Chapter 31 Chapter 31 Beautiful and Strong Miserable Dad 1
In the pure white system space, Zhuozhuo had returned to his three-year-old self, sitting blankly on the ground, saying, "I'm dead."
The cat circled around Zhuozhuo and asked nervously, "Baby, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
9972 didn't expect that Xiaohuo would leak electricity and failed to activate the shield in time. It was worried that Zhuozhuo would be electrocuted and suffer psychological trauma.
Zhuozhuo shook her head. Before 9972 could breathe a sigh of relief, tears welled up in her eyes. "Will my father Qin Jin be sad? Will he cry?"
Of course it will.
9972 didn't dare to answer, and coaxed, "Baby, when you complete your mission, you can go see Qin Jin's father."
According to the knowledge learned during the 9972 training, Zhuozhuo's death this time was the result of being rejected by the consciousness of the small world after the mission was completed. It is unknown what the small world will have become by the time they can return.
"Let's get on with the mission." Zhuozhuo stood up, wiped her tears, and looked pitifully at Maomaotou. Although she was young, she was almost used to the death of her family.
9972's heart was broken. He whispered, "Baby, before we start the next mission, I'm going to seal your memories from the last world so they don't interfere with your quest. But once you complete all the missions, I'll return them to you intact."
In reality, other participants weren't required to seal their memories. It was just that most, fearing the complexity of their memories would affect their thinking, chose to seal, delete, or downplay their emotions. But Zhuozhuo was too young, his brain underdeveloped, and couldn't handle the burden of so many memories.
Afraid of causing damage to Zhuo Zhuo's brain, 9972 could only coax her to seal her memory.
Fortunately, Zhuozhuo had no idea what sealed memories meant. She trusted 9972 and agreed to what it said.
9972 felt both distressed and relieved. After sealing away the burning memory, it was about to choose a world. After a pause, it projected the control panel into the air and said gently, "Look, baby, each star is a world. Choose one for yourself, okay?"
Zhuozhuo was stroking her wet face in confusion. When she heard 9972's words, she blinked and looked curiously at the projection that looked like a starry sky. She reached out her finger and touched one of the stars, and it shone brightly, with a few words appearing beside it.
This was a simple introduction to the world's background. Zhuozhuo couldn't understand it, but she loved the interactive nature of the game, giggling and clicking around. Finally, her hands grew tired, and she accidentally bumped into a star. Surprised, she said to the star, "You bumped into my finger."
9972's eyes were filled with love as she spoke softly, "Then let's choose this star, okay?"
"OK."
In the 20th year of the Zhengping reign, the fourth son of the emperor, Feng Pansheng, was ordered by the emperor to go to Dongling County to control the floods. He executed corrupt officials and punished tyrants, opened granaries to distribute grain and porridge, and won the hearts of the people. Subsequently, officials and the people worked together for seven months to finally defeat the floods. He diverted the Zhuojiang River to Nantang and built water conservancy projects and irrigation canals, benefiting the people on both sides of the river.
Today marked Feng Pansheng's return to the capital, and the common people lined the streets to see him off, a scene as grand as the emperor himself. Dressed in a crimson robe, Feng Pansheng rode at the head of a tall black horse, leading dozens of riders as they sped along the official road, like a dark cloud looming over the land.
Two hours later, while passing a high mountain, Shen Xingyun couldn't hold back his words, "Fourth Young Master, four years ago, you were chased down here by the assassins sent by the two, three, five, and six young masters, and fell off a cliff. At that time, everyone thought you were gone, but three months later, you appeared in the capital, exhausted, and stunned everyone's eyes."
His romantic eyes gleamed, and his tone was filled with excitement, "I wonder if anyone will come here to kill me today—"
Before he finished speaking, Shen Xingyun suddenly tightened the reins, and the horse that was running at high speed neighed and stood up. The more than 30 riders behind him also stopped within a breath, quietly waiting for their master's orders.
Shen Xingyun glanced at Feng Pansheng, then rode forward and said to the little girl sitting on the ground playing in the mud at the foot of the mountain, "Little girl, why are you here? Where are your parents?"
The area was deserted, overgrown with weeds and likely infested with wild animals. Even adults wouldn't dare venture there alone, so the sight of a three-year-old child on the roadside seemed eerie. Folk tales abounded of strange creatures, tales of wild goblins transforming into beautiful women to absorb the essence of passersby.
