Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 581 The Elder Doesn't Want to Take Care of the Child 23

Zhao Zhao and Nan Yu carefully examined Yue's body and found that the child was very healthy. His mental strength had even improved significantly without him realizing it. The fifty years of slumber had only benefited his body and had not caused him any harm.

Even so, Yue kept complaining that she felt unwell.

One minute she has a headache, the next she has a fever, but she just wants to stick to Zhaozhao.

Nan Yu noticed something, and with a grin, he suggested, "Zhao Zhao, if you stay with Princess Yue, maybe her ailments will be cured soon, hahaha."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes." Yue didn't even pretend, nodding vigorously and staring at Zhao Zhao with an expectant look on her face.

Zhao Zhao glanced at Ye subconsciously, but the boy, whose temper could change in an instant, flicked his ponytail, turned around and left without looking back, his figure slowly disappearing into the night.

It's obvious he's angry again.

Nan Yu murmured, "This child... Phoenix Lord Ye has quite a temper."

"Zhao Zhao Zhao Zhao, I miss you so much. Will you stay with me tonight?"

"Ye has grown up, but I'm still a child. If you don't want to stay with him, you can stay with me!" Yue is now willing to say anything to "compete for his favor."

Nan Yu advised, "You stay with him, I'll go check on Ye." For some reason, both children were unusually attached to Zhao Zhao.

So, after Yue's persistent pleading, the soft-hearted Zhao Zhao actually went along with him.

Holding the cub once again on the familiar road, Zhao Zhao felt completely different. The cub in her arms was now the majestic Phoenix Lord of the Phoenix Clan.

However, Qingluan, who is over a hundred years old, has witnessed the change of a generation of Phoenix Lords. He even raised a Phoenix Lord himself.

For Yue, Zhao Zhao was no longer just a pastime when he was bored. His feelings had changed, and he now cherished these quiet and beautiful moments.

Her small arms clung tightly to Zhao Zhao's arm as she gazed blankly into the night.

The pressure on her neck intensified, and Zhao Zhao frowned slightly but didn't say much. When the cub was relatively obedient, Zhao Zhao's tolerance was quite high.

After regaining its senses, the cub let go of her hand and said in a wronged tone, "Zhaozhao, why aren't you saying anything?"

His cool face pressed against Zhao Zhao's, rubbing intimately against hers.

If it were Ye, Zhao Zhao might refuse such closeness, but she was more relaxed when facing Yue, who was still in cub form, so she let him be.

Having personally experienced those things, Yue's mindset has changed drastically; she has matured considerably both physically and mentally.

He noticed Zhao Zhao's aloofness and politeness.

But unlike Ye, he didn't rush around shouting. Even though he felt uncomfortable, he still smiled at Zhao Zhao and even deliberately moved closer to her, subtly making Zhao Zhao accept their intimacy.

This is something that Ye, who is simple-minded and physically strong, could not have thought of; that brat can only yell!

It keeps yelling all day long! It's so annoying!

The darkness concealed the irritation on Yue's face, and also the gentleness in Zhao Zhao's eyes.

He liked both Ye and Yue quite a bit, but the etiquette between ruler and subject made him mindful of the distance between them.

Yue's room has been moved, and it has become larger and more luxurious.

Just as Zhao Zhao was about to help Yue "change her clothes," the little cub refused his service and took off his outer clothes and crawled into the quilt.

A soft blanket covered his body, leaving only his large, watery eyes visible. He mumbled, "Zhao Zhao, don't go, stay with me a little longer~"

Few can resist the charm of a cub, especially when faced with a rare, well-behaved cub that doesn't cause any trouble.

Zhao Zhao had originally planned to stay with him for a while, so she nodded in agreement.

Yue's room was specially set up with bedtime reading materials for the little one. He picked up a book and flipped through it casually.

Yue's eyes darted around, and she asked cautiously, "Did you used to read storybooks to Ye?"

Zhao Zhao nodded casually. Ye was very noisy, and he usually wouldn't sleep unless he was given reading time.

Then Yue's eyes lit up: "Then can you read it to me now?"

"It'll be fine in a little while." A wronged expression started to appear on his face again, as if he would start to cry if Zhaozhao didn't read.

Zhao Zhao frowned: "Phoenix Lord Yue, you need to get up early tomorrow, and it's already very late now."

"Waaah, why can't I..." The words were followed by sobs. Yue began to feel jealous, and inevitably felt a little disappointed.

The child's crying was really noisy, so Zhao Zhao compromised: "Okay, but I can only read one article, and then you can go to sleep quietly, okay?" His tone was somewhat coaxing towards the little one.

He sat demurely on a chair to the side, and just as he opened the book in his hand, the scene before him suddenly changed.

Before her mind could process it, her body was suddenly pushed down onto the bed. A familiar scent enveloped her nose. Zhao Zhao helplessly pushed the person away, but her arm was grabbed again.

He was slightly annoyed: "Phoenix Lord Ye, what are you doing? Get out of my way!"

Beside the bed, the summoning stone emitted a faint red light, flickering in the darkness before gradually fading away and returning to stillness.

This scene was all too familiar. Ever since the summoning stone came into Ye's hands, he would summon people almost every few days.

Zhao Zhao is like a brick, being moved around every day.

Ye pressed his leg against Zhao Zhao, hugging him like a pillow. He closed his eyes and covered Zhao Zhao's eyes with his hand, saying in a harsh voice, "Shut up, don't say a word!"

How can a ruler and his subject lie in the same bed?

In some ways, Zhao Zhao is still stubborn.

"Phoenix Lord Ye..."

Ye suddenly sat up and said in a cold voice, "Call me Ye!"

"That's what you always called me!"

“You know that was before,” Zhao Zhao said, sitting up as his body was no longer restrained. “You said I wasn’t respectful enough to you, and that’s why you were angry. But now that I’m respectful to you, why are you unhappy?”

Ye used to feel embarrassed because of Zhaozhao's teachings, feeling that Zhaozhao didn't respect him as the young master.

Zhao Zhao once said that his respect was only for the Phoenix Lord.

Therefore, Ye had long hoped to become the Phoenix Lord and make Zhao Zhao obey him. Now that Zhao Zhao has actually obeyed, he is not happy at all.

Hearing that constant use of the honorific "you" just doesn't sound right to me.

He gritted his teeth: "Shut up! I'll shut you up if you say another word!"

Ye got out of bed and turned on the lamp, and the room was lit. Zhao Zhao saw a young man dressed in a snow-white undergarment rummaging through drawers and cabinets.

A moment later, a blue ribbon appeared on his palm.

Zhao Zhao frowned. He was very familiar with this thing. Ye had been tied up with it many times when he was a child because he was naughty.

The boy, with an arrogant expression, walked towards Zhao Zhao with his chin slightly raised. He smiled maliciously: "Hmph! You've tied me up so many times, now it's my turn to tie you up!"

Zhao Zhao could no longer tolerate this; it was utterly absurd.

Ye hasn't fully matured yet and can't beat him for the time being, but Zhao Zhao won't easily make a move against the Phoenix Lord.

Seeing Ye approach with the hairband, Zhao Zhao, who was a little temperamental, subconsciously raised her hand. Ye looked at the other's slender, fair hand and subconsciously covered her face to avoid it.