The marshal saves the world with short legs

"What's the matter, is your forehead itching again?" Duan Bailuo saw His Majesty the Zerg Emperor touching his forehead uncomfortably, leaned over, and looked at His Majesty the Zerg Emperor: "Is it a disease unique to your Zerg race? Can't the equipment detect it?"

"Do you want to go back to the Zerg in private to see what's going on with your body?" Duan Bailuo suggested to His Majesty the Zerg Emperor while stroking His Majesty the Zerg Emperor's forehead, and His Majesty the Zerg Emperor shook uncomfortably. Shaking his head: "Very hungry, Bai Luo, I want to eat a small cake."

"Your Highness, you have already eaten most of the cake that the Third Highness left behind when he left. If you continue to eat, the cake will be gone before the Third Highness returns." Duan Bailuo frowned, Looking at the uncomfortable His Majesty the Zonghuang, he finally sighed and nodded to His Majesty the Zonghuang: "It's snowing, you wait here first, I'll get you a cake."

His Majesty the Zonghuang yawned and nodded.

At this time, the light brain reminded His Majesty the Zonghuang that there was a new message. After reading the message, His Majesty the Zonghuang rubbed his eyes and got up from the bed.

Duan Bailuo who came back with the cake found that His Majesty the Zonghuang had got up from the bed, looking at the pants in his hand in confusion.

"Bai Luo..." Seeing Duan Bailuo approaching, His Majesty the Zonghuang looked at Duan Bailuo tearfully: "I don't really have some strange disease, do I?"

"What's the matter?" Duan Bailuo heard His Majesty the Zonghuang's words, and quickly put down the cake in his hand and walked into His Majesty the Zonghuang, only to find that His Majesty the Zonghuang was looking at his pants anxiously: "My pants are too big .”

As he said that, His Majesty the Zonghuang let go of his hand holding the trousers, and the trousers slid from His Majesty's waist to his calves: "Look, it's so much bigger."

His Majesty the Zonghuang's clothes are all tailor-made, and they all fit the best, but they are already so big now, which means that His Majesty the Zonghuang has lost so much weight.

Duan Bailuo looked again, only to find that His Majesty's chin had already protruded.

It's just because His Majesty the Zonghuang was really too fat, so although it looks scary to lose so much weight, it is not worth mentioning compared to His Majesty the Zonghuang's own weight, so it is not so obvious.

In addition, Duan Bailuo stayed with His Majesty the Zonghuang almost 24 hours a day, so he didn't notice that His Majesty the Zonghuang lost weight.

"Should I have a doctor's examination?" Although Duan Bailuo always stood with Ao Jiao trying to make His Majesty the Zonghuang lose weight, but losing weight is not the way to lose weight. Seeing His Majesty the Zonghuang whose pants are so big, Duan Bailuo couldn't stop worrying.

Although the little highness is not a human being... Bah, even though the little highness is the king of insects, he is also a child raised by his own milk. After so many years of getting along, the little highness is sincere to him, and he is stupid when he looks at the little highness. The feelings are also deep.

His Majesty the Zonghuang was even more confused: "But when Mommy took me to see Yisheng a few days ago, the doctor said that I am in good health."

Doctors have said that Ben Huang is in good health.

Is it really the same as what my friends said, it is a disease unique to their Zerg, and it cannot be detected by humans?

"Why don't you, my little Highness, take advantage of the reason of looking for the third highness tomorrow, and go to the Zerg to see what's going on with you?" Duan Bailuo looked at the pitiful look of His Majesty the Zerg Emperor, and touched His Majesty the Zerg Emperor's hand with distress. head.

His Majesty the Zonghuang thought for a while, then nodded to Duan Bailuo: "Yes, that's the only way to go."

"I told someone to make a suit for your highness. Does your highness want to go out to play when you put on clothes?" Now it's time for vacation, and His Majesty the Zonghuang himself likes to be lazy in his small room. Usually in pajamas.

The posture of changing clothes must be to go out, at least to meet people.

His Majesty the Zonghuang remembered the purpose of his dressing, and nodded quickly: "Second brother said that the eldest brother is going to the military headquarters, and he will not see the eldest brother for a long time, so he wants me to say goodbye to the eldest brother." .”

That's not what the Emperor himself wants to go.

Duan Bailuo twitched his lips when he heard His Majesty the Zonghuang's words.

