Seeing that the little prince asked Xue Yao for milk on the spot, several palace maids exchanged glances and looked towards Consort Shi.
They had previously reported this matter to Princess Shih, saying, "I don't know what milk that little son of the Xue family has given to His Highness, and His Highness can't stop thinking about it, so I hope that Your Highness will look into it carefully".
But Shi Fei Xue Yao is very trusting, guessing that it is just some coaxing children's sweetened goat's milk, once upon a time her old family people will drink, so did not look into it.
At this moment, when Consort Shi saw the child chasing after the milk, she asked curiously, "Xue Yao, what kind of milk are you feeding Lao Qi? I'd like to keep some in the palace to prevent him from craving for it, so that he'll think about it every day."
Xue Yao replied, "Oh, I've brought cow's milk blended with sugar to the academy a few times before, originally for myself, but I didn't realize that His Highness loved it, so I fed it to His Highness."
"Buttermilk?" Consort Shio was a bit surprised, there were very few people in the capital who had and cow's milk, and none of the masters in the palace drank it.
One is because milk stinks more, two is because there is no sterilization, occasionally stomach problems, the palace felt that cow's milk is not as clean as milkmaid's milk.
The palace attendants all knew that this stuff was not to be given to the master to drink, and at this moment, they all stared at Xue Yao with surprised faces.
Concubine Shih laughed: "What a coincidence, I also loved buttermilk when I was a child, no wonder Old Seven is so eager to drink it, the taste is with me, look at him in a hurry."
Xue Yao laughed, "Unfortunately, I did not prepare buttermilk today, so I will have to disappoint Your Highness."
When these words came out, the Seventh Prince hadn't reacted yet and was still hugging Xue Yao's arm, "One story two milks! One story ......"
Halfway through his sentence, the little fat cub's expression suddenly shook as he turned to repeat Xue Yao's words, "Going to disappoint Your Highness?"
Xue Yao looked back at the fat cub and replied in a hopelessly small voice, "Yes, I didn't prepare any milk today, can I still listen to Your Highness' story?"
The Seventh Prince was thunderstruck, his little fat hand grasped Xue Yao's arm and said urgently, "Your Highness cannot be disappointed! Your Highness cannot be disappointed!"
The fat kid probably wanted to say, "I can't let His Highness down."
It's really important to take your moody Dragon Pride pups very seriously!
Xue Yao spread both hands, "But I really didn't bring any milk."
The thunderbolt from the clear sky struck again, and the Seventh Prince broke down on the spot, tilting his head with his small mouth, tearfully staring at the foolish Yao Yao who had failed him.
Xue Yao: "......"
What can be done about it if it doesn't refresh in the mall!
Why did he actually feel guilty at the little chubby cub's disappointed gaze!
"No fooling around." Fearing her son's pestering, Consort Shi let the palace maid carry the seventh prince to drink milk.
However, His Highness, who had lost his beloved milk, remained true to his word and suddenly began to tell the story of Hou Yi Shooting the Sun!
It's a story His Highness casually loves to tell whenever he wants to be perfunctory.
As soon as Xue Yao heard "Once upon a time, there were ten suns that lived in the east and overseas", he narrowed his eyes and stared at the little fat kid with a questioning gaze.
Without milk, will he only have "Hou Yi Shoots the Sun" to listen to!
You heartless little piggyback!
However, before the little chubby cub could finish his speech, he was plucked up from behind by the courtesan and carried off to breastfeed.
When the courtesan crossed the threshold, His Highness was still speaking, "Hou Yi opened his bow and arrow and shot at those nine suns ......"
After removing the food, Consort Shi dismissed the palace maid and discussed the strategy with Xue Yao in detail.
For the next few days, Xue Yao temporarily stayed in the side hall to facilitate the training of the little chubby cub to cooperate with the retelling of Aunt Po's prophecy as planned.
