Da Qin: the Three-Year-Old Little Ancestor, the First Emperor Loved Him Like Crazy

Outside Xianyang City, Qin Shihuang picked up a three-year-old baby in the thundering wilderness on his eastward patrol. The little milk baby's eyes were big and bright, and when he opened his mouth, he made a milky sound: "Father... Father? An'an... Are you hungry?" The First Emperor's face was as cold as iron: "I don't have such a daughter." However—— The moment she was carried into the chariot, the torrential rain for days suddenly stopped, and colorful auspicious clouds appeared in the sky. She sneezed in Xianyang Palace, and the drought in Guanzhong disappeared, and the crops rose three inches overnight. She cried loudly to the Xiongnu on the border map. The Xiongnu Chanyu unexpectedly fell from his horse and retreated three hundred miles across the line! All civil and military officials in the court knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty! This girl is a blessing from heaven! The destiny of our country, the Qin Dynasty, depends on this girl!" The First Emperor stuffed the baby into his dragon robe without any expression: "You are not allowed to look at my An'an. Everyone, please step aside." Fusu smiled for the first time: "Sister An An, come here, elder brother will peel chestnuts for you." Meng Tian knelt down on one knee and said, "I am willing to use my life to protect the little prince." Zhao Gao shivered in the corner - because this little baby would cry every time he looked at him, and every time she cried, he would be in bad luck. Everyone thought this was just an auspicious little doll blessed by God. It wasn't until the day of Mount Tai's consecration, when all the visions of heaven and earth appeared, and nine layers of auspiciousness came to the world, that they truly understood—— This soft and glutinous little dumpling is the eternal foundation of the Qin Dynasty and the end of all Qing history!