Chapter 213 The Person Most Precious in My Heart
A Bao stepped on the gold ingot box to the table and picked up a big roast chicken.
This roast chicken was obviously freshly roasted, and the aroma of meat filled the room, making her drool.
"Oh my God, sister, you can't hold it. You can't eat it." Di Zi'an stopped them quickly. The old man asked them to come in to sort out the tributes, not to eat them. "Sister, be good. These are all tributes from the dragon. Only the dragon can enjoy them. We can only look at them. At worst, we can just touch them. We can't eat them. Sister, bear with it. When we return to the palace, brother will give you a roasted chicken leg to eat, okay?"
A Bao was holding the roasted chicken in her arms. After hearing what Di Zi'an said, she didn't let go, but held it tighter, for fear that Di Zi'an would snatch the roasted chicken away.
"It can't finish it..."
[So much roast meat, the dragon can enjoy it by himself? Too extravagant! It can’t finish it, it simply can’t finish it. If it’s left here, it’ll go bad. It’s better to fill my stomach and put the meat to good use.]
“It can finish it, it’s such a big dragon.” Di Zi’an held his forehead, “Its appetite is bigger than a water basin.”
“It doesn’t like to eat these…” A Bao looked at Di Zi’an pitifully with his round eyes, “It doesn’t like it, but A Bao likes it.”
[There’s so much meat, the dragon must have never eaten a single bite, otherwise, it wouldn’t be so thin]
Thin?
Is the dragon thin?
It’s painted on the mural, it looks quite normal.
A Bao waved her little hands, with the attitude of a little master, "Eat, eat, it won't be angry."
[If it gets angry, I'll beat it]
A Bao grunted and tore off a chicken leg. Although the little girl is small, her hands are very strong.
She handed the chicken leg to Di Zi'an, "Qi Guoguo, you eat first."
Di Zi'an didn't dare to touch it. It was a joke. This was the meal of the dragon. He felt scary just by looking at it.
Di Zi'an put his hands together in the room and kept muttering in his mouth: "Don't blame the dragon, my sister is still young, don't blame the dragon, my sister is still young..."
Di Zi'an was muttering with his eyes closed when he heard a slurping sound. He opened his eyes again...
A Bao had already started to gnaw on the chicken leg he had just torn off, and he was eating it so deliciously.
Emperor Zi'an was about to cry. It wasn't that he didn't want his sister to eat. He also knew that his sister was greedy and gluttonous. He was just worried that the punishment from the dragon would affect his sister.
"Sister, we have counted the tributes. It's almost done. Why don't we leave?"
A Bao was still not satisfied. It was obvious that he hadn't eaten enough. "The door is still closed."
A Bao pointed to the front. The door of the palace had been closed since they came in.
Emperor Zi'an frowned, "Zifeng, tell the old man outside to open the door and let us out?"
He was worried, and Luo Zifeng naturally knew it.
Luo Zifeng said, "I'm afraid it won't work. It is said that the last time Di Hongluan came in, the palace door was not closed. Generally speaking, after counting the tributes and seeing what is missing or arranging how to put the tributes, the palace door will open and let people out.
But this time, the palace door was not opened for a long time, and the people outside couldn't open the palace door. I don't know why we encountered this situation today."
They couldn't go and bump into it. They
could only wait here for time for the palace door to open.
"Ah, then how long do we have to wait?" Di Zi'an was not worried about staying here for a long time, but just looking at A Bao who was eating and drinking, the longer he stayed, the more his sister ate...
This???
"Don't be anxious, you two pots. The door will be open when I'm full."
Di Zi'an: "..."
Luo Zifeng: "..."
And Di Rongjing, who couldn't speak, was speechless.
A Bao felt that he couldn't eat enough by himself, so he simply pulled Di Rongjing to eat together.
Di Zi'an and Luo Zifeng didn't dare to move.
"A Bao, are you full?" Looking at A Bao's gradually bulging belly, Di Zi'an couldn't help but asked.
A Bao finished a big chicken leg, touched her round belly, and the little girl burped.
Then, she opened the fat milk bottle hanging around her neck, drank two sips of milk, and then stretched her lazy waist happily, "Yeah, I'm full."
Good guy, this little ancestor is finally full.
Di Zi'an looked at the door, extremely anxious, for he was afraid that the dragon would find out that his sister was eating the barbecue secretly.
Luo Zifeng pushed the door of the hall, and it really opened.
"Sister Abao is really amazing." Luo Zifeng was so surprised that his eyes almost fell out.
People who didn't know would think that Abao was the owner of this tribute hall.
He opened the door and came in as he was told.
Abao sat on the altar, glanced at the hall, and grabbed the corner of Di Zi'an's clothes with her little hand, "Guo Guo, let's take these things home."
This sentence almost scared Di Zi'an to death.
Even Luo Zifeng and Di Rongjing turned their heads to look at Abao.
"Oh my goodness, sister, don't say anything." Di Zi'an quickly covered Di Abao's mouth.
Di Abao's eyes widened, "Mmmm."
"Sister, stealing the tributes from the Shenlong is already a serious crime. If we bring the tributes back to the palace, I dare not think about it. I dare not even think about it."
Originally, the Shenlong was asked by the ancestors to work in the Tiansheng Dynasty. If the Shenlong has a spirit, gets angry, and leaves, and never comes to the Tiansheng Dynasty again, then their Tiansheng Dynasty will really have no place to stand in the Seven Kingdoms.
"In order to entertain the dragon and make it appear, the people know that it likes gold and silver, so even the poorest people will offer it some incense. They know that it likes barbecue, so even if they are frugal, they will offer it a piece of meat.
Life without the national god is too difficult. If there is no dragon, our Tiansheng Dynasty will be a piece of stinky dog shit, isolated by the six countries, abandoned by the heavens, and return to the land of disaster." Emperor Zi'an looked sad, and he almost hugged Abao and cried loudly.
The dragon cannot be messed with.
His sister cannot be wronged.
"Okay, but the dragon doesn't like these tributes." A Bao scratched his head, "It was for someone else."
"Other, someone else? How did my sister know?"
"I heard it."
Di Zi'an and Luo Zifeng looked around, but there was no sound.
"It cried, it cried to this roast chicken, and it cried very loudly." A Bao pointed to the roast chicken beside him. At this time, the roast chicken's two legs were gone, and A Bao had swallowed it.
Di Zi'an looked at the roast chicken with two legs missing...
His handsome face froze.
"It wants the person it cherishes most to eat roast chicken and get gold and silver." Abao patted his chest and said confidently: "I can help it, and it will thank me."
Di Zian picked up Abao and walked out, "My sister, let's go quickly." If they
don't leave, not only will the roast chicken's legs be lost, but even their lives will be gone.
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