[Comprehensive] Abandoned Prince Survival Story

Looking at the tall and majestic Xianyang Palace in the night, Fusu, who had been wandering in the mountains for more than a month because of catching rabbits (lost), excitedly hugged a litter of rabbits in his hand and kissed them twice.

Originally, Fusu only wanted to catch two rabbits, but after he caught two rabbits, he was lost in the mountains... indulged in the beauty of the mountains, so he stayed in the mountains for too long. Creatures really have to be separated, the fertility is too strong.

Fusu, who was only wearing the inner garment, made a small pocket out of the inner garment, put a litter of rabbits in it, and hung it on his chest. He regretted throwing away the outer coat because it was accidentally stained with blood. It's reckless behavior.

If he had known that he would have to wander around the mountains for so long, who the hell would want to be a streaking little savage without even a pair of underwear?

Underwear is worn outside, and there must be underwear first.

But fortunately, for the Jinjiang stars, whether they wear underwear or not does not affect their performance. After only a few neat spins and jumps, Fusu slipped into Xianyang under the cover of the night like no one's land. royal palace.

The first thing to do when returning to the palace is of course to go back to the bedroom to take a shower, then change clothes, and finally have a good meal.

Thinking of the chef in his palace who was good at making chicken drumsticks of various flavors, Fusu took a deep breath, and walked towards his bedroom without stopping.

As soon as he walked to the door of the bedroom, Fusu suddenly noticed something was wrong, there were several white banners hanging on the door.

Although Fusu came to Blue Star not long ago and didn't have a lot of common sense, he happened to know why the white flag was hanging on the door.

"Did someone die in the palace? Who died? Hey... No... Who wants to hang a white banner on my door after death? And only hang it on my door... It's too much!"

Fusu pursed her lips and said a little unhappy.

In the palace, only the empress dowager, the queen, and the king of Qin are eligible to have the whole palace, the whole city, and the whole country mourn for them after their death, while the others... even the prince of the king of Qin can only hang in his own palace. Bai Ban was going to attend the funeral, and if King Qin was in a good mood, he would change into plain clothes to express his condolences.

So, now which bastard is dead and hangs the white banner at my house?

Fusu walked into his palace angrily, but unfortunately he has lost a lot of weight recently due to long-term starvation, and he can no longer be like before. His cheeks to help out, otherwise he will definitely look better when he is angry.

As soon as he walked to the entrance of the main hall, Fusu found that his originally dignified and cute main hall had been arranged to look like a mourning hall.

Pieces of translucent white gauze fell from the sky, fluttering gently in the main hall with the night wind, looking particularly eerie and terrifying.

Through the white gauze dangling in front of his eyes from time to time, Fusu could clearly see a black coffin of nanmu placed in the center of the main hall.

But the strange thing is that this coffin is very short, it seems to be only four feet long, unless the owner of the coffin is a dwarf, there is no way to hold an adult.

That's strange, whose coffin is this?How to put it in this baby's womb?

Just as Fusu was about to walk over, he heard the voices of two childish girls next to the coffin.

"Sister Hehua, Brother Fusu liked to eat chicken legs the most before his death. Shall we burn more chicken legs for him?"

"Well... these are my brother's favorites... He likes to eat chicken legs, duck legs, goose legs... everything with meat..."

"This...Brother Fusu asked me to beg for it several times, but I didn't give it to him...Now, Brother Fusu, you go, I'll burn it to you..."

"This...my...brother loved this dress the most...I eavesdropped on what my father and mother said...they said that my brother died naked and didn't even wear any clothes..."

Mouth!Who is naked?Who has no clothes on?You don't have any clothes on!Ben has clothes on, Ben just doesn't have pants on!

Unbearable, unbearable.

Facing the rumors from acquaintances, Fusu lifted the white gauze angrily, went to Hehua and Baozhu who were kneeling on the ground "burning fire" and playing "happily" and pointed at the two younger sisters in a condescending manner. He reprimanded loudly: "You two bad guys, just burn Baby Ben's clothes, and blame Baby Ben for not wearing any clothes!"

Fusu said, angrily tugged at the inner garment on his body, grabbed the inner garment and approached Hehua and Baozhu, and said while walking forward: "Did you see it! Clothes!"

"Ah!" Hehua and Baozhu screamed together, hugged each other, stood up and took a few steps back, looking at Fusu vigilantly.

"Where did the little beggar come from, dare to trespass on Xianyang Palace?" He Hua pointed at Fu Su, his little face flushed with anger.

Damn girl!I am your brother!He is the most handsome and cutest brother!You actually called your brother a little beggar!

Fusu was almost driven mad by He Hua, who was he for?Why go to the mountains to catch rabbits, then encounter an earthquake, then get lost... and still insist on catching rabbits?Isn't it because He Hua is his own sister!

Kiss your sister!

He didn't have the joy of reuniting after a long absence, but was splashed with cold water by the person closest to him, Fusu was so angry that He Hua kept trembling at the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

By chance, standing next to Hehua, pinching the orb on his nose with his hands, he said in a childish voice, "Little beggar! It stinks!"

