I traveled through time and became the Queen of Ancient Dian

"Supplies...what happened?" Baona stood up suddenly, and the kettle slipped from her hand. The crisp sound of the collision was particularly harsh in the silent temple.

She didn't care about the wet corners of her clothes. She grabbed the tribesman who reported the news and asked anxiously, "Tell me clearly!"

"Supplies...are not enough!" The tribesman finally caught his breath, but the words that came out of his mouth were like a heavy hammer, hitting Baona's heart hard.

Without thinking too much, Baona rushed to the supply storage warehouse.

The dry wind carried fine sand, which hurt her cheeks, as if foreshadowing the seriousness of the situation.

Outside the reserve warehouse, the envoy of the Rangsi tribe was pacing back and forth arrogantly, his gorgeous feather headdress swaying gently with his steps, and his face showed undisguised dissatisfaction.

Behind him, several members of the Rangsi tribe were whispering to each other, occasionally letting out a few sarcastic laughs, and the harsh sound drifted away in the wind.

Seeing the cold and stubborn face of Lezheng Materials Manager, Baona's heart sank.

Before he could even open his mouth, the Rangsi tribe envoy spoke up in a sarcastic tone, "Is this how the ancient Dian Kingdom treated their guests? How can they hold such a grand sacrificial ceremony when they can't even guarantee basic supplies?"

The Lezheng supplies manager stood firm, unyielding. "We have already provided sufficient supplies as agreed. It's you who are asking for too much!"

"Too high?" The Rangsi tribe envoy sneered. "We, the Rangsi tribe, have come from afar and deserve the best hospitality! This little bit of supplies wouldn't even satisfy the most ordinary warriors in our tribe!"

Baona was extremely anxious. She stepped forward and said, "Your Excellency the Envoy, we didn't mean to be negligent, but..."

"Just what?" Le Zheng's supplies manager rudely interrupted her. "Just that you're obsessed with trying to please outsiders, completely disregarding our own people! The supplies in the warehouse are running low. If you take more out, what will we do?"

Baona took a deep breath, trying to suppress the anger in her heart, and explained: "Master Le Zheng, the sacrificial ceremony is related to the reputation of our ancient Dian Kingdom. It must not be neglected..."

"Reputation? I think you've been blinded by these outsiders!" Le Zheng, the supplies manager, roared. "For the sake of so-called reputation, are we going to sacrifice our own people?" He waved his hand violently, pointing at the few remaining supplies in the warehouse. "Look! This is all we have left! What else do you want to offer them?"

Baona's eyes fell on the empty warehouse, and her heart felt cold.

The Rangsi tribe envoy snorted coldly, his tone full of threats: "If the Queen of Ancient Dian does not want our Rangsi tribe to lose face, she must provide sufficient supplies as soon as possible!"

"You..." Le Zheng, the material manager, was so angry that he was shaking all over, and his finger was trembling as he pointed at the messenger.

At this moment, a cold voice came from behind everyone: "What happened?"

The cold voice was like a biting cold wind, instantly dispelling the anxiety and anger in the air.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw the Queen of Ancient Dian walking slowly towards them, wearing a black robe with gold trim.

Her face was calm, but her eyes were as sharp as a knife, sweeping across everyone present with unquestionable majesty.

Baona's heart trembled, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, and she hurried forward, "Queen, you've come at the right time. We have a problem with supplies now. The envoy of the Rangsi tribe..."

The Queen of Ancient Dian raised her hand to stop her, then turned her gaze to the envoy from the Rangsi Tribe, her expression in a dignified manner. "Our Ancient Dian Kingdom treats guests with sincerity, and will never allow guests from afar to suffer any injustice. Envoy, I will handle this matter personally."

The envoy of the Rangsi tribe was intimidated by the queen's aura and his arrogance subsided a little, but he still refused to give in. He snorted coldly and turned his head away.

