As the woman's clothes fluttered away like feathers, the fire on the altar suddenly jumped up, reaching the height of an entire building, as if it was about to reach the sky.
But soon, the flames that shot up into the sky fell down, and the golden-red flames slowly dimmed until they went out.
The woman in sacrificial clothes threw the scepter in her hand to the ground fiercely. Her face was ashen, and there was anger and obvious fear in her eyes.
The sacrifice at Yaoyue Palace failed again.
It was as if they were abandoned by the gods. They could no longer light the sacred fire, communicate with the gods, or gain strength from the flames and moonlight.
"Palace Master..." the maid below spoke cautiously, "Why don't you go and take a rest first and try again next month."
"Get out!" The woman in gorgeous clothes raised her hand, and the maid below was thrown out like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground.
Palace Master Yao Yue disappeared from the altar in a flash, and when she reappeared, she was already in her bedroom.
"Palace Master!" Several tall and handsome men came forward and wanted to help her take off her fancy clothes.
But Palace Master Yao Yue waved her hand and slapped the man to the ground, then the bedroom door slammed shut.
She sat on the bed with a grim face, her eyes looking not far away, her mind churning with thoughts.
The sacrificial fire of the Yaoyue Palace has not been able to burn for ten years.
And the strength of all the people in the Moon Palace has not improved at all in the past ten years.
What frightened her even more was that, ever since the saint they invited to the Moon Palace to offer lost her virginity and absconded thirty years ago, the high priest in the divine realm, who was more terrifying than the God Emperor and the devil, had slowly turned his back on her.
Because she was rejected, she could not pray to the gods, nor could she gain strength from the divine fire.
Yaoyue Palace was gradually declining and heading towards destruction, and some people in the palace had already begun to notice all of this. Some elders were even discussing deposing her.
Soon, it was the day to invite the Moon Palace to present candidates for the Holy Maiden, but she simply could not find anyone with the qualifications that matched An Lingyue.
If she fails to offer a true saint this time and fails to satisfy the high priest of the divine realm, her position as palace master will certainly be lost.
When she thought of the man in red robe and black hair, whose appearance was more beautiful and charming than that of a woman, Palace Master Yao Yue couldn't stop trembling.
She knew too well what a miserable outcome it would be to be completely rejected by that person.
"Palace Master, why are you frowning? Is there anything I can help you with?"
Suddenly, a man's gentle and caring voice came to my ears.
Palace Master Yao Yue was originally very unhappy to be interrupted, but when she turned around and saw the person coming, her expression eased a little, "Didn't I say that I should stay alone and not let anyone in? Why did you come in without permission?"
Standing not far away was a man wearing a scholar's gown, who looked to be around thirty years old, but he exuded a gentle and elegant temperament that made people feel close to him and trust him.
The man sat down next to Palace Master Yao Yue, and naturally took her hand and held it in his palm. He also put her hand to his face and said with a focused look: "I heard that Qingya you were angry and sad, so I didn't care about anything else. I was just worried about you."
"It is my fault for violating the Palace Master's order. Even if Qingya you want to kill me, I, Lu Xuyang, will never have any complaints." (To be continued)