I traveled through time and became the Queen of Ancient Dian

The air in the temple was still heavy, and the burning smell was like an invisible chain, tightly binding everyone's nerves.

Baona took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in her heart. She knew that now was not the time to pursue the matter. The ceremony was about to begin, and the current dilemma had to be resolved as soon as possible.

In the next few days, Baona was busy like a top.

During the day, she checked the procedures with the lacquer carving ritual trainer, and at night she discussed countermeasures with Zhaoyang Ruyue and Wumeng Tianlong, making final preparations for the upcoming sacrificial ceremony.

She was immersed in various tedious affairs and seemed to have forgotten the provocation of the chief priest Weisheng.

However, beneath the calm surface, undercurrents are surging.

Just when everything seemed to be on track, the chief priest Weisheng appeared again, holding a scroll in his hand and a sinister smile on his face. This smile looked particularly strange under the flickering firelight of the temple.

"Baona, to ensure the ceremony is foolproof, I have specially revised some of the sacrificial rules." Chief Priest Weisheng slowly unrolled the scroll, his aged fingers moving slowly across the parchment, his eyes filled with challenge. "These are the newly revised ritual rules. You must strictly follow them."

Baona took the scroll and read it carefully. The rules were dense, complicated and redundant, stricter and more demanding than previous regulations.

Her brows were furrowed tightly. These rules were not only demanding, but many parts were contrary to the procedures she had learned before. They were simply deliberately making things difficult for her.

"Chief Priest Weisheng, these rules are too complicated, and the time is so short, we simply cannot complete the rehearsal in such a short time!" Baona raised her head, with a hint of questioning in her tone.

"This is a grand sacrificial ceremony, sacred and solemn, how can we allow any carelessness? You must strictly follow the rules, this is a respect for the gods!" The chief priest Weisheng put on a righteous look, and his tone was unquestionable and tough.

Gongye, the priest's assistant, laughed sinisterly. He glanced at Baona and said with a tone full of sarcasm, "Some people think they are smart, but they can't even master the most basic rituals. How ridiculous."

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and the tense atmosphere made the air around them become thinner.

Bao Na looked at the smug faces of the chief priest Weisheng and the assistant priest Gongye, and the anger in her chest was like a volcano about to erupt.

She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

"Reverend Weisheng, are you sure you want me to complete such a complex ritual rehearsal in such a short time?" Baona's voice trembled slightly as she stared at him sharply. "We're so short on time! You're deliberately making things difficult for me and disrespecting the gods!"

A strange smile played across the corner of Weisheng Priest's lips. He said contemptuously, "Baona, I simply hope the ceremony will be perfect. If you can perform perfectly according to the new rules, I will certainly look upon you with new eyes."

As soon as he finished speaking, the chief priest Weisheng threw the scroll at Baona's feet. The scroll was scattered on the ground, and the words on it were like a dense spider web, entangled in Baona's heart.

Baona picked up the scroll on the ground. The rough texture of the parchment rubbed against her fingertips, as if she was reflecting the cold gaze of the chief priest.

The new rules were like shackles that bound her tightly.

The rehearsal began, the heavy drumbeats beat everyone's hearts, and the blazing fire on the altar reflected Baona's tense face.

She began the ceremony according to the new rules, but made frequent mistakes.

Every movement seemed to be filled with lead, heavy and slow.

"Wrong! The order of the sacrificial dance steps is wrong! Do it again!" The scolding of the lacquer carving ritual trainer was like thunder, echoing in the temple.

His stern gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing Baona's nerves.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her panicked heartbeat. Sweat soaked her clothes, sticking to her skin and bringing waves of coolness.

The suspicious looks from the people around her were like needles piercing her body, making her feel suffocated.

The air was filled with tension, so oppressive that it made people breathless.

Failure, failure again.

Baona felt deeply depressed, as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

She sat dejectedly on the steps of the altar, her eyes empty and devoid of their former radiance.

The Queen of Ancient Dian walked up to her, patted her shoulder gently, and her low and firm voice rang in her ears: "Baona, don't give up." These few short words were like a warm current, flowing into Baona's cold heart.

The Queen's encouragement rekindled Baona's fighting spirit.

She picked up the scroll again and carefully studied every word and symbol on it.

Suddenly, she discovered some ancient cultural connections hidden behind the rules.

These connections are like scattered pearls, strung together, and actually confirm the Pu cultural knowledge she had learned before.

She suddenly realized that these seemingly complicated rules were not deliberately difficult, but contained profound cultural heritage.

After realizing this, Baona was like seeing the blue sky through the clouds, and the originally obscure rules became clear.

She stood on the altar again, and the drums sounded again. This time, her movements became smooth and natural, and every dance step was full of power and rhythm.

She seemed to be integrated with the ancient culture, and every movement was filled with sacredness.

"Good!" The lacquer carving ritual trainer's voice of admiration broke the silence of the temple.

He looked at Baona, and the suspicious looks around him gradually turned into admiration. The oppressive feeling in the air gradually dissipated, replaced by a sense of ease and joy.

Baona showed a confident smile on her face, and the Queen of Ancient Dian looked at her with satisfaction.

When Gongye's assistant saw Baona complete the ritual rehearsal perfectly, his face turned from gloomy to green, and the sarcastic words he had prepared were stuck in his throat.

He stared at Baona with a sinister look, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey, but he was helpless.

In the end, he just snorted coldly, turned away, and left behind a back full of resentment.

His unusual behavior surprised everyone present, and their puzzled eyes moved back and forth between him and Baona.

During a short break, the Queen of Ancient Dian personally brought a bowl of clear mountain spring water and a plate of fresh wild fruits and walked to Baona.

She gently placed the water and food next to Baona, patted her shoulder gently, and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work, Baona." Baona took the water, and the clear spring water slid down her throat, taking away all her fatigue.

She looked up at the Queen, whose eyes were full of concern and trust, which made her feel warm in her heart.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Baona's voice was a little choked. She understood that the Queen's trust and support were her greatest motivation.

The queen smiled slightly, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes smoothed out, like a blooming lotus. The air around her seemed to be infected by this warm atmosphere and became softer.

In this brief moment of tranquility, the sound of hurried footsteps broke the harmonious atmosphere.

A tribesman in charge of material management came running over in a panic, his face full of anxiety, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and his animal skin clothes covered with dust, as if he had been through a long journey.

He ran to Baona panting and stammered, "Lady Baona, something's wrong... supplies... supplies..." His trembling voice echoed in the temple, foreshadowing the coming of new challenges.

Baona's heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition came to her mind.