Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Mrs. Tao nodded at Mrs. Zuo.
Mrs. Zuo nodded back, her smile a little forced.
It was the perfect excuse, and no one could stop her.
Master Linghu of Wandering Temple was like a god to the people of the Junwu Empire.
Fora time, Master Linghu had lived in seclusion and wasn’t known to the public.
13 years ago, the empire came under attack. At a critical juncture, he single-handedly killed the head of the Dongsang Kingdom and stopped the enemy from advancing. He became the savior and protector of the empire.
It was said that he could see everything in the past and future. It was also rumored that he was the most advanced cultivator in the Junwu Empire.
And there was more.
People believed that if they were the first precant at Wandering Temple in the new year, Master Linghu would give them an object personally blessed by him, and the person would be lucky for the whole year.
Therefore, people fought head over heels for that opportunity every year.
The Zuo family was no exception.
Mrs. Zuo had visited Wandering Temple countless times; she thought that if Zuo Qingluan could become the first precant, that would mean that she had been acknowledged by Master Linghu.
With that, she would be even more likely to marry the crown prince.
But she never succeeded.
She spent a small fortune on donations to the temple, but the abbot told her that the first precant was always chosen by Master Linghu himself. It could be anybody.
From second place onward, the sequence was decided by the amount of donations given. With what Mrs. Zuo had spent, she would have taken eighth place.
Mrs. Zuo stormed off. Eighth just wasn’t good enough.
But that place was soon filled. When Mrs. Zuo regretted her decision and went back, she was already out of the competition.
Mrs Zuo didn’t know what to say.
“The good luck of the first precant is real,” old Mrs. Gongsun said. “My grandson had back luck for years, but then, he was chosen. After that, he became very smart, and is already in the top 3 in his class!”
She was talking about Gongsu Jia, who was indeed an impressive teenager. However, it was the first time people heard of the story behind it.
“I think that position belongs to Her Majesty the empress dowager this year. Her Majesty has been talking about it for a long time.”
Because of the change in subject, the atmosphere didn’t feel so awkward anymore.
Zuo Qingluan went back to her Phoenix Yard.
She knew that people had tried to change the subject to ease the tension, but she could see the pity in their eyes.
“Tm the sacred lady! I don’t need pity!”
Zuo Qingluan gritted her teeth and hated Feng Wu even more.
Meanwhile, in Fallen Star Yard.
After taking care of Dugu Menghai, Feng Wu was ready to ask everyone to leave because it was time for her mother’s beauty sleep.
But there was a tap on the door.
Everyone was alarmed.. More unexpected guests?
