The Villain Tyrant's Favored Little Cub

I am Number 077, an emotionless NPC. I rank first in performance every year.

Bored one day, I secretly wrote a story about a den of villains. The Heaven Dad was so delighted that he gave me m...

Chapter 601 Ah Sheng, wait a little longer

His silver eyes swept over the emperor's shadow and his guards hidden in the shadows. Because he had cast a spell, none of them noticed anything amiss.

A glint of silver light flashed from her fingertips as she gently touched Helian Si's forehead. The faint, alluring red light within him gradually subsided under the suppression of the silver light.

The lotus flower, having been activated at some point, was floating in mid-air. Watching Nan Rong Jinghua's actions, its expression was complex.

This deity is using their divine powers to suppress the seal within 077's body, but why?

Shouldn't he be the one who most wants 077 to remember his past memories? Once the seal within 077 is broken, 077 will be able to remember this god.

But if the seal is broken, who knows what 077 might do? If he does something extreme, even Heavenly Father won't be able to protect 077.

The only way to preserve it is to cultivate goodwill and soften the malevolent nature of the villains created by 077, which is equivalent to softening 077's own malevolent nature.

But 077 is neglecting his duties; he's still a villain. If things continue like this, I'm afraid the worst outcome will still come in the end.

"You are not allowed to mention today's events to Ah Sheng."

A soft, melodious voice rang out, but Buddha Lotus, not expecting it to be a conversation with her, paid it no mind.

Only when a chill spread throughout the lotus flower did Buddha Lotus suddenly raise her eyes, meeting a pair of deep, cold starry eyes.

So, so this god was just talking to me, so my feeling last time was right, I have indeed been exposed!

"No, you don't need to tell me, I won't tell 077 either."

To be honest, when faced with this god whose entire body was shrouded in icy cold, Buddha Lotus chickened out without any backbone. There was nothing she could do.

The original body is the same as a flower, a lotus flower born beneath the Buddha's seat. Despite cultivating for countless millennia, it still failed to become a god.

This god, after hearing a few words of reflection from the Buddha, instantly shed his obsessions and became a god, a divine ruler.

They are all the same flower, just different varieties. How can there be such a big difference between flowers?

Nan Rong Jinghua withdrew her gaze, sat down on the soft couch, and looked at Helian Si, who was asleep, with her starry eyes, noticing his long, slender, and well-defined fingers.

Gently, she stroked Helian Si's eyebrows and eyes one by one. As if the vast starry sky could not compare to the depths of his silver eyes, her clear, thin lips placed a kiss on Helian Si's forehead, lingering and tender.

"Ah Sheng, wait a little longer."

Wait a little longer. When the time is right, I will personally break the seal for you. I only hope that at that time, you will still be willing to listen to my explanation.

I never intended to abandon you, how could I bear to? But I shouldn't have failed to inform you beforehand, causing your heart to break.

It doesn't matter. No matter where you are, no matter how long I search, I will find you. And thankfully, I have finally found you.

For millennia, traversing countless voids, I have finally found you again. This time, no matter what, I will never let go of your hand.

Even if you don't want to forgive me after remembering those things, no matter how much you pester me or how shameless you are, I will still pester you until you are willing to forgive me.

Buddha Lotus: "…………"

I feel like I'm a multi-kilowatt light bulb right now. (Lotus smile.jpg)

"Click," the phone shuts down. Sorry for bothering you, I'm not eating this dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).

Before anyone knew it, the incense stick burning in the room had gradually burned out.

Nan Rong Jinghua raised her hand, and the silver light surrounding her faded. A short while later, the voice of the imperial physician could be heard outside.

"Princess, the incense has burned out, and I'm coming in now."