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Although he only said half of his words, Xue Yao had already realized that the person who held his arm in the garden yesterday was actually a fat kid!
What happened!
He has only been out of the palace for two months!
How come the little fat kid comes and goes without a trace and has his own radar?
It¡¯s just to open up the Ren and Du channels!
In the original work, Lu Qian was assassinated by the third prince after the incident of accompanying him on an expedition. During his escape, he met two peerless masters who taught him martial arts.
It is impossible to turn into Long Aotian now, let alone how long Long Aotian will still have baby fat after taking shape!
"Your Highness!" Xue Yao grabbed the little fat boy's arm, pulled him aside and asked in a low voice: "After you recovered from being kicked, do you feel anything different?"
"Yes." The seventh prince looked indifferent.
"When did it start!" Xue Yao was a little excited. Could it be that his fat kid was going to practice unparalleled martial arts in advance?
"Last month."
"What specifically feels different?" Xue Yao was full of curiosity about the world of masters.
"The milk my aunt brings every day is sour." The seventh prince was hopeless.
Xue Yao: ""
The flavored milk prepared before leaving was sealed and placed in the ice cave by the palace maid. How could it go rancid within a month!
No wonder the little fat kid lost his sense of security so quickly some time ago!
Wait, that¡¯s not what he asked!
"Your Highness, I'm asking if you have any unusual feelings in your body?" Xue Yao returned to the topic.
The Seventh Prince: "Does diarrhea count?"
Xue Yao: ""
Since the milk is rancid, don¡¯t drink it!
"Ouch no wonder His Highness has lost a lot of weight in two months." Xue Yao thought of the little fat boy's milk that was not properly arranged, and felt very guilty. He raised his hand and pinched His Highness's little fleshy face, and comforted: "Today, I brought two jugs of milk for His Highness. You can drink one jug before practicing sword practice, and drink another jug ??after returning to the palace, okay?"
¡¾Lu Qian¡¯s sense of security increases by 3¡¿
The seventh prince remained calm and asked coldly: "Your Highness, can you drink it yourself?"
"I'll feed Your Highness! I'll feed both pots!" Xue Yao immediately expressed his kindness.
¡¾Lu Qian¡¯s sense of security increases by 7¡¿
"Humph." Although the seventh prince still pouted, he still opened his arms proudly towards the ruthless little companion and stretched his neck forward.
This is His Highness¡¯ magnanimous request for peace and a hug.
Xue Yao quickly hugged the little fat boy and smoothed His Highness' hair: "Your Highness, be good, we will add a pot of milk every day this month, but the meat must be less, otherwise Concubine Xi will blame Your Highness for being fat again. "
The seventh prince immediately snored in dissatisfaction, his head arching back and forth on his shoulders.
"Okay, okay, eat meat too, eat meat too!" Xue Yao immediately compromised.
¡°Forget it, from now on the fat guy will have to learn kung fu from the masters, and he will lose weight sooner or later, so let¡¯s just let nature take its course and gain weight!
He is a bad reading companion without principles!
Unexpectedly, just two bottles of milk could restore most of the sense of security to the fat boy.
Although His Highness¡¯s attitude is still a bit bad, he will no longer ignore him on purpose.
Xue Yao breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that this Long Aotian would still be so easy to talk to when he grows up!
Followed the three little princes to the school grounds.
In the two months since the sixth prince and Xue Yao left the capital with the prince, the fifth prince could not find any brothers to train with him, so he could only drag his tired seventh brother to the training ground to fight every day.
What¡¯s annoying is that this fat brother has never practiced swordsmanship, but he can beat the fifth prince repeatedly without any dignity.
Now it¡¯s okay, the sixth prince is back, and the fifth prince has become the majestic fifth brother before. He can teach the sixth brother swordsmanship, and also give a verbal lesson to the seventh brother who is lazing beside the teahouse.
Life is back to its peak!
In the first round, the fifth prince knocked the sword out of the sixth brother's hand.
It has been a long time since I had such a sense of accomplishment. In a moment of excitement, the fifth prince dropped his sword, hugged his sixth brother, and said sadly: "It's great to have you back!"
The sixth prince, who did not know the truth, said to the fifth brother: "I bought a special sword spike in Jinling. Let me see if I like it."