It's hellishly difficult to get fat cubs to cooperate with the show under conditions where there's no milk!
Xue Yao had the palace maid find breast milk, blended with cane sugar, and put it in a small sheepskin water bag in an attempt to muddle through.
However, the little fat cub only tasted a mouthful, then a beak away from the face, unhappy straight twist.
According to Xue Yao's plan, as soon as he saw Consort Shi raise her hand to support the butterfly wing hairpin, the Seventh Prince must immediately repeat Aunt Po's "prophecy".
At the beginning of each training session, His Highness was cooperative, but after three to five repetitions, His Highness began to say, "I'm so tired".
The fear is that he will suddenly not cooperate in front of the Emperor!
Xue Yao and Princess Shi Shi were both at a loss.
"Your Highness seems to enjoy saying that." Xue Yao hopelessly chatted with Princess Shi Shi about this peculiar phenomenon.
Princess Shio smiled awkwardly and helplessly explained the cause-
In fact, the Seventh Prince didn't understand what "I'm so tired" meant, just because every time he asked his mother consort for a certain request, as long as he heard her reply "I'm so tired", it meant that his request wouldn't be fulfilled.
So, to the chubby little cub, that statement was tantamount to a refusal to cooperate.
Xue Yao cried and laughed when he heard this, no wonder the little fat kid would only say this sentence when he would call himself "I", the essence is still imitating an adult.
Three days had passed, and the holy decree was about to be issued, but His Highness was getting more misbehaved by the day, and actually refused to repeat that prophecy!
Xue Yao had to face the cruel reality - this little guy was really not very well bred, and would not behave without milk.
Maybe that's the way it is with emotionally disturbed kids, you can't ask for too much.
It's just more than a little disappointing to think that the affection you get back for an old father's heart is nothing compared to Wanted Milk.
Gradually, the Seventh Prince, who had been unable to wait for breastfeeding, no longer gave Xue Yao an expectant look every day.
The palace maid also realized that the little prince had recently changed back to his former self absorbed world and refused to listen to bedtime stories.
Probably because the story won't get back the remote milk.
Xue Yao was actually a bit hurt, feeling that she had raised an unfilial son through her hard work.
But he still fought to train the Seventh Prince as best as he could before the Emperor came to the Green Vault Palace.
It was hard to brush out a box of Bright Pure Milk in the mall, Xue Yao hurriedly exchanged it, took a trip back to the mansion, filled two boxes of milk with water bags, and then hoofed it back to the palace, saying that the family subordinates sent fresh cow's milk, which had not yet had time to be flavored.
Under Xue Yao's orders, the palace maid took the milk to the dining room, put in honey cane sugar, warmed it over a small fire, and then put it back into the water bag and hurried to the little prince's house.
The Seventh Prince was directing a duel between the kings of the jungle with a baby tiger muppet in one hand.
Auntie sighed aside.
When the little prince was in a good mood, he liked to play with the little white rabbit jumping over the creek, and only when he was in a bad mood would he play with the two tigers fighting.
No one knew why the young prince had been in a bad mood lately.
The palace maid hurriedly carried the water bag into the door and told the aunt "This is the buttermilk just sent by the second son of Xue, blended with honey and sugar and just warmed up, please have a taste, Your Highness!"
My aunt took the milk, opened the lid and smelled it, and immediately lit up.
Such a rich but not fishy milk aroma must be the same as the milk that that Xue family's son used to feed!
As long as the little prince was fed such milk, it was not likely that in the future he would be favored and relied upon by the little master just like Xue Yao.
Thinking this way, the aunt immediately waved away the little palace maid so that His Highness wouldn't remember her credit for sending the milk, and smilingly held up the water bag herself, sat down next to the couch, and fed the mouth of the pot to the little prince's mouth, saying warmly, "Your Highness, try a mouthful and see how it tastes, this is better than the milk of the Second Prince Xue's house!"
