Dog tag?
No way! The Emperor remembers clearly, neither the Princess nor the Empress ever made a dog tag for him!
"No, just eat it." The little eunuch looked at Happy's neck and said confidently.
No! You cannot eat me! Help! Daughter, help!
The Emperor struggled desperately, but now he was just a little dog without much strength, how could he possibly break free from the eunuch's hands.
He cried out frantically: Awoooo—!!!
"So noisy." Another little eunuch grabbed the Emperor's neck and shook him.
The Emperor only felt dizzy and weak all over.
I'm doomed!
Despair filled the Emperor's heart.
"Stop! What are you planning to do to my Happy?" At this moment, a young yet furious voice sounded.
"Greetings, Princess." The two little eunuchs were terrified and quickly knelt down, releasing Happy from their hands.
Whimpering, my daughter, you are my savior. The Emperor waddled over to the Princess in a distressed manner.
