The marshal saves the world with short legs

"Let me say, Feng Yan, are you sure you want to continue feeding Xiaozi?" Fengyu pointed to His Majesty, who is 14 years old but still fat like a dumpling: "I think Xiaozi is going to lose weight now." .”

"What weight loss?" Feng Yan glared at Feng Yu, who was trying to persuade himself to make less cakes: "The cutest ones are cute."

Fengyu is ruthless on the surface, but in her heart she can't wait to wake up Fengyan.

Wake up, when you are young, you are called cute when you are chubby, and when you grow up, you are called fat and ruin everything!

Moreover, for some reason, the father and mother still single-mindedly believed that it was he who fed Xiao Zi fat!

Let Fengyu explain that this matter has nothing to do with her, the main source is rumors, but Ao Jiao and Fengquan refuse to believe it.

Fengyu said that he was more wronged than June Feixue.

The rumor that the culprit made the magic cake but made the magic cake look like a normal cake has nothing to do with him!

But helplessly, Fengquan and Aojiao just didn't listen to Fengyu's explanation, thinking that Fengyu was trying to quibble.

In Fengquan's words, even if the princes of the royal family are not suave, they will not be as fat as a ball like Xiaozi. It must be that Fengyu secretly fed the medicine, which caused Xiaozi to be overnourished and unable to lose weight no matter what. down.

Fengyu can do this, Fengyu is also very desperate.

"By the way, I heard that elder brother insisted on going to the border?" Feng Yan asked himself the reason why he asked Fengyu to come here after he finished teasing Fengyu: "Did Mommy agree?"

"In the past few years, there have been very few battles between the Zerg race and humans at the border. Mother has no opinion on the elder brother's request, mainly because she is worried that it will affect the elder brother's studies, so she is still thinking about whether to agree or not." Feng Yu asked her own wind. Yan said, "However, I have heard that my mother intends to let Xiaozi go to the border to practice."

Hearing Feng Yu's words, Feng Yan spit out the water from his mouth: "What did you say, say it again?"

Fengyu said without objection: "Mother wants Xiaozi to go to the border to practice."

"No, Mommy is not afraid that Xiaozi's studies will be affected if the eldest brother goes to the border to affect his studies?" Feng Yan wiped the corner of his mouth and looked at Fengyu.

Feng Yan turned around and looked at His Majesty the Zonghuang who was pulling Duan Bailuo to play games on the optical brain: "Xiao Zi's grades, Feng Yan, how much conscience do you have to say that it will affect your studies?"

Rumor: ...

"That's right, even if Xiaozi's grades are too bad to be rescued, but Xiaozi is only 14 years old this year, and he is still a child. Isn't it difficult for Mommy to let Xiaozi go to the battlefield?" After coughing twice, Feng Yan said to Fengyu spoke.

What's more, Xiao Zi himself is still a Zerg, let Xiao Zi go to the battlefield?

Is that beating insects or beating people?

"All in all, this is probably the case. Mother is already discussing the feasibility of this matter with father." Feng Yu looked at Feng Yan, told Ao Jiao's plan, and then looked at Feng Yan meaningfully. : "If you don't want Xiao Zi to go to the battlefield, it's not impossible, as long as you can make some actions that affect mother's decision."

Feng Yan looked at Feng Yu who reminded herself: "You are so kind?"

"You can do it or not, and no one is forcing you to do it." Fengyu pushed the prescription-free glasses on her face, and said to Feng Yan: "I'm going to the Academy of Science and Technology, so I won't chat with you. Take a step."

Feng Yan looked at Fengyu who was leaving, and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

What can divert Mommy's attention from Xiaozi?

Feng Yan suddenly remembered the new type of magic formation that he had just researched in his room based on some high-tech ideas of Interstellar.

"Perhaps, you can give it a try?" Feng Yan asked thoughtfully.

"Grumbling--"

His Majesty the Zonghuang, who was halfway through the game, suddenly heard his stomach growl, and touched his stomach strangely.

Duan Bailuo looked at His Majesty the Insect Emperor, who was still chubby even though he was a teenager, and looked foolish: "Your Highness, why is it always easy to get hungry recently?"

His Majesty the Zong Huang shook his head in confusion, and said to Duan Bailuo: "I don't know, I just suddenly want to eat a lot of food, and I feel uncomfortable if I don't eat."

The last time this happened was when His Majesty the Zonghuang's tail had just grown out.

But at that time, the third brother's small cake had already satisfied the energy needed by His Majesty the Zonghuang, so when the tail was long, there was no risk at all, and a small tail grew naturally.

The Zerg cubs have developed twice. The first time is usually around seven years old. At this time, the higher cubs can have human form, and His Majesty the Zerg Emperor grows Zerg characteristics when he is seven years old.

The second time is usually at the age of 20. At this time, the energy needed by the cubs is the sum of the energy swallowed in the previous 20 years, or even doubled. At the same time, the cubs have the highest mortality rate during development.

Therefore, most parents of the Zerg will feed their cubs fat and white before they are 20 years old, so that the cubs can store more energy in their bodies, so that the cubs can relax a bit when they grow again.

This time of development means that the worm has entered adulthood and can start courtship.

