The light and shadow swayed, and in a place where no one could see, the sky quickly retreated.
The little fat boy's action did not cause them to be surprised or suspicious. After all, this was not the first time that the young master had done this.
It’s just a little strange. They didn’t avoid them in the past, but today they want them to retreat.
Maybe the prince has grown up and knows how to avoid people.
Thinking of this, several top-ranked secret guards felt quite relieved.
It's not easy.
The little fat boy sat on the chair for a while, then jumped down and stretched out his hands.
Gently touch the blackened skin of the grain seeds.
In an instant, the dark skin fell off, leaving only the vital grain seeds.
The light flickered, making it impossible to see the little fat boy's face clearly.
I could only see him standing there in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
“Lifespan is so important…”
The little fat boy muttered to himself, stroking the grain seeds that were full of vitality.
What made him think this?
It was he who brought his companion to the zoo to meet Mo Xiao, Fei Tu and the others, and it was Mo Xiao's words about the wound from the past.
The clever fat baby immediately came up with an idea.
He thought, since he could even cure Mo Xiao's injuries, could he cure these sweet potatoes and corns?
Although that was the reward Ding Ding gave him, Fat Baby knew that those rewards were also dependent on his lifespan.
Ding Ding loved him, so she had given him the right to mobilize power a long time ago.
The fat baby had done this more than once, so this time it seemed effortless for him to mobilize his vitality.
He guessed that his lifespan might have an effect on these things, it was an intuitive feeling.
But the little fat boy kept it in for a few days and didn't think about it.
Because the later he finds out, the less likely he is to discover it.
Fish need a lifespan to survive, and grains also need a lifespan to survive.
Perhaps once upon a time, fish were willing to sacrifice themselves.
But now, the little fat boy is very unwilling.
He has a father, a grandmother, and... a mother, and the love of many, many people.
He wanted to stay with these people and didn't want to sacrifice his own life.
The little fat boy still remembered that Emperor Mingxi was very concerned about his life and tried his best to gain benefits for him.
If I were to give away my life so casually, would I be doing justice to my hard-working father?
After working on the mission for so long, seeking so many benefits, and receiving ten years of gifts, he still hasn't broken through the thirty-year mark.
Just to stimulate the vitality of a few seeds of grain cost him two days of his life.
In the memory of college student Yu'er, these grain varieties often yield thousands of kilograms per mu.
Next year, if there is another problem, do we still have to stimulate the vitality of the fish one by one?
Even if you suck it dry it won't work.
The little fat boy shuddered at the thought of his life being sucked dry and turning from a fat fish into a dried fish.
Ding Ding said that when something is abnormal, there must be something wrong.
Moreover, the little fat boy always felt that recent events were particularly strange, as if some things were deliberately targeting him.
It’s not entirely correct to say it’s happened recently; it must have been like this from the beginning.
The turning point seemed to come from my father and later from Ding Ding.
The more he thought about it, the deeper he went, and he became obsessed for a while, until a severe pain in his head forcibly cut off his thoughts.
Just like every time he thought deeply about it before, it either made him forget or caused him pain.
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When the pain subsided, the little fat boy's eyes, which were always bright, were filled with tears.
He felt that he was not free at all.
The fish had read books and knew a line from a poem: "The sea is wide enough for fish to leap, the sky is high enough for birds to fly."
He is also a fish, but he cannot jump around at will.
His freedom is freedom within limits.
He cannot even have the thought of what others do not want him to think.
Even though he was confused, the little fat boy knew that he was not welcome.
It is not tolerated by the world.
When will my body be free and my mind be free from constraints?
It’s really hard to live.
The little fat boy stood up and walked outside. Thanks to his order, the place was empty.
The silence was eerily quiet.
He picked up the sweet potato he had cured and looked at it for a long time.
He is not alone, never has been.
Whether it was smallpox, my father's illness, or any other event, the life span of the fish had to be used to fill the gap.
Once or twice, the little fat boy didn't mind.
But when he and his father worked together to save up their lifespans, and held them firmly in their own hands.
Weird things suddenly started happening more and more, and the little fat boy had to pay something for everything.
If he didn't use up his lifespan, that thing would drop a fireball from the sky and burn him to death.
They would also destroy the grain seeds he had found for the people.
That’s so bad!
He, Yan Chengyu, would never fall for such a scheme.
Thinking of this, the little fat boy took a vicious bite of the sweet potato in his hand.
Uncultivated sweet potatoes have a slightly astringent taste, but after a careful sip, they have a sweet aftertaste. (I made this up)
The fruits in the palace were all carefully selected, and each one was plump and sweet. The little fat boy had never tasted this kind of flavor before, and his eyes widened as he ate.
"Candied sweet potatoes, dried sweet potatoes, sweet potato noodles... wow"
These were the words 1002 had said to him, and thanks to his exceptional memory, he remembered them so clearly.
Even though 1002 hadn't shown him any pictures, he had already created pictures in his mind.
At this moment, the little fat boy's thoughts were completely divided. On the one hand, his life was in his own hands, and on the other hand, it was delicious, so delicious.
The original drama of deep hatred and bitterness was disrupted by him, and nothing was left.
After a while, in Zichen Palace.
"Father, save me--" the voice was mournful.
The emperor, holding the scroll, did not even raise his eyes: "Noisy."
The little fat boy was lying on the bed with his bulging belly, sprawled out, calling out.
He didn't pay attention when he was eating and ate all the sweet potatoes in one go. Now his stomach is bloated.
Lying in bed, unable to move.
After hearing the news, the emperor hurried over and came to the conclusion that the patient had eaten too much.
His expression was not very good.
No matter what the little fat boy said, he ignored him.
He just focused on the book in his hands, not even glancing away.
The little fat boy, who had never suffered such cold treatment, racked his brains to attract the emperor's attention. After thinking about it, his eyes lit up.
"Father, I'm going to tell you a secret that only the two of us know."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Mingxi glanced at him and said, "Go ahead."
"Come sit over here and I'll tell you."
The emperor only regarded this as his way of acting coquettishly, and seeing him like this, he did not refuse.
The two of them slowly moved closer, and the little fat boy leaned on the emperor's shoulder: "Father, someone wants to harm Yu'er."
"I know."
"The grain seeds are exchanged for the fish's lifespan."
Emperor Mingxi closed his eyes and said slowly, "I guessed it."
After all, he is a child. Even though he knows that the world is malicious towards him, he still wants to eat.
Is it like a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger, or is it because he has something to rely on?
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