Could it be that this little thing in front of me has come out to harm people before it was weaned? Other fairies pretend to be wives to cheat people of their essence, but she pretends to be a daughter to cheat people of candied haws?
Shen Xingyun couldn't help but think wildly when he was nervous. His hand was placed on the longbow on the side of the horse, ready to shoot an arrow, when he saw the child looking up at them.
There were lumps of mud on her fair and tender little face, making her look as dirty as a kitten. Her bright eyes were crystal clear, full of innocence.
At this moment, Shen Xingyun's thoughts changed immediately. This is not a little goblin, but a little fairy next to the fairy seat in the sky.
Zhuozhuo, who had been mistaken for both a goblin and a fairy, looked curiously at a group of men on horseback, guided by 9972. After scanning over thirty of them, his gaze settled on Feng Pansheng, dressed in a crimson robe, and he said in a childish voice, "Daddy!"
Everyone: “…”
Shen Xingyun almost thought the little girl's next sentence would be "I want to eat candied haws." He looked at Zhuozhuo and Feng Pansheng curiously, and said gossipingly, "Fourth Young Master, she calls you dad."
Feng Pansheng kept his eyes downcast, exuding a sense of laziness, as if he didn't care about anything. But when he looked at someone, he was like a poisonous snake staring at its prey, sinister and dangerous.
After being looked at, Shen Xingyun immediately raised his hands in surrender and drove his horse to the side a few steps away from Feng Pansheng.
Zhuozhuo was stared at and instinctively shuddered, mumbling, "Daddy, I'm hungry and cold."
She supported herself on the ground with her hands, stood up with her butt sticking out, and walked out of the shade into the sun. Seeing that Feng Pansheng didn't say anything, she took a deep breath, cupped her hands on both sides of her mouth, and shouted loudly: "Daddy! Did you hear me——"
Feng Pansheng glanced at the brush behind Zhuozhuo. Gu Yuan understood and gestured. The next second, the black cavalryman drew his bow and arrow, releasing it under Zhuozhuo's curious gaze. After one round, there was still no movement in the man-deep brush.
Chen Xingyun muttered doubtfully, "Eh? Isn't the ambush here? Then where is it?" He looked around for any hiding places. Just as he was about to exchange glances with Feng Pansheng and Gu Yuan, he heard a strange wailing sound. He immediately looked over and saw the little girl, who had seemed stunned a moment ago, with her face tilted back, sobbing loudly.
The little girl was crying miserably. Shen Xingyun felt a little sorry for her, and at the same time, with a tentative mindset, he dismounted and slowly walked over, "Little girl, why are you crying?" Suddenly, a faint stench came, and he stopped, his eyes falling on the grass.
At the same time, Shen Xingyun heard the little girl say intermittently: "Mom, she's sleeping, you guys, hit her, wuwuwu..."
Shen Xingyun's pupils shrank. He quickly walked to the edge of the grass and parted it, revealing a shriveled young woman lying inside. She was clearly already dead, with five or six arrows sticking out of her body, yet she wasn't bleeding at all. In the scorching heat, the corpse was crawling with insects and ants, and had already begun to emit a foul odor.
Gu Yuan also led his men to dismount and check, ruling out the possibility of an ambush around.
During this time, Shen Xingyun stood in front of Zhuo Zhuo, not daring to let her see the woman's miserable condition, and at the same time tried desperately to coax her to stop crying.
In fact, Zhuozhuo had no strength left after howling a few times, and kept sobbing intermittently. His baby voice was pitiful, and the mud on his face was washed away by his tears, leaving two marks, which made people feel pity.
Finally, Shen Xingyun, who was really hard to coax, boldly said to Feng Pansheng: "Fourth Young Master, come down and take a look. This child calls you dad."
Shen Xingyun was just joking, but suddenly thought of something. He ran to the horse's side, took out the water bag, wet his handkerchief, and then returned to Zhuozhuo's side, wiping Zhuozhuo's cat-like face clean bit by bit. When he saw Zhuozhuo's face, Shen Xingyun couldn't help but let out a strange cry.
Everyone else was drawn to look over, and upon seeing Zhuozhuo's face, they were all shocked. It was simply because this little girl looked so much like Feng Pan that no one would believe they weren't related.
Feng Pansheng, who had been sitting firmly on his horse, finally dismounted. He was tall, with a sinister and dangerous demeanor. He wore a red robe under the scorching sun, yet a chill still emanated from his body. Feng Pansheng glanced at the woman in the bushes, then looked down at the sobbing little girl. His voice was cold, "Who is your mother?"
