"Your Highness can taste a mouthful of my special milk before deciding whether or not you want to agree to my request." Xue Yao cocked her little tail in triumph, confident in the flavoring of Wanted Milk!
The Seventh Prince plucked at the small windmill in his hand and acquiesced indifferently.
Feeding milk privately is actually against the palace rules, the diet of a young prince is very strictly guarded, Xue Yao must find an opportunity to secretly feed Wang Zai.
The schoolhouse was crowded, so naturally you couldn't just pull out the wang.
Out of the academy, there are eunuchs, maids of honor, and milkmaids who will all follow and wait for orders.
You can only wait until your lunch break to avoid the bystanders.
Since the first day of accompanying reading, Xue Yao was "beaten and cried" by the Fifth Prince, the Sixth Prince daily lunch break, will pull him together to go to the Warm Pavilion to rest.
After settling the three young royals, the attendants would exit the warming chamber and stand by in the south ear room.
Xue Yao could take advantage of this moment to bring the Seventh Prince to slip through the side door into the northern ear room and set up the wangzai deal.
The plan was decided, and Xue Yao waited for the opportunity to move.
On this day's lunch break, after the Sixth Prince had finished telling his story to Xue Yao, he was still excited from his first time kicking a soccer ball, and couldn't sleep for a while, lying on his bed with his hands in the air, discussing his kicking experience with Xue Yao.
In the heat of the moment, Xue Yao opened his mouth.
He sang a nursery rhyme to put the Sixth Prince to sleep.
As a result, the sixth prince didn't coax him to sleep, and on the other side of the little chubby seventh prince fell asleep as soon as he heard him sing ......
Totally forgot about drinking milk!
It was hard to wait for the Sixth Prince to fall asleep tired of talking, Xue Yao rolled over and bravely poked the armpit of Long Ao Tian's cub in an attempt to tickle him awake.
The Seventh Prince was unresponsive.
Sleep well.
Xue Yao was distressed.
He hoped to buy the ventriloquist cub's heart with the wang at the earliest opportunity.
Make sure you take advantage of the opportunity this time.
Xue Yao narrowed his eyes and made the decision that he must wake up the fat cub.
He used both hands to tickle the Seventh Prince's armpits and soles.
The little chubby cub was still sleeping soundly and couldn't be pounded awake at all.
Xue Yao frowned in thought and tried to get closer to Long Ao Tian's cub's ear, whispering, "Doesn't His Highness need to drink milk?"
Hear the key word "milk".
The Seventh Prince's little mouth suddenly began to make sucking motions.
But still sleepy as hell.
Weak, fat, and sleepy!
But in the end it was sort of a bit of a reaction.
Xue Yao patiently came up to the cub's ear and continued to read, "Get up and drink your milk?"
"Get up and drink your milk?"
......
Every time Xue Yao whispered, the cub's little chubby legs stomped vaguely once or twice.
As if struggling to come to his senses.
Milk is to be drunk!
His Highness is super keen to drink!
Finally, after the eighth stomp, the Seventh Prince "barked" and opened his eyes in anticipation!
Bewildered, she twisted her head to look at Xue Yao, and Her Highness's watery, teal-colored eyes blinked, her long eyelashes moistened with sweat, three or two of them juxtaposed together, making them even more distinct.
Look at His Highness, he's sweating in a hurry.
To drink milk!
"How about going to the ear room and drinking milk? Let's make a deal, if Your Highness loves it, you're not allowed to tell anyone what I mouthed off." Xue Yao negotiated in a slow whisper.
The Seventh Prince had just woken up, his expression was blank, and he couldn't think of any engagement for a moment.
But the expression of the little companion's tone of voice was so gentle that His Highness felt reassured and calm, and did not cry at being awakened by the pounding.
"Come on, let's go over there and drink milk." Xue Yao pointed to the unoccupied ear room.
The Seventh Prince snorted and opened his little fat arms towards Xue Yao for a hug.
Usually his aunt carried him up for milk.
Xue Yao didn't think much of it, and gingerly climbed up and reached for the cub.
