Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 565 The Elder Doesn't Want to Take Care of the Child 7

"If you keep crying and making a scene, I'm not going to take care of you anymore."

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent. The two cubs looked up at the seemingly angry boy in unison.

"Why don't you care about... me?" Ye's voice trailed off, lacking conviction.

Yue stopped crying, her face still streaked with tears, and rubbed her hand against Zhao Zhao's: "I'll be good."

The system task flashed through Zhao Zhao's mind, along with the tired face of the Phoenix Lord. In the end, he placed Yue and Ye on the bed together, sleeping between the two cubs.

Ye whispered, "Why should he sleep in my bed?"

Yue said aggrievedly, "You clearly promised to only sleep with me."

The problem is coming again.

Zhao Zhao didn't want to hear them say a word, so the hairband came in handy again, the wider strip of cloth unfolded and tied around their mouths.

Looking at the two adorable cubs with their mouths shut and their eyes wide with confusion, Zhao Zhao's cold eyes softened slightly: "Go to sleep."

Yue and Ye each held one of Zhao Zhao's arms, their eyelids slowly drooping as they fell asleep.

Zhao Zhao was caught off guard and drifted into a light sleep with a frown.

"Baby... Baby..." In her sleep, several voices came from all directions, tirelessly calling in Zhao Zhao's mind.

He groggily opened his eyes and met Yue's smiling gaze: "Grandpa, I'm hungry."

Zhao Zhao's first reaction was that Yue had finally stopped crying, and her second reaction was the strange way of addressing him as "Grandpa".

Ye was still asleep beside her. Zhao Zhao gently carried him out of the room and said expressionlessly, "Call him Fourth Elder."

He was only a hundred years old. In the Phoenix Clan, where the average age was several thousand, he was practically raised as "the youngest son." Yet, when Yue came to him, he became the grandfather in Yue's eyes.

"Fourth Elder is too unfamiliar with things," Yue said with a smile.

"Do you know what estrangement means? Don't you know how to properly address me?" Zhao Zhao said calmly, "Or are you deliberately trying to annoy me?"

Yue saw his own reflection in Zhao Zhao's clear, emerald-green eyes. He leaned close and smiled, "Father~"

"Shut up," Zhao Zhao said through gritted teeth.

The cub pouted, looking aggrieved: "Brother!"

"Don't dare to take it seriously."

"Brother Zhao Zhao..." Tears welled up in the cub's clean, bright eyes again, and Zhao Zhao didn't say anything more.

"Brother Zhao Zhao~ I want to eat something." Yue snuggled close to Zhao Zhao and said coquettishly.

Zhao Zhao looked up at the window and deduced that she had slept for about two hours, and it was time for the cubs to eat.

Phoenixes in their early stages usually only need to eat some nectar and fruit, but Yue and Ye are different. One of them is clamoring to eat fire elemental, and the other is clamoring to eat birds raw.

Ye, in particular, often drooled over Yue's chubby, fair arms.

Zhao Zhao: .....

As usual, I ignored her unreasonable demands and took Yue to drink nectar and eat fruit. On the elegant carved wooden table, there was a luxurious meal. Yue, who hadn't eaten for several hours, was starving and climbed onto the table with both hands and feet to start eating.

Zhao Zhao corrected him, put him on a chair, and taught him, "There are rules for eating." He always remembered his teaching mission.

"Woooooooooooo..."

Zhao Zhao closed her eyes, veins bulging on her forehead: "I'm not saying you can't eat, I'm just telling you not to eat at the table."

Yue cried, "Then I'll squat on the ground under the table and eat."

He was about to crawl under the table when he said that, looking as pitiful as could be. Anyone who didn't know better would think that Zhao Zhao had bullied him.

"Sit still," Zhao Zhao patiently corrected him, handing him a piece of fruit and instructing, "Chew carefully..."

Before he could finish speaking, the cub's little mouth suddenly opened wide, and he swallowed a fruit the size of his head in one gulp.

Zhao Zhao: ...Is that right? Was he like this when he was a child too?

Wait a minute, he can't eat like this now!

In the blink of an eye, Yue climbed onto the dining table again. He grabbed Yue by the collar, just like he was grabbing a wild beast driven mad by food.

As she looked on with a complicated expression, a familiar, childish voice came from the doorway: "Yi Zhao! You took Yue out to eat but not me! I hate you!"

Another ancestor has arrived.

Ye glared at Zhao Zhao, then looked at Yue, who was engrossed in eating at the table, when his stomach rumbled at an inopportune moment.

With her eyes shining, she rushed towards Yue: "This is the food prepared for me. If it is, then I forgive you!"

He was incredibly fast; before the servants could react, Ye was already in Zhao Zhao's hands.

"I'm hungry!"

He thrashed about, and Zhao Zhao's brow never relaxed. She silently took food from the table, but Yue became possessive of it, crying, "Waaah, you can't!"

"Heh." Zhao Zhao laughed in anger, ordered someone to prepare another table of food, and then threw Ye, who was still struggling in her arms, onto the table.

Eat up, eat up, use whatever position you like.

Ye also climbed onto the table, but while eating fruit, he would occasionally glance at the exposed hands and feet of the servants serving him.

"Fourth...Fourth Elder..." The servant couldn't take it anymore, fearing that Ye might target and devour him if he wasn't careful.

Zhao Zhao waved her hand irritably, and all the servants who were serving her withdrew. Zhao Zhao stood between two tables, her face dark and her teeth grinding together.

"How long have I been in this world?"

Two days.

"Really? I thought two years had already passed." The feeling of time dragging on endlessly has become a tangible reality.

The system chuckled softly, as if trying to sound human: "Now you know how hard it is to raise a child."

So, you, with your mischievousness in the quick transmigration world, have caused countless headaches for your loved ones.

Zhao Zhao remained silent for a moment, then said, "But weren't the characters created by you?"

System: .....Oh ho ho, seems like it.

Zhao Zhao ignored the system and, seeing Ye's gaze drift towards Yue's fair hands and feet, warned, "If you look at them again, you won't get to eat anything."

"Why should I!" Ye retorted instinctively, his eyes no longer darting around, but focused intently on staring at Zhao Zhao.

After the meal, Zhao Zhao returned to the garden and read "The History of Beasts" to the cubs. Her cold, emotionless voice rang out once again.

"Loriel, the second ancestral dragon of the dragon race, was born amidst extraordinary celestial phenomena..."

Two cubs lay on the desk, one's eyes following a butterfly, the other staring at a small insect wriggling on the ground.

"Little one."

Zhao Zhao looked up and saw a man dressed in purple robes standing not far away on the garden path. He smiled gracefully at her, his beauty surpassing even the flowers. Just by standing there, his captivating appearance was enough to attract attention.

Yue and Ye looked up at the source of the sound in unison. Xi Yan's deep gaze fell on the two cubs, and he asked Zhao Zhao, "Are these the two young masters that the Phoenix Lord asked you to teach?"

The man exuded an aura of mystery and nobility. The hem of his purple robes swayed gently with his movements, and as one got closer, the terrifying pressure emanating from him made it hard to breathe.

Zhao Zhao tilted her head back unconsciously. Xi Yan chuckled, his narrow phoenix eyes narrowing with a bewitching charm: "What? I've only been gone for a year, and you've already become estranged from me?" The familiar fragrance wafted into Zhao Zhao's nose.