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

Xuanyuan Jing has his own things to do, and Xiao Lanxing also has her own things to do.

Xiao Lanxing was squatting in the corner, with Nuandong helping her carry a lantern for light. The little girl was gesturing on the ground with a twig she had found somewhere.

He looks like a bored kid playing with ants.

System: [Xuanyuan Jing's crisis is not yet over. His life remains in danger until he recovers.]

System: [Although according to the original timeline, Xuanyuan Jing will eventually overcome this tribulation, you, host, are a variable. Although we want to prevent Xuanyuan Jing from completely turning to the dark side, but...]

The system mumbled a lot, mentioning things like butterfly wings, but Xiao Lanxing just stared quietly without saying a word.

Until the system said: "[Sigh, let's save his life first. If Xuanyuan Jing doesn't die, there might be widespread bloodshed, but if he dies now, future events might happen sooner.]"

System: [After all, the two people living in the palace now aren't exactly good people either. If it weren't for Xuanyuan Jing, tsk tsk tsk.]

Xiao Lanxing: [Daddy won't die.]

System: [...After listening for so long, all you say is this?]

After poking around for a long time, Xiao Lanxing finally poked out an ant hole at the base of the wall. Immediately, a dense swarm of ants swarmed out, a sight that made one's scalp tingle.

Warm Winter, who had been watching quietly, finally couldn't hold back any longer. She bent down, picked up the little girl, and, holding the lamp in one hand, took a few steps back, saying with a hint of helplessness, "Miss, this isn't fun."

Xiao Lanxing's gaze fell on that corner, and she said, "There are ants."

Warm Winter: "This servant will have someone come and handle this."

As she spoke, she turned to look at Xiao Lanxing, "Miss, let me take you back. It's getting late, and you should rest soon."

Xiao Lanxing tilted her head, met her gaze, and nodded: "Okay."

System: [This mild winter is much better than that late spring. She has some feelings for you and is willing to serve you sincerely. Unlike that late spring...]

Xiao Lanxing: "Let Sister Wanchun go back."

Upon hearing this, Warm Winter paused slightly, somewhat surprised.

But she didn't ask why in the end, she just smiled and said, "Alright, I'll tell the head steward in a bit."

On the way back, the system muttered again: [Xuanyuan Jing has many loyal people around him now, but he hasn't woken up in the past two years, and his influence has diminished. Plus, with some people using coercion and enticement, some have already turned against him.]

System: [However, the most crucial person shouldn't make any moves for now, and we don't need to arrest them immediately. After all, we don't have any evidence yet, and they might not believe us even if we did.]

Xiao Lanxing: [A bad guy?]

System: [Sort of? Well, it's hard to say. After all, Xuanyuan Jing is playing the role of the dragon slayer who ultimately becomes the dragon himself. Until the time comes, no one knows whether he will ultimately be a good guy or a bad guy, and it's also unclear whether those who oppose him are good or bad.]

Little Lanxing said, "Father is a good person."

System: […No, you don't actually think of him as your father, do you?]

Xiao Lanxing nodded firmly: "Daddy is Daddy."

system:【……】

The system hesitated to speak.

The system data flow is a bit messy.

The system silently crashed and restarted.

System: [Fine, as long as you can bring him back to the right path, you can have another father if you want, it's not like I'm getting another father.]

Xiao Lanxing didn't understand what he said, but she felt that the system acknowledged her words and was satisfied.

When Xuanyuan Jing heard that Xiao Lanxing had disturbed an ant nest out of boredom, he didn't pay much attention. He went to Xiao Lanxing's new residence to take another look and saw that the little girl had refused Nuandong's service and was wiping her face with a handkerchief by herself.

Xuanyuan Jing: "I just heard that you sent another maid back, but what did she do that displeased you?"

Xiao Lanxing knew it was Xuanyuan Jing coming in when she heard footsteps, but she didn't stop what she was doing. She wiped her face and put the handkerchief into the small basin before running over to Xuanyuan Jing.

When the little one tilts her head back, looking at you with her adorable, bright eyes, it's as if she considers you her whole world.

Xuanyuan Jing wasn't a heartless person. When he met those eyes, his heart softened. Before he knew it, he had already squatted down. "Why aren't you saying anything?"

Xiao Lanxing smiled, threw herself into the man's arms, and affectionately rubbed her cheek against his: "Look, Daddy, Daddy is handsome."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Yuanjing couldn't help but recall the person he saw in the mirror when he woke up that morning, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

He was certainly not bad-looking back then. After all, his mother became the most favored concubine in the late emperor's harem because of her face. Even after she passed away, the late emperor would still think of his mother's face from time to time.

When Xuanyuan Jing was young, he was ridiculed for being too good-looking, and people used this to mock him for looking like a woman.

Even so, Xuanyuan Jing never felt that the face his mother had given him was a curse, since the real reason those people wanted to suppress him was not because of this face.

They simply didn't want him to stand out. The concubines and families behind them also didn't want this prince with foreign blood to be like his mother had been, using his looks to overshadow all of them.

Even though everyone knows that the late emperor most likely wouldn't allow Xuanyuan Jing to inherit the throne.

Xuanyuan Jing himself knew this.

That's why, at a young age, he decisively gave up the relatively comfortable life he could have enjoyed as a prince in the capital and went to the battlefield instead.

Although he was a prince, at that time... he had no other way out.

Now, two years later, his skin has returned to the fair complexion of his youth, but his face... while not exactly disfigured, is naturally not very good-looking for someone who has been bedridden for a long time and unable to eat normally.

At least, that's what Xuanyuan Jing himself thinks.

However, in Xiao Lanxing's eyes, Xuan Yuanjing was the most handsome person in her heart, without exception.

As for the reason...

Well, the system thinks that this little princess has put a filter on herself to some extent, since she has always had this habit of putting a filter on "her own people".

Xiao Lanxing, unaware of the turmoil in Xuan Yuanjing's heart, nestled dependently in his arms and answered Xuan Yuanjing's initial question: "I didn't do anything in late spring, but I like warm winters."

The system muttered: "Thank goodness it didn't directly say that Wan Chun doesn't like her, otherwise that Wan Chun would definitely be punished."

Xuanyuan Jing snapped out of his daze, and upon hearing this, looked down at the little girl.

During this time, the thoughts of other people appeared in his mind, as well as the thoughts of the little girl. They were consistent with what she said, and when they overlapped, Xuan Yuanjing almost couldn't tell them apart.

So, Xuanyuan Jing smiled and said, "Well then, since you like warm winters, let warm winters stay with you from now on."

Never mind, it's just a small matter.