GBP Chapter 51 My Sadistic Brother 4
Chapter 51 My Sadistic Brother 4
After Sang Yinuo left, the Underworld Emperor immediately carried Zhao Zhao back to the Underworld Palace.
Zhao Zhao has been asleep for four hundred years, and his height and weight are still the same as before, without any change. However, after the lost soul returned, he is at least more energetic, although he is indeed a little timid and a little more prone to crying.
However, thinking about the internal strife that occurred before Zhao Zhao fell into a deep sleep, the Underworld Emperor guessed that it might have been the influence of that event that caused Zhao Zhao to develop a fear of the Underworld.
The Underworld Emperor gently stroked Zhao Zhao's head, his eyes filled with heartache.
When examining Zhao Zhao's body just now, it was discovered that after his lost soul returned, although his spirit was more stable than before, it was still too fragile. Not only could he not cultivate underworld arts, but his body was also very weak.
Four hundred years ago, he sacrificed his own family for the greater good, using the soul-protecting bracelet that guarded his son's soul to restrain evil spirits, but his young son fell into a deep sleep.
He was a responsible Hades Emperor, but not a responsible father.
However, this time, he will not let his son, who has finally recovered, get into trouble again.
He gently touched his pale face and placed him softly on the bed, while he sat on the edge of the bed.
With a flick of his wrist, a zither was placed on his knee. The zither was reddish in color, and complex runes were drawn on its body with gold thread.
Ancient and mysterious.
Without the slightest hesitation, the Underworld Emperor raised his hand, and a soft, slow melody flowed out.
As Zhao Zhao slept, her furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and her pale complexion slowly returned to normal. On the contrary, the Underworld Emperor appeared slightly tired.
Fifteen minutes later, the music stopped.
Zhao Zhao slowly opened her eyes.
"Baby~~"
Zhao Zhao looked at the person sitting by the bed and sat up.
He knew that the man was his father, but he couldn't help but recall the ghostly appearance the man had just made, so when the man reached out to touch him, he would unconsciously dodge away.
The Underworld Emperor looked at his empty hand, feigning distress, and said dramatically, "My darling, you are so heartless~~"
Zhao Zhao didn't speak, but her eyes darted around and caught sight of the red skull standing by the bedside. Against the backdrop of the black objects in the palace, it looked particularly sinister and terrifying.
Zhao Zhao shuddered, and her eyes welled up with tears again.
The Underworld Emperor, puzzled, quickly asked, "Why is my darling crying?"
Zhao Zhao mustered her courage, her finger trembling as she pointed at the skull, "Take it away, I don't like it."
Following the direction of his finger, the Underworld Emperor saw that Zhao Zhao was referring to the ghost general who disliked him. Without hesitation, the Underworld Emperor said to the ghost general, "Get out, and don't ever appear in front of the young prince again."
Seeing the skeleton slowly move away on its own as commanded by the Underworld Emperor, Zhao Zhao's tears flowed even more fiercely.
The Underworld Emperor was extremely helpless. Ever since Zhao Zhao woke up, she had never stopped crying and making a fuss.
He rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on, and reached out to pick up his son, who was trying to hide under the covers.
His voice was gentle, "Does Zhao Zhao not like it here?"
Zhao Zhao nodded quickly.
The Underworld Emperor's smile became even gentler, completely serious, showing no trace of his previous alluring demeanor.
"If there's anything Zhao Zhao isn't satisfied with, I'll have someone change it, okay?"
Seeing this, Zhao Zhao stopped being polite and nestled in the Emperor of the Underworld's arms, beginning to issue commands.
"I don't like this bed."
"Okay, changed it~"
With a wave of his hand, the dark, coffin-like bed was instantly replaced with a white and blue childlike bed, perfectly suited to a child's taste.
Zhao Zhao nodded reluctantly; at least it wasn't scary anymore.
Then he looked at the other furnishings around him and said he wanted to replace them one by one.
The Underworld Emperor nodded in good spirits and used magic to exchange them one by one.
After the last screen was replaced, the once dark, gloomy, and terrifying Underworld Palace had been transformed into a warm and lovely children's room.
The Underworld Emperor looked helplessly at the little darling in his arms and smiled indulgently, "Are you satisfied now, my darling?"
Zhao Zhao looked up and glanced at the Underworld Emperor. The Underworld Emperor sensed something was wrong, and sure enough, the next second, he heard his adorable son say, "You're strange too."
The Underworld Emperor's expression twisted for a moment, but he forced a smile, "What brilliant ideas do you have, my darling?"
Zhao Zhao shook her head, but struggled to prevent him from hugging her.
Hades had no choice but to put him back on the white and blue bed. He stood in front of Zhao Zhao and instantly changed his clothes.
His cascading black hair was tied high with a golden crown, and his black and red robe was embroidered with spider lilies, appearing and disappearing with every gesture of the Underworld Emperor, exuding nobility and mystery. A smile graced his handsome face as he looked at Zhao Zhao with doting affection.
This time, Zhao Zhao finally found him agreeable and, seeing this, took the initiative to reach out to him.
The Underworld Emperor was flattered and quickly pulled him back into his arms.
Holding his small body, my empty heart seemed to be filled.
Seeing that Zhao Zhao was unusually accommodating to him, the Underworld Emperor seized the opportunity and had a maid bring up a bowl of something.
Upon seeing the pale-faced maid, Zhao Zhao immediately buried her head in the crook of his neck.
The Underworld Emperor gently patted his shoulder to comfort him and dismissed the maid.