The timid child immediately added after calling out "Daddy":

"Daddy can't bully his child. Daddy has to protect his child. A dad who bullies his child is a bad dad."

Does this frail child really think that saying such childish things will stop others from hurting him?

This naive and foolish little guy, I don't know who raised him, and dared to send him here like this.

He was just a tiny little thing, knowing nothing, and his parents abandoned him. It's so pitiful.

Thinking of how miserable the cub was, and that even he himself did not understand his fate, Chong Qianjue felt bored and gave up the idea of ​​continuing to question the little guy.

He released Qianyuan, rested his chin on his hand, and his gaze shifted from indifference to keen interest.

He watched as Qian Yuan, like a little adult, obediently sat down next to him, picked up the kettle, and clumsily poured herself a full cup of tea. Then she dragged over the fruit and pastries next to her and started eating them herself.

Because the cubs' milk teeth are not strong enough to eat hard foods, they can only hold a piece of sesame candy and grind it little by little with their gums. Although they can't bite it, they eat with great force, biting the candy coating fiercely, unlike the pampered children in Chong Qianjue's memory.

Even if the cubs don't get attention or care, they will take good care of themselves, happily munching on sesame candy, looking so focused that their toes are even raised as they secretly exert themselves.

Strangely likable.

If all the cubs in the world acted like Qian Yuan, he wouldn't have to have a headache every day dealing with his drooling younger brothers and sisters.

It can be said that Qianyuan is the best of the best, the number one super baby in the universe, the king of babies.

Otherwise, how could he be so powerful?

In any case, Chong Qianjue looked at the cub with a curious gaze, as if it were the sun rising in the west.

He even turned to share with the palace servants behind him:

"Look, he can even wipe his own mouth and face."

"They even hold the teacup to warm their hands, that's really interesting."

If you keep one by your side, you'll never be bored.

Chong Qianjue had unknowingly changed his mind, but the child was still just a cub. The hungry child had been munching on sesame candy for half a day, but he didn't feel much full. Moreover, his mouth was cut by the sharp edge of the candy.

Qian Yuan endured for a while, but couldn't hold back any longer. She opened her mouth towards Chong Qianjue and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Daddy, the sesame candy bites... Waaaaah..."

Chong Qianjue was also startled by the sight of the cub vomiting blood. He thought the child had been poisoned and quickly called the imperial physician. Before the physician arrived, the palace servants carefully examined Qianyuan's mouth and finally found out the cause.

Looking at the pitiful sight of the little guy covering his mouth and sobbing, Chong Qianjue felt a rare pang of guilt and unease.

It turned out that the cubs were more fragile than he had imagined.

He doesn't even need to lift a finger; the glass doll could shatter if a gust of wind blew by.

Chong Qianjue's gaze deepened.

He looked at the disheveled child as if he were looking at a pitiful, ownerless stray dog. He didn't even realize that he was starting to feel compassion and was considering whether to take the poor little stray home.

After all, for such an abandoned child, perhaps now, I have become his only connection to the world.

He needs to rely on himself.

Chong Qianjue thought that the infant should not be held by palace servants. When the child was in pain, he would first seek out the person closest to him.

Even if your mouth hurts, little one, remember to reach out to Daddy and act cute:

"Daddy, hug me..."

Chong Qianjue hesitated for a moment, but only for a moment, because the cub didn't give him any time to react. The little guy stepped on the chair and was about to flip over from the chair next to him.

Chong Qianjue had no need to hesitate at all.

Because the cubs' love goes beyond instinct.

The cubs will always choose him without hesitation.

Chong Qianjue was forced to hold the cub in his arms. He looked at Qianyuan, who was nestled in his arms and whose crying was gradually subsiding, and a strange emotion welled up in his heart.

This was a feeling he had never experienced before—a tingling yet light sensation.

He found solace in a tiny life.

It's as if he really is the cub's biological father...

Even Chong Qianjue himself began to doubt himself, and started to think back to whether he had been tricked by anyone before, and whether he would really have such a unique cub.

Although he was not yet of age, Qianyuan had already successfully made his young father, the great beauty, think about the meaning of life.

And whether or not he is a womanizer.

But no matter what, he couldn't possibly have a child that big, could he?!

Young Chong Qianjue: His brain continues to malfunction.

The cub was unaware that his arrival had already made his father question his existence. He was obediently waiting for the imperial physician to arrive and pondering how to eat while his mouth hurt.

When Qianyuan saw the younger version of the familiar imperial physician's face.

Cub: !!!

He forgot to cover his mouth, his eyes wide as he pointed at the imperial physician's beard:

Why hasn't your beard turned white?

When the imperial physician saw that the child also had white hair, he assumed that the cub was asking because he liked him, so he chuckled and replied, "Your Highness's hair color is different from that of ordinary people; it is unique."

The cub ruthlessly exposed the truth, then innocently asked, "Uncle, I wanted to ask you why you're not old yet?"

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