Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

Li Yunxiao knelt at the gate, looking dejected. Hearing the footsteps of the crowd, he immediately looked up.

A large group of people came out, and the two who had saved him were surrounded in the middle.

Those men were all armed with knives, so Li Yunxiao dared not approach them directly. He could only shout "Master!" and run forward, kneeling five steps away.

Judging from his entourage, this person must be rich and powerful; perhaps he will have a different destiny.

Duan Jiufeng looked toward the source of the voice and saw the child who had been sold. "Didn't I tell you to leave? You saw it yourself, I don't lack servants."

"My indenture is still with you."

Duan Jiufeng pulled the indenture from his sleeve and threw it on the ground. "You don't think a piece of paper can bind you, do you? An indenture needs to be officially registered with the yamen. Without official registration, it's just a piece of waste paper."

"Please accept me, Master!" Li Yunxiao kowtowed heavily on the ground, determined to seize this opportunity no matter what.

"Why would someone choose to be a slave when they're a free person? Have they lost their mind?"

"Does this kid think he can live a good life just by following a rich person?"

"Young and naive." The more powerful someone is, the more cold-blooded and ruthless they become.

"What do you mean 'young'? I think he's just cunning! He's been kneeling at the door for half a day, following such an important person, and he still gets to eat his fill. At his age, no one would even hire him for a job."

"He has no strength and no looks. He's a complete stinking beggar. You can find a lot of people like him on the street. I really don't know where he gets the nerve to beg and pester others like that."

Hearing others' comments, Li Yunxiao desperately tried to recall his strengths. After thinking it over, he realized he was good for nothing; his only asset was his life. He wasn't afraid of death, so what else did he have to fear?

"My name is Li Yunxiao. If you accept me, I'll do anything for you. If you tell me to go east, I'll never go west; if you tell me to kill, I'll never set fire." He had no strengths; his only redeeming quality was obedience. He wanted to take a gamble, and he had no other choice but to. He had no way out; moving forward might open up a world of possibilities, but retreating would surely lead to utter ruin.

Upon hearing Li Yunxiao's name, Qin Baobao turned around, somewhat incredulous. "Is your father named Li Er?"

"Yes." Not knowing why the fairy sister asked that, Li Yunxiao answered honestly.

"Come on! Forget the past, and a new life will begin. I can't guarantee a roadside garden full of flowers, but it will definitely be wonderful." Life is full of surprises, and unexpectedly, I saved Qi Yunzi.

This time, the lucky child is also quite tragic, as if one cannot be called a lucky child without a tragic past.

Li Yunxiao suffered constant oppression from a young age, and was sold into a brothel at the age of eight. A year later, through exploration and observation, he decided to escape with his friends.

Unexpectedly, his friend betrayed him and told his mother about their plan.

When his mother found out, she was furious and arranged for him to have the most brutal guest.

Li Yunxiao was tortured to death by a guest. When he died, his eyes were wide open, filled with resentment and bitterness.

Qin Baobao's mission this time was to prevent Li Yunxiao from being sold into a brothel. Now, without her knowledge, she has unwittingly completed this mission.

This luck is just too incredible!

On the way back, she still couldn't believe it. Was it really done? Compared to the last world, this world was so much friendlier!

It seems I should do more good deeds in the future; who knows, one of them might become my target.

It's decided. I won't go to the next world yet. The people of this world need me. They need me to unify the world and give them a peaceful future.

If one wants to unify the world, Qinghong is more than capable of doing so, not to mention himself.

Unifying the country is easy, but governing it is difficult.

Qin Baobao unconsciously frowned, crossed her arms over her chest, and tapped her arm lightly with her right hand.

Seeing this, Duan Jiufeng knew his sister was thinking, so he sat quietly beside her, acting as a background figure.

In the background, Duan Jiufeng stares at his sister with adoration, not missing a single detail, from her expression and demeanor to her movements and posture, down to the last strand of her hair.

How can my sister be so charming? Even the way she taps her fingers is alluring. Everyone was right, people are most beautiful when they're focused!

Duan Jiufeng's heart was filled with longing; he desperately wanted to grasp that happiest, most nimble finger. He imagined his sister using that adorable finger to give him a good whack on the head.

In the last world, with a single effort, her older sister pushed a tall, burly vampire several meters away. For the sake of his own life, Duan Jiufeng decisively shook his head, refusing the bullet-like slap to the head.

Duan Jiufeng felt increasingly terrified as he thought about his initial reckless behavior. Luckily, Wang Xiyan stepped in to save the day; otherwise, he would have been dead long ago, and the grass on his grave would be incredibly tall by now!

We won't be able to eat meat for a while, so let's slowly take a more heartwarming approach!

The thought of his sister blushing and exuding charm as he flirted with her sent Duan Jiufeng's blood rushing to his head. He felt his breath quicken and his whole body pound with excitement. No, this was even more thrilling than forced sex; he was losing control.

"Plop!" A drop of hot blood eagerly gushed out, joyfully splattering onto the back of his hand, followed by a second, then a third. Like fearless warriors, they leaped down one after another.

The most awkward moment came when his sister turned her head. She first glanced at the back of his hand, then looked at his face.

Duan Jiufeng was mortified. He didn't care what others thought. But how would his sister view him in the future? Rogue, pervert, filthy, disgusting... all the vile words were hurled at him like a torrent of abuse.

"Are you feeling hot? Eat more cooling foods lately." He handed her a towel.

There was no ridicule, no insults; the only light in his heart shone upon him once again.

Sister, how can you be so kind?

With tears in his eyes, Duan Jiufeng took the towel, tidied himself up, and raised his head. He was once again the handsome, dashing, and elegant Emperor.

"Is she suffering from internal heat? My sister actually thinks she has internal heat?"

Duan Jiufeng smiled gently, his heart filled with relief.

My sister is so innocent, she probably doesn't even know what a nosebleed means.

"If you really can't hold it in, just go to the harem and vent." Researchers are so old-fashioned; she has to teach them this kind of thing. Don't underestimate this big shot; she gets embarrassed too.

Duan Jiufeng: ...

I just don't understand, how could a girl say something like that?

Give me back the feeling I just had!

Looking at his sister's expressionless face, Duan Jiufeng felt utterly hopeless.

Tired, destroy it!

"I'm suffering from internal heat! The imperial kitchen is serving up all sorts of nourishing ingredients every day. It's no wonder I'm getting internal heat."

Qin Baobao listened helplessly to his fabricated story, "Yes, you're right. These chefs don't know how to properly arrange meals at all. I'll replace them when we get back."

"It's not that bad... their cooking is quite delicious. The most important thing is that my sister likes it. What if we replace them and she doesn't like the new flavors?" He meant that as long as his sister was happy, a little hardship was acceptable. He'd just garnered even more goodwill for himself. How clever of him!