Let Go of Those Villains, Let Me Handle Them

Quick transmigration through three worlds, a sweet romance novel, sweet to the very end.

Search, search, search for a husband~

Gather three husband fragments to summon a Phoenix Lord~

I'm not your little darling anymore!

Bei Zhan was stunned for a long time before he reacted. Looking at the excessively beautiful face in front of him, his eyes welled up with tears for a moment.

“Jiahua…” Jiahua is the mother of Bei Yan and Bei Feng.

Bei Yan didn't hear carefully, tilted his head, blinked in confusion, and waved his hand in front of Bei Zhan.

"Father, what did you say?"

That cry of "Father" brought Bei Zhan back to reality. Looking at his daughter's face, which was so similar to that of his deceased wife, he was overwhelmed with complex emotions.

Then, remembering something, his face darkened, and he picked up Bei Yan with one hand and put him on the ground.

"What kind of behavior is this in front of everyone? Stand properly!"

Bei Yan: “…………”

He stood obediently, looked down and touched his nose, feeling utterly defeated: "Sigh, I still can't fool them."

He stole a glance at Bei Zhan, who was still solemnly discussing state affairs with his ministers, and pursed his lips.

Waaah, how much longer do I have to stand here? There are so many people here, it's so embarrassing.

When Bei Yan's legs were almost giving way from standing, Bei Zhan waved his hand, and before leaving, the group of demon ministers all secretly glanced at Bei Yan, extremely curious about this little princess who had just taken human form.

Naturally, some people also noticed that the transformed Bei Yan and the deceased queen bore a striking resemblance, and they were all filled with emotion.

Bei Yan noticed someone was spying on him, but he wasn't annoyed. Instead, he generously returned the gaze with a big smile.

"Laughing, still laughing!" Bei Zhan stood up from the throne, flicked his sleeve, and his face was full of anger.

Bei Yan's heart skipped a beat, and she put on a flattering and ingratiating expression. She stepped forward, grabbed Bei Zhan's arm, and said in a coquettish tone, "Daddy, I've missed you so much these past few days."

"Stand still! Don't think you can get away with this grinning. Go to the ancestral hall and kneel properly! Don't come out without my permission!"

"No, Father! Your daughter has just taken human form and is so weak. Father, how can you bear to do this to me?"

Her bright, dark eyes were veiled with tears, making her look incredibly pitiful.

Bei Zhan turned his face away, forcing himself not to look at Bei Yan's face, which resembled his deceased wife too much, lest he soften his heart.

"Guards, take the little princess away!"

At a command, two demon soldiers stepped forward. Bei Yan panicked and made a last-ditch effort:

"Waaaaah, Daddy, don't you love me anymore? Am I not your little darling anymore?"

The vein on Bei Zhan's forehead throbbed: "Take him away!"

He knows his daughter too well; she will never learn her lesson without suffering some hardship.

He sat back on the throne, pressing his temples, his head throbbing: "Jiahua, I'm so sorry, I've failed to raise my daughter properly."

When Bei Feng returned and heard that Bei Yan had returned and was being punished by his own father to kneel in the ancestral hall, he rushed to the ancestral hall without even having time to take off his armor.

But then a slender figure was seen kneeling respectfully inside the ancestral hall, her head slightly bowed, looking quite pitiful.

Bei Feng's eyes lit up with surprise. This was the first time he had seen Bei Yan in his human form. He strode in quickly.

"Little..." He stopped mid-sentence, swallowed the strawberry in his mouth, and scratched his head sheepishly.

"Hehe, big brother."

"Being punished by Father to kneel in the ancestral hall, and still daring to secretly eat strawberries, little sister, you really are..."

Rotten wood cannot be carved!

Looking at his younger sister's innocent, watery eyes, Bei Feng ultimately couldn't bring himself to say the last sentence.

He sighed and rubbed his forehead, then reached out and flicked Bei Yan's forehead, his tone reproachful but his face full of concern:

"You little rascal, tell me, where have you been these past few days? Your older brother has been looking for you everywhere, and Dad is furious, do you even know that?"