The irritable prince's little crying bag is milky and sweet

Su Fuliu's stomach suddenly growled.

It’s over.

I have a stomachache.

It's really terrible, when is it bad to have a stomachache, it has to be at this time.

He really wanted to endure it, wait until the palace banquet was over, and return to the palace.

But it can't be done, he can't take it anymore because of the upheaval in his stomach.

Feng Muting noticed that something was wrong with Su Fuliu, so he looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Su Fuliu leaned over in embarrassment, and said to Feng Muting in a low voice: "My lord, my little... I have a stomachache... I want to go to the latrine."

"This king will go with you." After saying that, Feng Muting was about to stand up.

Su Fuliu hurriedly stopped him: "No, no, no need, how can the prince accompany you when you go to the latrine? Isn't this putting the cart before the horse? Besides, what is the prince doing? Does it smell bad..."

"..."

"The prince is the protagonist of the palace banquet, you can't walk away at will, the little ones will go back." Su Fuliu could hardly bear it anymore, and after finishing speaking, he bowed his waist and quietly exited the hall.

After going out, he hurriedly asked where the hut was.

Under the guidance of the palace man, he successfully found the hut and solved the problem.

After he came out, he washed his hands, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. It was really dangerous, and he almost became notorious.

Then, he walked back.

In the end, on the way back, he saw a sneaky figure, he was stunned for a moment, thinking that this is the palace, how dare someone sneak around in the palace?

He couldn't help but followed secretly.

It turned out that it was a palace man who was walking towards the well in the palace with a child in his arms.

He was shocked and rushed over: "Bold!"

He yelled loudly, making the villain trembling in fright.

Seeing that someone found out, the palace servants were ready to throw the child into the well and run away.

Su Fuliu rushed over and grabbed the man's arm, but the child had already escaped from his hand.

Su Fuliu immediately let go of the man, rushed over, and grabbed the child's arm.

The child was hanging over the mouth of the well, and Su Fuliu quickly lifted him up. Although this would hurt the child's arm, his life was at stake.

Just then the child woke up, and seeing himself hanging in the well, he wept in terror.

"Don't be afraid, uncle will rescue you!" Su Fuliu said.

The child looked at Su Fuliu, and stopped crying for an instant, but put on a frightened expression: "Uncle, be careful!"

But before Su Fuliu could react, a stone hit the back of his head firmly.

His vision instantly went dark, but his hand was still firmly grasping the child's arm.

He shook his head, only to regain his sight, and then he fished the child up, then turned around and slid down, leaning against the edge of the well with a splitting headache.

The child was held in his arms, and nothing happened.

Seeing that both of them were fine, the palace man ran away in fright.

"Uncle, are you okay?!"

Su Fuliu knows this child, isn't this child the lovely child named Yibao who toasted Feng Muting in the hall.

He shook his head: "I'm fine, but my head hurts, can you help me find our prince..."

"Your prince? Are you talking about Uncle Ting?"

"Um……"

"Okay, then you wait, I'll go find Uncle Ting Wang for you." Yi Bao nodded, and immediately ran away.

Su Fuliu leaned there with her mouth curled up, her headache was about to explode.

This right eyelid twitched, it really wasn't a good thing.

However, being able to save that innocent child was also a blessing.

However, he also knew that he probably got into trouble again...