The second development is no better than the first development, and the small cakes researched by Feng Yan must not be able to meet the energy needs of the Zonghuang.

So His Majesty the Zerg Emperor will visit the Zerg before he turns 20.

His Majesty the Zonghuang counted with his fingers, and muttered: "It's strange, it's still a long time before the age of 20, why are you suddenly hungry?"

The emperor has not yet entered the period of secondary development.

Duan Bailuo heard what His Majesty the Zonghuang said about being 20 years old, and looked at His Majesty Zonghuang suspiciously, but His Majesty the Zonghuang didn't give Duan Bailuo an answer, but ran to Feng Yan's side groping his stomach: "Third brother, are you still Do you have any cakes, I'm hungry again."

"Why are you so hungry recently?" As the main force of His Majesty the Zonghuang's food supply, Feng Yan was the first person to discover this abnormality of His Majesty the Zonghuang.

At first, he didn't pay attention to it, but seeing His Majesty's increasingly exaggerated appetite, Feng Yan frowned worriedly, and looked at His Majesty: "Is there something uncomfortable?"

As a top student, Feng Yan naturally knew that when the Zerg was injured, they would need some energy to heal the wound: "Did you get injured recently?"

"No." His Majesty the Zonghuang squeezed the flesh on his stomach with some embarrassment and said, "I don't know why, but I suddenly want to eat everything recently."

You must know that in the human territory, it is rumored that whatever is delicious and nutritious is stuffed into the mouth of His Majesty the Zonghuang, which has caused His Majesty the Zonghuang's appetite to become more and more picky.

It's not like when the shell was just broken, everything can be stuffed into the mouth.

But the intensified hunger during this period of time brought His Majesty the Zerg King back to the period when he wanted to stuff everything into his mouth.

Feng Yan looked at the white and fat worm emperor fed by him in front of him with some embarrassment: "Xiao Zi, eat the candy in my storage compartment first, and I will make some cakes for you to eat."

His Majesty the Zong Huang obediently sat on the sofa, nodding obediently to Feng Yan.

Suddenly felt that his forehead was a little itchy, and scratched his forehead.

"Your Highness..." Duan Bailuo suddenly held His Majesty's hand, "Stop scratching your forehead, your forehead is turning red."

Looking at His Majesty the Zonghuang who has become more and more abnormal recently, Duan Bailuo was a little worried: "Are you really all right?"

"It's fine." His Majesty the Zong Huang said to Duan Bailuo, except that he was hungry and felt that everything was fine, "Bai Luo, can you let go, my forehead is so itchy."

"Itch?" Duan Bailuo put his hand on the skin on the forehead that was scratched red by His Majesty the Zonghuang himself: "Is it here?"

His Majesty the Zonghuang nodded obediently: "This is it."

"Has there been such a situation before?" Duan Bailuo was a little helpless for His Majesty the Zonghuang's unexpected situation, looking at His Majesty the Zonghuang sitting in front of him obediently, and asked.

"No." His Majesty the Zonghuang thought for a while, and then said: "Yes, there are, but the last time it was itchy, it wasn't my forehead, it was the place where I had a long tail!"

"However, this time the forehead is more itchy than last time." His Majesty the Zonghuang tried to scratch his forehead with his hands, but was stopped by Duan Bailuo: "If you don't know the problem, it's better not to scratch it." .”

Moreover, His Majesty the Zonghuang himself is very strong, and his skin is white. After being scratched like this, the forehead looks a little shocking.

"But, Bai Luo." His Majesty the Zong Huang really couldn't stand the feeling on his forehead, so he moved his hand trying to struggle Duan Bailuo to scratch his forehead: "Uncomfortable."

"Be patient." Duan Bailuo himself is a human being after all, and he has nothing to do with His Majesty's current problems, so he can only use his hand to cover His Majesty's forehead.

"Hmm." His Majesty the Zong Huang rubbed Duan Bailuo's hand with his forehead: "Bai Luo, your hands are so cold and so comfortable."

Ice cold?

Duan Bailuo let go of His Majesty's hand and touched his forehead.

No, my hand is obviously at a normal temperature.

Duan Bailuo saw that His Majesty the Zonghuang didn't seem to be struggling in any pain, so he tried to let go of his hand: "Your Highness, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

His Majesty the Zonghuang carefully touched his forehead, and shook his head: "Bai Luo, after covering it for a while, it will stop itching."

Duan Bailuo breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

"That's right, it hurts a little?" His Majesty the Zonghuang nodded slowly on a piece of skin on his forehead that was about to become red and swollen.

Duan Bailuo: "...Little Highness, you grabbed your skin so hard, it's no wonder it doesn't hurt. I'll go to those ointments and apply it on your skin later."

"Oh." His Majesty the Zonghuang nodded to show that he knew, then stood up, opened the storage compartment of Feng Yan, took out two candies from the storage compartment, and handed one of them to Duan Bailuo : "Bai Luo, do you want to eat?"

Duan Bailuo also knew that this candy was used by His Majesty the Zonghuang to fight hunger, so he shook his head: "Your Highness, you can eat it, I don't need it."

"Oh." His Majesty the Zonghuang put the candy in his mouth and said vaguely.