The Seventh Prince did not turn his head to look at her, still playing with the tiger cub muppet, slightly tilting his head to take a sip of milk.
Familiar with not quite the same milky flavor in the mouth, His Highness's little hand stopped, wide-open shallow pupils a turn back, surprised to look at the water bag, followed by a look up, eyes shining brightly at the aunt.
Auntie was ecstatic, "How is it? If Your Highness likes the flavor, the slave girl will feed Your Highness every day in the future, okay?"
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Xue Yao waited for news in the side hall, but the palace maid came back without the water bag in her hand, saying that it had already been sent to His Highness's house.
Asked her if His Highness loved the drink, but the courtesan said she didn't know, and the aunt told her to stand down.
Xue Yao turned around and was ready to go out to see what was going on, but before he could reach the door, it was opened from the outside.
Before he could figure out the situation, Xue Yao saw a chubby little figure rushing towards him like a cannonball.
Although the little chubby cub slowed down when he crashed into his arms, Xue Yao was still knocked back a few steps and leaned his back against the eight-century table.
Looking down, the seventh prince's little fat hand baby-like protects the little water bag, tilting the little bun face, eyes brightly staring at him.
Xue Yao looked at the water bag in his hand and said suspiciously, "Your Highness doesn't like this milk?"
The Seventh Prince raised his water bag and handed it to Xue Yao, excitedly reminding, "Your Highness drink milk? Does Your Highness drink milk!"
Having not seen such an enthusiastic little chubby cub for a few days, Xue Yao reacted somewhat sluggishly - His Highness wanted him to breastfeed him personally.
Although she couldn't make sense of it, Xue Yao accepted the water bag with good grace, opened the lid, and began to breastfeed on the spot.
Right at this moment, the aunt in the imperial prince's room finally chased after him, and at a glance, she saw that Xue Yao in the room was breastfeeding the little imperial prince, and was so angry that the corners of her eyes were twitching!
Just now, she fed the little prince a mouthful of milk, and His Highness immediately gave her a happy look, but then suddenly snatched the water bag from her hand, jumped off the couch, and flew towards the Xue Yao Hall!
Can't even catch up, your highness two little fat legs are running out of heavy shadow!
Auntie chased after him to the side hall in one breath and saw Xue Yao breastfeeding the imperial son!
Want to be angry and not accountable, this milk was originally sent to the palace by Xue Yao, I just don't know why the little prince had to be breastfed by Xue Yao himself.
Xue Yao was actually confused.
Usually drink wanzai must drink a mouthful of the little fat cub, but today is unprecedented only two mouthfuls, don't open the little head, can't wait to open the little fat arm and ask: "I want to hug?"
Xue Yao seemed to have somewhat comprehended the logic of this little chubby pup's thinking in the little guy's bright gaze.
This somewhat special baby needs to feel loved through specific behaviors of bystanders because of his emotional reception disorder.
In His Highness's eyes, Big Brother pinching his face was the same as Big Brother loving him.
Shiofi feeding dessert before bed is the same as Shiofi loving him.
And breastfeeding was the first time Xue Yao showed him affection in a way that the Seventh Prince had always remembered.
It turns out that it's not just the similarly flavored milk that matters, but also the person who feeds it.
The combination of the two is what will allow this emotionally challenged Dragon Pride pup to find a sense of security.
The aunt in the prince's room did not understand the odd tacit understanding between the two children, and, undaunted, went up and said, "I'm sorry to trouble the prince, but why don't you let me feed him?"
Xue Yao's old father hadn't had enough of breastfeeding, and was about to shrug it off when he saw the Seventh Prince sipping on his milk while slightly sidling his head to force his aunt back with a small purr.
His Highness is about to be fed by Silly Telekinesis!
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Two days later, the imperial decree came down, accompanied by the driver on the tour of the list is not surprisingly written in the Shi Fei, surprisingly, there is also Yi nobleman.