The Emperor’s Daily Nitpicking

Chapter 117

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Her Highness Sinia, who had just turned four years old, caught Angel at a glance, grabbed his clothes and asked him to pretend to be a ghost, and had a great time chasing and hiding. Afterwards, she refused to let Angel go. gone.

Although Oswald was not very happy, but he couldn't stand Xinya holding his thigh and crying, so he had to ask Angel to check his life history carefully, and pinched his nose to let him stay.

In the rainy season, sunny days are hard to come by, and it is amazing to last half a day.

The heavy rain that had just stopped in the morning did not hold back in the afternoon, and it fell down again like a pour.

"These bugs are really tireless, and they don't hide from such a heavy rain..." Kevin swept away the small flying bugs that were about to fall on him, and complained. He ordered to replace the archery endurance practice with horseback fighting in the rain, and hurried out of the camp gate and onto the cableway.

Ben stayed to train with the Bronze Army, and Angel followed him like a little tail-Kevin was going to the palace to find Oswald, and he was because Cynthia was calling.

"Your Excellency is here? The young master is waiting for you in the study." Ian still couldn't change his address, so he stopped struggling and kept calling him young master. Oswald didn't care about this and just let him go.

"Okay, I'll go there now. My God, when it rains, all these bugs gather in the corridor." Kevin frowned and waved away a few times.

A group of black insects the size of sesame seeds were scattered by him, and after a few circles, they tirelessly approached again, extremely annoying.

There are usually not so many of these flying insects, but this year they suddenly overflowed and almost became a disaster.

Every day Mi Ao sent back letters with exaggerated complaints, such as "There are so many flying insects in the military tent that I can lift me up", "Last night when I was sleeping, I crushed all the insects to death casually" and so on. The Red Iron Army in the Kela River area is even worse, where the humidity is the heaviest, and there are only a lot of insects and ants.

Although this kind of little black bug flies silently, it is not as noisy as the hard-mouthed mosquito, but it is also a master of biting. When bitten, a small rash will appear, which is hot and dark, very uncomfortable.

"Yes, this is much more difficult to deal with than hard-mouthed mosquitoes. The insect repellent medicine laid out two days ago has little effect on them." Ian replied, and then directed the other servants to sprinkle the medicine powder on the corner of the corridor, trying to Keep those damn bugs a little less.

Almost everyone has been bitten, even Oswald is no exception, after all, bugs don't care whether you are the emperor or not.

Kevin is relatively better. He has also been bitten, but he has a unique self-healing power. Those rashes always disappear as soon as they appear, and the traces disappear in the blink of an eye.

He walked around the servant who was spreading the yào powder, and walked towards the study. Angel paused for a moment, and nodded his eyebrows and lips to the flying insects all over the sky, which is the usual prayer gesture used by believers.

"Praying that the bugs don't bite people is worse than slapping them to death." Kevin said by the way.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a few screams from the servants from the study, which made his eyebrows twitch in shock: "What happened?!"

Chapter 19

Kevin strode to the study, which was already in chaos.

A chubby servant threw himself on the ground, as if he had stumbled, but for some reason, he kept that posture and didn't get up. There were a few servants and guards around him, all of them froze in panic with panicked faces.

Cynthia was buried in Oswald's arms, crying out of breath, rubbing her eyes with her left hand, and her right hand was stiff at a strange angle. Oswald's face was very ugly. He carefully checked Xinya's right hand, raised his head and shouted at the guard: "Are you stupid? Go to the hospital and call someone!"

The two guards hurriedly responded, and rushed out without even bothering to salute Kevin.

"What's going on?" Kevin walked in, feeling that the atmosphere was not quite right. If you just fell down, you wouldn't have such a big reaction.

Oswald did not answer his words first, but said impatiently to the other servants: "Aren't you going to move too? Don't let him lie on the ground all the time, lift him up first."

The three bewildered servants nodded repeatedly and discussed with each other to lift up the fat servant who fell on the ground.

Kevin took a look, and his face changed: "How did he become like this?"

When the fat waiter was lifted up, he still maintained the posture of throwing himself on the ground, without any change, as if he had been frozen. That situation was very strange, as if the root they raised was not a living person, but a stone sculpture.

But the stone sculpture can speak, but the voice trembles violently: "Your Majesty