Zhao Zhao and Nan Yu carefully examined Yue's body and found that the child was very healthy. His mental strength had even been greatly improved without him noticing. The fifty years of sleep had only benefited his body and had no harm.

But even so, Yue still kept complaining about feeling uncomfortable.

Sometimes I have a headache, sometimes I have a fever, but I just have to stick to Zhaozhao.

Nan Yu saw something, his eyes turned and he smiled and offered advice: "Zhao Zhao, you stay with Master Yue Feng. Maybe Master Yue Feng's illness will be cured soon, hahahaha."

"Yeah, yeah, yes, yes." Yue didn't even pretend. She nodded vigorously and stared at Zhao Zhao with anticipation.

Zhao Zhao subconsciously looked at Ye, but the young man, whose temper changed rapidly, shook his ponytail, turned around and walked away without looking back, his figure slowly disappearing into the night.

You can see that he is angry again.

Nan Yu murmured, "This kid... Master Ye Feng has a really bad temper."

"Zhao Zhao Zhao Zhao, I miss you so much, can you stay with me tonight?"

"Ye has grown up, and I am still a child. If you don't want to accompany him, you can accompany me!" In order to "win favor", Yue can say anything now.

Nan Yu advised: "You stay with him, I'll go see Ye." For some reason, these two children were particularly attached to Zhao Zhao.

So, under Yue's repeated requests, the soft-hearted Zhao Zhao really agreed to accompany him.

Walking on the familiar road with the cub in his arms again, Zhao Zhao felt completely different. The cub in his arms had now become the majestic Phoenix Master of the Phoenix Clan.

However, Qingluan, who is over a hundred years old, has witnessed the replacement of one generation of Phoenix Lords. He even raised a Phoenix Lord himself.

For Zhao Zhao, Yue was no longer just a pastime when he was bored. His heart had changed, and he now cherished this quiet and beautiful time very much.

The little arms hugged Zhao Zhao's arms tightly, and he looked into the night with a dazed look in his eyes.

The force on the neck deepened, Zhao Zhao frowned slightly but didn't say much. When the cub was still obedient, Zhao Zhao's patience was still very high.

The cub came back to his senses and let go of his hand, saying in a wronged tone, "Zhao Zhao, why don't you say anything?"

He pressed his slightly cold face against Zhao Zhao's face, rubbing it intimately.

If it were Ye, Zhao Zhao might have refused this kind of closeness, but facing Yue who was still in cub form, she was more relaxed and let him go.

After experiencing those things personally, Yue's state of mind has changed a lot, and she has become much more mature both physically and mentally.

He saw the obvious alienation and politeness.

But he would not rush and yell like Ye. Even if he felt uncomfortable, he would still keep smiling towards Zhao Zhao, and even deliberately shorten the distance between them, invisibly making Zhao Zhao accept their closeness.

This is something that Ye, who has a simple mind but strong limbs, could not have thought of. The brat could only scream!

Yelling all day long! So annoying!

The darkness concealed the irritability on Yue's face and the tenderness in Zhaozhao's eyes.

He liked both Ye and Yue, but the etiquette between the monarch and his subjects made him pay attention to the distance between them.

The location of Yue's room changed, and the room became bigger and more luxurious.

Zhao Zhao was about to help Yue "change clothes", but the little cub refused his service, took off his coat and got into bed.

The soft quilt covered his body, revealing only a pair of watery eyes. He said in a muffled voice: "Zhao Zhao, don't go. Stay with me for a while~"

Few people can resist the pampering of a cub, especially when faced with a cub that is rarely well-behaved and doesn't act like a troublemaker.

Zhao Zhao originally planned to accompany him for a while, so she nodded in agreement.

Yue's room was specially placed with bedtime reading materials for the little cub. He picked up a book and flipped through it casually.

Yue's eyes turned and she asked cautiously, "Did you read storybooks to Ye before?"

Zhao Zhao nodded nonchalantly. Ye was very noisy and usually wouldn't sleep unless he was read to.

Yue's eyes lit up: "Then can you read to me now?"

"It will be fine in a while." An aggrieved look began to appear on his face again, as if he would start crying if Zhao Zhao didn't read.

Zhao Zhao frowned: "Master Yue Feng, you need to get up early tomorrow, and it's very late now."

"Wow, why can't I..." After she finished speaking, she started crying. Yue began to feel jealous and inevitably felt a little lost.

The child's crying was really noisy, so Zhao Zhao compromised: "Okay, but I can only read one article, and then you go to sleep obediently, okay?" His tone was coaxing to the cub.

He sat on a chair beside him with a sense of propriety. As soon as he opened the book in his hand, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

Before his brain could react, his body was suddenly pressed down on the bed. A familiar fragrance enveloped his nose. Zhao Zhao pushed the man away helplessly, but his arm was held again.

He was slightly annoyed: "Master Ye Feng, what are you doing?" Get out of the way!

Beside the bed, the summoning stone emitted a faint red light, flickering in the darkness before the light gradually went out and calm returned.

This scene is too familiar. Ever since the summoning stone came into Ye's hands, he has been summoned almost every few days.

Zhao Zhao is like a brick, being moved around every day.

Ye put his legs on Zhao Zhao, hugging him like a pillow. He closed his eyes and reached out to cover Zhao Zhao's eyes, saying angrily, "Shut up! Don't talk!"

How can a king and his subjects lie on the same bed?

In some ways, Zhao Zhao is still stubborn.

"Master Ye Feng..."

Ye suddenly sat up and said in a cold voice: "Call me Ye!"

"You used to call me that!"

"You know, that was in the past." Zhao Zhao, no longer restrained, sat up and said, "You once said I wasn't respectful enough to you, so you got angry. But now I'm respectful to you, so why aren't you happy?"

In the past, Ye always felt embarrassed because of Zhao Zhao's education, thinking that Zhao Zhao did not take him, the young master, seriously.

Zhao Zhao once said that he was respectful only to the Phoenix Lord.

Therefore, Ye at that time had long been looking forward to becoming the Phoenix Lord and making Zhao Zhao listen to him. Now that Zhao Zhao is really obedient, he is not happy at all.

It's just unpleasant to hear the word "you" over and over again.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up! If you keep talking, I'll seal your mouth!"

Ye got out of bed and lit the lamp. The room was lit, and Zhao Zhao saw a young man in a snow-white undershirt rummaging through drawers.

But after a while, a green hairband appeared on his palm.

Zhao Zhao frowned. He was very familiar with this thing. Ye had been tied up with it many times when he was a child because he was naughty.

The young man had a defiant look on his face, his chin slightly raised as he approached Zhao Zhao. He smiled maliciously, "Humph! You've tied me up so many times, this time it's my turn to tie you up!"

Zhao Zhao couldn't bear it any longer, it was simply ridiculous.

Ye has not fully grown yet and cannot defeat him for the time being, but Zhao Zhao will not attack the Phoenix Lord easily.

But seeing Ye approaching with a hairband, Zhao Zhao, who was a little bit impatient, subconsciously raised his hand. Ye looked at the other's slender white palm and subconsciously covered his face to avoid it.