Both arms made an effort.
I can't believe I didn't hug it!
This is a solid cub, not a fat one.
Xue Yao always tends to forget that his body is only eight years old and doesn't have the strength of an adult, but at the moment he can't even hold a three year old cub.
The Seventh Prince didn't understand why he wasn't being picked up, and waited for the hug with his arms open and a dumbfounded look on his face.
Xue Yao gazed at the fat cub and took a deep breath.
Can't admit defeat.
Lean down and put your arms around the pup.
Qi sinks into the dantian.
One, two, three, up!
Didn't get up.
Xue Yao was disheartened.
It's too heavy!
For the first time "being held immobile" the seventh prince did not understand, for the sake of drinking milk, his highness struggled to get up.
Crawling to the side of the bed, he turned his butt around, turned his back to the edge of the bed, and stretched out one of his chubby little legs to "explore" the ground.
Xue Yao nimbly got out of bed and caught the fat cub from behind, and the two of them smoothly slipped into the ear room and began the wang trade.
Xue Yao turned around and pretended to pull something out of his sleeve pocket, but in reality, he closed his eyes and entered the mental space, taking out a carton of Wanted Milk.
"This milk was bought from a foreign country." Xue Yao pointed to the doll on the milk and coaxed the cubs, "It's specially for children, and has a very special flavor."
The Seventh Prince was largely illiterate at the moment, but he could still tell that the characters on that milk carton were not those of his own country - Daqi didn't have simplified characters.
This milk strange "container" and painting style strange "color painting", in the seventh prince's view, really exotic, said foreign countries is also very believable.
Xue Yao was waiting for the cub to show a look of impatience to try it.
However, the Seventh Prince had a cold face.
Just patiently waiting for milk.
His Highness is a willing drinker of any milk, not too picky about his tastes, or he wouldn't have grown into a solid little chubby cub.
"Let's talk first." Seeing that His Highness wasn't very active, Xue Yao had to take the initiative himself and say, "Your Highness, take a taste first, and if you think it's particularly good, agree to my conditions and don't tell anyone else about my slip of the tongue, and this box of milk will be yours."
He guided patiently.
The wang was given as a reward in an attempt to make this Dragon Pride pup obedient and cooperative with the treatment in the future.
His Highness was unimpressed and scratched his bun face.
Xue Yao poked the milk with a straw and fed it to His Highness' mouth.
Because he had never seen this type of feeding, the Seventh Prince raised his eyes and looked at Xue Yao suspiciously.
"Suck and drink." Xue Yao made the mouth shape of sucking on a noodle.
His Highness came up good-naturedly and bit down on the straw, trying to suck a tiny bit.
The moment the milk slipped into his mouth, the pup's teal pupils brightened!
Slightly widened eyes caused the lashes to curl up at the roots, and the whole cub was shocked.
There was only a brief pause before Her Highness's little mouth suddenly began an extremely rapid sucking motion!
"Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble ......"
"Eh!" Xue Yao hastily yanked out the straw and reminded, "We agreed to take a sip first, Your Highness is going to finish half the box with this one sip!"
Drinking milk was interrupted by the seventh prince who opened his small hand and eagerly said, "Is your highness still drinking? Is your highness still drinking?"
The corners of Xue Yao's mouth pursed up in a smug smile.
Knew that no little kid could escape the clutches of the wannabe.
This time it was Xue Yao's turn to roam around, looking at the anxious little chubby cub and asking softly, "Is Your Highness still drinking?"
"And drink! Still drinking!" His Highness replied excitedly!
"Who wants milk?" Xue Yao guided patiently.
"Your Highness!"
"Who is your highness?"
The Seventh Prince's eager little face froze for a moment, this question was one that needed to be turned around for him, and his teal-colored light pupils flowed slightly before he answered with a beat of his little chest, "Master!"
Xue Yao: "......"
All right, let's do it.
This is a not-so-humble Dragon Pride.
Xue Yao wasn't trying to deliberately make things difficult for the Seventh Prince, but rather was leading him to think about a question - who he was.
