The Tyrant's Cannon Fodder Queen[Transmigration Book]

"Your Highness can have a taste of my special milk before deciding whether to agree to my request." Xue Yao cocked his tail triumphantly, full of confidence in the seasoning of Wangzai's milk!

The Seventh Prince tugged at the small windmill in his hand, and acquiesced indifferently.

Feeding milk in private is actually against the palace rules. The diet of the young prince is very strict, so Xue Yao must find an opportunity to secretly feed Wangzai.

There are many people in the school, so naturally we can't take out Wangzai rashly.

After leaving the school, eunuchs, maids and nurses will follow and wait for orders.

You can only avoid others by waiting until the lunch break.

Ever since Xue Yao was "beaten to cry" by the fifth prince when he was reading with him on the first day, the sixth prince would take him to the Nuan Pavilion for a rest every lunch break.

After the three little princes are settled, the attendants will leave the warm pavilion and stand by in the south anteroom.

Xue Yao could take advantage of this opportunity to take the Seventh Prince and sneak into the north anteroom through the side door, and arrange the Wangzai deal.

The plan was decided, and Xue Yao waited for the opportunity to move.

During the lunch break this day, after the sixth prince finished telling the story to Xue Yao, he was still excited about playing football for the first time. He couldn't fall asleep for a while, and lay on the bed dancing, discussing his football experience with Xue Yao.

In desperation, Xue Yao spoke up.

He sang a nursery rhyme to lull the sixth prince to sleep.

As a result, the sixth prince was not coaxed to sleep, and the chubby seventh prince on the other side fell asleep as soon as he heard his singing...

Completely forgot about drinking milk!

After finally waiting for the sixth prince to fall asleep after chatting tiredly, Xue Yao turned over and boldly poked Long Aotian's cub's armpit in an attempt to tickle him to wake him up.

The seventh prince didn't respond.

Sleep soundly.

Xue Yao was very distressed.

He hopes to use Wangzai to buy the heart of this black-bellied cub as soon as possible.

This time we must seize the opportunity.

Xue Yao narrowed his eyes and made a decision to wake up the fat cub.

He used both hands to scratch the Seventh Prince's armpits and soles of his feet.

The little fat cub was still sleeping soundly, unable to wake up at all.

Xue Yao frowned and thought for a while, then tried to get close to Long Aotian's cub's ear, and said softly, "Didn't Your Highness want to drink milk?"

Hear the keyword "drinking milk".

The Seventh Prince's small mouth suddenly started to suck.

But still fast asleep.

Weak, fat, and able to sleep!

But in the end it was a reaction.

Xue Yao held his temper and continued to read next to the cub's ear, "Get up and drink milk?"

"Will you get up for milk?"

……

Every time Xue Yao whispered, the cub's chubby legs faintly kicked once or twice.

As if struggling to wake up.

Milk is for drinking!

Your Highness really wants to drink!

Finally, after the eighth kick, the Seventh Prince opened his expectant eyes with a "baji"!

Turning his head to look at Xue Yao blankly, His Highness's watery brown eyes blinked, and his long eyelashes were wet with sweat, and two or three of them together made it more distinct.

Seeing that His Highness was so anxious, he was sweating.

To drink milk!

"Is it okay to go to the ear room to drink milk? We agreed, if His Highness likes to drink, you are not allowed to tell others what I slipped in the tongue." Xue Yao discussed slowly and softly.

The Seventh Prince just woke up with a dazed expression, and couldn't think of any agreement for a while.

But the tone of the little companion's speech was too gentle, which made His Highness feel at ease and peaceful, and he didn't cry because he was woken up.

"Come on, let's go over there to drink milk." Xue Yao pointed to the empty ear room.

The seventh prince let out a sigh of relief, and opened his chubby arms towards Xue Yao, wanting to hug him.

Usually, his aunt would lift him up to drink milk.

Xue Yao didn't think much about it, he got up lightly, and reached out to hug the cub.

