The whole family went crazy listening to my thoughts, I was responsible for feeding.

Ning family, dinner.

The food on the table is cooked with Lingquan water.

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

But Lu Chaochao only loved the big roast chicken.

"Starting from tomorrow, prepare some weight-loss meals for Chaochao alone." Ms. Xu pinched the soft flesh on her daughter's waist and her belly was round.

Mrs. Ning laughed.

"There is no need for a three-and-a-half-year-old child to lose weight. He will lose weight when he grows up."

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

She has round eyes, round cheeks, and a small belly, which makes her look chubby.

But not greasy and mellow either.

She looks extremely cute.

Everyone wants to pinch a handful.

"She eats too much meat, I'm afraid she will accumulate food..." Ms. Xu still remembered the time when she was so stuffed that she couldn't sleep.

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

Mr. Xu looked a little cold.

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

It's a partial birth, but for the sake of Nan Zhiyi's ascension, endure it!
At night, Mrs. Xu was so angry that she didn't sleep all night.

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

When he looked up, he 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 disobedience all over my body." Rong Che said, looking at the sky full of fireflies.

Xu Shiyun paused: "Yeah."

She felt it too.

Day two.

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 the taste was good and the combination of meat and vegetables was reasonable, so he ate all the weight loss meals.

"Okay, okay, after finishing the weight loss meal, it's time to have dinner!" Lu Chaochao dropped 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 this just the meal?" Lu Chaochao asked tremblingly.

Yushu made 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 given to them, and there were maids watching over them to prevent her from eating outside.

Wait for the whole family to gather at the door.

She had a stinking face and was 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 over.

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

Lu Chaochao couldn't bear it after all.

He stole a few pieces of Zhui Feng’s jerky and hid them in his sleeves, grinding his teeth from time to time. The dry aroma is very delicious.

Everyone followed the crowd towards the ascension stage.

The Ascension Platform was rebuilt from the original Temple of Heaven for worship. 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.

Then he was 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 dressed 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 seemed to be incompatible with each other.

There are even rumors in the outside world that the eldest princess has a mian-shou 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 that her daughter was her pride.

It is also the magic weapon for her undefeated victory.

Xu Shiyun said calmly: "I haven't flown up yet, where is the joy?"

Nan Fengyu's expression suddenly darkened.

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

"Meet my father."

"Greetings to Your Majesty..." Everyone stood up and saluted the Emperor and Empress.

Above and below the high platform, thousands of people stood at the top of power, and everyone bowed to him.

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

"Be flat!"

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.

Could 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.

The 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 southern country need to have our own gods!"

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

"Serving gods and serving gods, to put it nicely, is serving gods. However, servants are servants..."

"From now on, we no longer have to be servants in the Southern Kingdom! It is the Goddess of Knowledge who allows us to lift our waists and live uprightly!"

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

"I will always be loyal to the goddess of knowledge."

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

If there is a goddess in Nanfengyu, he will be invincible.

Lu Chaochao glanced at the whole place, oh, I usually don't see anything, but she actually has so many followers?

Also, Nan Fengyu has been planning for many years and naturally has a complete 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 Nanguo as a servant and a servant.

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

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

"Historian, is the painter in place?" The old emperor was looking forward to it, even a little excited.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the historian is already in place and 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 comforting 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)