Chapter 211 He couldn't let the little princess cry
"Wow, mynah bird is so handsome!"
Wanwan's eyes lit up when she saw the mynah bird washed clean and changed into clean clothes.
Hearing the praise from the little kid, Xiao Lingzhou scratched his head shyly.
The boat docked soon.
Yu Bo, the old man who went fishing with Xiao Lingze, looked at Xiao Lingzhou who had changed into clean clothes and almost didn't recognize him.
Yu Bo: "Azhou, why did you change your clothes? And who are they..."
Xiao Lingzhou said: "Yu Bo, my father and my brother and sister came to see me."
Yu Bo set his eyes on the man in white in the middle. Looking at the man's temperament, he felt that this person was not an ordinary person.
Yu Bo widened his eyes in surprise and said, "It's really your father!"
Xiao Lingzhou nodded.
Yu Bo: "But didn't your brother say that both of you brothers lost your parents and died a long time ago?"
After hearing this, the father who should have died long ago said: "..."
Tan Wei didn't expect to meet His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince here, and the Seventh Prince was even saying that his father had died a long time ago.
Seeing that His Majesty was angry, Tan Wei quickly asked someone to bring the old man ashore.
After getting ashore, Xiao Lingzhou jumped onto the fishing boat next to him.
"Eighth brother, what are you doing?" Xiao Moqing asked.
Xiao Lingzhou picked up the fish caught today in his hand and said slowly: "I... take the fish."
This was something he caught with great difficulty after getting up early.
The Great Tyrant: "..."
Yu Bo on the shore said: "This is the fish that Azhou caught early in the morning. The mandarin fish in this season is the most plump!"
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Xiao Lingzhou and the "killer" brother live in a bamboo house in the suburbs.
According to what the seventh brother said, a bamboo house is suitable for the residence of a cold-blooded killer.
The bamboo house is not big, but it has everything.
The great tyrant walked into the bamboo house, looked at the furnishings in the house, and couldn't help but sneered: "Wang County Magistrate is really tired of living. He actually let my son live in such a place."
"Father, this is not... It has nothing to do with Wang County Magistrate." Xiao Lingzhou remembered his father's smile and the words that life and death are unpredictable, so he quickly explained: "This... This is..."
Xiao Lingzhou wanted to say that this was because the seventh brother threatened Wang County Magistrate, so they could live in such a house.
He wanted to open his mouth to explain, but then he remembered that his seventh brother asked him to keep his mouth shut.
Xiao Lingzhou opened his mouth, feeling awkward. It was not right to say it, nor was it right to not say it.
Wanwan: [Daddy starts again. As the saying goes, when the emperor is far away, the tiger is away and the monkey is king. My seventh brother is a prince, but he is just a small county magistrate. How can he be his opponent?]
[My seventh brother said a few harsh words, and the county magistrate had to obey his words.]
"..." Big tyrant, what this little brat said makes sense.
No wonder every letter said that the two brats were doing well in Hancheng.
It really is true that when the tiger is away, the monkey is king.
"Dad, are you hungry? Let me cook some fish for you. The fish I cook is delicious."
Xiao Lingzhou took the fish from the dark guard and carried it into the kitchen at the back.
The whole thing today was so unbelievable.
Even the secret guards felt that from the moment they saw the Eighth Prince fishing in the river as if he had been kidnapped, to the moment he killed and cooked the fish, the mouth-watering aroma reached their noses.
A group of secret guards were lying in ambush on the tree.
Smelling the aroma coming from the kitchen, their stomachs growled.
"What a nice smell, can you smell it?"
"I smell it, it's the smell of braised mandarin fish. I can eat four bowls of rice."
"I can eat five bowls."
"Hahaha, are you two gluttons?"
"Go to hell, we two are gluttons and what are you? The glutton's accomplice?"
"The glutton's accomplice wants to eat grilled fish, is anyone interested?"
"I..."
...
Fugui sat on a tree branch, listening to several secret guards discussing sending two people to grill fish. He was not interested. He bit a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, his eyes fixed on the little milk ball who was standing on a stool in the kitchen washing radishes not far away.
Suddenly, someone patted his shoulder. He heard the guard beside him ask him, "They are going to send two people to grill fish. Do you want to go, Fugui?"
Fugui said, "No, I have to guard the princess."
"Okay, then we will bring you one. If you have any questions, give the command and we will come quickly."
"Yes." Fugui nodded.
"Don't you think Fugui is watching the little princess too often? I see that he has been looking at the little princess almost all day."
"What do you know? The little princess is so cute. If I were the little princess's guard, I would not take my eyes off her."
Watching too often?
Fugui recalled their words, because he didn't know when the little princess would suddenly die. He witnessed her death countless times with his own eyes.
Since he became conscious, he has witnessed the death of the little princess with his own eyes in different identities.
Her shortest life was when she was strangled to death by an old woman not long after she was born. Her longest life
was when she reached the age of 15. When the enemy troops were approaching the city, she swung her sword on the city wall in a red dress.
According to the story, he was an unknown cannon fodder in every stage of her life.
She didn't know him, but he witnessed her death every time.
It was because he witnessed her countless deaths that he wanted to save her.
But he was just an unknown supporting role, and he couldn't stop it.
Until that time, he traveled through the body of a murderous bandit.
According to the plot of the previous life, after the little princess was captured and taken to the mountain village, she escaped overnight and fell off a cliff and died.
He didn't want her to die, so he sent someone to send her back. The 14-year-old little princess looked at him in surprise and asked him why.
He didn't say anything. Although the little princess still couldn't escape death after being sent back.
But he gradually found a way to keep her alive in one role after another.
As long as she can prevent every death from happening in the past, she can live.
In the last life, which was the longest time she lived, she was fifteen years old and got married.
In this life, he will also help her and help her escape the last death.
His arm felt faintly hot, and Fugui lowered his head and saw that the familiar red line appeared on his arm again.
He looked at the red line and frowned.
His body is about to come to an end again.
But he was no longer sad. No matter what his next body was, he would always be by her side.
But this body was her exclusive secret guard. If this body died, the little princess would definitely be very sad...
This body was a secret guard with great martial arts skills. How would he die?
He couldn't think of it. The only thing he could do was to die as far away as possible when he died. He couldn't let the little princess cry.
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