Empress Dowager of the New Era, Never Divorce!

The silver moon sprinkled the clear light, and the dumplings were eaten plumply in the Qianning little princess's hall, and they returned to the Emperor Ji's hall in the happy starlight walk.

Ah, enough food and wine, life is really pleasant!

What awaits her is...

When Tuanzi entered the hall, he was shocked, "Chuchu!...Huh? Chuchu, why...why didn't you accompany Xinxin to do homework?..."

Fu Chuchu stood in the middle of the palace courtyard, with a cute little face, her expression was not very good, "Huh, you still know what time it is when you come back, it will delay my evening class..."

Tuanzi hurried forward, "Hey, I forgot, I always feel that you will always be with Xinxin..."

Fu Chuchu: "The Pope is not like you! The Pope doesn't need other people to worry about him at all!"

Tuanzi felt that this logic didn't seem right, so he asked weakly: "...Xinxin doesn't need anyone to worry about, so why are you still here? Aren't you going to go to evening class?"

The corners of Fu Chuchu's long and beautiful eyebrows twitched slightly, she frowned, and said solemnly: "Ahem, I heard that you were beaten at the racecourse?"

Tuanzi lowered his head, ashamed, "Hmm..."

After confirming the situation, Fu Chuchu immediately said, "Ahem, really, why can't you beat a three-year-old..."

Tuanzi really wants to cry, doesn't she, little princess Qianning is really only three years old!

Fu Chuchu coughed twice again, and continued, "Can't you run, can't you hide?...Why are you so stupid, are you crying?"

Tuanzi felt that what the little saint said made sense, so he cried aggrievedly: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

Fu Chuchu stomped, "I didn't tell you to cry now!"

Tuanzi wiped away tears: "...then I'll cry later."

Fu Chuchu held up the sleeves of Tuanzi, turned around and walked, complaining, "Why didn't you cry just now?...you are so annoying...you..."

Speaking of this, I suddenly stopped myself, thinking of a long, long time ago, when Her Majesty the Empress was still Her Majesty the Empress, Her Majesty the Empress once said——

...She won't cry in the future, maybe she will only cry to you in the future...

Fu Chuchu's little hands couldn't help clenching a little bit, the dumpling was being pulled, and she couldn't help calling out: "Ouch, Ouch, my arm hurts..."

Fu Chuchu hurriedly let go of the hand holding the sleeve corner, and muttered angrily, "...fingers are still swollen, and the arm is also broken."

Tuanzi twitched her small nose, her long hair fluttering back and forth, "Chuchu, I'm so pitiful!"

Fu Chuchu pointed at the front of the dumpling, "You are not pitiful at all, what do you think you are eating?!"

Duanzi hurriedly covered his chest with his hands, trying to cover the traces of the delicious broth and sauce, "Then I'll take you to eat with me next time!"

Fu Chuchu got angry again, "You are really ignorant! I can't eat with the Jiheide family, I will be fined to stand! You should go by yourself!"

The March Church is backed by the Kingdom of God, and the Kingdom of God and the Kingdom of the Desert are rivals!

Tuanzi grabbed the little saint and shook her hand, "Okay, okay, if you don't go, don't go, isn't world peace good?"

Fu Chuchu: "...cough cough, show me your arm."

Tuanzi lifted up his sleeves, revealing his white and tender shoulders like lotus root joints, Fu Chuchu gasped: "It's all marked with red marks!..."

Tuanzi looked at it, and said bravely, "It's okay, how strong is a three-year-old kid?"

Fu Chuchu took a look at her, "I can't see that you really dote on your wife."

Tuanzi said anxiously: "Yan Yan is not my wife! She is a guest from afar!"

Fu Chuchu: "It's up to you." Then she covered her lips and coughed twice.

Tuanzi tilted his head and asked, "Chuchu, do you have something to hide? Why are you coughing all the time?"

What the hell is Unspeakable Concealment? ? ?

Fu Chuchu lightly frowned Xiao'e's eyebrows.

...I left her favorite fried noodles and toast for the dumpling, but the dumpling said hello casually and went to Princess Qianning for dinner.

The mood is of course...a little lost? ...

Ok……

Could this be my...unspeakable secret? ! !

Fu Chuchu pushed the dumpling away, turned around and said in embarrassment: "I have nothing to hide! I... I... I just want to cough..."

Ah, the little saint is so cute, red like a little apple!

