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The sound of wind and crane, the thunderstorm's loud noise, had entered the Dongling Kingdom's imperial palace.
The crown prince's palace, the small body wearing a bright yellow crown prince robe slightly trembled when hearing the sudden thunder, and a trace of confusion flashed across his demonic face. He had never been afraid of thunder before, but this time, his body felt uncomfortable, strange.
Two small hands held a peach, raised one of them and took a bite. The fresh and sweet juice of the peach was contained in the small mouth, slowly chewing, as if reluctant to swallow.
So sweet, so tender flesh. Finally, that kid didn't cheat him, there really is Queen Mother's peach. It's said that eating it can make you live a long life and keep your beauty, if mother eats it, she'll be forever beautiful, accompanying Xiao Mu Mu.
He wiped the sleeve mouth again with the skin of the immortal peach, and although the little eunuch claimed to have washed it clean with a fine liquid, he was still a commoner's child and unknowingly revealed his petty habits.
Take another bite, it's really sweet. But I don't want to eat anymore. Want to save for mom and Nini. So, the two peaches that have been bitten into, and one that hasn't, are stuffed into my pocket, to be taken away later.
The little eunuch who was serving him happened to be the same small table that he had saved once before, saw him hiding the immortal peach in his clothes and smiled: "Young master, is this for someone to eat?"
She glanced at his smiling face with red lips and white complexion on the small table, puffed out her cheeks: "Can't you?"
How could it be impossible? He is the master. The small table smiled and pointed to the plate full of peaches on the table, saying: "Master, please help yourself. Emperor Jun said that whatever Master wants to eat, there will be some. After eating the peaches, I'll go to the warehouse to get more."
It's really strange. Last time, that kid's father came and scared him half to death, I thought he was going to spill the beans. But for some reason, after his father left, these servants actually became even more obedient to him, bringing him the immortal peaches and ginseng fruits he had been wanting, one by one, in large plates.
Strange dad. Looks strict on the surface, but seems to be doting on this kid, giving him whatever he wants?
Mr. Zhang pushed open the door, and the people from the imperial kitchen came in, carrying a carefully cooked deep-sea dragon fish. Mr. Zhang personally placed small bowls and jade chopsticks, saying: "Young master, please eat slowly."
An oval-shaped jade ceramic lotus leaf plate, with a fish about the size of his small hand, its shape somewhat different from the fish he usually eats. His small hands picked up the jade chopsticks, and Zhang Gong had already helped him pick out a small piece of deboned fish meat and put it in a small bowl. As his small mouth was busy putting the fish meat into his mouth, Zhang Gong couldn't help but take another look at Little Yan.
He really looks like him, exactly the same as the young prince of his family. If it's not because he used the Easy Change Pill to change his appearance, why would he be able to grow into a face that's identical to the young prince?
Perhaps the truly strange person is Emperor Jun. He didn't immediately expose this child's true identity, nor did he immediately say that he wanted to hold this child accountable for their mistakes. Originally, no matter who disguised themselves as the young prince, it would be a serious crime, punishable by death. It's unknown whether Emperor Jun felt pity for this child or if he was using a delaying tactic, letting them follow this child first, and what will happen to this child once the real young prince is found?
Zhang Gonggong's eyes jumped and his heart skipped a beat just thinking about it, feeling anxious. Because that was not someone else, but the Emperor, the Emperor of Dongling Country, the respected Emperor of Dongling Country by all nations.
The indifferent and dust-settled Lei Zimo, even the old eunuchs who had served in the palace for many years, couldn't grasp a single thought of Emperor Huang.
The little teeth tore off a piece of fish meat, feeling that the fish meat was not as delicious as he had imagined. The small brow furrowed at the time, and with one mouthful swallowed, hearing another thunderclap outside the door, the fish meat entered the stomach, suddenly like being struck by lightning, a severe cramp.
"Master, Master!" The small table hastily picked up the jade chopsticks that had fallen.
Originally standing by the window, gazing at the rain-soaked lines, a small white heron with a slightly solemn expression heard the commotion and flapped its wings to fly over. It landed on Huamujin's shoulder and when it saw Huamujin's pale face, its expression furrowed: "This little foodie has really eaten something bad?"
Huā Mù Róng covered his stomach with both hands, his small face scrunched up like a crumpled piece of paper, as if he couldn't believe it. He, who was known for being able to eat anything and was called the "Big Stomach King", actually had a day where he got food poisoning.
Zhang Gong sighed and spoke anxiously, "Young master, wasn't I telling you that the deep-sea dragon fish is not to be eaten this season?" As he said this, it was unclear whether he was blaming the young foodie or himself. He hastily dispatched a nearby eunuch, saying: "Quickly, quickly go and summon the imperial physician."
The eunuch at the gate saw him and hastily ran to the imperial hospital to call for a doctor.
Huamu Rong was supported by Zhang Gonggong and Xiao Zhuozi as she lay down on the dragon bed of the young prince, her small hands clutching her belly as she tossed back and forth, looking like she was in a lot of pain. Xiao Zhuozi was choking back tears while using a handkerchief to wipe sweat from Huamu Rong's forehead.
Director Zhang was indeed anxious because Li Zimo had instructed that the child could not leave this place half a step, nor could the child have any accidents.
While scolding the people who had not yet arrived at Taiyi Hospital, in front of the palace gate, a eunuch held an oil-paper umbrella to carefully shelter from the rain a man wearing a first-class official uniform.
Director Zhang saw the man walking in front of him and was stunned, his forehead sweating profusely.
The man walked under the eaves, putting away the oil-paper umbrella. He was wearing a crane-white robe with a jade-like figure, fluttering in the wind, clear and beautiful. The literary and elegant atmosphere around him was like a layer of faint misty light, as if a gust of Taoist wind blew towards him.
Her appearance is excellent, with two eyebrows like two strokes of ink painting green willows, slender and elegant, a jade nose bridge, clear and pure, her eyes contain smiles, with good breeding, like a green bamboo.
Director Zhang, facing the man, seemed embarrassed and glared at the eunuch who had gone to call someone: "Didn't I tell you to go to the Imperial Hospital to call for someone?" On the other hand, he didn't dare to be slow in his movements, cupping his hands together respectfully and saying: "Your Excellency."
"Director Zhang." Gong Xiangru returned the courtesy, seemingly taking in Director Zhang's glare, and explained to the small eunuch, "I happened to be passing by the Imperial Hospital and heard that the Crown Prince was ill, so I brought a medicine boy from the hospital without being invited. Please don't mind, sir."
Zhang Gonggong didn't dare to see the strange thing. Because, Uncle was worried that his nephew was a matter of course. The problem is, now the person lying in the house is a fake prince. With a sudden anxiety in his heart, he saw Palace Minister Ru rushing into the house without waiting for him to respond, going to visit the young patient.
Little Mu Mu lay on the bed, at this moment, the little foodie didn't think about eating, only thought about being homesick, thinking of his mother, hugging his stomach and muttering: Mom, mom.
