Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 562 The Elder Doesn't Want to Take Care of the Child 4

In a corner of the magnificent palace, bright sunlight shines through the elegant carved window lattice, casting golden threads that cover the ground, where two shadows, one large and one small, appear.

"You just wait, when I grow up I'll tie you up too!"

The young man in blue robes had loose white hair and was holding a hair ribbon in his pampered hand. The other end of the ribbon was tied to the hand of the arrogant cub.

The newborn cub was only up to his knees, but its cute little face had a very irritating expression. Zhao Zhao expressionlessly pulled the headband forward and said, "Hurry up."

The uncooperative cub behind him stumbled, but once it regained its footing, its little mouth started chattering again.

"Damn it! That stinky bird!"

You better pray you don't end up in my hands!

Ye spoke every word through gritted teeth, revealing his sincere intention to take revenge. He had even already devised a plan to deal with Zhao Zhao.

However, this plan will ultimately be useless; it's uncertain who will end up in whose hands and who will deal with whom.

"Zhaozhao, bring Ye'er to the main hall."

From the air came the ethereal voice of the Phoenix Lord.

"Yes." Zhao Zhao bowed respectfully to the air. Ye suddenly bumped into the back of his leg and said rudely, "My mother will definitely punish you! Humph!"

"Hurry up and untie me! I'll let you off the hook because you're good-looking."

He was still daydreaming when suddenly he felt a pulling force on his hand.

She opened her eyes angrily, only to see Zhao Zhao's heartless back and her taut hairband.

"Damn it." He was dragged forward again, staggering.

Just then, as they passed a corner of the palace, they happened to see Yue and Nan Yu walking towards them from not far away.

Ye was slightly taken aback. When he came to his senses, his whole body was filled with gloom. He met those tearful eyes from a distance.

"hiss!"

The unspirited mental energy immediately struck his body, but the culprit still looked completely innocent.

That damn green tea b*tch!

Zhao Zhao immediately noticed the unusual fluctuations in mental energy. He looked at Yue, who was blinking innocently at him, and Ye, who was looking pained but frantically glaring at Yue. He sighed silently.

Just as Ye was about to break free of the cumbersome hairband, he was suddenly pulled into a warm embrace. The mental energy that had been relentlessly bullying him was repelled. He looked up and met Zhao Zhao's unwavering emerald eyes.

First she felt wronged, then angry: "Now you know! That scheming woman provoked me first!"

He struggled violently, his eyes narrowed to slits as he looked at Yue, who was cowering in Nan Yu's arms pretending to be scared: "You wait, once I'm free, I'll burn all your bird feathers!!!"

An angry phoenix cry rang out, and tears welled up in Yue's already wet eyes again. Her frantic sobs echoed through the space: "I didn't! I'm not! You're framing me!"

"You did it on purpose!"

"no......"

"that is!"

Holding the two cubs, Zhao Zhao and Nan Yu drew closer. Nan Yu looked at Zhao Zhao and smiled wryly, "With these two ancestors in the Phoenix Clan, things are going to get lively from now on."

Zhao Zhao didn't speak, but raised her hand to cover Ye's mouth as he screamed, "The Phoenix Lord asked me to take him to the main hall." The angry screams in his ears disappeared, and his cold gaze turned to Yue, who was still crying.

Nan Yu nodded: "The Phoenix Lord also summoned me to bring Yue to the main hall."

When Yue in his arms met Zhao Zhao's gaze, she wisely shut her mouth, her wet eyes staring pitifully at the cold-blooded boy.

"Don't look at him, you stinky bird!" Ye brushed Zhao Zhao's hand away, looked at her brother who was pretending to be pitiful, and started cursing.

A strong possessiveness is evident from a young age.

Yue's voice was weak: "He's nothing to you," but her eyes were full of provocation, and when she turned to Zhao Zhao, her eyes were smiling.

Ye didn't want him to look, but he insisted on looking anyway.

Just as the two little phoenixes were about to start their competition again, they happened to run into Zhao Zhao. Without hesitation, she took Ye and turned to leave. Nan Yu, in perfect unison, stayed where he was and waited until the two figures disappeared before taking Yue to the main hall.

Act separately.

Yue started sobbing again, soaking Nan Yu's clothes with her tears. It was unclear what she was crying about, or whether she was genuinely heartbroken or just pretending.

After decades, Nan Yu once again held the phoenix cub he had longed for, but his heart was far from the calm and peaceful feeling he had when he held the cub Zhao Zhao back then.

He rubbed his temples, gently patted Yue's back with both hands, and coaxed, "Grandma, what are you crying about?"

Instead of stopping, Yue cried even louder, becoming even more unrestrained when she saw that Nan Yu treated her very well.

This perfectly illustrates what it means to be arrogant because of one's favor.

Nan Yu was a mature man, and being psychologically mature, he wouldn't argue with a child. He calmly led the crying Yue toward the main hall.

The Phoenix Lord's palace was ancient and elegant. Servants were moving about in an orderly manner in every corner. On the throne, which was carved with an exquisite phoenix icon, the frail Phoenix Lord was leaning on the armrest and resting on a soft chair.

"You dare to give me attitude again? Just you wait, just wait until I see Mother..."

Before she arrived, her voice preceded her, and a gentle light flashed in the Phoenix Queen's sharp phoenix eyes.

The next second, a cold-looking young man walked in through the entrance of the main hall, holding an Angry Bird in his arms.

"May Your Majesty be well." Zhao Zhao put Ye down and bowed slightly in greeting.

"Mother....."

The Phoenix Queen said expressionlessly, "Shut up."

"Tch!" Ye immediately turned his head away in dissatisfaction. After being scolded by his mother, he ran to Zhao Zhao and hugged his leg, looking aggrieved.

"Zhao Zhao, ignore him, let him cry." The woman on the throne had deep, pure gold eyes, and her aura was imposing without her being angry.

"I didn't cry!" Ye looked up again and roared angrily.

Although her eyes were red-rimmed, not a single tear fell from her face: "Do you think I'm Yue, that good-for-nothing who only knows how to cry?"

Zhao Zhao frowned and looked at Ye with a cold gaze.

Ye met his gaze, her still innocent eyes filled with stubbornness.

"How are you feeling? Have you summoned a witch doctor?" Zhao Zhao looked up at the noble woman on the high seat, her expression and tone respectful.

The Phoenix Queen's expression softened slightly: "Don't worry, there's nothing serious."

"Liar!" Ye started talking again, making a huge fuss.

"If you cause less trouble, my health will be fine," the Phoenix Queen's gaze lightly fell on the domineering Ye, her tired brows furrowing. Ye scoffed and shut his mouth for the time being.

Not long after, the sound of crying came from outside the palace again. This cub, which had been crying since birth and still had no end, made the Phoenix Lord frown even more deeply.

The always pitiful-looking cub and the helpless Third Elder Nan Yu entered the room. The Phoenix Queen looked at the cub in Nan Yu's arms and scolded, "Don't cry."

So Yue shut up, and Zhao Zhao, noticing the intense gaze, turned her head to meet Yue's wet, pure gold eyes.

"Don't look at him, look at me." She only glanced at him once before Ye, the spoiled girl, tugged at her collar.

Seeing Zhao Zhao lower her head, Ye turned his gaze back to him and gave a somewhat cute smile for the first time: "If you like seeing silly smiles, I can reluctantly smile for you."

Zhao Zhao: ......