Sure enough, it didn't take long for the palace people to see Her Royal Highness the Queen who was said to be on the run, and had a cup of tea time, with a package on her back, and His Majesty, whose face was completely gloomy. Grabbing, the two appeared outside the main hall together.
Not long after, two familiar figures squatted on a corner not far from the entrance of the main hall.
The little girl was still rubbing her eyes, crying loudly.
Tianzun Xiaojue pinched her tear-stained little fat face, and said bitterly, "I only asked you to ask your uncle to ask questions, not your husband! It's good for you, don't imitate, just go straight to me." Beyond the."
After all, Si Lu is a "know-it-all" in the God Realm, with many ideas and a wide range of knowledge, maybe he can really deal with the 100,000 whys of this little fat girl, but this little fat girl is good, let her imitate, she surpassed directly, I really found a husband back.
Little Lolita was already sad about her lost butt, so how could she listen to other words, seeing Tianzun Xiaojue suddenly pinch her.
Her teary eyes were dim, she sobbed, she turned her head, and yelled into the hall:
"Dad!! Mom hit me!!!!!!"
Xiaojue Tianzun: "..."
To avoid adding crime to crime, Tianzun Xiaojue quickly reached out and covered the accuser's mouth: "Who beat you! Don't wrong me."
"Daddy~"
After Tianzun Xiaojue let go of her hand slightly, the little loli turned her head and sobbed again: "Mom, she hit me again!!"
Xiaojue Tianzun: "..."
Half an hour later, Fusang received the news from the people in the palace and hurried into the palace.
Just outside the main hall, she saw her sister-in-law Xiaojue Tianzun looking at the sky expressionlessly, and the little girl next to her was crying all over her face, and the tears kept dripping from her cheeks, forming two pairs of eyes at her feet. There were small puddles, but she was still crying, showing no intention of stopping.
The strangest thing is that the distance between the big and the small can accommodate twenty people.
Fusang was stunned, and was about to go over to comfort the little girl, but just as he stretched out his hand, Tianzun Xiaojue stopped him: "Don't touch her!"
"Huh?" Fusang turned around in doubt.
But it was too late, Fusang's hand was already on the little girl's petite shoulders.
The little girl glanced at her with teary eyes, then buried her head and cried: "Father, my aunt bullied me too..."
Fusang: "..."
Tianzun Xiaojue said in a low voice: "Don't pay attention to her, let her cry, and it will stop naturally when she cries enough."
Fusang looked at the two puddles worriedly: "How long has she been crying?"
Tianzun Xiaojue thought for a moment and said, "It's been about half an hour."
Fu Sang was stunned: "So long? Why don't you let brother Wang come out to coax you? If you keep crying, you will be so stupid."
"No, your brother Wang is going to teach her a hard lesson this time,"
Tianzun Xiaojue nuzzled and said, "Besides, what is this? She has only been crying for half an hour. In the past, she started in an hour. It's too early for her to cry stupidly. Besides, she's crying more and more now. The more ignorant you become, maybe you will end up crying and crying and forget about the husband she just found, so that your brother Wang will die laughing."
Fusang: "..."
Sure enough, the little girl cried for more than half an hour, and the small puddles at her feet gradually turned into big puddles. With tears in her eyes, she saw that her mother and aunt were far away from her, and ignored her. She was tired from crying alone.
The wronged past, with red eyes, choked up and said to Fusang: "Auntie, Auntie, I want, I want to hear the story..."
As she said that, she looked at Xiaojue Tianzun again with tears in her eyes, and said in a whining voice, "Mom wants to hear it too..."
Tianzun Xiaojue pinched her little fat face: "Little accuser, you finally think of me now?"
The little girl nodded with tears, her red eyes looked pitiful: "Yes. Mom, let's listen to the story together."
Tianzun Xiaojue almost laughed angrily.
But he gave Fusang a wink and told her not to tell her!
Telling stories to this little fat girl is a vicious circle.
Every time Fusang came back from the calamity and told her a new story in the world, this little guy would add embellishment and insist on telling her father.
After her father finished listening, she was beaten up.
The little chubby girl finally remembered that she still had a mother, so she would run over and tell her without a long memory, and then, the little chubby girl would receive two severe beatings.
The end result was that she cried so badly that she and her father would be so angry that she couldn't eat for several days.
Therefore, the curse of storytelling, which everyone should not think about, should be fundamentally eliminated!
In fact, Fusang would not tell the little girl again without her winking, because the little fat girl had finished telling her mother a story, and after being beaten up by her mother, it was Fusang's turn to listen to her storytelling.
As a result, there was one more person who couldn't eat for several days.
"The story has been told to you before, and there is no new story,"
Fusang saw that little Lolita was about to cry again when she saw water vapor gradually appearing in her eyes, so she hurriedly said, "However, I just learned a few nursery rhymes below, you will definitely like them."
Then, Fusang sang a few lines of lyrics that he heard during the calamity below: "I have a little donkey, which I never ride. One day I rode to the market on a whim..."
Little Loli asked in a low voice: "Auntie, what is Kitty Green?"
Fusang: "..."
Fusang thought for a while, and turned into a little donkey to show her: "Here, this is the little donkey."
The little girl seemed to understand but not understand.
Later, she asked what "on a whim" meant.
Fusang, who was new to human culture and didn't know much about four-character idioms, was silent for a while, and changed the song decisively:
"Hey, it's not important, come on, aunt will teach you another song, this one is easier..."
"I have a chicken in my left hand, a duck in my right hand, and a fat baby in my arms..."
Another half hour later—
In the hall, the young king raised his head from the memorial, counted the time, and asked the attendant next to him, "Your Highness is still crying?"
"It should be gone," the servant shook his head and said, "His Highness Fusang just came, and it seems that he is teaching His Highness how to sing."
"Sing?"
Ye Heng raised his eyebrows.
Before the servant could nod his head, Ye Heng waved his hand, and the scene outside the hall suddenly appeared in mid-air.
That little chubby girl was singing as expected, squatting in the corner of the wall to reflect, but her little head flicked, and her immature singing voice reached the ears of the two:
"I had a little mom, I never rode, and one day I rode my dad to catch chickens..."
"Then… "
Little Lolita clicked, and sang happily again: "Then I have a chicken in my left hand! I have a chicken in my right hand, and a mother! I also hold a fat dad in my arms, wow wow..."
Yeheng: "..."
Waiter: "..."
His Highness Fusang, is this desperate, dare to teach this kind of song to His Highness!