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Chapter 800 Heaven wants to destroy me and I will destroy Heaven

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    Fang Jifan hugged Zhu Zaimo.

    My hands were a little sore, so I finally arrived at the new house and ordered someone to get some milk. The child was now older and the milk could only be used as complementary food, so I asked Mr. Wen to make soup.

    Zhu Zaimo kept dozing in Fang Jifan's arms with his body trembling slightly. Finally, when Fang Jifan put him on the couch, he turned around and was about to explain something.

    This Zhu Zaimo actually stood up and stumbled to escape.

    Fang Jifan looked back and saw the little guy stumbling, holding on to the wall, walking step by step. He was happy and sat down: "Come on, come on, you run, you run, I'll give you half an hour first."

    Zhu Zaimo was still holding on to the wall unwillingly, panting.

    Fang Jifan raised his feet and waited slowly.

    " But Zhu Zaimo reached the threshold. The threshold was high. It's a high school, so of course the threshold must be high.  No matter what, he couldn't turn over, and his face turned purple in worry. When he turned around, Fang Jifan was still shaking his feet and looking at him with a smile.

    He shed tears and said: "Mom, Mom"

    Fang Jifan ignored him. Now that he is older, it would be weird if he didn't beat you because of his bad temper back then.

    But at this moment, Mr. Wen brought the porridge. He didn't see another child at the threshold while he was carrying the porridge. He came straight in and said, "Captain, the heat of the cooked porridge is still a little low. You can make do with it now."  The porridge is made from beef soup, the beef is removed, and longan, red dates and other ingredients are used to make it. Please try it, Captain."

    Fang Jifan smelled a strong aroma and felt hungry. He quickly took out a spoon. Anyway, the boy didn't seem to want to eat, so he just wanted to fill his stomach. So, he took a spoonful of this smooth and delicious food.  When the thick porridge entered his mouth, there was an indescribable taste. Fang Jifan couldn't help but said: "It's delicious."

    Mr. Wen said with a smile: "No, no, the main reason is that you are in a hurry. The most important thing for this porridge is the heat. If the heat is not enough, the taste will always be a little worse. If you want to drink porridge in the future, you have to hurry up."

    Fang Jifan nodded repeatedly and lowered his head to eat porridge.

    I wanted to see if Zhu Zaimo had climbed out of the threshold. When he raised his head, where was he?

    But at this moment, Zhu Zaimo was fluttering again, as if he thought his little feet were not walking fast enough, and immediately touched the ground with all four limbs. Panting, he crawled to Fang Jifan's feet. He stood up tremblingly, holding on to the table legs, raised his head, and a pair of  His big eyes stared at Fang Jifan greedily, his mouth drooling.

    Fang Jifan was even happier: "Want to eat?"

    Zhu Zaimo seemed to be at war between heaven and man, and continued to stare at Fang Jifan.

    Fang Jifan said: "If you want to eat, call me uncle."

    Zhu Zaimo no longer hesitated and said in a sweet voice: "Uncle."

    Fang Jifan touched his head: "Good boy, Mr. Wen, go get another bowl."

    Zhu Zaimo was anxious, tears came out, and he pointed at the remaining porridge: "Eat, eat, eat"

    Fang Jifan sighed: "You have to be dignified. Don't be like this. Serve another bowl."

    Zhu Zaimo then smiled at Fang Jifan, grinning, and blinked his big eyes attractively: "Uncle, uncle"

    "" Fang Jifan sighed. After all, he still ate the sugar coating and was hit by a cannonball.

    Fang Jifan could only say: "Uncle is very dirty."

    Zhu Zaimo said pitifully: "Uncle is fragrant."

    Fang Jifan hugged him on his lap. Zhu Zaimo desperately pulled the porridge bowl on the table in front of him, grabbed the spoon, and scooped it in desperately. Then, he took a mouthful of porridge. Although it was very difficult to eat, his hands were struggling.  Completing this action in one go is always in the way, but when the porridge enters the mouth, the world suddenly becomes clear. With those tender baby teeth, Zhu Zaimo is chewing longan, without hesitation, his head is almost stuffed into the bowl

    Half a bowl of porridge was enough for a young child. Zhu Zaimo felt that his belly was bulging and swollen, but he was satisfied. He snored and gave Fang Jifan a friendly smile: "Uncle  It smells good, uncle smells good."

    ???????????? Then, his eyelids couldn¡¯t resist anymore, he tilted his head, fell into Fang Jifan¡¯s arms, and started snoring.

    ThisFang Jifan suddenly realizedthis Nima is definitely Zhu Houzhao's biological son, and there is no way he can kiss him again.

    Carrying the boy to the couch, Zhu Zaimo rolled over comfortably and pointed his butt towards Fang Jifan. Fang Jifan covered him with a thin quilt and breathed a sigh of relief.

    ¡°Is it possible for this child to be educated to be a good person?

    It¡¯s very doubtful.

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    Kunning Palace is already full of chaosEmperor Zong, the etiquette and laws of the Ming Dynasty have determined that the prince will surely ascend the throne and succeed the throne. At that time, the prince will be the emperor, but where is the emperor's grandson

    Now that the prince is not allowed to love and protect his grandson, if the prince has other thoughts, will the status of his grandson still be secure?  You know, the prince is not a step-by-step person. Once he has other thoughts, God knows whether he will make the emperor's grandson the prince. Even if he does, how do you know whether he will find an opportunity to depose the prince?  Woolen cloth.

    Emperor Hongzhi loved his grandson so much. He was his heart and soul. Even if the prince gave birth to other sons, no one could replace his eldest grandson in Emperor Hongzhi's heart.

    Emperor Hongzhi not only had to worry about his son, he also had to worry about his eldest grandson. He seemed to also feel thatif he turned against the prince because of his eldest grandson, punished the prince and denied them a chance to get close to their father and son, then  With Zhu Houzhao's unreliable temperament, the future is reallyunpredictable.

    But Emperor Hongzhi was a little unconvinced: "Is it just because of this that they can be allowed to act like this? Don't defend them. Don't think that it's just the prince's idea. This Fang successor must be the mastermind behind it!"

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