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"Princess, you must not-"

"Pah!"

With a flick of his claw, the guinea pig had thrown a chicken bone into the mouth of the person exaggerating, and the bone locked itself between her upper and lower gum.

Annoyed, Meng Fuyao smashed her bowl on the table and said, "Not even letting me complete my sentence! How am I supposed to live?"

Beside her, Yun Hen sighed. "I have already heard that dramatic scene thrice."

Meng Fuyao pouted her lips and pushed the bowl. "Not hungry!" she shouted, and she left straightaway, refusing to look at anyone.

A person quietly ate his wantons in deep thought, and the guinea pig squatted in front of him, showing a sympathetic expression of "master, you're in trouble".

Smiling, Zhangsun Wuji caressed the guinea pig, causing him to dance in joy. As the guinea pig offered his half-eaten nut, his expression had already changed to one of "the trouble lies with Meng Fuyao, master is forever victorious".