The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

   Chapter 782 Are you eating shit

  In broad daylight, the door of the bedroom is closed tightly.

  At this moment, the grandmother clasped her hands tightly, and she could almost see her hands trembling faintly.

"Go and push the door open, and close the door in broad daylight. It's a test in the hall. It's not vigorous, and it's not good for pregnant women." Lulu glanced left and right, there are a lot of wronged souls in the palace, but since there is salvation Almost all the queens were expelled.

  But at this moment, there is actually a posture of relapse.

  There is the breath of ghosts all around, and it seems that they risked to escape the Yin soldiers and ran in.

  I am bold enough.

   It seems that there is something in this hall that is attracting them to pounce, even the patrolling Yin Soldiers are not afraid.

  Squeak.

  The court lady stepped forward and pushed open the door of the dormitory.

  As soon as the door opened, a gust of odor came to her face, and the stench was unpleasant. Something seems to be rotten and smelly.

  Someone in the house seemed to be startled, as if frightened.

  Lulu quickly stepped forward and turned Lu Jinghong's back to her as if drinking something.

   Seeing Lulu coming, he raised his head and swallowed it.

  "Are you hiding in the temple to eat shit?" After a word blurted out, several palace ladies almost vomited.

  The smell in this room is definitely not better than that thing, and it smells like a fishy smell.

  Lu Jinghong wiped his mouth, turned around, Lulu's eyelids twitched slightly.

  Lu Jinghong was also thin and weak before, but at least he still had some flesh on his face. When I returned from Fusang, even though I was tired, my face was healthy and ruddy.

  Now...

  The whole person is bloodless, and a pair of eyes seems to have lost aura. The whole person is skinny, the bones on his face are high and protruding, and the belly is more and more towering.

   Seeing Lulu coming in, he placed the bowl on the window sill behind him.

  Lu Jinghong's eyes fell on the grandmother, and she was a little afraid of grandmother three months ago. This will unconsciously bring a bit sharp eyes.

  "Ms. Jiang did not let her report." Nursing mother lowered her head.

   "These women dare to treat you slowly when they return to the capital. Lulu is afraid that the princess will be angry with these servants. I will come here for a surprise attack."

   "Why did the princess lose so much weight? What did you eat in Su Ri? But the food is not to your appetite?"

  Lulu quickly stepped forward, picked up the bowl on the edge of the window, and smelled it.

  Lu Jinghong's complexion changed slightly, and he squeezed the skirt tightly.

   "Why is it so smelly? This is your lunch? Are you a princess, or a princess married to Fusang and your relatives, and the royal kitchen will take this for you to raise a baby?" Lulu looked a little ugly.

  The smell is extremely fishy, ​​it seems to be some kind of meat.

   "How can it be. The new emperor is the nephew of this palace, so how dare the Imperial Dining Room treat me harshly."

  Lu Jinghong inadvertently took the bowl and handed it to the grandmother: "Hurry up and put the bowl away, don’t smell the Lulu girl."

  "My pregnancy is not good. This is a tonic prescribed by a famous doctor outside the palace. It is made in a small kitchen."

   "This woman is pregnant. She is pretty thin. Many people can't get out of bed because of children's toss." When Lu Jinghong spoke, there was a foul smell in his mouth.

  Lulu is a little farther away from her.

  "How long have you not brushed your teeth?"

  Lu Jinghong's face stiffened, and his smile was almost unsustainable.

   "Caused by pregnancy."

  Lulu just said oh.

   "Is my belly so big? I haven't seen you for three months, and it seems like I'm about to give birth. It's quite a guild leader, I took away all your energy. I just grow myself." Lulu was full of emotion.

   "Will he move?"

  "Can I touch it?" Lulu suddenly looked at her expectantly.

  　 I can’t write anymore, I can’t write anymore, punch in Chapter 40! See you tomorrow, Chuanchuan is tired...and ask for a monthly pass by the way, everyone.

  (End of this chapter)