Use both arms.

Didn't hug it!

This is a solid pup, not puffy.

Xue Yao always tended to forget that his body was only eight years old, and he didn't have the strength of an adult, and now he couldn't even hold a three-year-old cub.

The Seventh Prince didn't understand why he wasn't picked up, but he still opened his arms, waiting for a hug with a dull expression.

Xue Yao stared at the fat boy and took a deep breath.

Can't admit defeat.

He leaned over and put his arms around the cub.

The gas sinks into Dantian.

One, two, three, up!

Can't get up.

Xue Yao was disheartened.

Too heavy!

The Seventh Prince, who was "unable to be carried" for the first time, went in without knowing it. For the sake of drinking milk, His Highness struggled to get up by himself.

Climb to the edge of the bed, turn around, turn your back to the edge of the bed, and stretch out a little fat leg to "explore" the ground.

Xue Yao quickly got off the bed, caught the fat boy from behind, and the two slipped into the ear room smoothly, and started the Wangzai transaction.

Xue Yao turned around and pretended to take something out of his sleeve pocket, but actually closed his eyes and entered the mental space, and took out a box of Wangzai milk.

"This milk was bought from a foreign country." Xue Yao pointed to the doll on the milk, and coaxed the cub, "It's specially for children. It tastes very special."

The Seventh Prince is basically illiterate at present, but he can still see that the characters on the milk carton are not from his own country - Daqi does not have simplified characters.

The weird "container" of milk and the strange "painting" style, in the eyes of the Seventh Prince, are indeed exotic, and it is credible to say that it is foreign.

Xue Yao was waiting for the cub to show an expression of eagerness to taste it.

However, the Seventh Prince looked indifferent.

Just wait patiently for the milk to drink.

His Highness is willing to drink any kind of milk, and he is not too picky about the taste, otherwise he will not grow into a solid chubby baby.

"Let's talk about it first." Xue Yao saw that His Highness was not very active, so he had to take the initiative to say: "Your Highness, taste it first, if you think it is particularly delicious, agree to my conditions, and don't tell others about my slip of the tongue. This box The milk is yours."

He guides patiently.

Taking Wangzai as a reward, I tried to make this Long Aotian cub obedient and cooperate with treatment in the future.

His Highness didn't take it seriously, and scratched his little bun's face.

Xue Yao poked open the milk with a straw and fed it to His Highness's mouth.

Because he had never seen this feeding method before, the Seventh Prince looked at Xue Yao suspiciously.

"Suck and drink." Xue Yao mouthed the noodles.

His Highness obediently leaned forward and bit the straw, and tried to take a small sip.

The moment the milk slipped into the mouth, the cub's brown eyes suddenly brightened!

The slightly widened eyes made the eyelashes curl up, and the whole cub was shocked.

After a short pause, His Highness's small mouth suddenly started sucking at a very high speed!

"Gudoo, Gudou, Gudoo, Gudoo..."

"Hey!" Xue Yao hurriedly pulled out the straw, and reminded: "I agreed to take a sip first, and His Highness will finish half the box with this sip!"

The Seventh Prince who was interrupted from drinking milk opened his small hands and said eagerly: "Does Your Highness still drink? Does Your Highness still drink?"

Xue Yao pursed his lips into a smug smile.

Just know that no kid can escape Wang Zai's clutches.

This time it was Xue Yao's turn to be careless. Looking at the anxious little fat boy, he asked softly, "Is Your Highness still drinking?"

"Still drinking! Still drinking!" His Highness replied excitedly!

"Who wants to drink milk?" Xue Yao guided patiently.

"Your Highness!"

"Who is His Highness?"

The Seventh Prince's anxious little face froze for a moment. This question required a turn for him, and his light brown pupils turned slightly, before he patted his chest and replied: "Master!"

Xue Yao: "..."

All right, let me be my father.

This is a very humble Long Aotian.

