Wei Qingqing couldn't help but look at his face that had fallen into a little flower cat, and silently thought in his heart - just the little guy's head, I'm afraid that I won't be able to pounce on a butterfly even if it gets dark!

The little prince was smart, and after a long time of fluttering a butterfly did not hit him, he gave up, threw the net pocket to the side, crossed his waist and hummed to let the palace maid send his precious fellow, and immediately decided to play bird hunting instead.

The palace maids quickly brought a small round dustpan, a small wooden stick, and a bowl of yellow rice, and the little prince took the things and began to pound them excitedly.

A long rope was tied to the little dustpan, and a small wooden stick was used to sprinkle a small dustpan and a handful of rice under the dustpan, all the way to a slightly open place, and a simple trap to trap the birds was ready.

The palace is full of trees, and the trees are full of all kinds of birds, large and small, and it is not difficult to lure a few greedy birds.

Therefore, the little prince's trap for catching birds was only supported for a while, and a few finches fluttered their wings and landed beside the rice on the ground, and walked all the way to the bottom of the dustpan with their heads down.

The little prince saw the finch pecking all the way and walking all the way to the bottom of the trap, and the finch who walked in front quickly got under the dustpan, and his little face was full of excitement......

Wei Qingqing lazily leaned on the trunk of the tree, plucked a dog's tail grass and put it in her mouth, thinking evilly in her heart - if she went out now and pretended to scare away those hooked finches unintentionally, would the little prince be so angry that she cried?

Just when Wei Qingqing's bad fantasy was crying with the round and rolling little dough, Wei Qingqing suddenly heard a few sharp dog barks, and then a dog with a snow-white body and long fur suddenly jumped out of the bushes!

The white-haired dog seemed to be frightened, and ran very fast, and his mouth was even more "wowy", but in the blink of an eye, he ran to the little prince and bit his calf!

The accompanying palace people changed color when they saw this, and the little prince was stunned for a moment, and then cried out with a frightened "wow"!

The white-haired dog was startled by his cry, and immediately bit harder, and kept shaking his head as if he wanted to tear off the flesh on the little prince's calf!

As soon as the white-haired dog bites the little prince hard, he will naturally cry harder and louder as soon as he eats the pain, and the louder he cries, the more frightened the white-haired dog will be, and the harder he bites, so that the vicious circle is only the little prince, and the palace people around the little prince are anxious!

Although those palace people surrounded the little prince, they didn't dare to approach the white-haired dog, and only dared to make some noises to scare and drive it away.

There was a new little eunuch who was bold, and when he saw that he couldn't drive away the white-haired dog with his voice, he immediately wittily found a wooden stick and wanted to beat the dog, but who would have thought that he was grabbed by an older green-clothed palace maid and reprimanded: "You don't want to die!" ”

The little eunuch thought that the green-clothed palace maid was afraid that he would be bitten by a dog, so he hurriedly explained: "Sister, don't be afraid! I came from the countryside, and every time someone in our countryside was bitten by a vicious dog, he would beat the vicious dog with a big stick, and the vicious dog would naturally let go of the biting mouth when it hurt! ”

"If you want to die, don't drag us along!" When the green-clothed palace maid heard this, she glared at the little eunuch fiercely, and said angrily: "That's the dog Fubao raised by the late King Jing!" After the death of King Jing, Fubao has been raised by the Queen Mother, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the lifeblood of the Queen Mother! ”

King Jing is the posthumous son, the first emperor Daxing half a year after the Empress Dowager Xiaoduan gave birth to him, he is even a few years younger than the eldest son of Emperor Wu.

It's a pity that King Jing died of a serious illness when he was seven or eight years old, and the Empress Dowager Xiaoduan was also seriously ill for this.

The Empress Dowager Xiaoduan loves her young son very much, so after the death of her young son, she raised his favorite dog Fubao by her side, holding it in the palm of her hand like an eyeball, and ordered someone to take care of and feed her, and pinned all her reluctance and thoughts on her young son on Fubao.

The green-clothed palace maid quickly pointed out Fubao's unique identity, and after clicking her eyes, she glanced at the little eunuch, "Do you still dare to beat Fubao with a big stick?" ”

"No, don't dare!" The little eunuch said with palpitations, but after speaking, he looked worried, "But if this dog can't be beaten, there is no way to make it let go of its mouth!" If it doesn't let go of its mouth, the little prince is afraid that he will be bitten by it! ”

"Anyway, I don't dare to touch this dog, you dare to touch you!" The green-clothed palace maid didn't want to offend the Empress Dowager Xiaoduan because of a little prince who was not very favored and had a low biological mother's position, so she simply pushed the matter to others, "I'm afraid of dogs, so I really don't dare to come forward!" ”

The palace people suddenly looked at each other, and for a while they didn't know how to save the little prince from the dog's mouth, and let the little prince be bitten by Fubao and let out a terrible scream while crying!

Wei Qingqing has been paying attention to the situation of the little prince, but she can only see the palace people forming a circle and surrounding the little prince in the middle, but she can't see the specific situation of the little prince.

She thought that the palace people would soon find a way to make the dog let go of its mouth, but who would have thought that after waiting for a while, the screams of the little prince continued...... Her heart sank suddenly, she realized that something was wrong, and immediately ran towards the little prince without saying a word!

As soon as she ran quickly, the palace people surrounding the little prince consciously gave way to make way for Wei Qingqing to finally see the situation of the little prince clearly - when she saw that the little man had been thrown to the ground by the dog, and the crazy dog was tearing and dragging his calf hard, she was immediately furious!

"You just stood like this, watching the little prince get bitten and his legs were covered in blood?" Wei Qingqing roared angrily at a few palace people, and then without saying a word, he pulled off the hairpin on his head and stabbed at Fubao's body hard!

"Ahh

Fu Bao let out a wail as soon as he was in pain, and then let go and bit the little prince's mouth, Wei Qingqing saw the opportunity to hug the little prince!

The palace people who served the little prince saw that the little prince was saved, but they did not step forward to hug him and comfort him for the first time, but looked at Fu Bao with a bloody hole on his body with a frightened face.

The green-clothed palace maid was even anxious to clear up the relationship, "That, that's the queen mother's heart and soul baby, you, you dare to hurt it!" If the Queen Mother is to blame, you have to carry it yourself, we didn't do it! ”

Wei Qingqing glanced coldly at the green-clothed palace maid, and shouted: "Is the life of the animal or the life of the child important?" ”

After Wei Qingqing finished speaking, she no longer paid attention to the green-clothed palace maid, but treated the little prince's wound urgently according to modern knowledge, first squeezed the wound from the proximal direction, let the wound bleed, and used the stupidest prescription to detoxify the little prince. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapters of "Brocade Spring Slow Claw Book House" for free for the first time. Degree of literature