Before dying, Qian Yuan was chosen by a system to攻略 (strategy/guide) others to gain emotional value. However, tormented by illness, he didn't want to get involved and just wanted to slack o...
But actually, most of the time, Zai values Le Di!
Moreover, the cub feels that he is now a bird knight, a divine beast shadow guard, protecting his father! He is so fierce, he must protect his father's safety!
So the little bug on Father's clothes was plucked away by the child with a single beak; the sparrow that tried to pass over Father's head was bravely chased away by the child; the vicious dog kept in the palace was taught by the child to recognize its elder brother and no longer barked randomly at night.
He was my father's soldier!
The boy has been secretly busy these past few days, and he always comes back during the day. Although Qinglong sees that he is still young and has not restricted his cultivation, the fact that the child always goes out to play and always comes back covered in dust makes Qinglong feel that something is wrong.
But faced with the little one so tired that he was dozing off while eating and quietly buried his face in the milk bowl, Qinglong could only helplessly clean up after him.
He initially thought the cub had lost its balance and fallen in while eating, but when he picked it up, he found that the cub had spit out a milky-smelling bubble while sleeping.
When Qinglong wiped his mouth, he tried to widen his eyes: 0.0.
Then slowly close your eyes: 0.0~oo~~Zzz~~~
Watching the child struggle between opening and closing his eyes, his body swaying from side to side, he couldn't muster any anger. He could only carry the child back to bed and let him sleep peacefully.
The child persisted for several days until the fifth night. He skillfully climbed into the palace through the window, carefully walked to the foot of the bed, and confirmed that Emperor Chongle was really not moving, as if he were dead asleep. Only then did he slowly climb onto the bed and skillfully squat down next to his father.
This time, just as he relaxed his guard and shrank back to his father's neck, a large hand suddenly reached out and grabbed him.
It turns out that Emperor Chongle was pretending to be asleep, waiting for his son to take the bait!
The child was so frightened that he struggled, but he dared not use too much force, for fear of hurting his father. Emperor Chongle seemed determined to catch the little thing this time and refused to let go.
Emperor Chongle has always been crazy. Except for his one and only weakness, no one else can restrain him and must lose to him.
The cub was almost in tears at the sight. He dared not use his full strength, but Emperor Chongle gripped his hand tighter and tighter, as if he was about to hold something important in his palm.
The child was frightened. Emperor Chongle's palm was so tight that it hurt him a little. Moreover, he didn't know how to face his father who was still missing him. Such a deep and long-lasting love made the child hesitate for the first time.
The cub could only ignite flames on its body, trying to force its father to release it.
However, once Emperor Chongle has made up his mind, he will never let it go.
Even though his hands were covered in blood, even though his hands were burned, Emperor Chongle remained silent and held the cub tightly.
The flames on the cub's body eventually went out.
Looking at his father's hand, a wave of guilt washed over him. Unable to muster any more strength to resist, he could only sob and cry.
The tiny bird ball was gathered into Chong Le Di's palm.
Although the bird was now covered in his blood and looked rather pathetic, and although the little ball sat in his hand, chirping and wailing pitifully, Emperor Chongle still recognized his child at a glance.
Emperor Chongle brought the bird ball to his lips and gave it a comforting yet tired kiss on its fluffy body.
"Got you?"
The imperial physician who was summoned witnessed this scene: ...
All the palace servants who entered immediately knelt down, each one filled with trepidation, fearing that His Majesty would take his anger out on them.
But when Zai saw this familiar scene, he felt as if his dead memories were attacking him again.
The boy stared blankly at the scene, not knowing what to say to his father or what he should do.
He sat dejectedly in Emperor Chongle's lap, gently embraced by the emperor.
In the end, it was Emperor Chongle who yielded first:
"Stay here with me for a while; I haven't seen you in so long."
As soon as the boy heard his father speak, he couldn't help but start to cry again. But when he thought about how he cried when he parted from his father and how he cried when he met him again, he realized that even though he had said he wanted to grow up, he was still a cowardly crybaby.
The cub held back his tears with teary eyes. Only after Emperor Chongle had someone bring water and a handkerchief and personally wiped his feathers did he finally raise his head, his beady eyes turning into swollen, egg-shaped eyes.
"Cry if you want to, I won't laugh at you."
"I was wondering who had been following me all this time, you little peeping tom! You're practically staring two holes through me."
The cub, with its round, chubby body, sobbed loudly for a moment, then buried itself in its father's arms and cried uncontrollably.
The clever onlookers had already realized the cub's identity.
Apart from that silly little brat, no one else could cry while clutching Emperor Chongle's clothes in his arms.
He even wiped all his tears on the dragon robe.
After the cubs finished crying, they discovered that they had an extra anklet on their paws.
There was nothing strange written on it, just a stamp from Emperor Chongle.
However, it is indeed Chong Le Di's style.
No matter where the cub is, he has to mark it so that people know it's his cub.
The cub felt a little guilty upon seeing this thing. It awkwardly pecked at the ankle ring twice before Emperor Chongle pinched its beak shut.
The cub felt even more guilty when it saw its father's palms covered in scars, and could only bury its head in its wings.
Forget it, I'll just play dead.
Emperor Chongle stretched out his hand and casually let the imperial physician bandage it for him. On the other hand, he instructed the child in his arms: "I see you've been quite free lately. Aren't you always watching me day and night? I've granted you special permission to stay by my side and watch me however you want."
The implication was that they wanted to detain the child and prevent him from leaving.
The cub choked. This won't do! The Azure Dragon father will definitely come after us…
Emperor Chongle truly understood his cub; even through those tiny, beady eyes, he could see the cub's emotions clearly.
"Goodness, why are you acting guilty? Do you still have a mission to complete?"
"...Or do you have another father now?"
Emperor Chongle couldn't help but think of the Azure Dragon that appeared with its cub that day. Although the Azure Dragon was a dragon and its cub was... a chubby bird? Emperor Chongle could still see the intimacy between the two.
It's over.
The cub never expected to be caught so quickly, and to be stripped naked in such a short time.
He collapsed into Emperor Chongle's arms with a thud, dying quickly.
"It seems so. They've forced my son to use all his skills. It turns out he has another father outside."
Emperor Chongle's mouth is still eloquent (in a sarcastic tone).
The cub is also well aware of how possessive his clingy father is and how beautiful his mental state is.
Afraid of being punished by his father, he could only pitifully try to please him, turning his most popular snow-white belly and fluffy bird butt out for him to touch.
"Daddy, don't be angry, Daddy loves his son~"
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