Tuanzi smiled dotingly and said, "Okay, okay, then you cough, you can cough whatever you want!"

What nonsense? ! !

Embarrassed and annoyed, Fu Chuchu couldn't help coughing twice, "Ahem!"

Then, his body became hot and soft again, and he was about to fall down.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Tuanzi panicked, opened his arms, and hugged him tightly from behind, "Chuchu!..."

At this time, the two were already seven or eight years old. Although they were both soft girls, AO had other ideas, and at the critical moment, they jumped out like this.

Tuanzi: "Chuchu, what's wrong with you? You seem a little hot..."

Fu Chuchu also felt that her whole body was burning hot, do you need the big idiot Tuanzi to tell me, an omega is innocent, being hugged by alpha like this, of course it is very hot!

With a coquettish sound, Fu Chuchu broke away from the dumpling, her face flushed, and ran straight into the corridor of the hall.

Her ears were ringing, and she didn't hear Tuanzi chasing after her, "Chuchu! Chuchu!...Do you have a fever?!"

Garbage alpha!Super stupid! ! ——

Fu Chuchu rushed into a room, closed the door with a "bang", put the back of her hand against her little face, her heart beat so fast that she startled herself.

"Hmph!..." Fu Chuchu sat down at the table with her sleeves thrown, her arms folded, her face buried.

Hate, hate, hate! ...I am going to marry His Majesty the Pope!I am by no means a flirtatious woman! ! ... woo woo woo...

As if by the great wronged.

Tuanzi might really be a rubbish alpha, chasing omega halfway, and even chasing people away, like a headless chicken, scurrying around in the "maze-like" palace.

"Chuchu! Chuchu!..." The immature and anxious voice echoed.

Fu Chuchu covered her ears: "...don't listen! Don't listen! Xia Yueya chanted sutras!"

After a while, the voice of Tuanzi became smaller and smaller, and then disappeared? ? ?

Tuanzi actually turned a corner and ran to another place! ! !

There was silence all around, Fu Chuchu raised her head and said angrily: "——This idiot!!"

I hope that Tuanzi will find me, but I don't know that in the year of the monkey, Fu Chuchu caressed her cheeks from side to side, as if they were no longer hot, and felt better.

She held onto the corner of the table and stood up, and found that it was originally a storage room, with rows of simple and elegant bookshelves lined up neatly, and there were many old notebooks, binders and the like.

Fu Chuchu's eyes were dazzled, her head was a little dizzy, and she didn't know what was wrong with her, maybe it was because of the stuffiness in the storage room.

Step by step, she groped along the bookshelf to the door, took out a notebook, and leaned against it to read.

The notes are slightly worn and the corners are slightly curled.On the cover, a childish handwriting is used, colorful and crooked, it is a lovely masterpiece of watercolor pens and crayons——

"Little Saint's Observation Diary Volume 189"

Author: Xia Yueya

Class: Grade [-]

Fu Chuchu: "..."

She stared at it, and on the bookshelf, the vast picture scrolls like the ancient Great Wall stretched out, "The Observation Diary of the Little Saint Vol. Volume 190"...

Anyway, from the time they met when they were five years old, it was enough to write two or three volumes a week.

No!wrong!What the hell is this place? ! !Could it be that he fell into Tuanzi's mind? ! !

Fu Chuchu frantically flipped through the diary.

On a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, Thursday, the weather is fine, the temperature...

... Chu Chu today is also very cute!

A certain day of a certain month, a certain day, Friday, sunny, temperature...

... Chu Chu today is also very cute!

On a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, a Saturday, cloudy, temperature...

...I don't go to school today, so I didn't see Chu Chu, but Chu Chu must be very cute today!

A certain day of a certain year, a certain month, a Sunday, a shower, a temperature...

... Sigh... I haven't seen Chu Chu for nearly 48 hours. The weather is just like my mood. It's cloudy and rainy, but I'm going to school tomorrow. Haha, studying makes me happy. Chu Chu tomorrow must be very cute too! !

Fu Chuchu scanned it quickly, because it appeared so frequently that she almost didn't recognize the word "cute".

Tuanzi wrote a lot, but Fu Chuchu's eyes were sore and sore, his head was swollen and dizzy, he didn't have the energy to read carefully, his small body sat limply on the ground, and lost consciousness...

"Chuchu, Chuchu..."

When he woke up again, he was already lying on the bed, and Tuanzi lay beside the bed, telling the little saint, "Chuchu, you have mumps."

