God King's Favorite Concubine

Chapter 390 Alternative Emetic Induction
"What I said is true!" Dou Ge almost suffocated.

"Quickly tell me, how to get out of the Water Palace Maze?" Ming Beiliang said coldly.

"I need to draw a picture!" Dou Ge said.

Tuoba Zi immediately took out paper, ink and inkstone to him in the space.

Dou Ge didn't dare to play tricks, and obediently drew roughly the maze of the entire water palace.

Seeing that he had finished drawing the Water Palace Maze, Tuoba Zi snatched the paper away.

With a big wave of his palm, Ming Beiliang swept Dou Ge into the scallop.

"Don't lock me here, let me out!" Dou Ge yelled.

However, yelling is invalid!

Ming Beiliang closed the scallop, and sealed the scallop with his own strength, blocking Dou Ge's voice.

The two hurriedly followed the maze map drawn by Dou Ge, left the coral grove, and rushed to Zuo Lang Pavilion.

Ming Beiliang had just arrived at the Water Palace and had not yet been discovered. Tuoba Zi didn't let him show up, and rushed into the Zuolang Pavilion by himself.

The disciples of Zuolang Pavilion wanted to stop her.

She directly raised her head.

Seeing that it was Tuoba Zi, everyone was stunned. Why did this woman rush in from the outside when she was clearly in the Zuolang Pavilion?

But when they were stunned, Tuoba Zi had already rushed in.

When Little Routuanzi saw his mother coming in, he quickly jumped off the chair, holding half of the leftover red fruit in his hand.

When Tuoba Zi saw it, he quickly grabbed the fruit in his hand and threw it away.

"Mother, why did you throw away Qi'er's fruit? Could it be that the fruit is poisonous?" Little Routuanzi asked wisely.

Tuoba Zi didn't have time to answer him at all, and asked anxiously, "How much did you eat?"

Little Routuanzi raised a finger, "One!"

After finishing speaking, he emphasized aggrievedly, "Half of it was thrown away by mother!"

In other words, only half of it was eaten.

Tuoba Zi hurriedly pressed him onto her lap, patted him on the back, "Spit it out!"

Little Routuanzi frowned, "Mother, Qi'er can't spit it out!"

"Need to vomit!" Tuoba Zi slapped him desperately.

Little Routuanzi frowned even deeper, feeling as if his mother was going to pat his back, but he still couldn't spit out at all.

Tuoba Zi didn't have any medicine to induce vomiting, and in a hurry, he had no countermeasures. With a glance, he suddenly saw the toilet.

However, the toilet in her room was empty, and she immediately ordered someone to find a used and uncleaned toilet.

Soon a used toilet was brought in.

When the little meat dumpling saw it, its eyes widened, and it hurried into Tuoba Zi's arms, shouting loudly: "Mother, Qi'er is your own!"

However, shouting does not work!

Tuoba Zi lifted the toilet lid, and pressed the little meat dumpling's head down, "My dear, mother must make you spit out the poisonous fruit!"

"Uh……"

It stinks!

It stinks!
The little meat dumpling couldn't control it, and as soon as he put his head on the toilet, he was so smoked that he vomited out immediately.

After vomiting, the little meat dumpling hurriedly straightened up.

But Tuoba Zi desperately held him still, "Spit it out, spit it out!"

"Uh……"

The little meat dumpling continued to vomit.

After he vomited all the normal food he ate today, Tuoba Zi pulled his head back from the toilet.

The toilet was immediately removed.

The little meat dumpling was so smelly that he doubted his life, and his whole face was tense. After being pulled up by his mother, he stood upright and remained motionless.

Tuoba Zi wiped his mouth clean with a handkerchief, and quickly turned around to pour water for him.

boom!
Little Routuanzi suddenly rolled his eyes, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground.

"Qi'er!"

Tuoba Zi was so distressed that he quickly threw away the water bottle, turned around and picked him up.

"Mother, Qi'er must not be your own!" Little Routuanzi complained wanting to cry without tears.

"It's my own, so I can toss about it casually. If it's not my own, I have to weigh it!" Tuoba Zi said unhappily. Although she wasn't her own, she had already regarded Xiaorou Tuanzi as her own son in her heart.

The little Routuanzi wanted to cry even more, but it turned out that this was the treatment of being a real son, and his life was so hard!
"Drink a glass of water first, and mother will wash your face!" Tuoba Zi said.

Little Routuanzi hurriedly said, "No, the baby needs a bath!"

"Okay, take a bath, drink the water first!" Tuoba Zi pressed the water glass to his mouth.

But Xiaoroutuanzi's mouth was tightly shut, and now his mind is full of shit from the toilet, and he can't drink water at all.

Helpless, Tuoba Zi had no choice but to order someone to fetch water.

And she walked to the half of the fruit that the little meat dumpling gnawed and threw out, squatted down, picked up the half of the fruit, wrapped it up, and put it into the space.

Soon, hot water came in.

Tuoba Zi added a lot of spices to the water.

Little Routuanzi never liked to be well-washed, but this time she didn't refuse at all. After she was naked, she couldn't wait to jump into the bathtub, and dived her whole body into the water.

"Mother, Qi'er feels that she has to take off a layer of skin to be clean!" The little meat dumpling soaked in the water for a while, then suddenly came out of the water, sniffed his arm, and said to Tuoba Zi.

"..." Tuoba Zi was speechless for a moment.

"Qi'er thinks I still stink!" Little Routuanzi sniffed at himself again, frowning in disgust.

"..." Tuoba Zi was speechless again, and quickly found a fluffy brush.

"Qi'er brushes by himself, mother rests!" Little Routuanzi took the brush by himself without Tuoba Zi's help.

Tuoba Zi had no choice but to sit by the side and be ready to help at any time.

So, Little Routuanzi sat in the bathtub, holding a fluffy brush, and began to bathe himself, it was so cute.

After brushing four or five times, changing the water four or five times, the little meat dumpling was satisfied.

After getting out of the bathtub, he rolled up a large white sweat towel and rubbed off the water vigorously.

Tuoba Zi then took clean clothes for him to dress, and a pink and fragrant meatball came out of the oven.

Although Xiaorou Duanzi's legs were still a little soft from vomiting, but he was refreshed after washing, and he opened the door to go out for a breath of fresh air.

As soon as he got out of the door, he saw a disciple of Zuolange standing upright holding a weapon on his left staring at him.

Little Routuanzi raised his jaw, and snorted narcissistically: "Don't look at the baby like that, the baby knows that he is super handsome, but if you look at him like this, he will be embarrassed!"

When the man heard this, his face was tense, and he was speechless.

But soon a voice came into Xiaoroutuanzi's consciousness, five hard words, "I am your father."

Father?

Uh, where is the father?
Little Routuanzi quickly looked around, but he couldn't see the shadow of his father!
Finally, he received some kind of message from the eyes of the person beside him...

This person is the father?
Little Routuanzi hurriedly began to size him up—with a thin body and a not-so-good-looking appearance, he was far from his father's majestic and charming image, how could he be his father!
Little Routuanzi replied angrily with his divine sense, "You look so ugly, you don't look like a baby at all, you are not the father of this baby at all! Hmph, this baby is not so easy to deceive! If you If you dare to lie to this baby again, this baby will be rude to you!"

(End of this chapter)