moved her gaze away from him.

Cheng Guang felt his old heart could hardly take it anymore.

It was one thing for Wu Ling, but why Wu Yuemei as well? It wasn't as if they had never met before.

He inexplicably felt the same sense of déjà vu as when, in his previous life, a parent watched their child enter the sports field during a school athletic meet.

In the end, Cheng Guang took one last look at the King of South Ming within the crowd.

Due to the presence of the Queen of South Ming by his side, Cheng Guang recognized him at a glance.

The King of South Ming was not bad-looking – he was quite a handsome older man.

In his previous life, he certainly would have been the kind of uncle to make countless young girls swoon.

It was just a pity that he was a back-stabber.

At that moment, the Queen of South Ming maintained her dignity; she had eventually realized the issue with her silk stockings. After taking them off, although the issue could not be immediately undone, she still managed to uphold her air of icy elegance.

Noticing Cheng Guang's glance, she discreetly turned her head and gave Cheng Guang a white-eyed glance.

She found him so annoying.

Cheng Guang smiled but did not engage with the Queen of South Ming.

He was now simply a guard.

Following the Great Zhou Imperial Family, the officials all bowed their heads and followed humbly, not daring to slack in the slightest.

Their procession was majestic, led by the Guard of Honour dressed in brocade and embroidered robes, carrying long spears and halberds, their steps uniform and synchronized. Then came the Emperor's personal guards, clad in black mysterious armor, their eyes emitting a sharp glint, and an aura of terror enveloping them.

When the procession reached the Divine Palace, a magical rainbow, intertwined with celestial qi, burst from the dazzling lights above the palace, suddenly arching across the sky as if the deities between heaven and earth were bestowing their blessings on the royal ceremony.

The officials all looked up in awe, a mix of surprise and reverence in their eyes.

Emperor Zhou also halted his steps, looked up at the rainbow, took a deep breath, and then continued to move forward.

As Emperor Zhou reached the Divine Palace,

the air around was filled with a mysterious and sacred aura.

The buildings lining the road were adorned with cranes holding immortal grass, circling and dancing in the air.

The officials, not qualified to enter the Divine Palace, stopped in front of it.

They all knelt on both sides of the road.

Down the hill, numerous constables from the Bureau of the Lamp and the Imperial Guard knelt down en masse.

Cheng Guang also quietly knelt; this was not the time to stand out.

Emperor Zhou entered the middle of the Divine Palace.

His figure blurred, towering like a deity, too majestic to look upon directly.

All could only see the somewhat hazy silhouette of Emperor Zhou.

Suddenly, a majestic voice rose slowly, the qi vast and shaking the heavens.

"Vast is the heaven and earth."

"The ceremony, divine and august."

"The ancestral spirits are present."

"Bless our imperial house."

"Grant Great Zhou prosperity and the people peace and safety."

The voice of Emperor Zhou, deep and powerful, was laden with authority. His tone was steady and profound. Word by word, unhurried and rhythmic, yet it revealed sincerity.

He longed for Great Zhou to get better.
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He longed for Great Zhou to prosper.

He longed for...

The people of Great Zhou to live peacefully and securely.

He longed even more for...

The Great Zhou of the Wu family to forever flourish and prosper.

Listening from halfway up the hill, Cheng Guang could not clearly see Emperor Zhou's face, but he could foresee that Emperor Zhou must be especially earnest, praying for the ancestors to bless Great Zhou and to acknowledge him as Emperor Zhou, even though he was not the eldest legitimate son.

Since ascending the throne, Emperor Zhou's constant dedication might also be due to his anticipation of facing the ancestors in hell one day, not wanting to do so without anything to show for his reign.

While Cheng Guang was contemplating, a sense of alertness arose within him suddenly.

"Boom!!!!"

A qi column, containing a terrifying presence, erupted from above the Divine Palace.

"It's here!"

Cheng Guang's eyes slightly squinted, a hint of a smile on his lips.

"Good, good, good, it really is the Devil Emperor!"

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