Fu Chuchu quickly covered her face.

Tuanzi said, "It's already swollen." He thoughtfully held up the makeup mirror, "..."

Fu Chuchu saw herself in the demon mirror, "..."

Tuanzi said happily: "Chuchu, you are so cute, both sides are swollen, like a little hamster!"

Fu Chuchu's pink and jade-carved face was swollen just right, like a little hamster, with a lot of happy sunflower seeds or peanut kernels stored in her cheeks.

Fu Chuchu was ashamed, angry and embarrassed, "Xia Yueya, you hate me! You are not allowed to look!...cough cough, go away!..."

Tuanzi put away the magic mirror, leaned on the edge of the bed happily, observed Fu Chuchu, and asked, "Do you want some water?"

Fu Chuchu made up his mind, and Tuanzi wrote in his diary that today Chuchu is also very cute, and drank 20ml, that is, two small sips of water...

... Mom, there are perverts here!

Tuanzi touched the little saint's forehead, "Chuchu, you have a fever of 41 degrees, accompanied by headache, sore throat, muscle aches, and loss of appetite."

Fu Chuchu asked in a trembling voice: "...do you want to write all these...in your notes?"

Tuanzi: "What notes?"

Fu Chuchu: "...I saw "Little Saintess Observation Diary" all over the room!!"

Tuanzi said happily: "Haha, I was discovered by you! Do you like it? I will give it to you when I am waiting for you."

...Is this kind of perverted note something natural?

But... it seems to be quite interesting...

Fu Chuchu: "...you have no literary talents at all!"

Tuanzi propped his cheeks, "Really? The Taifu said that sincere feelings don't require literary talent."

Fu Chuchu: "I'm thirsty."

"Oh." Tuanzi took out the communicator, walked, and input by voice: "Chuchu is also very cute today, she asked for a drink..."

"Xia Yueya!" Fu Chuchu cried out in annoyance, covering her little head with the quilt.

After drinking hot water, Fu Chuchu felt much more awake.

Tuanzi: "Are you hungry? You can have some porridge."

Fu Chuchu leaned on the side of the bed: "No. Thank you."

Tuanzi: "Are you sleepy?"

Fu Chuchu shook her head and asked, "Where is the Pope? Has she rested?"

Tuanzi: "Yeah!"

Fu Chuchu hugged the pillow reassuringly, looking at the bright moon hanging high outside the window.

...How could you get mumps?

Goddess, what did I do wrong?

Could it be...Could it be...Because I deliberately didn't keep Xia Yueya's fried noodles toast, violated morality, and committed original sin, so I was punished by God...

Fu Chuchu thought that she needed to pray, so she thought that she had committed that original sin...

Is...is it "jealousy"?

Fu Chuchu shook her head desperately.Little Princess Qianning and Xia Yueya are already a couple. I have nothing to be jealous of. Besides, I have to take care of the Pope.

The little saint thought about it, and what she might have committed was—"anger", because Xia Yueya didn't keep her promise, and suddenly ran to someone else's house for dinner; or "gluttony", encouraging the Pope to overeat?It seems a bit far-fetched...

Being dizzy and thinking hard, Tuanzi sat cross-legged under the bed with a large plate of hot chow mein toast piled up in his arms, almost three mouthfuls of each, and it was delicious.

The corners of Fu Chuchu's brows twitched, "...what's going on?" These are all contrabands of the palace!

The dumpling chewed happily, "Do you want it? Mommy came here before and asked what you want to eat? I said you want fried noodles and toast. You can't eat anything anyway, so don't waste it."

Fu Chuchu: "..."

cheat!greedy!Gluttony! — You take advantage of the welfare of the sick!bad guy!

With fried noodles on the mouth of the dumpling, he couldn't articulate what he was satisfied with, but he still cared, "Chuchu, what are you doing?"

Fu Chuchu clasped her hands together, knelt on the bed piously, facing the moon, and said seriously, "...Xia Yueya, I need to pray for you."

Tuanzi: "???"

It should be noted that mumps is contagious.

All the school-age children evacuated from the Diji Palace, and only Tuanzi volunteered, crying and shouting, and was able to stay and take care of the little saint on the grounds that he had been vaccinated at birth.

Xia Qingyi: "Are we messing around a bit?"

Ye Sha: "Perhaps, but the omega I fancy, I need to fight for it myself."

Xia Qingyi: "What if I get mumps?"

Ye Sha: "Please pass me the mask."

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