The capital relocation ceremony was incredibly tedious.
At first, Hua Manman was still looking around with interest, but she eventually grew so tired that she started to slack off, hiding within the crowd.
High-ranking monks performed a blessing ritual at the front, while the civil and military officials and the nobles knelt in neat rows.
Everyone knelt upright, listening intently to the Buddhist teachings.
Only Hua Manman's body sank lower and lower.
Finally, she simply sat back on her heels and closed her eyes, dozing off.
Li Xun was actually quite tired too.
But he could still bear it, his eyes darting around.
Whenever someone looked toward his mother, he would glare back ferociously.
Everyone knew he was the Regent King's only son.
Cowed by the Regent King's authority, they all meekly averted their gazes, not daring to sneak another look.
The blessing ritual lasted until sunset.
Li Xun tugged on his mother's sleeve, waking her.
"We should go."
