It's spring again.
It was a chilly spring day, with rumbling thunders, a gloomy sky, and a drizzle of rain.
It's a day off today, no need to go to court.
However, the little fat boy had long been accustomed to such court meetings day after day. He sat alone on the high platform, watching people leave one by one.
The small figure huddled beside the bed, the rumbling sound of spring thunder covering up the subtle sobs.
He would rather go to court, as the hustle and bustle would make him feel numb and immersed.
This way I won’t think about anything related to my father.
He didn't want to see his grandmother, let alone his mother.
Because you have to hide yourself, it's easy to feel tired.
Ever since that day when the little fat boy figured out how he should treat the people close to him, he has been trying to do it.
But the effect was not satisfactory, and it was difficult to reappear the bright smile on his face.
No matter how hard you try to smile, it's just a forced smile.
The fat baby practiced for a long time holding the bronze mirror, but no matter what, there was always a deep sadness in his eyes.
It made him laugh in a weird way.
The deliberate connection and strong psychological suggestion made the little fat boy subconsciously try to smile when he arrived at the Empress Dowager's palace.
I want to snuggle in my grandmother’s arms and act like a spoiled child like I used to.
But before he could force a smile, the Empress Dowager burst into tears and stroked his face.
She said in a plaintive voice, "If Yu'er doesn't want to laugh, then don't laugh."
After returning to the Zichen Palace, the little fat boy held the bronze mirror and looked at it for a long time.
He wanted to tell his grandmother that he was not unwilling, but he could no longer be as pure as before.
There was a huge mountain pressing down on his heart, making it hard for the little fat boy to breathe.
The face of the person in the mirror is not thin. I wonder if God is particularly fond of this face, making his time stop here.
The little guy's face has never lost any fat, but no one can tell the life from such a cute face.
It’s a tough time in the world, and the fish already know it.
Even after having hope, it is like a small boat drifting in the wind and waves, groping forward amidst the storm, lightning and thunder.
The soul can only walk alone, traveling alone on the sea, looking for a lighthouse in its heart.
As time went by, the boat became more and more dangerous, and the water had already spread to the cabin.
The lighthouse that can never be touched almost makes people exhausted.
The little fat boy's cries were so suppressed, because his companions had already worried about him, and he could not and dared not make those around him worry anymore.
Thanks to 1002, he tried every possible means, went to jail several times, and stole many good things.
All these good things went into the little fat boy's stomach. In this extremely quiet and dark night, he could see everything clearly without turning on a lamp.
The little fat boy stretched his legs, shook them twice, found his shoes, and tiptoed to the table.
The white paper unfolded, and the only sound was the rustling of spring silkworms gnawing on mulberry leaves.
Xiao Yuan, Zhan Xin'an.
The fish are resting today which is great as it means I don’t have to get up at 4am anymore.
Four o'clock is the concept of time that fish use to describe.
But for some reason, the fish had no interest in such a happy thing.
When the letter reached this point, the little fat boy paused heavily, and thick black ink seeped out.
He simply treated this piece of paper as waste, crumpled it up, and started writing again.
Xiaoyuan, Yuer misses you very much. It thundered outside today, but I’m not afraid at all!
The fish eat well and sleep well.
Especially since it’s a day off today, the little emperor can have fun.
The little fat boy wrote these vivid and exciting words word by word with an expressionless face.
The moonlight shines through the cracks in the tiles, generously casting a shadow on him.
Under the silvery moonlight, he looked as lifeless as a jade carving.
It was still dark and the little fat boy was feeling sleepy again. He lay down on the table and fell into a deep sleep.
I don’t know what he dreamed about, but there was a sincere smile on his chubby little face, so soft and cute.
The night was dormant, and after a while, some subtle noises were heard.
The fluffy touch brushed against the little fat cub's face. It seemed to hesitate for a moment, then its huge body crouched down, lying on its side, completely covering the little fat cub.
The warm body dispelled the spring chill for the fat baby.
He unconsciously pressed closer, muttering, "Fei Tu..."
The body pressed against him stiffened, and soon began to make snoring sounds, as if trying to coax him, and seemed very happy.
"Roar——" Feitu squeezed out a slight sound from his throat, and it was not difficult to hear the joy in it.
The black owl's sharp claws scratched the white tiger's butt fiercely. If it weren't for the little fat cub beside it, the majestic white tiger would have jumped up and bit off its wings.
Bai Zhui ignored the fight between the two of them. He found the best position, snorted comfortably, and then lay on the ground.
After Mo Xiao and Fei Tu finished their quarrel, he was shocked to find that his cub was squeezed tightly by the two tigers, with only a white and tender little face left to breathe.
The black owl's feathers exploded, like a big fluffy ball of hair.
He wanted to jump on the two white tigers and scratch them until their heads were bleeding.
The sense of security made the little fat cub breathe slowly and evenly. Mo Xiao was furious for a long time before he stretched out his neck in disappointment and put his huge head on the little fat cub's face.
He was also very considerate and didn't press the little fat boy's nose, and then he made a satisfied "chirp" sound.
"Ugh—it hurts." The palace maids all knew that when the young prince was resting, no one could go in and disturb him unless he summoned them.
So when the little fat cub woke up in a daze, he first felt stiff and painful all over his body. He took a breath out of habit, and the fluffy and dense down feathers were inhaled into his nasal cavity.
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