The little fat boy said goodbye to everyone who were reluctant to leave and whose faces were flushed with excitement. He looked at the queen who was quietly wiping away her tears.
He stood on tiptoe and touched her belly.
Under the queen's surprised eyes, he gently pressed his cheek against her belly.
"Yu'er..." Jiang Shuhui couldn't help but called out.
The little fat boy didn't answer her. He seemed to be talking to himself, or as if he was talking to the queen.
"After ten months of pregnancy, blood is connected. Mother has worked so hard. Yu'er doesn't remember what happened before. I think that must have made me sad."
"Don't cry anymore, fish have hearts made of flesh too."
The little fat boy stuck to the queen's belly. He wondered if the fish came out from there.
The fish is fat and delicious. It must have been very hard for my mother to give birth to me.
The little fat boy originally wanted to tell his mother, no matter what, I see your love for me.
How could he, who was so perceptive, not see that the queen was working for him in a self-deprecating manner?
Occasionally, the companions let slip that the queen liked luxury.
But the queen that Yu'er saw ate simple meals and wore cotton and linen clothes.
She has suffered enough, raw fish have suffered, don't make her cry again.
The little fat boy thought darkly, could it be that the fish loves to cry because the queen loves to cry?
The queen's chest kept rising and falling, and she finally ignored her manners and burst into tears: "Mother was wrong."
It's very loud, just as loud as a fish.
The fat baby was absolutely certain that his crying must be because of his mother.
Today is also a day of passing the buck, just like Your Majesty.
Yunxiang and Yuzhu, with tears in their eyes, supported the queen who was about to faint from crying, and waved goodbye to the little fat boy.
Waving is really silly, but the little prince likes it.
The people in Huaqing Palace were used to it.
The little fat boy who was walking away slowly had tears in his eyes, as if someone was crying for him.
The fat baby felt something and murmured, "The fish agrees too, right?"
Wen Hui followed the little prince like a wooden man. He was not surprised to see his younger brother talking to himself.
Because Hui'er often does this.
The little fat boy's steps became lighter and lighter, and he even started jumping and skipping at the end.
Wen Hui's eyes widened, and he quickly followed: "Brother is so happy!"
The little fat boy's face gradually turned red: "I didn't!"
No happiness, absolutely not.
Wen Hui said nothing, just smiled secretly.
The little fat cub pounced on his prey like a hungry tiger, using his weight advantage to suppress Wen Hui and successfully took the dominant position.
The two children laughed and played for a while, and Wen Hui suddenly asked, "Brother, why do you give them gold?"
He remembered that his brother loved gold the most.
The little fat boy tilted his head and blurted out, "Mobilize their enthusiasm?"
Wen Hui was confused, and the little fat boy burst into laughter.
After laughing, he explained, "Hui Hui people know that people with skills will hide them. Farmers come here with enough skills to have a good future. Fish first fight, then treat people with courtesy. As the saying goes, when there is a big reward, there will always be brave men."
"Besides, everyone wants to be seen. So, the fish see them~"
The little fat boy spoke in a confusing way. He understood some of the words but didn't know how to express them.
After many twists and turns, fortunately Wen Hui understood a little.
"Brother, I think His Majesty is not as good as you."
The fat baby is proud of the emperor. His biggest worry is that he cannot govern the country well. He really wants to be an emperor like his father.
Unexpectedly, in Huihui's heart, Yu'er is more powerful than his father!
The fat baby puffed up his face all of a sudden and straightened his back.
If he hadn't been in the carriage, he would have jumped up.
The little guy sat with his hands behind his back, cleared his throat twice, and said modestly, "No, no."
Wen Hui looked at him, covering his mouth and laughing.
Because my brother’s mouth is almost reaching the sky.
"Hui Hui, I am going to give you a task now." The little fat boy said seriously.
Wen Hui immediately replied, "I will not refuse even if I die."
Jiang Yuanxing smiled as he heard them addressing him as "I" and "subjects".
"I know you have a photographic memory. So, come to the farm often to help me record it. Well, it would be best if I could see if those methods are effective. After all, practice is the only criterion for testing truth!"
Fatty Baby did think that Wen Hui had many good qualities, but he saw that Wen Hui stayed at home all day studying, so he just wanted to ask him to go out for a walk.
Eight years old is a good time to have fun^_^.
The little fat boy said so.
He didn't feel at all that he was worse than Wen Hui.
"Brother, how do you know?" Wen Hui stared, very puzzled.
The little fat boy replied nonchalantly: "I discovered it the first time I went to your house!"
The fool Wen Hui could remember everything, but those memories were too confusing for him to distinguish them.
Wen Hui's straight waist suddenly collapsed, his eyes turned red, and it seemed that tears would burst out in the next second.
How many times do I have to look at him, how much do I have to care about him, before I can see what he is hiding from the clues?
After he recovered from his illness, the misery and sorrow his mother experienced when raising him remained as clear as a picture in Wen Hui's mind.
He still vividly remembered the time when he was bullied as a fool.
Wen Hui always thinks about it, so he likes to be alone, so he cannot forgive his biological father.
He recalled all the details of his brother's time with him and was surprised to find that the little fat boy had always been accommodating and taking care of him.
"I would never regret serving Your Highness, even if it means nine deaths." Wen Hui replied with a trembling voice and choked sobs.
When the little fat boy saw him crying, he thought, it turns out that fish like to cry, not only because of his mother, but everyone around him likes to cry.
Well, my father also shed tears.
The fish saw it.
The fat baby, who doesn't feel like he's done anything, has been silently healing others.
The innocent heart never changes.
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The fat baby returned to the palace with a lot of gains after going out and ran to the Zichen Palace.
Xiao Yuan must not have eaten yet, he is waiting for Yuer!
When they arrived at the Purple Palace, the little fat boy decided to give the emperor a surprise, and he asked all the palace people to leave.
In the quiet night, there was only the sound of the fat baby's breathing.
The little fat boy patted his belly as he walked, indicating that he was really hungry.
In the silent and empty Zichen Palace, a series of extremely loud thumping sounds were heard.
It's like patting a big, round, ripe watermelon.
The little fat boy took a deep breath and was about to shout, "The fish are hungry!"
Wu Daban, who had heard the noise, came out with a gloomy face. "You dare to play Cuju in front of His Majesty? Bang, bang, bang! You're killing yourself! Even we wouldn't dare to be so arrogant. You're relying on the young crown prince's favor and are so bold."
Fat baby:?
Don’t talk nonsense!
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