Your Highness, what you said is just like His Highness going to die.

His Majesty the Zonghuang didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, but looked at his clothes dejectedly, trying to find something he could still wear now.

After trying on all the clothes, he found that His Majesty the Zong Huang, who was too big, waited for his new clothes.

Duan Bailuo showed the new clothes to His Majesty the Zonghuang: "Can I wear them if I try?"

His Majesty the Zong Huang put it on immediately, and nodded to Duan Bailuo: "It can be worn."

"Then put it on first and go to the Second Highness." Duan Bailuo looked at Xin's clothes and nodded to His Majesty the Zonghuang.

"Will Bai Luo go with me?" His Majesty the Zonghuang asked suddenly, Duan Bailuo thought for a while, but shook his head: "I won't go, I still want to find Ziqi."

His Majesty the Zonghuang pouted dissatisfiedly: "It's Nan Ziqi again."

What do you mean by snatching friends from the emperor every day!

"I made an appointment with Nan Ziqi a long time ago." Duan Bailuo was a little amused: "Why is your highness getting more and more possessive?"

"I don't care!" His Majesty the Worm Emperor pouted, "Bai Luo belongs to me."

The one who wants to rob Bai Luo from the emperor is a big villain!

snort!

Regarding His Majesty's willful remarks, Duan Bailuo shook his head helplessly, and he didn't know how to tell His Majesty the Zonghuang to correct him.

"Okay, didn't you say you're going to see His Highness, hurry up." Duan Bailuo sighed, and didn't try to correct His Majesty the Zonghuang, who nodded to show that he understood.

On the other side, Fengyu looked at Fengren who was a little nervous, and drank a cup of tea with a smile: "Isn't it just Xiaozi who came to see you, so you shouldn't be so nervous."

Feng Ren pursed his lips and did not speak, Feng Yu stopped teasing Feng Ren, and just drank tea calmly.

Feng Yu, who has been wandering on the edge of Fengren's bottom line for so many years, has almost touched Fengren's bottom line, and doesn't mind Fengren's indifference.

At this moment, the door of Feng Ren's room opened automatically, Feng Yu raised his eyebrows: "The authority in the elder brother's room is also open to Xiao Zi?"

Feng Ren didn't speak, but looked at Feng Yu who knew what to ask.

Until a third figure appeared in the room.

Feng Ren looked at His Majesty the Zong Huang, and frowned subconsciously. Before Feng Yu felt a lump in his heart, Feng Ren said, "Why have you lost so much weight?"

His Majesty the Zonghuang, who was not brisk at first, felt even more heavy: "Really, have you really lost a lot of weight?"

This emperor must have some strange disease!

Will this disease kill worms?

It should be, Zerg pup mortality has always been high.

it's over... it's over...

His Majesty the Zong Huang was in a heavy heart at this moment, he was in no mood to care about the cold relationship between himself and Feng Ren, and he did not resist when Feng Ren approached him.

Seeing that His Majesty the Zong Huang did not resist his approach, Feng Ren revealed a trace of a smile between his brows, which was quickly covered by the appearance of getting used to the cold expression.

Feng Ren took the hand of His Majesty the Zonghuang, probed the aura into His Majesty's body, felt it for a while, and then said: "But the body is very healthy."

"But, but, I have lost so much weight." His Majesty the Zonghuang pinched his stomach: "Look, the meat is not as much as before."

Fengren, who had never been approached by His Majesty the Zonghuang, was flustered for a moment, but the moment His Majesty Zonghuang spoke, Feng Ren subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the flesh on His Majesty's stomach.

Really... soft.

Feng Yan fed Xiao Zi until she was chubby, thinking about it, it was pretty good.

"It's okay to lose weight." Feng Ren maintained a cold expression while setting off fireworks in his heart: "It's time for Feng Yan to raise you back."

"Small cakes are useless." His Majesty the Zonghuang was worried when he thought of this, his brows were almost wrinkled: "When the third brother was here, I was always thinner."

The flesh on his body fell down.

This emperor thinks that this emperor really has a strange disease, woo woo woo...

Fengyu looked at the two brothers who were addicted to the emotion of "whether the emperor will die", one was racking his brains to comfort the other, and they were drinking tea calmly.

Isn't this getting along well?

It has been said that Fengren doesn't need to let him accompany him when he sees Xiaozi, but Fengren himself doesn't believe it.