After my whole family overheard my thoughts, they went berserk.

The Queen wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I don't know why, but I don't usually shed tears easily. Now, seeing these children change their ways, I can't help but feel excited. It feels like I'm dreaming."

She looked down at the baby in her arms, her face full of relief.

"All of this is thanks to the good fortune brought by every second."

"Mother, don't worry, the Crown Prince won't have any more children. I'll give him a good luck charm, it will keep him safe."

A small hand handed a peace charm to the Empress.

No wonder the Crown Prince was unharmed in such a dangerous situation; it turns out he had a protective charm.

What is she if not a god in every second?

In the blink of an eye, it was December 12th.

In the Huayao Kingdom, even numbers are considered auspicious days, and people will go to Xianyun Temple to offer incense and make wishes to the gods on this day.

“Eee, ah, ooh…”

Shi Miaomiao is almost two months old and has started to babble.

The Empress got up very early and gave Shi Miaomiao a bath and made her dress.

"Ouch, it's so cold."

She shuddered and started chattering her teeth.

"Today, your mother will take you to Xianyun Temple to pray for your elder brother. There are gods in the temple, and mortals must wash themselves clean before worshipping, otherwise it is considered disrespectful."

Although it was cold early in the morning, Shi Miaomiao was very happy.

"Finally, I can leave the palace and see the world! Will Fourth Brother come?"

"meeting."

People flocked to the entrance of Xianyun Temple.

Si Wan'er was already waiting at the door for the Empress and the little princess.

"Your Majesty's daughter-in-law greets Your Majesty!" Si Wan'er bowed gracefully.

Today, she wore a simple white dress, her makeup light and elegant, looking fresh and refined. Her attire and makeup complemented the Empress's, and the two stood together like sisters.

“Hiss, hiss, hiss…”

Shi Miaomiao stared at Si Wan'er, drooling all the way.

Everyone burst into laughter.

"What's wrong with the little princess? Why is your mouth full of drool?" Si Wan'er asked gently.

The Empress covered her mouth and laughed: "Miaomiao has been mischievous since birth. I think she's greeting you."

"Third sister-in-law, hello! You look so beautiful today."

This is what Shi Miaomiao wanted to say, but she couldn't say it, which made her very anxious!

"Princess Miaomiao seems to really like the Third Princess Consort?" Qing Sui covered her mouth and chuckled.

Qianhe said, "Yes, Princess Miaomiao wanted to talk to the Third Princess Consort, but she couldn't say anything, so she was so anxious that she spat out her saliva."

She rolled her eyes every second.

"You two older sisters are so mean! They knew and still told everyone. Don't I have any dignity?"

She'll always say something!

"Get out of the way!"

A shout came from behind, which dispersed the pedestrians.

A luxurious two-seater carriage sped along, a gentle breeze brushing the curtains to reveal the faces of those inside.

"Your Majesty the Empress, it is the Empress Dowager and Consort Rong."

The Empress said calmly, "Let's go inside."

The temple grounds were open and clean, where visitors could kneel and worship. The Empress Dowager and Consort Rong were the first to kneel, followed by the female relatives of officials, and then the common people in the last row.

The Empress held yesterday's second daughter in her arms and knelt to the right of the Empress Dowager.

"Mother Empress," the Empress said softly, bowing.

Today, those who come to kneel in worship, whether royalty or ordinary people, are exempt from the grand ceremony and need only kneel before the gods.

"Why are you here too?" The Empress Dowager asked, somewhat displeased.

"You old hag, if you can come, why can't my mother? You're so old, yet you still cause so much trouble. How many lifetimes do you plan to live?"

"Pfft..." The Empress was amused by Shi Miaomiao.

"Sister, don't blame me for criticizing you, but how can you laugh in front of the gods in such a sacred place? You are showing no respect for the gods at all," Consort Rong said, feigning concern.

Seeing that the Empress ignored her, she spoke again.

"You brought your little princess here to pray for blessings today, right? Last night, the gods appeared to me in a dream, saying that my Yun'er has an extraordinary destiny and must come to Xianyun Temple to pay her respects in person today. I wonder if Princess Miaomiao received the message in her dream?"

The Empress remained calm and spoke softly.

"What a coincidence! The gods also appeared in my dream last night, saying they played a joke on a fool, and the fool actually took it seriously. I never expected it to be my sister!"

"Pfft!" Everyone present who heard this couldn't help but laugh.

"Alright, all of you shut up!" The Empress Dowager's face turned cold as she scolded in a low voice.

A voice rang out loudly.

"Today, Master Fangyuan is personally presiding over this temple. He can help those with affinity to resolve their doubts. If there are any practitioners who are particularly compatible with him, they can receive his guidance."

"Why is it Master Fangyuan? Where did Master Xianyun go? We wanted to have him interpret our fortune slips..."

"Yes, is this Master Fang Yuan very powerful?"

Shi Miaomiao secretly sized him up. Compared to Master Xianyun, he was much younger, but he did look like a cultivator.

"Is it that impressive?"

The dog god shook his head.

"not necessarily."

"No fooling around for a second. This is a sacred place, and no nonsense is allowed."

"oh."

“Master Xianyun has recently gone on a trip, and Master Fangyuan has taken full charge of Xianyun Temple. He and Master Xianyun are from the same sect, Tianxin Sect of Baiyu Mountain.”

Master Fangyuan, dressed in white, with slightly graying hair and a kind face, stood above the crowd, looking down at them.

Consort Rong looked smug.

"Mother, I had heard of Master Fang Yuan before, and he is indeed very powerful. After meeting him today, I can confirm that his reputation is well-deserved."

The Empress Dowager said irritably, "It hasn't even started yet, how can you tell how amazing it is?"

She was recuperating in the palace when Consort Rong told her that Master Fangyuan was incredibly powerful and that receiving his guidance could prolong her life, so she left the palace.

Unexpectedly, he encountered the Empress here, and all his mood vanished.

Consort Rong lowered her head awkwardly and stopped speaking.

After Master Fangyuan performed a series of actions, the whisk in his hand flew out and hovered in the air, causing everyone to look up.

"Today, Master Fang Yuan has calculated that someone with an extraordinary destiny is here. He will surely make a name for himself in the future. Whoever gets the whisk will be the lucky one!"

In an instant, a long wind arose, the white clouds shifted, and a bright light suddenly appeared in the sky, creating an extremely magnificent spectacle.

The sudden light blinded everyone.

He couldn't help but squint his eyes, staring intently at the sky above him.

"What a wonder! I've never seen such a spectacle in all these years I've been to Xianyun Temple!"

"This Master Fang Yuan is truly amazing!"

"I wonder which family this person with an extraordinary destiny comes from. To be blessed by the gods, he must be a person of good fortune."

A smile involuntarily crept onto Consort Rong's lips.

"It seems that this Master Fang Yuan has some skills after all."

Shi Miaomiao started chatting with the dog god.

"Master Fangyuan is a cultivator, so he does have basic movement abilities."

"So, is he really that good?"

The dog god looked disdainful.

"So-so."

"fall!"

A voice drew everyone's attention.

To whom is this whisk destined?

The whisk flew to the very front and spun in place.

"The whisk landed in front of us."

"Isn't that Consort Rong? Is Princess Miaomiao being held in her arms?"

"No, no, Princess Miaomiao is the daughter of the Empress, and the Empress is holding her right now. This one is Princess Yun, born to Consort Rong."

"Hasn't His Majesty always doted on Princess Miaomiao? At the prayer ceremony that day, the procession was so grand, yet Princess Yun was nowhere to be seen. If His Majesty were to see this scene, I wonder if he would regret it!"