Without waiting for Zhuozhuo to answer, Feng Pansheng asked again, "Who is your father?"
Zhuozhuo knew the answer to this question. She wiped her face. Even though she was still a little breathless, she stood up straight and obediently, hands behind her back, reciting aloud, "My father is the Fourth Young Master, and my mother is Wu Jingqiu. Four years ago in early autumn, my mother found my father and, seeing how handsome he was, secretly slept with him!"
Everyone: “…”
Shen Xingyun quickly interrupted Zhuozhuo with a "cough cough cough" sound. Meeting her concerned gaze and Feng Pansheng's murderous look, he could only laugh dryly and said to Zhuozhuo, "Go on, go on."
Zhuozhuo wrinkled her nose and thought for a moment, unable to remember how to continue reciting from the middle, so she started from the beginning, "...My mother said that it was the Fourth Young Master who controlled the flood in Dongling, and asked me to come and recognize him as her father. My mother is too tired and wants to sleep, a long, long sleep, and wait until I grow up before waking up."
After reciting, Zhuozhuo looked up and asked Feng Pansheng, "Are you my father?"
Zhuozhuo was originally very sure, but Feng Pansheng didn't respond, so she became confused.
Feng Pansheng stared at Zhuozhuo for a moment. Four years ago, he had indeed been unconscious for a while when he was attacked. When he woke up, he found himself in a cave, with heavy rain falling outside. Since he saw no signs of anyone else, he thought it was his survival instinct that had led him to the cave and hide. But what if someone had taken advantage of his unconsciousness to harm him...
Feng Pansheng clenched his hands hanging by his side into fists and smiled murderously.
Shen Xingyun admired Zhuozhuo's mother to death. She would secretly keep her children if she saw a good-looking wild man. However, it was really not a good choice for her to entrust Zhuozhuo to Feng Pansheng. After all, Zhuozhuo's existence was equivalent to a stain on his humiliation. No man could accept it calmly, right?
"Fourth Young Master, you are so strong that you can still have a child even when you are unconscious." Shen Xingyun said this under Feng Pansheng's death gaze, trying to make Feng Pansheng have a good impression of this matter. After all, it was Zhuozhuo's mother who offended the prince, and Zhuozhuo was innocent.
If there was a reliable adult with such a young child, Zhuozhuo's mother wouldn't let her wait here for Feng Pansheng. If Feng Pansheng ignored Zhuozhuo, she wouldn't survive the night alone.
Zhuozhuo waited for a while, but Feng Pansheng still didn't speak. He couldn't help but rub his belly and said to 9972 in his mind, "Daddy hasn't spoken for a long time. Has he become mute?"
9972 was also very dissatisfied. This Feng Pansheng, who had just gotten such a lovely daughter, shouldn't he be secretly happy? Instead of looking stern and trying to scare someone, who was he? It was just about to ask Zhuozhuo to wait patiently for a while, when it suddenly detected dangerous health data. The next second, Zhuozhuo closed her eyes and fell to the ground.
Shen Xingyun was racking his brains to persuade Feng Pansheng to take Zhuozhu away when he suddenly noticed her fall. He quickly picked her up and realized that the little girl who was full of energy just now was now covered in cold sweat, her face was pale, and she looked very weak.
Thinking of Zhuozhuo's mother who had suddenly fallen ill and died, Shen Xingyun had a bad feeling. Could it be a plague? Apparently, Feng Pansheng had the same suspicion and immediately asked Bai Zhu to come over and take Zhuozhuo's pulse.
Bai Zhu was performing an autopsy. After washing his hands, he came over and said, "He fainted from hunger."
Shen Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly fed Zhuozhuo two sips of water, then soaked the dry food and fed her a small bowl.
Maybe she was very hungry, or maybe the little girl was just a good girl, but she kept swallowing obediently during this time, allowing Shen Xingyun to experience the joy of feeding her. However, he knew that people who had been hungry for a long time should not overeat, so even though the unconscious Zhuo Zhuo was still opening her mouth to ask for more, he did not continue to feed her.
It was too hot, and I started sweating after holding him for a while. Shen Xingyun spread his outer robe on the ground, placed Zhuo Zhuo on it, and then boldly asked Feng Pansheng, "Fourth Young Master, what do you think? This child?"
Feng Pansheng chuckled, "You like her very much."
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