Hearing about his own tragic death, the little fat boy seemed very calm.
Compared to his previous crying, he was now curled up in a small basin, so quiet that he seemed to have died a long time ago.
On the contrary, Wu Zhonghe struggled violently after hearing this.
But the greater his reaction, the more the Fourth Prince hated him.
"Gulp, gulp."
The crowd suddenly quieted down, and the sound of the little fat boy's bubbles seemed particularly loud.
He didn't care how many people were watching him, nor did he care whether what he did was weird or not.
The fat baby tried his best to speak to Wu Zhonghe: "Daban, it's okay, you will live well. After the fish is gone, everything will return to normal. Although the fish will not appear again, we have seen it in other worlds, so this is good. Don't be afraid."
He seemed to be talking.
Everyone realized this very clearly.
Tears of blood flowed from Wu Zhonghe's eyes, and the little fat boy even tried hard to shake his fins twice to show him.
This was the code they had agreed upon, meaning to be good.
Silly fish, how can a fish say "be good" to a human?
The eyes of several princes were all on the little fat boy, mostly with scrutiny.
I have to admit that this golden fish looks like it jumped out of a painting.
There is absolutely no such fat fish in the world.
Well, being fat is one reason.
He is really lovable and cute, and his bright appearance is enough to bewitch every Dazhao person.
Fish's eyes are lifeless, but this one is different. His eyes are like windows to the soul.
He showed his emotions to everyone without hesitation.
For example, at this time, several princes actually saw the meaning of comfort and coaxing in a fish.
Otoko's look made Yu so sad that the little fat boy had to ignore him. He saw a familiar face among the crowd.
"Uncle Wang~" The fat baby, trying to find joy in the midst of hardship, blew bubbles at the sixth and seventh princes.
Yan Chang's stomach trembled.
He had an inexplicable urge to touch the fish.
"What are you still standing there for?" the Fourth Prince said viciously.
The fact that his words received no response undoubtedly made him feel extremely bad.
He stared at the little fat boy as if he wanted to eat him alive.
The little fat boy looked back at him without any avoidance.
Yu Yu is going to die today.
I talked about stewing fish many times, but it was not my father who ate it the first time, but he could still have a little.
When you think about it this way, it’s not so bad.
The little fat boy thought happily that maybe in a sense, he would be with his father forever.
The palace servants moved forward a little slowly, but the Sixth Prince Yan Chang stood in front of them.
"Sixth brother, what are you doing?" The fourth prince narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth.
Yan Chang grinned and said, "It's nothing. This fish and I are destined to be together. Fourth brother, please take it home and raise it for me."
Yan Rong could only hear the name "Fourth Brother" in front of his father.
A tit-for-tat atmosphere spread, but the fat kid who was being fought over was completely unaware of it. At this moment, he had already put his life and death aside.
Instead, he watched with joy as the Fourth Prince suffered a setback.
Only the occasional twitch of his tail revealed his worried mood.
He was worried that his companion would die.
It is known that when the fish dies everything will return to normal.
Now Otomo is dying, and Gungun and Sanjiayan are arguing fiercely.
Question: What method should fish choose to die faster?
It’s a pity that the little fat cub’s scales suddenly became much darker because he couldn’t see his father anymore.
Someone quietly added some water to his drink.
The fat baby, who was lost in thought, did not notice that the palace servants around him glanced at him from time to time.
The situation between Yan Rong and Yan Chang was tense, and the Fourth Prince refused to give in. Today's events were all caused by this fish, and he must eat him!
"Who do you think you are? Even among princes, there are distinctions between high and low!" The fourth prince took off his mask.
Yan Chang's expression froze. His mother had passed away early, and all he relied on was his father's favor.
But how can this little love compare to the pillow whisper every night?
Despite being humiliated like this, Yan Chang stood in front of the little fat boy as if he had taken root.
The fat figure, at this moment, looks extremely majestic.
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