The Fourth Prince was choked by what he said, and for a moment he could not find a reason to refute it.
He had a vague doubt in his heart, would Yan Jiyuan speak like this?
However, with revenge for the dog being snatched before him, the Fourth Prince stopped thinking and just sticking his head in was not enough. Relying on his small stature, he also stuffed in a hand and reached out with great effort to grab the dog.
"Give it back to me, give it back to me."
"No, no!"
"Dog thief!"
"I stole it with my own ability, do you have the ability to take it back?"
The hole in the wall, which had been in disrepair for a long time, could not withstand such strenuous pulling, especially since the Fifth Prince and his palace servants also began to join the battle.
The clever crown prince took advantage of the terrain and easily won the battle for the dog.
Neither side was willing to give up, and the bricks made a sound of being unable to bear the weight, as if they would collapse at any moment.
The lion dog's eyes were filled with tears after being torn apart by them, and the little fat cub secretly joined the battle when his father was not paying attention.
The dilapidated wall could no longer hold up and collapsed.
Bricks were scattered all over the ground. The crown prince was thin, but a head taller than the little fat boy.
While he was fighting for it, he actually had the time to cover the little fat kid.
Although some of his flesh was not covered, the bricks did not hit him at all, but only hit Yan Jiyuan on the head and face.
It also affected the fourth and fifth princes.
The strong smell of blood rushed into the nose of the little fat baby, and the baby, who was protected tightly by his father, hurriedly scratched it away.
"Daddy..." The Crown Prince's forehead, face, back, and exposed arms were all covered with scars, especially the wound on the back of his hand, which was so deep that the bone was visible.
Yan Jiyuan said nothing. The Fourth Prince, having just scratched his hand, started yelling and cursing at the palace servants: "You little dog slaves, you little bastard slaves! I'm going to complain to Mother and have you all beaten to death."
The palace maid knelt on the ground trembling and begging for mercy.
The little fat boy looked at his father who was covered in wounds, and then at the Fourth Prince who cried out in pain every time his skin was broken.
For the first time, he felt that the gap between people was so huge.
No one cares about Xiao Yuan after he was smashed to pieces like this.
The fat baby wanted to cry, but now was not the time to cry.
In this world, Xiao Yuan is not the emperor, and Yu'er is not the number one prince in the world. They are all small grasses huddled in the corner, growing wildly.
The most urgent task is to treat Xiao Yuan's wound.
Yan Jiyuan's face turned pale with pain, but when he saw the little fat boy crying, he didn't even dare to make a sound.
He raised the corner of his mouth, smiled and said, "I'm fine, I'll be fine in a few days."
The little fat boy wiped away his tears hastily and dragged the crown prince away with tearful eyes. The lion dog followed beside them.
"Fourth brother, they are going to run away!" The fifth prince poked the fourth prince who was teaching a palace servant a lesson, and the fourth prince turned his head and took a look.
"Stop! Who allowed you to leave?" He rolled up his sleeves and walked over arrogantly. He said to the palace servants, "Hold down the prince!"
When the palace servants did not move, he remembered the rumors in the palace and ordered the fifth prince: "Go and get the lion dog back."
"Hey, little fatty, I'm talking to you, can't you hear me?" He swaggered over.
At this time, the crown prince had fainted from the pain.
The little fat boy was so anxious that he was spinning around. Seeing that the Fourth Prince was still making trouble, he looked at him fiercely and said, "Will you get out of the way?"
Even a rabbit will bite when it is angry, let alone a tiger cub.
The Fourth Prince was frightened by him, but he still said with his neck stiff, "I won't let you go!"
The fat baby didn't waste time talking to him and pounced on the fourth prince like a hungry tiger, pinning him down.
The Fourth Prince, who had never expected this move, felt dizzy and screamed, but could not break free from the little fat boy's control.
"Pa pa pa." Waves of burning pain came from my butt.
It took the Fourth Prince a while to react, his face flushing. "You, you! What are you doing?"
"Get out, get out now!" The little fat boy didn't say any nonsense. After spanking the boy, he started punching and kicking him. The fourth prince was stunned by the beating and cried loudly with his mouth pouting.
His strength was not in vain. He picked up the Fourth Prince and pushed him to the palace servants. The fat boy turned around and looked at the Fifth Prince gloomily.
As the most favored prince in the palace, the Fifth Prince had never experienced anything like this. His Fourth Brother was even more of a bully in the palace, and now that he had been beaten so harshly, the Fifth Prince was completely terrified.
He held the lion dog in his arms and stared blankly. Every time the little fat cub took a step forward, he took a step back.
The fat boy, his heart and eyes filled with resentment, did not let him go. He pushed him down, took back the lion dog viciously, and slapped the fifth prince twice.
The Fifth Prince, whose head was buzzing and cheeks were swollen from the beating, cried uncontrollably: "Why are you hitting me, wuwuwu..."
The fat baby didn't even look back and dragged his father to the Queen's Palace.
Dad was very pitiful when he was a child. When he was injured, there was no medicine to treat him, so he had to go find Doctor Zhao, even though they didn’t know each other now.
But Grandpa Zhao is a good man.
But he had no idea that the palace today was completely different from the palace in the future, and the journey to find medicine would not be easy.
Accompanied by the fifth prince: "Wuwuwu." The sound of crying and wailing.
And the Fourth Prince, who was covering his butt, his face full of shame and anger, and gritting his teeth.
There were palace maids kneeling and trembling on the side, and the little fat boy left openly.
If the four-year-old father were still awake, he would probably tremble in fear in front of the powerful little fat boy.
After all, who could have imagined that a soft and sticky white ball could have such a skillful ability to beat people?
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