Xue Yao didn't want to deliberately embarrass the Seventh Prince, but was guiding him to think about a question - who is he.

Children with emotional communication disorder, accompanied by abnormal memory and logical thinking ability, are prone to the performance of self-consciousness.

The thinking of such children often jumps out of themselves, like a falcon, overlooking the whole situation from a high altitude.

On the contrary, they can see the complex events that look like a maze to others.

Therefore, the Seventh Prince will remind someone what to say from the perspective of a bystander. Even if he has a certain need, he will remind the people around him what to say and do from the perspective of a bystander like "His Highness is sleepy or not". What.

This is the root cause of the Seventh Prince's weird way of communicating.

This seemingly powerful talent actually has a huge hidden danger.

It is self-awareness.

Completely jumping out of the self-observing mode of thinking will make their emotional reception perception less than half that of ordinary people, so they appear cold and reticent.

If left uncorrected, it becomes almost stereotyped in adulthood.

Such a person may seem powerful, but he is actually lonely, not much different from a machine or a weapon.

What Xue Yao has to do is to stuff the cub's consciousness of flying high in the sky back into his fat little body, so that he can actually use himself to perceive the surroundings.

"Who is the master?" Xue Yao further guided the little guy to find himself.

The Seventh Prince's eyes became blank.

This question seemed to make his little head stuck, and the consciousness flying in mid-air began to look for the target who claimed to be the master in a panic.

Xue Yao bent over to the Seventh Prince and looked at him patiently: "Is the Lord Lu Qian?"

The Seventh Prince's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked up at him even more blankly.

"Then who is Lu Qian?" Xue Yao guided further, and seeing the Seventh Prince's expression was in a trance, he called him softly: "Lu Qian?"

The Seventh Prince's eyes flickered.

Gradually, those pronouns - "Seventh Prince", "His Royal Highness", and "Master" gradually converged and returned to the original body.

The consciousness falcon in mid-air found its body and became one with Lu Qian.

The Seventh Prince's bewildered gaze became peaceful as a result, and he stared at Xue Yao curiously.

Xue Yao knew that the guidance had worked, so he pursed his lips and smiled, shaking the Wangzai milk in his hand.

He wanted to hear Lu Qian take the initiative to say "I want to drink milk".

As long as the temptation is strong enough, His Highness will definitely be able to do it. Didn't you say it when you were in a hurry to ride a horse?

However, immediately after...

"Does Your Highness drink milk?" The Seventh Prince asked Xue Yao this question expectantly, and then began to nod to himself!

So eager to ask and answer!

Xue Yao: "..."

Well, it takes patience to heal.

In order to let the chubby cub take a normal lunch break as soon as possible, Xue Yao did not make things difficult for him, and emphasized the exchange condition that no repeated slips of the tongue were allowed, so he fed the rest of Wangzai to His Highness.

When he found that the milk box was empty, the Seventh Prince looked at Xue Yao sadly and asked, "Do you still drink, Your Highness?"

Xue Yao spread his hands: "No, there is only this box. If His Highness is obedient, I will find another box to feed His Highness, okay?"

"Aha!" The Seventh Prince showed surprise for the first time, threw himself into Xue Yao's arms with his short legs, raised his head and turned the left half of the little bun's face to him.

It's an act of begging to pinch your face.

This is the Seventh Prince's "killer weapon", because both the father and the elder brother like to pinch his face.

Xue Yao actually didn't understand the meaning of the little fat man's action, but when he saw the white and tender bun's face tilted towards him, he instinctively raised his hand and pinched it.

ah!This ice-melting little bun's face made Xue Yao temporarily forget about the future cruel King Ning who cut off his ears and tail.

Suddenly want to continue feeding what's going on!

Looking at the only three boxes of milk left in the space, Xue Yao immediately calmed down...

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Wuli Xiaoqi's high-cold dragon Aotian is afraid that he will not be able to keep it