Quick Wear: Who Let a Three-Year-Old Save the World?

Such a big fuss was made because the emperor came to welcome Mu Congnan.

Shen Xinghe was the first to learn the news that Mu Congnan had returned.

"What about Miaomiao?" Shen Xinghe asked impatiently, "The cutest cub."

The subordinate who was in charge of getting the news thought for a moment and then replied, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did bring back a child."

However, the distance was too far and they could not see the child's appearance clearly, leaving only a blurry photo.

Looking at the photo whose face was almost unrecognizable, Shen Xinghe's dark eyes were filled with many complicated emotions.

He could almost be sure that it was Miaomiao.

His intuition told him that his sister was found.

After all, it would be hard to find a second cub as round as this one.

Miaomiao: She is really going to be angry.

She is just bloated, bloated, do you understand?

Humph.

With Shen Xinghe's current identity, he can find a reason to meet the prince.

However, by that time, it would be difficult to get him to hand over Miaomiao.

After all, Shen Xinghe knew how popular Miaomiao was.

Although it was a bit difficult, Shen Xinghe never planned to give up. He knew that Miaomiao was waiting for him.

Mu Congnan lay in his soft big bed with his hands under his head, looking a little absent-minded.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be.

He robbed the cubs, blasted the Zerg, and even the star pirates could not escape his clutches.

So, what's the reason for his sudden loneliness now?

There was a hint of doubt in Mu Congnan's eyes.

But soon, he found an excuse for himself.

It must be because I am too invincible.

Indeed, being too perfect is also a sin.

Mu Congnan suddenly thought of that ungrateful kid, and thought to himself that only she would go against him.

Mu Congnan turned over in annoyance, feeling like he was going crazy.

Otherwise, why would he still miss Miaomiao?

Something is wrong, this is very wrong.

Could it be that I have a masochistic tendency?

Do you have to be scolded by Miaomiao?

After a long time, Mu Congnan cursed softly, sat up from the bed, and looked dejected.

He was convinced, but he couldn't let Miaomiao go. Mu Congnan had a dark face and was ready to go find the emperor to get Miaomiao back.

Torture him, just torture him.

Anyway, what can a little guy like that do to me?

As soon as Ke Mu walked from Nan to the living room, he looked at the door and saw Lie Yan, who seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time.

Lieyan: Master, please don't say one thing and mean another in front of him.

After all, it has a common mind with you.

Translation: Master, stop pretending.

Hurry up and find Miaomiao back.

Mu Congnan: ...

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Inside the palace, Miaomiao looked at the food in front of her and couldn't help swallowing.

But she still looked at the emperor politely, "Uncle Emperor, can Miaomiao eat it?"

The emperor looked at Miaomiao with a smile and said, "Eat more."

"If it's not enough, I'll have someone prepare more for you."

Miao Miao quickly waved her hand, "No need, no need."

"That's enough."

But don’t order too much, otherwise it will waste food and you won’t have any teeth.

The system helplessly corrected, "Boy, that's shameless, not toothless."

Miao Miao nodded, "Same, same."

With a roar, Miaomiao started moving.

As soon as she put the spoon into her mouth, a mask of pain appeared on Miaomiao's chubby little face.

The emperor noticed that something was wrong with Miao Miao and asked quickly, "What's wrong?"

I saw Miaomiao swallowing the food in her mouth with difficulty, with tears in her eyes.

"Uncle Emperor, Fanfan and Caicai died unjustly."

The system couldn't help but burst out laughing.

His Miao Miao is so different that even if you say it tastes bad, it's still so special.

The emperor picked up another pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of food and put it into his mouth.

Ok……

That’s the taste, that’s right.

Looking at the sincere expression on the emperor's face that didn't seem fake, the system finally realized why this group of people were not keen on cooking and were only obsessed with nutrient solution.

After all, in the entire galaxy, no one wants to spend time and expensive ingredients, only to end up with a bunch of food that is not considered delicious.

Miaomiao sighed like a little adult.

It’s so difficult. It’s so difficult to eat.

The last time I had something delicious was last time.

Miaomiao thought about this while stuffing the pile of food that she would not be able to close her eyes when she died into her mouth.

It tastes bad, but Miaomiao is not going to waste it.

Looking at the little fellow eating with a wooden face, the emperor felt a little confused for some reason.

Is this meal really that unpalatable?

Miaomiao glanced at the emperor and shook her head.

This time he understood that Miaomiao was just sympathizing with him.

Yes, yes.

Looking at Miaomiao's expression, the system felt a little curious.

He knew that Miaomiao was never picky when it came to eating.

As long as there is access, Miaomiao has never been dissatisfied with the system.

Out of curiosity, the system gave me a taste connection.

As soon as I connected with Miaomiao, the system almost failed.

What does this smell like?

It's salty, spicy, and a little bitter.

It's like the seasoning is in your mouth, and a meeting is held.

The system immediately disconnected the taste connection and said to Miaomiao, "Miaomiao, shut up."

They are going to poison you with food.

I saw Miaomiao continuing to eat, with a ferocious expression on her chubby little face.

"It's okay. It's okay."

Miaomiao, just eat it and it will be fine.

The emperor couldn't bear it anymore and snatched the spoon from Miaomiao.

"Don't eat it."

After saying this, the emperor ordered the food to be taken away.

Can't waste it.

Miaomiao stretched out her hand and tried to take the food back.

But the emperor held her hand and said, "Don't worry."

"Someone will eat up the food."

After hearing the emperor's words, Miaomiao stopped.

The emperor just glanced at the person next to him.

The guard immediately understood what the emperor meant.

Bring the food and deliver it directly to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Mu Congnan: ???

The emperor finally realized that today's meal was not to Miaomiao's taste.

The system retched and complained at the same time.

This is not to Miaomiao's taste. No one should like food with this taste.

It takes another kind of talent to make the ingredients taste so bad.

In fact, the emperor could vaguely feel that the taste of the food was not so good.

But this is the best they can do.

As a result, during the interstellar chaos, all the previous recipes were lost.

Now, all meals are made by everyone through trial and error.

What's more, there are very few people who learn to cook, which leads to the fact that after so many years, the food still tastes the same.