The Queen ignored his attitude and turned to look at Le Zheng, the supplies manager, with a hint of displeasure in her eyes. "Le Zheng, count the supplies in the warehouse and report in detail."

Lezheng's material manager did not dare to delay and started counting immediately after receiving the order.

As he reported, Baona's heart sank little by little.

The supplies in the warehouse were even less than she had imagined. Not only could they not meet the needs of the sacrificial ceremony, but even the daily supplies for the tribe members were a bit difficult to come by.

The tribesmen around began to sigh, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it was hard to breathe.

Looking at the work that had come to a standstill due to material shortages, Baona's heart was filled with guilt and helplessness, as if she was tightly bound by an invisible rope and unable to move.

She knew that the sacrificial ceremony was not only related to the reputation of the ancient Dian Kingdom, but also to the morale of the tribe members. However, it was now in a deadlock again due to material problems.

The air was filled with the smell of dry dust, as if foreshadowing the coming of a greater crisis.

Just then, Baona accidentally caught a glimpse of some inconspicuous sacks piled up in the corner of the warehouse.

She walked over quickly and opened one out of curiosity, and a faint herbal fragrance filled her nose.

She was pleasantly surprised to find that the sack contained pickled dried meat, which was well preserved and completely edible.

She opened several more sacks, and the supplies inside were also sufficient.

"Master Le Zheng!" Bao Na jumped up excitedly, her voice trembling. "Here! There are supplies here!"

The people around gathered around when they heard the noise, and when they saw the mountains of dried meat and pickled vegetables, they all showed expressions of surprise on their faces.

Le Zheng's supplies manager also ran over and looked at the forgotten supplies in the corner with an expression of disbelief on his face.

The Queen of Ancient Dian raised her eyebrows slightly, and a hint of curiosity flashed in her eyes.

She slowly approached, carefully examined the supplies, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

At this moment, the envoy of the Rangsi tribe suddenly exclaimed, "This... How is this possible?"

His eyes were full of disbelief as he stared at the rediscovered supplies in the corner, his expression becoming complicated.

The Queen of Ancient Dian looked at him with a slightly darkened gaze, her tone carrying a hint of amusement, "The envoy seems very interested in our supplies?"

The Rangsi tribe's envoy's face flushed and paled. He hesitated for a long time before forcing a smile. "The ancient Dian Kingdom truly has a profound heritage. I admire it. In that case, to show our Rangsi tribe's sincerity, we are willing to provide some of our tribe's specialty spices and medicinal herbs to help the sacrificial ceremony proceed smoothly."

Baona was a little surprised by his transformation, but she was filled with gratitude afterwards.

She bowed deeply to the messenger and said, "Thank you for your generous help."

The messenger smiled heartily and waved his hand, signaling the tribesmen behind him to move the supplies they brought into the warehouse.

Looking at the warehouse being filled with supplies again, Baona finally felt relieved.

She quickly ran back to the temple and excitedly told the Queen of Ancient Dian the good news.

"Queen, the supply problem has been solved!" Baona's voice was filled with unconcealable joy.

Upon hearing this, the Queen of Ancient Dian showed a relieved smile on her face.

She stood up and walked over to Baona, hugged her gently, and whispered, "You did a good job, Baona."

The two hugged each other and laughed, and the tribesmen around them cheered, and an atmosphere of joy filled the temple.

With the material crisis resolved, preparations for the sacrificial ceremony were back on track. Everyone had a confident smile on their face and was full of anticipation for the successful holding of the ceremony.

However, just as everyone was immersed in joy, the chief priest Weisheng suddenly walked over. He had a serious expression and a stern tone: "Queen, the final review of the ceremony process needs to be carried out as soon as possible." His words were like ice water poured on everyone's heads, and the cheerful atmosphere froze in an instant.

Baona's heart tightened, and an ominous premonition came to her mind...

She took a deep breath, tried to stay calm, and met the scrutinizing gaze of the Chief Priest Weisheng.

"Master Weisheng, I'm ready."