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

Inside the side hall, the atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.

Empress Zhangsun's words, "I will try it first," were like a thunderclap, sending chills down the spines of everyone in the hall.

"Your Majesty, you mustn't!"

Terrified, Wang Mama burst into tears and scrambled to the table, crying, "Even a noblewoman shouldn't risk her life! You are the Empress of the Tang Dynasty, how can you put yourself in such danger! This old servant is willing to test the medicine for Your Majesty!"

"This servant is also willing to test the medicine for Your Highness!" Qinglan and the others also knelt down in unison.

Everyone knows that while this heavenly object is miraculous, if it contains some powerful technique that even a silver needle cannot detect, and it harms the Empress's health, then even the execution of nine generations of their families wouldn't be enough to compensate for it.

"Step back."

Empress Zhangsun's voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable sense of oppression.

She did not hand the red box in her hand to anyone.

At this critical juncture, the secret of the divine object's descent cannot be leaked in the slightest, nor can these lackeys be allowed to determine its fortune.

Moreover, it was a blessing bestowed upon her daughter by the gods.

If there is any real risk, she, as the mother, must be the first to shield her son from this life-threatening situation.

Amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd, Empress Zhangsun slowly raised her hand and brought the strangely shaped red box, printed with foreign characters, to her lips.

Slightly tilted.

A stream of white liquid flowed into her mouth through the notch opened by the silver hairpin.

I only took a small sip.

The instant the milk touches the tip of the tongue.

Empress Zhangsun's body stiffened abruptly, as if she had been frozen in place by a spell.

The palace servants in the main hall were so frightened that they stopped breathing, staring intently at the Empress's face.

next second.

To everyone's astonishment, Empress Zhangsun closed her eyes, then swallowed the first sip, and then tilted her head back to drink the second sip!

boom!

It was as if a firework exploded in Empress Zhangsun's mind.

It's so slippery! So clean!

In the Tang Dynasty palace, the imperial kitchen would also supply the finest cow and sheep milk from the grasslands every day, which would be cooked into milk pudding or cheese with various precious spices.

Even the most skilled imperial chefs of the Tang Dynasty could not completely remove the natural gamey smell from cow and sheep milk.

But at this moment, a mouthful of white liquid slid down her throat.

There was no fishy smell at all, and no gamey odor whatsoever.

The texture is incredibly smooth, with a pure sweetness, like glacial meltwater mixed with dew from a hundred flowers, flowing down the throat and soothing the entire body.

This is no ordinary milk; it's like the nectar from the Queen Mother of the West's Jade Pool!

Empress Zhangsun put down the milk carton in her hand and slowly opened her eyes.

She didn't speak immediately, but kept her mouth closed and carefully tasted the lingering flavor on her tongue three times over.

The bitterness without anesthetic.

It lacks the spiciness of strong liquor.

There is no astringent sensation that irritates the throat or stomach.

There was nothing there, only the purest sweetness and vitality.

Empress Zhangsun let out a long breath, and her tense back finally relaxed completely.

She lowered her head and looked at the little girl, who was staring at her longingly and swallowing hard.

Empress Zhangsun's face finally softened with warmth. She bent down and put the red box back into her daughter's two small, white hands.

"It is indeed an excellent elixir."

She patted her daughter's head and said softly, "Drink slowly, don't choke."

The moment those four words were uttered.

The palace servants in the main hall, who were almost suffocating, collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, like drowning people finally surfacing.

The Empress essentially risked her own life to pave the way for the princess from this unknown and perilous path!

Little Sizi held the red box she had lost and found, but she didn't immediately swallow it as she had before.

The little guy looked down at the remaining liquid in the box.

Then, she did something that surprised everyone.

Little Sizi stood on tiptoe, struggling to lift the heavy box with her two little arms, and handed it to Empress Zhangsun again.

"Mother can drink it too."

The little one tilted its head back, its pure, large eyes showing no trace of selfishness in protecting its food, only the most genuine earnestness: "The fairy brother gave it to me, and I'll share half with Mommy!"

As soon as those words were spoken...

The tension and oppression that had lingered in the main hall were instantly washed away by a tremendous warmth.

Qinglan, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly lowered her head, bit her lip tightly, and tears fell down her face. She secretly wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeve.

Empress Zhangsun's eyes instantly reddened.

She didn't laugh; a strong pang of sorrow welled up in her eyes.

In this deep palace, having witnessed countless acts of intrigue and fratricide under imperial power, the daughter's innocent words, "Give half to Mother," are a thousand times more precious than the celestial dew itself.

"If Mother won't drink, Sizi will drink it himself."

Empress Zhangsun knelt down, cupped her daughter's face in her hands, gently kissed her forehead, and pushed the carton of milk back into her arms.

When she stood up, Empress Zhangsun's eyes had regained the decisive and ruthless look she usually had when she ruled the harem.

"Qinglan."

"This servant is here!"

"Go and bring over the small sandalwood box with a mythical beast design that His Majesty bestowed upon you the other day, and empty all the jewels inside."

Empress Zhangsun pointed to the pink lollipop on the table and the watermelon rind left over from last night, her voice resounding.

"From this day forward, all the 'celestial treasures' bestowed by heaven and the leftover 'celestial shells' shall be sealed in a box."

"Anyone who even glances at it without my and His Majesty's permission is guilty of a capital offense!"

Empress Zhangsun took a deep breath and looked up at the sky outside the window.

From the accidental watermelon feeding incident to today's precise milk lollipop landing, this is no longer a coincidence.

She's going to take a gamble.

"Imperial decree of the Empress."

"Today, I hereby relinquish all palace duties and will not step out of the Lizheng Hall even once."

Empress Zhangsun's gaze was intense, her eyes burning with unprecedented anticipation and certainty.

She will personally stay here all day.

She wanted to see if that "fairy brother" in the heavens was really watching over her daughter every moment!