The reborn prince's little palace maid in the apocalypse

The warm winter sun casts a little afterglow, shining on the red walls and green tiles of Yin'an Hall.

Compared to Xiaoba, who obediently let Yan Sinian wipe his hair, the puppy was much more irritable. The four dumplings did not hold it down while they were wiping it.

Dumplings and buns, which knew how to kung fu, were afraid of hurting it, but Hanamaki and steamed buns couldn't hold it at all, so they just turned around and let it run into the house.

After the puppy entered the house, he ran directly to Yan Sinian. He threw himself on Yan Sinian's lap, wagging his tail, sticking out his blue-purple tongue, and chuckled to please him.

Yan Sinian looked at the dog at his feet carefully. Its round head, round body, and round butt were bigger than an adult raccoon slave, and it looked indeed fat. No wonder Xiaoba likes her.

Yan Sinian couldn't tell what kind of dog it was. He had raised a dog in his previous life, but it was a mastiff. It probably hadn't been born yet. He doesn't understand other varieties.

Xiaoba looked at the puppy on the ground and asked Yan Sinian: "Does it like you?"

Yan Sinian was noncommittal about the dog at his feet. Even if it was the mastiff from his previous life, he had never thought about getting it back. Now his heart was as cold as frost and as hard as rock. Even if there were some tender gaps, they were only in response to Xiaoba's body.

At this time, dumplings and steamed buns chased the puppy. When they entered, they apologized to His Highness the Crown Prince for failing to take good care of the dog and bumped into His Highness and the master.

Yan Sinian did not blame them, saying that since Xiaoba brought the dog back, he should keep it! He also asked Dumpling to go to the Royal Animal Park to find a veterinarian to check the dog to see if there was anything wrong with it.

Dumplings and steamed buns agreed, one went to catch the dog, and the other came over to comb Xiaoba's hair.

While Steamed Bun was combing Master Xiaoba's hair, he quietly asked: "Master, give the puppy a name!"

Xiaoba shook his head and said, "You can't name the food."

"Food, food?" The steamed bun almost pulled Xiaoba's hair after hearing this.

"That's right! Look at how fat it is. It will definitely grow a lot of meat in the future. It can almost stew two pots!" Xiaoba visually inspected the puppy on the ground and nodded.

The puppy may have sensed Xiaoba's malicious gaze, so it was so frightened that it tried to hide behind Yan Sinian, and Dumpling could hardly hold it.

It seems that this puppy is quite smart and knows who has the final say in this house.

"Then, why can't the food be named?" Steamed Bun asked in confusion. She could call Steamed Bun, but why couldn't Steamed Bun be named Zhang San and Li Si.

Xiaoba retracted his hands into his sleeves, but actually took out a piece of [Jujube Paste Cookie] from the space, raised it in front of the steamed bun and asked, "I'll name it Yan Sinian, do you want to eat it?"

This time the steamed buns didn't even dare to move. Master Xiaoba was so mighty that he dared to say the prince's name in front of the prince and even use the name on the buns.

Let alone cakes, just find a piece of paper and write the prince's name on it, and you have to kneel down and knead it.

Yan Sinian, who was standing aside, felt slightly moved when he heard Xiaoba calling his name. He couldn't remember who called his name last time, as if no one had called him that name since he called it. I didn't expect to feel like this when my name was called out.

Xiaoba looked at the [Jujube Paste Cookie] in his hand and seemed to think of something. His sweet voice had a hint of deepness in it and said: "Someone told me that a name is the sustenance of feelings. It is a prayer for a better future. Contains the most affectionate blessings. So don’t name the food. With a name, you will have feelings, and if you have feelings, you won’t be able to eat it.”

After Xiaoba finished speaking, she put the piece of [Jujube Paste Cake] she had just named Yan Sinian into her mouth and swallowed it in two mouthfuls. After eating, she said to herself in the bronze mirror: " Eat it quickly while your feelings are not deep.”

After listening to Xiaoba's statement, Diaozi looked at the puppy in her arms. She thought it would be better to give the puppy a name! She was afraid that one day she would wake up and find this little thing in the pot. The main thing is that Dumpling really, really likes puppies, but her identity doesn't allow people to know this, let alone raise one of her own.

So Dumpling smiled and said to Xiao Hachi: "Master, didn't you say that you want to use this dog to catch mice for Hanamaki? You should give it a name!"

Xiaoba glanced at the dog in Dumpling's arms, thought for a while and said, "I caught it because it was fat. If it was named, how could I eat it?"

"This is easy to handle!" Dumpling squeezed the dog's paw in his arms and said to Xiaoba: "When it grows up, I will teach it to hunt and let it use the prey to redeem itself. The meat I hunt will be heavier than itself."

"Then you have to redeem it every year." Xiaoba also thinks this is a good idea, after all, a meal of meat is nothing compared to a meal of meat.

"Okay!" Dumpling nodded for the puppy.

If the puppy could understand their conversation, he would definitely curse. [If you ask me to catch mice, you don’t want to give me meat to eat. You also want me to hunt and earn meat for you. Does this mean I have to pay for my work? 】

Xiaoba looked at the chubby puppy and said, "Then call it [Fat]. I hope it will get fatter as it grows."

Dumpling was very happy and went to the veterinarian with the fat in his arms. The steamed bun also combed Master Xiaoba's hair and left.

Yan Sinian and Xiaoba were the only two people left in the room.