"I dreamed of my son!" The look of Youruo is so gentle. . . v o d t . C o M put his hands on his lower abdomen and felt the fetus in his womb carefully, as if the unformed child had sensed her.

Zhai Xiying was infected by Youruo's tenderness, reached out to hug Youruo, and whispered softly, "It's a beautiful and lovely child, right?" ”

Youruo was in Zhai Xiying's arms, nodding desperately, and echoed: "Do you know? His eyes are like mine, his nose is like yours, and his mouth is like yours, but he has my deep dimples, so he is more like me! ”

"Okay, like you!" Zhai Xiying's jaw rested on Youruo's head, and he smiled lightly at Youruo.

Youruo suddenly felt uneasy, and grabbed Zhai Xiying's arm with both hands, "Zhai Xiying, promise me, don't hurt him!" ”

After hearing this, Zhai Xiying was annoyed, but helpless, "No!" This king will protect him, and he will be a child with a father's pain and a mother's love! ”

"Swear!" If you don't believe him!

In order to make Youruo feel at ease, Zhai Xiying's thin lips clearly swore an oath, "Zhai Xiying, will protect the child, forever!" ”

If you know that Zhai Xiying can do this step, it is not easy, so you will no longer be embarrassed.

Before dawn, the drowsiness of Youruo came up again, and she kept playing in Zhai Xiying's arms.

"Sleep!" Zhai Xiying let Youruo sleep comfortably next to him.

Thinking of the oath of the right talent, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His children will not be the same as him!

……

A somewhat dilapidated hut was the residence of the lowly eunuchs in the palace.

A little boy who is only five years old, with an extremely gorgeous face, a male body and a female appearance, is an unlucky person. At this moment, his whole body trembled and hid under the small wooden table with missing feet.

A voice of intimidation, "Come out, Eighth Prince, the minions will serve you well, come out quickly!" A series of high-pitched and terrifying voices.

The little boy hid under the table, clasping his knees tightly, burying his head between his knees, stubbornly not stopping their words.

"Eighth prince, if you don't come out again, if you are a slave, you will be pulled out!" One of the eunuchs raised his voice two degrees.

The little boy continued to hide, how safe it was in his world, under this wooden table...

"Eighth prince, the minions count three times, and if they don't come out, you are good-looking, hum~!" Another different delicate voice threatened.

After speaking, several eunuchs laughed in unison.

"One."

The little boy's body trembled strongly.

"Two."

The tears in his eyes were desperately not squeezed out.

"Three."

"Get out, get out of here, go away..." his hand kept waving, and his calf kept kicking and scratching his hand.

"Ouch!" One of the eunuchs was kicked in the hand by him.

The eunuch roared angrily, "Together, get him out, damn wild boy!" ”

"Get out, get out, get out!" The little boy was afraid, but he was helpless, and he didn't even have a stick.

Just a five-year-old boy, how can he beat five eunuchs who are more than ten years older than him?

In just a moment, several eunuchs pulled out the remnants of the doll under the table.

A fierce palm, 'snap', accompanied by an angry scolding: "Devil, you dare to kick Lao Tzu?" ”

The little boy was left unyielding, glaring vigorously at the five eunuchs standing in front of him.

"Believe it or not, we're gouging out your eyeballs?" One of the eunuchs couldn't get used to the little boy's eyes, just like the eyes of those fathers-in-law who were a level older than them and beat and scolded them.

The little boy curled up in the corner, letting them punch and kick, this kind of forbearance, he was used to.

"Damn, if I hadn't cut that thing, I would have you!" The eunuch stared at the little boy's face and squirted cheaply.

The other eunuchs nudged the one who spoke, "Forget it, you can't go on a woman, and you still want to explode a child?" ”

"Lao Tzu can't think about it?"

“……”

Listening to the filthy words in their mouths, the little boy's eyes became darker and darker......

(Markor Literature-)