The cub's entire body was wrapped in a transparent solid. He originally just wanted to gesture, but when his hand actually passed through the thing, a wicked smile immediately appeared on his handsome face. Without any hesitation, he put his hand around the cub's neck.
Before he could exert any strength, he was swept away by overwhelming grief.
“Oh my god!”
Ye quickly pulled his hand away and took a few steps back, keeping a distance from him. He stared at Yue lying quietly on the bed with his dazed eyes, muttering, "What on earth has this brat been through?"
After a moment's pause, he came back to his senses and uttered a disdainful "tsk" before cursing, "I've been trapped in this useless emotion for decades."
"Little waste."
"I don't care whether you live or die, I don't care whether you wake up or not."
The young man tossed his ponytail and swaggered out the door towards the familiar imperial study.
Over the past few decades, the study in the royal palace has become Zhaozhao and his exclusive territory. If nothing unexpected happens, Zhaozhao should still be handling official business at this moment.
In front of a desk piled high with various matters, a cold and aloof young man in white carefully wrote down a series of matters to be noted. Without even looking up, he said to a servant beside him, "How are the preparations going, Great Elder?"
"It's ready."
The young man nodded, and the old servant's eyes softened: "The great elder said that if you are tired, you can rest first." The tribe suddenly encountered a major event. That night, several elders and several other respected ancient phoenixes were busy handling their own affairs.
Zhao Zhao has grown a lot over the years, but Xi Yan still subconsciously takes care of him.
Zhao Zhao shook his head and continued to deal with the matters at hand. He preferred quietness, so he asked the servants to leave.
In the quiet palace late at night, the sound of brisk and lively footsteps could be heard.
The young man stood tall in front of the desk, his delicate, white face flickering in the flickering light. A shadow shrouded him in front of him. Zhao Zhao knew who it was without having to guess, and subconsciously said, "It's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?" His words were stern but caring as always.
The young man with tired eyes smiled and said, "You haven't slept either, so why do you care about me?" His tone was much softer than it was decades ago. His temper had changed a lot, at least he didn't shout anymore when he spoke.
Over the years, the relationship between Ye and Zhaozhao has eased a lot. Although Ye was not convinced by Zhaozhao's discipline on the surface, he only complained verbally every time.
He listened to Zhao Zhao's words more and more, and at the same time, he became more and more dependent on this young man who grew up with him.
Like before, Ye playfully and affectionately pulled the end of Zhao Zhao's hair, but the young man in white in front of him suddenly realized something, stood up and distanced himself from him, his movements were decisive and respectful, and he bowed respectfully as he did to his own mother before.
"It's late, your body needs rest."
Ye's smile froze, and he subconsciously said, "None of your business."
So Zhao Zhao nodded: "Okay, please do as you please." Her emerald green eyes looked at the stunned Ye with respect.
The sudden change in attitude made Ye unable to accept it for a moment. His handsome features wrinkled into a ball and he stomped his feet: "Yi Zhao! What do you mean?!" The last time he called his name was a long time ago.
"At this time, shouldn't you use your cold eyes to scare me into going to bed?!"
"Or rather, you should do or say something to threaten me!"
"You're joking. You are the Phoenix Lord now." Zhao Zhao looked disapproving but didn't say anything else.
The moment when Zeng Ye wanted Zhao Zhao to submit to him respectfully finally arrived, but he was not as happy as he had imagined. This emotion began to appear when he stood in front of Zhao Zhao, who was kneeling before him, holding the Phoenix Seal representing power.
He felt very aggrieved.
Ye wanted to act like a spoiled brat and act like a spoiled brat as before, but the heavy clothes on his body restricted his movements.
He wanted to say something childish and threatening, but his psychological maturity prevented him from saying it.
Everything is different now, the time is different, the identities are different, and the relationship between them is also different.
Zhao Zhao raised his eyes and saw the young boy dressed in neat white clothes. He was full of vigor and looked very handsome. The noble boy looked at him but was slightly distracted.
There seemed to be a flash of emotion in the dark and dazed eyes, as if sadness, as if confusion.
He sighed inwardly and solemnly promised: "Phoenix Master, Yi Zhao will always be Yi Zhao. Whether you are the Young Master or the Phoenix Master, my loyalty to you will never change."
"You can rest assured about that."
He is the fourth elder of the Phoenix Clan. When he was young, he was entrusted by the old Phoenix Lord to teach the young master. Now, he shoulders the responsibility of assisting the new Phoenix Lord.
This is not just a task, but also a sense of responsibility.
"Loyalty?" Ye forced a smile. From his firm and flawless eyes, Ye never doubted his loyalty. He just said, "Is it just because of your loyalty that I've been with you and cared for you for so many years?"
"yes."
Zhao Zhao nodded seriously. This was indeed the reason. Otherwise, based on how bad Ye was when he was a child, he would have ignored this brat long ago.
Ye Qi's eyes turned red. He suddenly went forward and hugged Zhao Zhao, and began to howl like a child: "I don't care! I already regard you as a relative and a brother!"
He is never afraid to speak out what he believes in.
His thin body only reached Zhao Zhao's chest, but his whole body showed the aura of a two-meter-tall man. Zhao Zhao placed his hands neatly at his sides, motionless like a piece of wood, and said coldly and rationally: "Your brother is just Master Yue Feng." He suddenly felt a little tired. This child had his own torture points at every period of time.
A cold and calm voice rang in his ears. Thinking of the little one he held in his arms today, Ye suddenly felt a little amused: "Yue? That Yue who was still a cub, why should he be my brother?"
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