A five-year-old goddess, raised to become an emperor for all time through a bronze mirror.

Niannian tentatively asked, "Auntie?"

Am I dreaming? But why does it feel like a nightmare?

She shook her head vigorously, trying to wake herself from this terrible dream;

But this shaking made the already messy hair even more tangled from the friction of the pillow, resembling a chaotic bird's nest...

She struggled to open her eyes, reaching forward with her chubby little hands, trying to confirm whether the gentle figure before her was a dream.

When Niannian's chubby little fingers touched Wenwan's face, a warm sensation came through...

!!!

Hot?

It was as if her gentle face was scalding hot water, instantly burning her fingers. Startled by the burning sensation, Nian Nian shrank back into the covers, muttering:

"Aunt, I'm sorry... please... please don't sell me!"

She was so scared! She was afraid that if she accidentally angered her aunt, she would be sent to that terrifying place again;

Perhaps this time it will be sold to an even more terrifying place, becoming a commodity, locked in a cold iron cage...

Niannian curled up tightly in the pink quilt, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Just then, Wenwan's hand suddenly slapped her little bottom hard through the blanket, startling Nian Nian so much that she almost screamed.

She said softly and gently, "Niannian, what nonsense are you talking about? Your aunt missed you, that's why she came to see you!"

In the past few days, Wen Wan wrote a letter of apology herself, pleading with him earnestly and tearfully, and finally managed to get Old Master Fu to relent.

But the old man didn't want her to come back so soon, because he was worried that Niannian would have a psychological trauma from Wenwan.

So, Wen Wan made a special call to Fu Tong and learned that Old Master Fu hadn't come back all night, so she sneaked in.

Wen Wan was secretly plotting something. After all, the old man valued that little girl so much, so now she just needed to pretend to be nice as before!

Given enough time, that old man will surely gradually forget these unpleasant things.

Thinking of this, Wen Wan smiled smugly.

At this moment, Niannian, lying in bed, remained silent.

Last time, she trusted her aunt too much and ended up being deceived. Yun Jing once said that some people can admit their mistakes and correct them, but others can never do it.

Her aunt had deliberately kept the fact that Fu Tong and her grandmother had bullied her a secret, and later even tried to sell her!

Do not……

No, Grandpa said it was something like exchanging lives?

In short, no matter what, I can no longer easily trust my aunt!

Suddenly, as if she had made up her mind, Niannian took a deep breath, abruptly raised her head, stared directly at Wen Wan with her large eyes, and said in a very firm tone:

"Auntie, I want to go to sleep now, please leave!"

!!!

what's the situation?

I was actually rejected by this little kid?

Wen Wan could hardly believe her ears. She stared wide-eyed at the little girl in front of her, an incredulous expression on her face.

How could this little guy have such audacity? He actually dared to openly say no to her!!

However, in an instant, the anger in Wen Wan's eyes vanished without a trace, replaced by a gentle and kind expression.

She chuckled softly and said gently, "Okay, my sweetie Niannian, go to sleep well! Your auntie's going out now!"

After saying that, she reached out and gently patted Niannian's little bottom, as if comforting a little angel.

With a "snap"...

As the door closed softly, the gentle footsteps faded into the distance.

At this moment, Niannian also let out a long sigh of relief; thank goodness, her aunt left without being angry with her!

She scratched her head with her little hand, then went back to bed for a nap...

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Meanwhile, in ancient times, within the city of Zhongyuan...

In the early morning, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the tents, illuminating a bright scene.

Inside Pei Yunjing's tent, Old Master Fu lay on the hard bed, feeling that this night was nothing short of torture. He simply couldn't get used to such a hard bed.

He frowned, grimaced, and struggled to get out of bed, rubbing his sore shoulders.

When he opened his eyes, he found that he and the robot, Xiao Ba, were the only ones left in the entire tent.

Grandpa Fu reached out and gently patted Xiao Ba, who was still in standby mode, trying to wake it up.

"Clap clap clap..."

"Hey, wake up! Don't sleep, Xiao Ba, where are they? Where did they all go?" Old Master Fu's voice was tinged with doubt and unease.

Just then, Hachi's standby mode was canceled, and its two eyes, like electronic displays, blinked, answering with childlike innocence:

"Grandpa, you mean those two ancient people, right? They went out to train early this morning and specifically told me to take good care of you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Ba activated the scanner on his body again and carefully scanned Old Master Fu from head to toe.

"Drip drip..."

"Your physical condition is basically stable, but your blood pressure is a bit high. Grandpa, you should pay attention to controlling your emotions and eat less greasy food in the future!" Hachi said with concern while issuing the reminder.

"hiss……"

"Why are you such a chatterbox, robot!" Old Master Fu said impatiently, feeling somewhat displeased.

However, he quickly realized something was wrong and muttered to himself, "Wait a minute, why does your voice sound more and more like my darling's?"

After speaking, he glanced around suspiciously, trying to find some clues to explain this strange phenomenon.

Just then, Hachiko slowly floated up and gently landed on the table beside it. It calmly said:

"Because the learning chip allows me to mimic human speech, I will choose suitable tones for my own use!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Ba's electronic screen instantly transformed into a cute little animation of someone wearing sunglasses, looking exceptionally playful.

Seeing this, Grandpa Fu waved his hand helplessly, then slowly put on his clothes and stood up, muttering, "Alright, alright, find someone else to learn from! Just don't learn from Niannian!"

For some reason, when he heard Xiao Ba speak in a voice similar to Fu Nian's, Old Master Fu felt a strange unease deep in his heart.

Although he couldn't explain the feeling precisely, he just felt very uncomfortable.

We can't delay any longer; we must get Xiao Ba to send the well-drilling team over as soon as possible! Old Master Fu made up his mind.

So he slowly walked out of the tent, and Xiao Ba silently followed in his footsteps, leaving together.

Unlike last night, today every soldier and guard greeted him with utmost respect, bowing and clasping their hands in greeting.

"Greetings, Grandpa Goddess..."

"Hello, Grandpa Goddess!"

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