The little fat boy was full, but he still managed to hold up his arms, staring at the emperor with his round eyes without blinking.
If you don't say anything, I'll just keep watching you.
Maybe it was because it was too fatty, or maybe it was because he ate too much and his stomach was too heavy, but he couldn't hold on for long before his fat hands began to tremble.
Emperor Mingxi turned him over calmly, but it was like helping a little turtle turn over with its belly facing up.
He pressed his hand under the fat boy's neck and applied a little force, and the fat boy could not move.
I could only lift my feet in protest.
Oh, and his mouth keeps spouting: "One day I'll make you pay!"
A chubby face, bright eyes, and rosy cheeks.
Little Peach is saying harsh words to her father.
The emperor lowered his eyes and looked at him, but he was extremely calm after hearing these words.
"I have many things I want, such as immortality."
Immortality?
The little fat boy glared.
"I haven't even thought about that." The emperor remained silent because his youngest son seemed to be lost in thought and he hadn't finished speaking.
He had a conflicted look on his face and pulled Emperor Mingxi's hand to put it on his round belly.
He turned his head like a thief: "Xiao Yuan, Ding Ding has fed the fish a lot of food. In ancient times, there was Tang Monk's meat, and now there is fish soup. If father stews me, maybe he can achieve immortality!"
I don’t know if the fish tastes good after being stewed, but it’s a pity that he was stewed and couldn’t drink his own soup.
"I don't eat people." The emperor's breathing stagnated, and his hand that was originally on his bulging belly was suddenly withdrawn.
The little fat boy immediately retorted: "I'm not a human, I'm a fish, a tiger, and a goshawk!"
He was completely brainwashed and actually thought he was an animal spirit.
The emperor was moved, but he was a little amused when he heard him list so many identities.
"As my son said, you are a strange creature?"
It is both a tiger and a human, and even a fish and a hawk have become...
The fat baby, who had not read as many books as the emperor and was much younger than the emperor, could not argue with him.
So he could only lift up his clothes to reveal his white and tender belly: "It doesn't matter what the fish is, what matters is that eating the fish can make you immortal!"
He was even more impatient than the emperor, the real culprit, and could not wait to lift up his clothes to make it easier for Emperor Mingxi to cut him open.
Does the little fat boy not know what death is, or does he not know how terrible it is to let a father kill his own child with his own hands?
He probably didn't understand, because in his eyes, the needs of the emperor came first.
Since you want to live forever, and I happen to have such a possibility.
Eat me and you will get what you want.
His thoughts were so straightforward, without any twists and turns.
Seeing that his father didn't move for a long time, the little fat boy thought for a while and suddenly realized.
The Purple Palace is the emperor's residence, and the bed below is the one my father is used to.
Maybe it's not appropriate to kill fish here.
"Dad, shall we go out and stew fish in Qingyan Pool?" Qingyan Pool is a hot spring, the favorite place for the little fat boy in winter.
After running and jumping around in the palace, you can just soak in the Qingyan Pool for a while and you will be clean.
By the same token, killing fish in a clear smoke pond will not cause any dirt.
The little fat boy struggled to grab the emperor's hand, which was really difficult for a fish with its belly turned upside down.
Emperor Mingxi was silent for a long time, with a dark look in his eyes.
He broke free from the little fat boy, then held his hand again and put it back into the quilt.
With a raise of his hand and a turn over, the fat baby with his belly exposed was wrapped like a silkworm.
The emperor bent his fingers and gently tapped his son's head. "Don't ever say such words to me again. They are undoubtedly cutting my flesh and blood. I would rather lie dead in the wilderness than touch you."
The little fat boy used to be able to lift his feet, but now he can only stretch his head. The fat boy with a fat neck is in trouble, as he can't even stretch his head.
Who is Yu'er doing this for?
It wasn't Xiao Yuan who said he wanted to live forever, he just gave the idea and brought the stewed fish to his mouth.
How great is that!
He even tied up the fish. Humph, Xiao Yuan is so ungrateful.
If 1002 were here, she would tell him and put herself in his shoes.
If you are asked to eat Big Brother’s flesh to get what you want, would you be willing to do it?
It's a pity he's not here.
Don't tell that to the fussy little kid.
"If you don't want to eat it, then don't eat it. Why do you say that you're exposing your body in the wilderness to scare the fish? Don't say that again next time." The fish, which was tied up like a silkworm, had a very tough mouth and didn't feel like a "prisoner" at all.
"I understand." Alas, I gave birth to a little enemy.
It has caused me great harm. I can't do this or that.
As soon as Emperor Mingxi stood up, he felt dizzy and the world was spinning.
He held up his forehead slightly and stood aside quietly for a while. The fat baby couldn't see what he was doing, so he could only call him: "Father? Xiaoyuan! Yan Jiyuan!"
When the dizziness subsided, I could hear Yan Jiyuan's voice in succession.
The emperor clenched his fists, but couldn't help but reward the fat boy with a few chestnuts.
He was beaten so hard that he cried out in pain.
It’s okay to call him Xiao Yuan, but now he’s called by a real name, so what will he be called in the future?
The emperor's heart tightened as he thought of the words that stupid and foolish Ding Ding often said.
Lao Deng.
He knew that the giant steel creatures were called Ding Ding's parents.
If his children learned this, Emperor Mingxi would want to destroy the dynasty.
Emperor Mingxi suppressed a sharp pain in his heart and said hurriedly, "I'm going to change my clothes. Yu'er, please wait here for a moment."
The dark hem of the clothes disappeared from the little fat boy's sight, and the footsteps stopped for a while in the west side hall.
Soon, Wu Zhonghe stood in front of the little fat boy.
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