Ning family, dinner.

 The food on the table is cooked with spiritual spring water.

What we eat is spiritual rice, and what we eat is flat peaches cut into small pieces.

 But Lu Chaochao only loves the big roast chicken.

 “Starting tomorrow, prepare some weight-loss meals for Chaochao alone.” Mrs. Xu pinched the soft flesh around her daughter’s waist and her belly was round.

Mrs. Ning laughed.

"A three-and-a-half-year-old child doesn't need to lose weight. He will lose weight when he grows up."

“Besides, she suffers from a round face.” In fact, her face is no bigger than a palm.

Having round eyes, round cheeks, and a small belly, she looks chubby.

 But not greasy and mellow.

 She looks extremely cute.

Everyone wants to pinch a handful.

“She eats too much meat, I’m afraid she’ll accumulate food...” Mrs. Xu still remembered the time when she couldn’t sleep due to overeating.

  "Go to rest early today, the goddess will ascend tomorrow, and there will be a good show to watch."

 Mr. Xu looks a bit cool.

 How interesting that the old emperor was poisoned by his filial daughter.

For the sake of Nan Zhiyi’s ascension, endure it!

 At night, Mrs. Xu was so angry that she didn't sleep all night.

Rong Che saw that she was feeling depressed, so he opened the window to let her breathe.

 As soon as I looked up, I saw countless fireflies flying over Mrs. Ning’s bedroom.

 The old lady seemed to have opened the window and stretched out her hand.

Fireflies landed on her fingertips one after another.

"I always feel that there is something extraordinary about my mother, but I can't tell what is wrong. There is a sense of disharmony all over my body." Rong Che said, looking at the sky full of fireflies.

 Xu Shiyun paused: "Yeah."

 She felt it too.

  The second day.

Before dawn, Lu Chaochao was dragged out of the warm bed by the maid.

 “I can still sleep a little longer.” He was holding a chicken coop on his head and couldn’t even open his eyes.

“Today a goddess ascends, please bear with me.”

“I’ll put some snacks in your pocket, please eat slowly.” Yushu coaxed gently.

Lu Chaochao, who resisted, nodded immediately: "Okay, okay."

By the time I finished washing, it was still dark.

“Madam has prepared a diet meal, would you like to try it?” Yushu brought out breakfast.

Breakfast was too early, so I ate in my room.

Lu Chaochao took a few bites and found that it tasted good and the combination of meat and vegetables was reasonable, so he ate all the weight loss meals.

“Okay, okay, after finishing the diet meal, it’s time to have dinner!” Lu Chaochao threw down the bowl and chopsticks and looked at the jade book eagerly.

 Jade book? ? ?

 “Mom said, Chaochao wants to eat a weight-loss meal! Chaochao specially eats it before meals!”

 “Why don’t you serve the main meal quickly?”

Yushu stuttered and didn’t know what to say...

"Isn't it just this meal?" Lu Chaochao asked tremblingly.

Yushu had a sad face and didn’t know how to answer.

 The little girl walked out the door with a slumped face, sad and desperate.

Beizhao's uncles and uncles had finished eating the specialties sent by her uncles, and there were maids watching around her to prevent her from eating outside.

 Let the whole family gather at the door.

 She has a face that smells ugly.

Xie Yuzhou saw her ugly face and thought she didn't like Nan Zhiyi's replacement. Who knows, she is thinking about breakfast...

 The carriage stopped a few streets away, and everyone walked there.

The streets were bustling with people, but fortunately there were many guards, so nothing happened.

 Lu Chaochao couldn't bear it after all.

  Stealing a few sticks of Zhui Feng’s jerky, hiding them in his sleeves, grinding his teeth from time to time.     Dry and fragrant, very delicious.

 Everyone followed the crowd towards the ascension stage.

The Ascension Platform was rebuilt from the original altar of worship to heaven. Now it towers into the clouds, as if you can touch the sky with your hands.

Although the Ning family has no status, Xu Shiyun is a serious southern princess.

He was then led to the ascension platform, where he could watch the ascension up close with the ministers.

Ning didn't like the noisy environment, so she took care of herself in the house.

Nan Fengyu wears it in a flamboyant way, with high spirits and high eyebrows. The prince consort next to her was extremely low-key, just holding a teacup and drinking tea with his eyes downcast.

 At first glance, the two of them seem to be inseparable.

There are even rumors from the outside world that the eldest princess has a mian head in the mansion.

"Sister Yun is here? Why didn't Mrs. Ning come with you? We just want to share in the joy of our little daughter." Nan Fengyu couldn't help but show off, her daughter was her pride.

It is also her undefeated magic weapon.

Xu Shiyun said calmly: "We haven't flown up yet, how can we be happy?"

Nan Fengyu’s face suddenly darkened.

 But when he saw the emperor and empress coming together, he had to suppress his anger and glare at her.

 “Meet my father.”

  "Meet your Majesty..." Everyone stood up and saluted the emperor and empress.

Above the high platform, under the high platform, thousands of people stand at the top of power, and everyone bows to him.

 A trace of reluctance flashed in the old emperor's eyes.

 “Flat body!”

 Everyone stood up to thank him.

Nan Fengyu frowned, her father was on guard against her! But...so what? He has no hope of recovery and only has seven days to live.

 Can he still hand over the Southern Kingdom to Xu Shiyun?

 An outsider who lives outside and is close to Beizhao but not close to him?

"Father..." Nan Fengyu smiled and stepped forward to help the emperor, but the emperor avoided her hand without leaving any trace.

 This father and daughter finally separated.

 The royal family and courtiers were on the ascension platform, and everyone looked proud, with pride that could not be concealed in their brows.

 “We in the South need to have our own gods!”

"The goddess has ascended, and the Southern Kingdom has support. From now on, we no longer have to worry about natural disasters and man-made disasters, and we no longer have to ask for help..." An old minister knelt on the ground, clasped his hands, and his face was full of joy.

“God serves God, to put it nicely, it means serving gods. However, a servant is a servant…”

"From now on, we no longer have to be servants in the Southern Kingdom! It is the Goddess of Knowledge who asks us to raise our waists and behave openly!"

“The Goddess of Knowledge is the pearl given to the Southern Kingdom by God!”

 “I will always be loyal to the goddess Zhiyi.”

The Lou family, the Ming family, and the Sang family looked at Lu Chaochao worriedly.

There is a goddess in Nanfengyu, and she will be invincible.

Lu Chaochao scanned the whole place. Hey, he usually doesn’t see anything, but she actually has so many followers?

Similarly, Nan Fengyu has been planning for many years, so he naturally has a comprehensive plan in place.

Even though he is an old emperor, he is also very excited at this moment.

 Being a servant of God is pride.

  But he also labeled Nan Guo as a servant or a servant.

Now that he can get rid of his status as a servant and let the southern country have its own real god, how can the old emperor not be excited!

 He will rewrite the history of the Southern Kingdom.

 The new calendar of the Southern Kingdom will open a new page from him.

“Historian, has the painter arrived?” The old emperor was looking forward to it, even a little excited.

“Reporting to Your Majesty, the historian is already in place, and he will definitely pass on today’s grand event for thousands of years.”

 The old emperor's face turned red with excitement, and the queen also held her head high, with pride in her eyes.

Ning, after all, you can’t compare to me!

The national master stood in the center of the ascension platform wearing a moon-white sacrificial robe.

Countless young priests wearing sacrificial robes danced sacrificial dances while appeasing the gods.

There are countless big drums standing on both sides, and men with red belts around their waists are beating the drums hard. The sound of drums got louder and louder.

Under the high platform, countless devout people were kneeling. (End of chapter)

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