"Hey! You two! If you talk nonsense, believe it or not, I will beat you!" Fu He raised his fist in a demonstrative manner, which immediately caused the two little meatballs in front of him to scream.

"Help! There are villains!"

"Come quickly! A thief has broken into the palace!"

Although Hehua and Baozhu are young, their lung capacity is not small at all. The soprano tune accompanied by the helpless cry of little Lolita pierced the night sky.

Fusu covered her ears, looked at the two younger sisters who were screaming ecstasy, reckoning that the two would not be able to calm down for a while, and they couldn't be knocked out like other people, so after much hesitation, they could only stay behind. The rabbit then habitually covered its ears and ran away.

Running all the way out of his bedroom, Fusu wanted to complain to Miji, saying "Baby is suffering, baby is tired, baby feels uncomfortable, sister bullies baby", but after looking up at the sky, Fusu hesitated.

At this time, the kitchen in Mi Ji's bedroom must have been turned off long ago, and even if it hadn't been turned off, there must be only those women eating pussy dishes.

This baby has been hungry for a month and hasn't eaten meat. After finally returning home, how can he not eat meat and eat those motherfuckers?

After a little thought, Fusu turned his gaze to the other side of Xianyang Palace.

At this time, in the study of Yingzheng University.

Under the two two-foot-tall bronze lanterns, a black figure leaned over the long table covered with bamboo slips, snoring lightly from his nostrils, as if telling everyone that he was sleeping soundly.

Fusu's "death" made Yingzheng restless at night, but the battle to destroy Korea was imminent. As the King of Qin, Yingzheng dared not relax in the slightest.

Although he has a harem of three thousand and countless beauties, Ying Zheng often watches the sun rise and set in the big study alone. When he gets tired, he can only lie down on the long table and rest for a while, and he doesn't even have time to go back to the bedroom to rest.

Especially recently, every night when Ying Zheng fell asleep, he would hear Fusu's familiar voice.

"Father...Father, wake up...you wake up...Su'er is hungry...do you have something to eat?"

Today's voice sounds extraordinarily real.

Ying Zheng slowly opened his eyes, and saw a figure actually appeared under the moonlight. Although he didn't look like Fusu in terms of figure and appearance, his movements of rummaging for snacks in the dark compartment of the study were so familiar.

The third shelf on the left is the best yellow beef jerky... the fourth shelf in the middle is smoked venison... the seventh shelf on the right is always chilled with marinated chicken legs...

These are snacks that Fusu usually likes to eat, and he personally ordered people to put them in when he was "alive".

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng felt a little dazed. He looked at the figure who was stuffing jerky into his mouth, and called out, "Su Er..."

Fu Su turned his head in response, showed a bright smile at Ying Zheng, and said happily: "Father, Su Er is back, are you happy?"

Ying Zheng stared at Fu Su for a long time, seeing his stupid appearance of eating a chicken leg to the left and a piece of jerky to the right, and then rolling his eyes until he choked on the chicken leg and jerky, finally couldn't help bringing him a cup of tea, "Su Son, how did you become like this?"

"Huh? How?" Fusu touched his face with his hands, tilted his head to look at Ying Zheng and said, "I haven't looked in the mirror since I came back, so it's not... not disfigured?"

Seeing his son's familiar demeanor, movements and tone of voice, Ying Zheng was finally convinced that the man in tatters in front of him was his dead son, "Su Er...you've lost weight."

Not only thinner, but also beautiful.

With melon-seeded eyes, big eyes, and snow-white skin, she can already be called bright and beautiful at a young age.

It's also because Fusu is still young now, and in two years' time, when he grows up a bit, I don't know how many girls he will be fascinated by.

In fact, this is thanks to the fact that although Fusu has no self-care ability, she still loves to be clean, and insists on washing her hair and bathing every day-the only regret is that she can't wash clothes, and she has no clothes to change.

Therefore, even after a month in the mountains, his clothes were rotten and dirty, but his face was still well maintained.

When bored, Fusu would even peel a few wild fruits to make facial masks.

Hearing Yingzheng mention this matter, Fusu immediately put down the chicken leg in his hand, and yelled at Yingzheng aggrievedly, "I haven't eaten for a month, I'm starving to death, of course I'm skinny."

"Good boy... darling... don't feel wronged..." Ying Zheng stretched out his hand, hugged the wronged Fusu into his arms, stroked his back, and comforted him softly: "Just go home... …The family can eat whatever they want, and the widowed Su Er no longer has to go hungry.”

Fusu nodded, nestled obediently in Yingzheng's arms, ate two chicken legs, and after being full, finally fell into the fragrance of dreams under Yingzheng's gentle comfort.

It's good to be home, although my sister is a bit annoying, but my father loves me and my mother loves me, and I have big chicken legs to eat.

Looking at Fusu who was still belching beautifully in her sleep, a trace of sadness flashed in Yingzheng's eyes.