All nine empresses betrayed me, why am I crying after being reborn as a saint?

Cheng Xiaowan thought of Chen Yuan.

No wonder Chen Yuan told her in his previous life not to look for her biological parents.

She thought that Chen Yuan didn't want to be without a maid to wash his clothes and cook for him, so he didn't let her go back to the Daqian Palace to find her biological parents.

She still silently thought in her heart that Chen Yuan was a narrow-minded person.

But I didn't expect that I would find my dearest relatives again in this life.

She is a princess, but the shortest-lived princess.

My own father, the emperor, and my mother wanted to use me to offer sacrifices to their ancestors.

Not far away, Chen Yuan, who was squatting silently on a tree, watched Cheng Xiaowan, who was placed on a stretcher like a furnace to be used for ancestor worship, and his eyelids moved slightly.

Chen Yuan looked at the beads of sweat that silently remained on her hands, knowing that she was still pretending to be unconscious and was silently using the "Xuan Tian Holy Scroll" technique that he had tailored for her to force out the poison.

It is conceivable that Cheng Xiaowan should have heard what the emperor, the empress, and the prince said.

Chen Yuan sighed.

"Alas, I have clearly reminded her of this a long time ago, but she still doesn't believe it. Now that it has come to this, I wonder if she really believes in the so-called family relationship."

A group of people have arrived at the royal ancestral hall in a mighty procession.

The Daqian ancestor was dressed in a white robe, with white hair and a long beard.

"I've met my ancestors!"

Everyone saluted.

The old ancestor of Daqian looked carefully at Cheng Xiaowan, who was lying unconscious on the stretcher, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Yes, you brought the pure Xuanbing Body bloodline."

"Our Daqian dragon veins have been infused with the blood of the Xuanbing body, and now they can be maintained. I believe that it will be passed down to your lineage, the crown prince, and you can inherit the throne again."

"Yes!"

"Grandfather, can the prince and I see the ancestor worship ceremony with our own eyes?"

The Emperor said eagerly.

The old ancestor thought about it for a moment.

Once the Great Qian Dragon Vein is formed, he can absorb the rich spiritual power formed by the Great Qian Dragon Vein and live another hundred years. Compared with ordinary mortals, this is already immortality.

He had to give some benefits to the Emperor and the Crown Prince of Daqian. After all, the sacrifice to the dragon veins of Daqian that he would need in a hundred years would still require the efforts of the descendants of Daqian.

"Yes!"

The emperor and the prince were overjoyed and immediately kowtowed and expressed their gratitude.

"Thank you, ancestor. Thank you, ancestor!"

Chen Yuan, who followed and sneaked in, heard the ancestor of the Daqian Palace say this.

He was hiding in a hidden place, unable to help laughing.

Daqian Dragon Vein?

In the past half month, I have almost absorbed all of Daqian's dragon veins.

Even if Cheng Xiaowan sacrificed her Xuanbing Body this time, there shouldn't be much rich spiritual power.

It is simply wishful thinking for the ancestor of Daqian to live another hundred years.

At most, after sacrificing Cheng Xiaowan this time, even if the dragon veins of Daqian recover to their rich state, the ancestor of the Daqian Palace can only live for another 20 years.

"Alright, tell all the palace guards to stand guard at the door. Your Majesty, Crown Prince, you two hold Cheng Xiaowan's stretcher and follow me to the depths to offer sacrifice!"

The ancestor of Daqian walked in front and gave the order.

After all, only the direct descendants of Daqian are allowed to watch the sacrifices in the royal ancestral temple.

Three royal people.

An old ancestor of Daqian who has lived for who knows how many years.

A current emperor of Daqian.

A future emperor of Daqian.

Pulling Cheng Xiaowan's stretcher, they walked into the place of sacrifice.

A thick white mist.

The dragon sculpture at the bottom of the hot spring exudes a breathtaking feeling and looks vivid.

This is the biggest secret of the royal ancestral temple sacrifices.

They feed the dragons.

Although it is just a sculpture of a dragon, with the sacrifice of a mysterious ice body, the dragon can be awakened for a short period of time, and can even obtain a huge amount of rich spiritual power as a reward, which can be used to prolong life and improve cultivation.

The emperor and the prince were filled with amazement as they looked carefully at the lifelike dragon under the hot spring.

After all, offering sacrifices in ancestral temples has always been a taboo.

This is the first time for the Emperor and the Crown Prince to come here.

Unexpectedly, there are real dragons here.

When the old ancestor of Daqian saw the emperor and the prince in such a state, he introduced them proudly.

"This is the dragon that our Daqian has worshipped for generations. As long as we have the sacrifice of the Mysterious Ice Body, we can wake this dragon up in a short period of time, thereby improving the dragon veins, and our Daqian's rich spiritual power will continue to flow!"

Cheng Xiaowan, who was lying quietly on the stretcher, heard what the great ancestor said.

She knew very clearly that she had the Xuanbing physique.

The person who is used to offer sacrifice to the ancestors is yourself.

Cheng Xiaowan really didn't expect that after going through so much hardship to return to Daqian to find her biological parents, she ended up being disappointed.

It seems that what Chen Yuan said was right. His father and mother were so good to him before, and they even treated him as a princess, giving him a brief period of favor that was second only to the emperor and above everyone else.

It was just so that one day, he could send himself here as a sacrifice and serve as a stepping stone for his elder brother, the crown prince, to inherit the throne.

Chen Yuan, who sneaked in and saw the scene, couldn't help but watch this funny scene.

Isn’t this the hot spring I’ve bathed in before?

It's just that the hot spring area is different.

After all, this hot spring is so big.

The place where I had been bathing before was Dragon's Tail, and now I am at Dragon's Head.

It looks like the water in this hot spring has become much cooler.

It turns out that the dragon vein of Daqian is closely related to this hot spring. The dragon under the water is the dragon worshipped by the royal family of Daqian.

"Okay, let's start the ancestor worship!"

The old ancestor roared in a powerful voice.

Before that, the ancestor clasped his hands together, immediately prepared a knife, cut a drop of blood from his wrist, and put it into the hot spring.

In an instant, the hot spring lost its comfortable temperature and turned into completely freezing cold water.

The carved dragon at the bottom seemed to have awakened, and its pair of dragon eyes seemed to be staring at everyone on the bank vividly.

The bloodline of their Daqian clan is almost all Xuanbing body, which is the most traditional and authentic.

But every hundred years, a person with a mysterious ice body will be chosen as the person to worship the ancestors.

Now the bloodline that has been passed down from generation to generation is becoming increasingly withered.

By the time it came to Cheng Xiaowan's generation, only she and the prince had the Xuanbing body bloodline.

Apart from these two people who were qualified to offer sacrifices, there would be no other successors.

And the crown prince needs to inherit the throne.

As a princess, Cheng Xiaowan naturally should be buried with the Daqian royal family.

The original sculptured dragon felt the taste of the mysterious ice body and released a large amount of rich spiritual power, urging and calling.

"Sacrifice!"

Upon seeing this, the old ancestor immediately took the knife he had just used to cut his wrists and gave instructions to the emperor and the prince.

The emperor and the prince did not hesitate at all.

The emperor held Cheng Xiaowan down, and the prince held a knife, about to cut Cheng Xiaowan's wrists and put her into the freezing water.