The little rabbit is obedient and is forcibly embraced by the villain

Hearing this, a chill ran down the spines of both the big and small.

"Daddy..." Little Tuanzi said in a low voice and subconsciously hid behind Bai Zitu.

Bai Zitu took two steps back and glanced at the little white ball of milk shivering behind her.

The mother and son communicated with each other through eye contact.

Bai Zitu: Don’t hide behind me. We agreed to share the good and bad times!

Tuantuan: Mom, I’m scared!

Bai Zitu: I’m scared too!!

Tuantuan: But Daddy won’t hit you, but he will punish me! I don’t want to copy books anymore!

Bai Zitu: ...

Child, you don’t understand that there is a punishment more terrible than copying books.

But as a mother, she decided to lead by example.

The little rabbit mustered up his courage and took two small steps forward. He tilted his head back and tried to smooth things over with a soft voice, "Well...we're just out for a stroll and to buy Tuantuan some of his favorite osmanthus cake."

"Really?" Xuan Cheng half-closed his narrow eyes, his gaze inadvertently sweeping across the osmanthus cake in Tuantuan's hand.

Noticing his father's gaze, the little dumpling carefully hid the osmanthus cake behind him.

Xuan Cheng let out a cold laugh, but didn't say anything. He simply explained to the stall owner, "Auntie, I'm truly sorry. They were being naughty and made up some stories to amuse you. Please don't take it to heart. This is the money for the osmanthus cake. Please accept it."

As he spoke, he took out a heavy ingot of silver and placed it on the table.

Xuan Cheng came down from the plane. Although he tried to restrain his aura, anyone could tell at a glance that he was definitely not an ordinary person.

The stall owner looked puzzled, but he was not in a hurry to accept the money. Instead, he asked curiously, "Who are you?"

"Her husband who passed away early." Xuan Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the two who were pretending to be quails with a half-smile.

The stall owner then understood that love is the interest between husband and wife.

She said with a smile: "So that's how it is. But this child is adorable, and the story he made up is heartbreaking, so I gave him more money. This silver..."

"Auntie, we appreciate your kindness, but you must take this money, otherwise I will feel bad." Bai Zitu hurriedly stepped forward and stuffed the silver into the stall owner's palm.

At the end, she even winked at Xuan Cheng.

Look, she is sensible.

Xuan Cheng sneered silently.

The stall owner had no choice but to accept it.

Xuan Cheng then looked at Bai Zitu and Tuantuan, a gentle smile between his brows, "Go home, my poor wife who has become a widow at such a young age and my fatherless son."

Bai Zitu and Tuantuan looked at each other and realized that it was really over.

-

Ninth Heaven, inside the Chaolu Palace.

The little rabbit was brought back by a big black snake, holding it by the scruff of the neck.

Seeing this, Xiaolian and Xiaoe looked at each other knowingly and retreated with red faces.

"Madam, tell me, how do you compare to your deceased husband? Hmm?" The man's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of pleasure.

"No, uh..." The poor little rabbit felt like she was being torn into pieces, scattered into a pile of skeletons. Her voice was filled with tears as she begged for mercy pitifully: "I was wrong!"

"What's wrong?" The man kept on talking and started to bring up the past.

"Wrong, it's my fault for sneaking down."

"No, that's wrong." The man gently pressed his fingertips against the girl's lips. "I won't restrict your freedom, but Your Highness seems to have forgotten what I once said: those who lie will be punished."

As he spoke, he tightened his grip on her waist and turned her over. His scorching breath touched her neck, and he could see her fair skin tremble slightly as she surrendered to the scorching heat.

"Xuan Cheng, you——"

The man's voice sounded respectful, but his every move was full of plunder and invasion.

His eyes darkened, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "I guess it's because I've been busy with work recently and have neglected you, Madam. That's why you're dissatisfied. You're alone in the empty room, and you even say you're a widow."

"Um..." The person in his arms was about to retort, but his lips were covered by slender finger joints. All the words were blocked in his throat, and he could only make a few vague whimpers.

"I can spare a few days of my free time so that my wife can feel my presence."

"Well—don't—"

Outside the door, little Tuanzi was secretly lying in the corner listening to the movements inside the house because he was worried about his mother.

But he heard his mother's painful cries.

Did his father beat his mother?

A fire suddenly rose in the little dumpling's heart. He clenched his fists and walked forward with a heroic and confident look.

As soon as his little hand pushed the door of the palace, a dazzling golden light flashed, and the powerful force of the restriction bounced him away.

"what--"

Bai Yichen, who had inexplicably been burdened with a lot of things, was working hard when he heard a loud shout coming from far away: "Uncle Bai, save me!"

He looked up, his eyes widened, he jumped into the air, reached out and held the little ball in his arms.

"Uncle Bai, Daddy is bullying Mommy, you go and help Mommy!" He still held the little baby tightly in his arms, but he could only see the little baby crying so hard that his tears had turned into a ball, looking miserable and pitiful.

Xuan Cheng bullies the little goddess?

For a moment, Bai Yichen wondered if he had heard it wrong.

Through Xiaotuanzi's confusing and chaotic description, Bai Yichen gradually sorted out the whole story.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly, and he sighed inwardly, this... he really can't be saved!

……

The Morning Dew Hall is the first place in the Nine Heavens to be illuminated by sunlight.

The early morning sunlight is like a soft veil, sneaking into the house through the carved window lattice.

Bai Zitu was awakened by the sunlight that sneaked in through the window lattice in the early morning.

She narrowed her eyes and slowly turned over, trying to regain the sleepiness that had not yet dissipated, but was held down by an iron-like arm around her waist.

Bai Zitu's limbs were sore, as if they had been rubbed and ground repeatedly. Every inch of his muscles was screaming with fatigue, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his hands.

The hair beside her ear was gently lifted up, and a low, husky voice, the kind that comes from just waking up, rang in her ear. It was low and gentle, like a thin layer of mist, tickling her cochlea: "It's still early, sleep a little longer."

Bai Zitu opened his sleepy eyes and pushed the person next to him away a little, but found that the person did not move at all.

She was so angry that she bit the strong muscles in front of her viciously.

"It seems that Madam has sobered up," the man sighed helplessly. He moved closer and gently kissed the corner of her eye with his thin lips. "Then let's do what we should do when we are sober."

"Asshole, can't you just shut up."

The person in his arms suddenly opened her eyes, and now she just wanted to beg for mercy!

Why is it that she is tormented by all this trouble? It seems like she is the only one suffering.

His broad, big hand pressed down on her slender waist, and she went limp and fell into his arms, unable to get up again.

"No, I agreed to let Madam feel me properly."

The clouds roll and unroll in the sky, the days and nights of the Nine Heavens keep changing, the breathing of the Morning Dew Palace rises and falls, and condenses into silent love, densely entwining the two people who have been entangled for generations.

"Xuan Cheng."

"I'm here."

Xuan Cheng responded, and then he heard affectionate responses again and again from his heart, which had always been empty and desolate.

【Complete book】