Children with Emotional Communication Disorder with abnormally prominent memory and logical thinking skills are susceptible to manifestations of a false sense of self.
These children tend to think outside of themselves, like a falcon, looking at the big picture from above.
Instead, they are able to see through a maze of complex events that seem labyrinthine to the untrained eye.
Therefore, the Seventh Prince would remind someone what to say from the perspective of a bystander, and even if he himself had some kind of need, he would remind the people around him what to say and do from the perspective of a bystander, such as "Your Highness, are you sleepy".
This was the root cause of the Seventh Prince's odd communication style.
This seemingly powerful talent actually had a huge hidden danger.
It is the self-consciousness void.
Completely stepping out of the ego's spectator mindset can leave them missing more than half of their emotional receptive perceptions than the average person, and thus appearing cold and reticent.
If left uncorrected, the thinking becomes almost stereotyped in adulthood.
Such a person may seem powerful, but is actually quite alone, not so different from a machine or a weapon.
What Xue Yao was trying to do was to take this cub's consciousness of flying high in the sky and shove it back into his chubby little body, so that he could practically perceive his surroundings with his ego.
"Who is Master?" Xue Yao further guided the little one to find himself.
The Seventh Prince's gaze became blank.
The question seemed to jam his little brain, and his consciousness, flying in mid-air, began to panic as he searched for the target of the self-proclaimed Master.
Xue Yao bent over to the Seventh Prince and looked at him patiently with his eyes, "Is Master Lu Qian?"
The Seventh Prince's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he stared at him with an even more bewildered tilt of his head.
"Then who is Lu Qian?" Xue Yao guided further, and seeing that the Seventh Prince was in a trance, he opened his mouth and softly called out to him, "Lu Qian?"
The Seventh Prince's eyes flickered.
Gradually, those pronouns-"Seventh Prince," "Your Highness," and "Master"-gradually closed in and returned to their essence .
The consciousness falcon in mid-air found a shell and became one with Lu Qian.
The Seventh Prince's bemused gaze became peaceful as a result, and he stared at Xue Yao with curiosity in his teased eyes.
Xue Yao knew that the guidance had taken effect, pursed her lips and raised the Wanton milk in her hand and shook it.
He wanted to hear Lu Qian take the initiative to say "Master wants to drink milk".
If the temptation is great enough, your highness will be able to do it, and didn't you say so before when you were in a hurry to ride?
However, immediately after ......
"Does Your Highness drink milk?" The Seventh Prince expectantly asked this question to Xue Yao before he started nodding his head to himself one by one!
Anxious enough to ask themselves questions!
Xue Yao: "......"
Well, patience therapy is still needed.
In order to get the little chubby cub to take a normal lunch break as soon as possible, Xue Yao didn't make things difficult for him, and after emphasizing the quid pro quo of not being allowed to repeat the slip of the tongue, he fed His Highness the rest of the wangzhai.
Upon realizing that the milk carton was empty, the Seventh Prince looked sadly at Xue Yao and asked, "Is Your Highness still drinking?"
Xue Yao spread her hands, "No, there is only this box, if Your Highness is good, I will find another box to feed Your Highness later, okay?"
"Aha!" For the first time, the Seventh Prince showed a display of surprise, stomping his short little legs to pounce into Xue Yao's arms, tilting his head back to sidle the left half of his little bun face at him.
It's a move that begs for a face pinch.
This is the seventh prince's "killer", because his father and big brother like to pinch his face.
Xue Yao didn't actually understand the meaning of the little fatty's action, but the moment he saw that white and tender bun face tilted towards him, he instinctively raised his hand and pinched it.
Ah! This little bun face that melted the ice made Xue Yao briefly forget about the future cold Ning King who cut off his ears and chopped off his tail.
Suddenly want to keep feeding what's going on!
Taking a look at the only three boxes of milk left in the space, Xue Yao immediately calmed down ......
The author has something to say:
I'm afraid I can't keep Seven's high-cool Dragon Ao Tian persona.