The three-year-old host decides to raise an emperor father for himself.

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In the tenth year of Yuanxi, at the Prince Jing's residence.

After being attacked during an outing, Xuan Yuanjing, the master of the Jingwang Mansion, fell into a coma and has been bedridden ever since, two years later, still unable to wake up.

In the past two years, the reputation of the former Great Yan War God has faded considerably among the people, but his military achievements in expanding the territory are not so easily forgotten. Even now, the Jingwang Mansion still receives fruits and vegetables from the people from time to time.

The palace would also send gifts from time to time, and occasionally the imperial physicians would come to visit him on the emperor's orders.

However, no matter how skilled the doctor was, it seemed that none of them could awaken the Great Yan War God from his slumber in the hearts of the people.

That day, Chen Li, the chief steward of Prince Jing's mansion, heard that some commoners had secretly delivered firewood to the back gate early in the morning. He felt a mix of emotions, including a sense of helplessness, and asked, "Do you know who delivered it?"

Although the Prince Jing's mansion has been relatively quiet in the court for the past two years due to the male master's coma, it is not in dire need of assistance from the common people.

Moreover, whether it was genuine or not, even if the person in the palace was just putting on a show, they couldn't really leave Prince Jing aside and dishearten the other meritorious officials and generals.

This is how the rewards sent from the palace during holidays came about.

"It's been confirmed. Should we follow the previous rules?"

Chen Li: "Send it over at market price. Remember to do it when the family isn't looking, so that it doesn't end up like last time, where they stuff a lot of things into your pocket."

Upon hearing this, the person who replied touched his nose, seemingly a little embarrassed.

"Yes, my subordinates know."

After arranging this matter, Chen Li was about to go to the main courtyard of the Prince's mansion to check on his master's condition when he saw someone rushing over from the corridor.

Chen Li stopped in his tracks, glanced at the guard, and recognized him as the gatekeeper. His eyebrows twitched slightly: "What happened?"

Upon seeing him, the guard's slightly anxious expression eased slightly. He quickly stepped forward, bowed, and said, "A little girl has come to the gate. She looks no more than two or three years old. She is holding a jade pendant and says she is looking for her relatives."

The guard paused for a moment before continuing, "We spoke with her for a few minutes, and she said her father was in the Prince Jing's residence. I noticed that the jade pendant in the girl's hand was not an ordinary item, so I dared not act on my own and came to ask you, the steward, how to handle it."

While it was called a request for instructions, what they really wanted was for Chen Li to go and see for himself what the situation was.

What the guard dared not say was that he noticed the character "靖" (Jing) seemed to be engraved on the jade pendant.

In that instant, his mind raced with a thousand thoughts, growing increasingly alarmed, but in the end he said nothing, nor dared to say anything.

Chen Li was somewhat surprised upon hearing this: "Only a little girl?"

The guard nodded: "Yes, we all saw that little girl walk over alone."

Chen Li hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to go and see for himself.

On the other side, the main gate of Prince Jing's Mansion.

A baby dressed in cloth, with two flower-bud-shaped hair buns on its head, sat on the stone steps at the gate, looking out at the pastries in its hands.

That was something the guards at the gate of Prince Jing's mansion had just asked someone to get for her, because the little girl had just barely managed to explain her purpose when she touched her stomach and said she was hungry.

She was dressed very simply, in plain clothes with nothing fancy. The only valuable thing she had was a jade pendant, but judging from her appearance, she was not poor.

These days, the truly poor don't even have a decent set of clothes. If a child has a set of their own clothes, it's considered that the family is relatively well-off.

Moreover, although the little girl was dressed in plain clothes, she looked fair and tender with rosy cheeks, showing no signs of being disheveled. It was obvious that she had been pampered in the past.

The guards of Prince Jing's mansion were also veterans who had retired from the battlefield. In the past two years, they had been selected from the best of the best for the safety of the mansion. They all had basic observation skills, and at this moment they were all observing her without making a sound. When they met each other's eyes, their eyes were filled with doubt.

What exactly is this guy from?

If the person who comes at this time is older, such as five or six, seven or eight, or eleven or twelve years old, they will be able to think more deeply.

But a toddler who looks no more than two or three years old is already walking unsteadily...

Can't figure it out.

While they are deep in thought, the person in question may appear to be daydreaming, but that is not actually the case.

[Host, the script is almost finished. Since you submitted the script before entering the world, and most of the world consciousness has been recorded, you can only make changes within a limited scope now. So I've added a new setting for you.]

The little girl, Xiao Lanxing, blinked: [Tongtong, what is a script?]

System XB remained silent for a moment, then jumped around in frustration in its system space for a while before finally speaking helplessly: "Fine, your mentality has regressed to that of a three-year-old. You wouldn't understand if I explained further."

At this point, the system felt fortunate that it wasn't human, otherwise it would have been so angry at the host's actions that it developed high blood pressure.

Before entering the world, it devised a script for its host: a 23-year-old woman and the mission target, Xuan Yuanjing, to fall in love after marriage. To make the script more believable, it even gave its host the identity of Xuan Yuanjing's beloved younger sister.

The original script can also be seen as a redemption script for "The Substitute Bride with a Wealthy Tycoon in a Coma" in a certain sense.

However, because the host Lan Xing had been too cooperative before, and this was the last time they would cooperate as one, they could peacefully disband and go home once the mission was completed.

So the system relaxed its guard for a moment.

The system swore that it had only relaxed its guard for a moment, and its host had changed the "23" in the settings to "3".

A three-year-old host, now living in the real world!

Who knows how bewildered the system was when it landed and saw its host suddenly become younger and less intelligent!

But there's nothing you can do about being confused. Once you enter this world, you have to abide by its basic rules. For example, it's impossible for a person to grow from three years old to twenty-three years old in such a short time!

Leaving the world and starting over is not an option either. The world's barriers have a certain thickness. Even if they cross over with the permission of the world's consciousness, the number of times they do so must be controlled. Otherwise, the world's barriers will become thinner and thinner, and the consequences will be severe.

The main issue is that entering the world a second time requires paying a large number of points, and the system feels that the current situation is not beyond saving, so it's better not to waste that money.

That's why we have the current situation.

The substitution marriage... oh no, the script for a marriage to bring good luck is no longer usable. No family would use a baby to bring good luck, and major changes to the script are not allowed either. The world's consciousness will not allow them to act recklessly. So, the only option is to modify the original plot.

System: [Remember, Xuanyuan Jing is your father, and you are his future daughter, but not in this timeline, but in a parallel one... Never mind, you wouldn't understand if I explained further. Just remember that Xuanyuan Jing is your father.]

Xiao Lanxing's eyes lit up, and she nodded: "Daddy!"

System: [Yes! Go find your dad!]