The Tang Dynasty in the Sand Table: Starting by Feeding a Small Rhinoceros

Qinglan's piercing scream instantly shattered the tranquility above the Lizheng Hall.

The once quiet palace courtyard instantly erupted into chaos, with countless palace maids and eunuchs rushing towards the scene in a panic.

Outside the sand table, Li Mo's eyelids twitched suddenly.

"Oh no, this is a huge misunderstanding!"

He watched helplessly as a group of palace eunuchs, as small as ants, surrounded the little rhinoceros, amidst cries and screams.

In the Tang Dynasty.

Little Sizi was reluctantly licking her fingers while holding the last bit of watermelon when Qinglan's sudden shout startled her.

"Sister Qinglan, why are you crying?"

The little guy looked up with a blank expression, a drop of bright red watermelon juice still clinging to the corner of his mouth.

Qinglan scrambled over, pulling Xiao Sizi into her arms and crying her heart out, "Princess! What's wrong? Where does it hurt? Imperial physician! Quickly, summon the imperial physician!"

"Get out of my way! All of you, get out of my way!"

Just then, a woman's voice, filled with authority yet also tinged with endless fear, came from behind the crowd.

A stunningly beautiful young woman, dressed in a magnificent phoenix robe and exuding an elegant demeanor, stumbled through the crowd, supported by several nannies.

She was none other than Empress Zhangsun, the mother of the Tang Dynasty.

When Empress Zhangsun saw the little prince's face covered in "blood," she felt a wave of dizziness and almost fainted.

"Sizi!"

She rushed forward without hesitation, snatched her daughter from Qinglan's arms, and wiped the "blood" from the corner of Xiao Sizi's mouth with trembling hands.

"My dear mother, what's wrong? Don't frighten your mother..." Empress Zhangsun's voice trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes.

However, she froze when her hand touched the red liquid.

It's not sticky, has no bloody smell, and instead has a sweet fruity aroma.

Moreover, the tentacles were ice-cold!

"Mother, don't cry, Sizi isn't sick."

Little Sizi stretched out her tiny hands, stained with watermelon juice, and sensibly wiped away Empress Zhangsun's tears, saying in her childish voice, "This isn't blood, it's a sweet fruit given to Sizi by the gods! It's so delicious!"

"A fairy? A sweet fruit?"

Empress Zhangsun looked on in astonishment. She looked down and noticed a peculiar green melon rind lying next to Xiao Sizi.

A little bit of red flesh still remained on the edge of the melon rind.

Just then, several elderly physicians from the Imperial Medical Academy arrived, panting, carrying their medicine chests.

"Your Majesty, we pay our respects! Your humble servant will now examine the princess's pulse!"

"Wait a minute."

Empress Zhangsun gradually calmed down. She held the little girl protectively in her arms and pointed to the watermelon rind on the ground, saying in a deep voice, "Imperial Physician Wang, please take a look at this."

Physician Wang stepped forward cautiously and carefully tested the melon rind with a silver needle; the needle did not change color.

Then, he leaned closer to smell it, and even boldly pinched off a bit of the edge with his fingernail and tasted it on his tongue.

The next moment, the old imperial physician, who had worked in the Imperial Hospital for decades, suddenly widened his eyes, and his beard trembled.

"Your Majesty! This...this item is absolutely extraordinary!"

The imperial physician, Wang, knelt on the ground in excitement: "This fruit is juicy and incredibly sweet, and it also possesses a uniquely cooling quality! In my decades of medical practice, I have searched through the entire 'Shennong's Classic of Materia Medica,' and I have never seen such a miraculous fruit! For the princess, eating it will not only be harmless, but it will also greatly relieve summer heat and quench thirst!"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding palace maids and eunuchs all gasped in shock.

Empress Zhangsun was filled with shock and disbelief. She looked down at her daughter in her arms and softened her voice, "Sizi, tell your mother, where did this fruit come from?"

Little Si immediately started gesturing excitedly: "Just now, Si was so hot, and suddenly a really strong and cool wind came! Then the sky suddenly got dark, and five huge pillars came down from the sky and placed the fruit in front of Si!"

Listening to the girl's uninhibited description, Empress Zhangsun's breathing became rapid.

She abruptly turned to Qinglan and the others: "Did you see what the princess said?"

Qinglan was so frightened that she kowtowed repeatedly: "Your Majesty! When I was searching for the princess just now, I did feel a sudden gust of wind outside the Lizheng Hall, and it was unusually cool! And... and just now, the sky seemed to have darkened for a moment!"

A fierce wind is blowing? A giant pillar is falling from the sky? An icy fairy fruit?

Empress Zhangsun looked up at the clear, cloudless sky above her.

A deep sense of awe rose from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

If it weren't for divine intervention, how could anyone in this world possibly create a raging wind out of thin air under the scorching sun?

How could they possibly produce such an unheard-of, icy fairy fruit?

"May Heaven bless our Great Tang... May Heaven bless our King Si..."

Empress Zhangsun hugged Xiao Sizi tightly, her eyes reddening again, but this time, they were tears of emotion.

Si Zi was frail and sickly from a young age, suffering from a qi disorder. The imperial physicians once predicted that he would not live a long life.

Now, however, she has attracted the pity of celestial beings from beyond the heavens, who bestowed upon her celestial fruits. Could this be that Heaven is protecting her poor daughter?

As the empress who ruled the country, Empress Zhangsun possessed extremely high political acumen.

She took a deep breath, quickly regained her composure, and her sharp gaze swept across the entire room.

"Anyone who dares to leak even a whisper of what happened today will be killed without mercy!"

"Keep the rind of this celestial fruit carefully. I will personally report to His Majesty upon his return to the palace!"

……

Outside the sand table, Li Mo listened to Empress Zhangsun's ruthless methods and secretly gave her a thumbs up.

As expected of an empress of all time, her aura and decisiveness are simply amazing.

Seeing the crisis resolved, Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

Before we knew it, the clock had struck one in the morning.

After a whole night of running around, Li Mo was also feeling a bit tired.

He yawned, preparing to wash up and go to bed.

Just then, the Tang Dynasty in the sand table also entered the dead of night.

Inside the sleeping quarters of the Rikjeongjeon Palace, candlelight flickered.

Little Sizi, dressed in a silk nightgown, lay sprawled on the soft bed.

Empress Zhangsun had just coaxed her to sleep when she turned and went to the outer palace to handle some business.

The little one didn't close his eyes immediately, but instead secretly got up and put his little head in front of the carved window frame.

She looked up at the "night sky" outside the sand table, which seemed endlessly deep to her.

Her two little hands were clasped together in front of her chest, her voice soft and sweet, carrying a hint of anticipation and a touch of gluttony:

"Immortal... are you asleep?"

"Thank you for the sweet treat today, Sizi is so happy!"

"Will you come to play with Sizi again tomorrow? Sizi... Sizi misses you a little."

Listen to that child's voice, as soft as a mosquito's buzz, yet so pure and innocent.

Li Mo's weary heart was instantly filled with warmth.

He leaned closer to the sand table, looked at the small figure leaning against the window, and couldn't help but smile.

Although he knew the little one couldn't hear, he still spoke softly, as if making a solemn promise:

"Go to sleep, little girl."

"See you tomorrow."