Chapter 4420 It’s Not Fat, It’s Baby Fat

Qian'er looked at her and said, "Although you can hide your face, you and I are different in stature."

Qian'er is more slender, and her posture is more upright due to martial arts training.

In short, even if you don't look at their faces, you can easily tell them apart based on their body and appearance.

Zhaohui looked down at herself, blushing a little.

As a maidservant to serve the gods, she eats well, sleeps well, and doesn't have to do anything, so she inevitably becomes a little mellower. But it's not that she's fat, but that she's plump and cute.

"I haven't eaten for the past two days, so I should be able to lose weight," she said.

"Even if you don't drink a drop of water these two days, what effect will it have? Don't torment your body." Qian'er thought for a while, "Let's do this. I'll wear more clothes inside these two days and try to keep my body healthy. The figure is similar to yours."

Zhao Hui held her hand happily: "Are you really willing to do this for me?"

Young women all love beauty. On a big occasion like a sacrificial ceremony, it's too late to try to slim down your waist. How can you make yourself look ugly?

Qian'er smiled and said, "Don't look at me like this. I've been fat before. I know how to make myself look fat."

Zhaohui snorted: "I don't call you fat."

"Yes, it's not fat, it's the baby fat of a young girl, the cutest one." Qian'er pinched her cheek smoothly.

"What fat?"

"When you get older, you will miss this kind of fatness." Qian'er stood up with a smile, "Don't sit here in a daze, go back and get ready."

Infected by her calm and peaceful mood, Zhaohui cheered up, jumped off the railing, and ran back to her room.

On the day of the sacrificial ceremony, the servant girls were called up early to change clothes and wash themselves.

In order to serve the gods in the purest state, their breakfast consists of only a glass of water.

Qian'er looked at Qing Shui in front of her and was stunned.

Lian Hua had already picked it up and drank it in one gulp, and sighed: "That's it. Although this is my first time to participate in a sacrifice as a goddess, I have long heard that on the day of the sacrifice ceremony, the goddess is very important. hard."

"How hard is it?"

"The etiquette of the sacrificial ceremony is extremely complicated and lengthy, and you have to constantly recite the goddess' scriptures. Apart from a glass of water in the morning, you can only eat and drink again after the ceremony is over."

"You mean, not only is this a hard day, but you also have to go without food or drink?"

"Is such that."

"This is so tortured." Qian'er thought to herself, this was very similar to the situation on the day a woman got married.

However, on the day of her wedding, with her father, the emperor, and her mother doting on her, she wouldn't have to suffer much, let alone go hungry.

Since she didn't even go hungry when she got married, how could she endure it during the Uzbek tribe's sacrificial ceremony?

She turned around and took out a small bundle from under the pillow, unwrapped it, revealing two round and fat white buns.

Lotus's eyes widened.

"Here," Qian'er took one and gave it to Lianhua.

Lianhua asked in surprise: "Sister Qian'er, where are you from? Did you stay here quietly while eating?"

"No. Oh, there's also this." Qian'er took out two more large, snow-white eggs, "Goose eggs."

Lianhua's jaw almost dropped to the ground.

It would be easy to say that she secretly hid the steamed buns. But these goose eggs are not the food on their table.

In order to be more clean, the maidservants who serve the gods often stop eating meat a month before the sacrificial ceremony. Otherwise, it would be disrespectful and blasphemous to the gods.