Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 142 The Buddha Brother and the Assassin Brother 9

That night, the two cubs were preoccupied with their own thoughts and didn't sleep well, so when Pingning tried to wake them up the next day, nothing worked.

"Young masters, what's wrong with you?" Pingning was covered in sweat, but the two little figures on the bed didn't move an inch.

That's strange. She's used to the young master sleeping in late, but why is the eldest young master doing the same? Could he be sick again?!

Pingning was startled and quickly touched Zhaozhao's little head. Thank goodness, her temperature was normal.

Normally, if the young masters really wanted to sleep, they would be allowed to. But today was different. The cousin, who came from the distant Jiangcheng, had already arrived at the He residence.

The master and mistress are currently waiting for the two young masters to dine with their cousin.

Seeing that they were too weak to get up, Pingning and another maid each carried one of them and forcibly dressed them, just like when they were children.

Just as Pingning put a sleeve on Zhaozhao, she felt the child in her arms jolt awake.

Meeting Zhao Zhao's instantly awake eyes, Ping Ning was startled, "Young...Young Master, you're finally awake."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhao snapped out of her daze and quickly turned around to look for He Yunmin. Seeing him being held safely by a maid, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the puzzled Ping Ning, Zhao Zhao smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I'll dress myself."

"Okay." The young master had always been like this since he was a child. Pingning habitually went to help He Yunmin, who was sleeping unconscious beside him.

Zhao Zhao was distracted while getting dressed today. Scenes from his dream kept replaying in his mind, blurring the lines between reality and illusion. He even wondered which one was his dream and which one he was experiencing now, or the scene from just now.

[Host, what you just experienced was a dream.] The system reminded you.

Zhao Zhao silently pinched the soft flesh on her hand; hmm, it hurt a little.

"System, I think I dreamt about... the future." The system didn't give him a detailed plot; it seemed his dream did.

What future?

"The dangers that Minmin will face next."

【…】

To prevent the host from interfering with the future, the system generally does not provide the host with detailed plot details, but only gives some vague hints, which can protect the protagonist without hindering others.

But... why is the host dreaming about it now?

After a moment of silence, the system reminded you, "[Host, although you don't know the reason, you cannot interfere with the events even if you know the details of the plot.]"

"So I'm just going to watch Minmin get hurt?" Zhao Zhao couldn't bear it and questioned.

Last night he dreamed that in the pond of the He family garden, Minmin, dressed in a purple robe, was pushed into the pond by someone whose face he could not see. The pond was very deep and the water was bone-chillingly cold. Zhaozhao woke up instantly.

When he woke up, he felt a strong sense of reality. He thought that it was not just an ordinary dream, but a precognitive dream!

[The host can protect the protagonist appropriately.] The system still said the same thing. Zhao Zhao could only protect the protagonist and could not change the plot. Even knowing the danger, he still wanted the dangerous future to continue.

"System, this is cruel." It's cruel not only to He Yunmin, but also to Zhao Zhao herself.

Zhao Zhao even sensed the timing of the plot, which was within the next few days.

[The host can provide timely rescue if the protagonist is pushed into the water.]

"He's so small, he won't be able to stand such cold water!"

The host can rescue him in time.

Zhao Zhao's expression turned cold. "So this is something that absolutely has to happen, right?"

【Yes host. 】

Faced with the system's cold, mechanical voice, Zhao Zhao remained silent.