Well, in terms of seniority, Zhao Wei is indeed the uncle of the little emperor.

Zhao Wei was fighting against the voice in his heart.

"You can get the game."

"Thank you uncle!"

"You can do it."

"Get out! Don't even give me money!"

Hearing the cry for help from the little emperor, he turned his head to look and was about to meet Zhao Bing's helpless and terrified eyes.

Zhao Wei was even more angry, "You loser, what's the name of a ghost!"

He refused to curse, but his body moved when he heard the news.

He threw the pigskin raft in his arms, broke away from the "little white face" behind him, and rushed towards the unlucky child.

With a shout, the soldiers on the dragon boat felt a wind in their ears and a flash in front of them. Before they could react, the most unreliable bastard, King Ning, had already passed by his side like a gust of wind and arrived in front of the young emperor in the blink of an eye.

He grabbed the young emperor's collar and pulled it into his arms, "I'll let you scream!"

Then, “Go to yours!”

Lifting your legs is like a kick, bang! The sound of a stinky foot hitting the flesh.

"ah!"

With a scream, someone flew out in a slanted manner, hitting the boat, turning into the sea.

It splashed, and it splashed so much.

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The ship was as quiet as death. The soldiers and generals all frightened and stared at Zhao Wei like a ghost. They rushed to the side of the ship, staring at the figure who was suffocating the salt soup in the sea.

At such a solemn and sacred moment, what did the bastard King Ning do?

The little emperor Zhao Bing

Zhao Bing broke free from Zhao Wei's arms, jumped to the edge of the boat and stared at the sea for a long time, then turned around, looking like a fan.

"Uncle Emperor, Mr. Lu is going to the sea!"

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Say what you said at the beginning of the new book:
Chapter completed!