"..."

The lieutenant was immediately enraged: "How dare you! Do you know who is standing in front of you? How dare you utter such treasonous words? Are you courting death?"

Unexpectedly, a fearless shout came from the crowd: "What princess? Daqian is about to fall, yet you're just going to watch us starve to death? We don't recognize you as our princess!"

"That's right! And the dog emperor too. Knowing that Liangcheng was besieged, he didn't send troops to support it. He's old and senile. Why should we submit to him?"

Upon hearing this, the lieutenant immediately kicked a refugee to the ground.

He then drew his knife and held it to the neck of another refugee: "How dare you!"

The broadsword was icy cold, and fresh blood slid down the man's neck.

The man knelt on the ground in terror, tears streaming down his face.

"General, my entire family is dead: my seventy-year-old mother, my wife who is nearly ten months pregnant, and a child who is not even four years old!"

"I just don't want to die. If I die, I'll have nothing left. What have I done wrong, General?"

The man cried out at the top of his lungs, which caused the surrounding refugees to cry and wail in unison.

The uproar was so great that it could shake half of the general's mansion.

Seeing her people suffering so miserably, the princess felt a mix of emotions welling up inside her.

She knelt down, helped up a girl who had been knocked to the ground, and asked, "Child, what's your name?"

The child was only seven or eight years old, his dirty face covered in tear stains, his big eyes filled with despair and sorrow.

At this moment, the child's mother suddenly pointed at Qin Yue Zhao and angrily shouted, "Child, remember this! This woman killed your father. She's so heartless! She won't even give us any food!"

Upon hearing this, the little girl's sadness instantly turned into anger, and she spat fiercely in Qin Yue Zhao's face.

Upon seeing this action, the people immediately rioted.

"Open the granaries, Princess! If you don't release the grain, we'll storm out!"

"Yes, if we rush out of the city, we're going to die either way. We never want to live like this again!"

Qin Yue Zhao quickly stood up and shouted to the crowd, "Fellow villagers..."

Just then, a frantic scream suddenly came from behind:

"Your Highness! The gods have appeared! The gods have appeared—"

Upon hearing this, Qin Yue Zhao's eyes lit up, and she immediately ran back.

Before even reaching the altar, a rustling sound could be heard coming from the bronze basin.

Then I saw several bags of colorful food and several round stainless steel cans fall to the ground.

White rice, fried pork cutlets, and vegetables are packed in a strange-looking box in a certain proportion.

The rice inside was whiter than any rice they had ever eaten before.

"Ah! Princess, look! The gods have brought us food!"

Chen Wan'er exclaimed excitedly, "This rice is so plump! We can only eat this kind of rice when we're in Kyoto!"

"No, it's a year of famine. Even in Kyoto, you can't get rice like this anymore."

"And these jars, they look like they're made of high-quality steel! What's inside... they make a water-like sound when shaken, could it be water?"

"Even the gods use such fine jars to store water? How are we supposed to open this... Ah?!"

"Pfft!"

Chen Wan fumbled around in the Coca-Cola can, pried open the pull tab with her fingers, and saw a stream of black, ink-like liquid flowing out.

Startled, she quickly and respectfully placed the bottle on the table.

Unexpectedly, the liquid in the bottle kept bubbling white bubbles, accompanied by a fragrance I had never smelled before.

"Princess, is this the water that the gods drink? It's amazing!"

Qin Yue Zhao walked to the table, picked up the tin can on the table, and because she couldn't read simplified Chinese characters, she could only bring it to her lips and try to take a small sip.

Unexpectedly, after taking that one bite, her entire cerebellum atrophied.

It's sweet!

It's so sweet it goes straight to the top of your head.