How heavy must the king's taste be, to give birth to a baby pig?
The instigator was found out.
Song Tan didn't need to turn around; he just called out loudly, "King!"
A moment later, there was a rustling in the bushes, and then a gust of wind rushed past, and Zhao Fangyuan, curious, turned her head to look—
"Oh my goodness!"
She sat down on the ground with a thump.
Because, standing before her just now, was a huge dog's head, looking especially fierce!
But the shock lasted only a moment. Seeing the king just walking past her, Zhao Fangyuan quickly got up from the ground, and eagerly watched the king:
"I really want to give him a pet..."
What a thing to say!
Song Tan was a bit smug. Who wouldn't want to pet the king upon seeing him?
However...
"Didn't you just see a dog?"
Zhao Fangyuan was also puzzled: "I didn't see a dog, I didn't even see a goose."
Pointing again, indeed it was Big White!
Seeing so many people, it excitedly started flapping its wings, "Gagaga—"