Xue Yao saw the sixth prince taking out the handicrafts bought from other places, and suddenly remembered that he had also brought a few selected purses to give to several princes.
"Your Highness, I have brought gifts for you and the fifth prince. Come on, let's go and have a look."
His Highness, who had just been fed a pot of milk, was still in the docile stage, so he followed Yaoyao and walked away to practice.p;"We can't ignore fifth brother!" The sixth prince's conscience was about to collapse. He turned around, pushed open the door, rushed out, ran to the puddle, and jumped onto the wooden boat.
"boom¡ª¡ª"
The door to the training ground was pushed open.
The instructor stood at the door angrily: "Your Royal Highnesses!"
Xue Yao, who was hiding in the cupboard in the side hall, shivered, and the terrifying scene of the instructor tearing the prince apart with his bare hands appeared in front of his eyes
Having missed the best opportunity to escape through the window, the Seventh Prince could only sneak into the cupboard.
The originally large cupboard was easy for Xue Yao to fit alone. As soon as the little fat boy squeezed in, the entire cabinet tilted toward the little fat boy and tilted with a "squeak" sound.
The seventh prince straightened his chest and abdomen, tried to reduce the space he occupied, and finally closed the cabinet door!
The empty cabinet immediately turned into a solid cabinet, on the verge of exploding at any time.
"Your Highness?" Xue Yao, who was squeezed out of breath by the fat boy in the darkness, asked worriedly: "Are we not caring about the fifth and sixth princes?"
The seventh prince was very calm: "Fifth brother must come."
Xue Yao had a troubled conscience: "Will the fifth prince blame us for not being loyal?"
The Seventh Prince made a calculation for him: "If you break into the Seven Levels Formation without permission, you will be punished with twenty lashes. If you go out, you will only get 20 more lashes, and you can't share it equally for him."
Xue Yao: ""
It makes sense, and suddenly I no longer have the burden of conscience.
The light from outside the house shone through the crack in the door. Xue Yao saw the beam of light hitting the left side of the little fat boy's face. Under the long eyelashes, there was no ripple in His Highness' clear left pupil.
I have always been worried that the little fat boy would be like Lu Qian in the original novel, cold and indifferent.
At this moment, the instructor's shouts kept coming from outside the door, and the little fat boy never looked worried about his brothers in his eyes.
This made Xue Yao even more worried.
Could it be that even if you devote all your warmth, you still can't change this child's cold personality?
"Yaoyao, the instructor will come in soon." The seventh prince suddenly spoke, interrupting Xue Yao's thoughts.
"How did he know we were hiding here?" Xue Yao asked nervously.
"There is only one side hall in this training ground. Do you think the coach can guess where the missing prince is hiding?"
"What should we do?"
"You stay here and don't make a sound. When I leave, you can run out of the window." After saying that, the seventh prince gently opened the cabinet door and walked out.
Xue Yao didn¡¯t understand and asked hurriedly: ¡°Your Highness! Let¡¯s go together!¡±
The seventh prince looked back at him, suddenly frowned, raised his hand and pulled out the hairpin given to him by his sixth brother.
"I like the original one." His Highness looked unreasonable.
Before Xue Yao had time to respond, the cabinet door was closed by the Seventh Prince.
Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of kicking on the window outside.
Xue Yao: "???"
The little fat boy is going to leave him and run away!
The heartbroken old father stood at the crack of the door and watched helplessly as the unfilial boy kicked open the window and climbed up slowly.
At the same time, the door to the side hall was also pushed open, and the instructor stood at the door with a majestic look on his face, saying gloomily: "Your Highness, the Seventh Prince, please come here."
The seventh prince who was caught did not panic. He calmly jumped down from the window, turned around and followed the coach out to receive the coaching instruction.
The room was quiet, except for the window kicked open by the Seventh Prince, which creaked softly in the wind.
The Seventh Prince had already guessed that the sound of kicking the window would definitely alert the instructor, so he personally stepped forward to draw the firepower so that his companion could find an opportunity to escape through the window.
Xue Yao, who was squatting alone in the cupboard, gradually figured it out.
The heart of an old father collapsed instantly.
His fat kid with emotional disorder actually
There is a day when I will "sacrifice my life to save my father"!
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