The world is broken, the cubs mend it

When she woke up the next day, Yuanyuan was lying on the soft couch where her old man father had sat yesterday, covered with a black cloak.

There was a bowl of plain noodles on a small table nearby. It must have been made not long ago and was still steaming.

The glutton in Yuanyuan's stomach was aroused, and she picked up the chopsticks to eat without any hesitation. After the fragrant noodles went down her throat, her stomach felt warm.

"Girl, eat slowly."

The young eunuch came in from the door with hot water, wet the handkerchief and wrung it dry on the wooden rack.

After she finished eating, they wiped her face and hands, and someone came in to take away the dishes.

"who are you?"

Yuanyuan looked at his unfamiliar face and asked curiously.

"I am Xiao Fuzi, your servant, and I am here to serve you on the orders of the Master Seal Holder."

"What is a slave?"

"A slave is a eunuch like me who serves his master."

Xiao Fuzi was very respectful to her and heard from the Jinyiwei that she was the goddaughter of the Lord in Charge of the Seal.

There were a lot of palace maids and eunuchs who wanted to curry favor with Pei Zhangyin and become his godfather, but he had never been seen to favor any of them.

There is also a high-ranking eunuch in the palace who has a son raised outside. This girl must be the daughter of the seal holder.

The only goddaughter of the Lord Seal Holder, she is comparable to the princes and princesses in the palace.

"I see, you're just like Old Man Dad."

Rabbit said that the old man’s father was also a eunuch. She didn’t understand what that meant yet and just took it as a title.

"Old man? Do you mean the palm print?"

It was the first time that Xiao Fuzi heard such a novel name. Although Zhang Yin's hair was white, he didn't look old at all.

"Um……"

Yuanyuan nodded. The old man had so many names to call him.

"How can a little one compare with Master Zhangyin?"

Xiao Fuzi washed her hands and face, and took her out of the main hall to the side hall.

A pretty palace maid was waiting at the door of the side hall.

"This is Caizhi. She's taking the girl to bathe and change clothes."

There were only a few guards guarding Wangyue Tower, and he and Caizhi were both transferred there temporarily.

The main hall is where the seal holder lives, and the guards have told them not to enter or leave without permission.

After taking a bath, Caizhi changed her into a lotus pink summer shirt, combed her messy hair into two buns, and pinned two beautiful pearl flowers on it.

Clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse. After tidying up, you will look more comfortable and feel refreshed.

Xiao Fuzi took her to play hide-and-seek in the yard. When the little girl was tired, she sat under the porch to enjoy the cool air.

"Girl, you are so lucky to have Master Zhangyin as your godfather."

"He's not my godfather, he's my biological father." Yuanyuan corrected

"My biological father? How is that possible? The Master Seal Holder entered the palace at the age of thirteen."

Xiao Fuzi just thought she was young and talking nonsense, and Pei Zhangyin had no interest in women, not even a single one.

"Anyway!"

"You don't look like Master Zhangyin at all. Master Zhangyin looks like a god, and you are a little ugly."

"You are so rude. I didn't even tell you that you are ugly."

Yuanyuan pouted unhappily. She hasn’t grown up yet, maybe she will become prettier when she grows up.

"..."

Xiao Fuzi was silent. He wasn't really good looking, but he was still acceptable.

"But you really don't look like Master Palm Seal."

"Like, the rabbit said that old man dad was not good-looking when he was a child, he looked like a monkey."

Yuanyuan only remembers the more interesting parts of what 007 said.

These words just happened to reach Pei Zhiyan's ears. He was standing in the corridor looking at the child swinging his legs.

He was indeed not very good-looking when he was a child, and his mother often joked that he looked like a little monkey.

How did she know?

"What rabbit? I see you..."

Xiao Fuzi was about to refute her when she saw Pei Zhangyin not far away from the corner of her eye and immediately stood up and saluted him.

"Come in with me."

Pei Zhiyan glanced at the little girl and motioned for her to follow.

"I dont go…"

Yuanyuan still remembers that he wanted to chop off her head and locked her up in a small dark room.

Unfortunately, she was only able to hold on for a second before she was grabbed by the waist and taken into the main hall.

"Who sent you into the palace?"

Pei Zhiyan lowered his eyes and looked at the child standing on the ground. He was quite brave and even dared to look up and glare at him.

"..."

Yuanyuan pursed her lips and said nothing.

"I urge you not to test my patience."

Seeing that she was unmoved, Pei Zhiyan picked up the long sword on the table, and with a flash of cold light, the blade came out of the sheath and placed it against her neck.

"The rabbit sent me here."

Yuanyuan shrank her neck, pressed the back of his hands with her two small hands, and pushed the sword back into the scabbard.

"Coward!"

Pei Zhiyan looked at her holding his little hand, a smile flashing across his eyes.

It still looks more reassuring this way.

"Did he also tell you that I was not good-looking when I was young?"

He guessed that the rabbit the child was talking about should be a code name for someone who knew something about his past.

"Um…"

"What did he send you for?"

"Come and be your child."

"Where is he?"

"In my head."

Yuanyuan poked her forehead. There was a talking rabbit living in her head.

007 no longer had any hope in her mouth, and as long as the target didn't notice anything, he didn't want to bother with her anymore.

"You fool me?"

Pei Zhiyan's face suddenly darkened and he looked eerie and scary.

"No, what I said is true."

The big and the small looked at each other, and Pei Zhiyan saw no sign of lying in her eyes.

But her background was suspicious, so he asked his men to investigate, but found nothing.

When faced with such a person of unknown origin, killing him is the safest way.

"go out…"

He clenched the sword in his hand but did not let go, then left with a flick of his sleeves in annoyance.

"..."

Yuanyuan looked at his back and felt that he was a little strange.

The sun was very bright at noon, and the shrill chirping of cicadas could be heard in the distance.

After lunch, Xiao Fuzi stood guard outside the hall.

No one knew where the old man had gone, so Yuanyuan climbed up the stairs to the second floor.

There are three floors in Wangyue Tower. The second floor is used to store books and porcelain, and the third floor is for sleeping.

Pei Zhiyan had been practicing martial arts since he was young and had extraordinary hearing. He heard it when the child just went up to the second floor.

There were cubes of ice in the room on this floor, and the wind blowing in from the windowsill brought a cool breeze.

The missing old man was lying on the bed and sleeping. Yuanyuan walked to the bed, took off her shoes, and crawled to the inside to lie down.

After a while, the sound of even breathing could be heard. Pei Zhiyan turned sideways and looked at her. She was more pleasing when she was asleep than when she was chirping in the yard.

He has been sleeping alone ever since he was old enough to understand, and he is not used to having someone lying next to him.

But there is some distance in between, which is still acceptable.

Have someone clean up the side hall later and let her live there.

Until her identity is found out, let her live for now.

Subconsciously, he found an excuse for not killing her.

The child slept soundly at first, but within a stick of incense, he suddenly turned over and lay on his back.

Pei Zhiyan pushed her away, but came close to him again after a while, with her two little hands grabbing his clothes.

"..."

He turned around and tried to push her inside, but the child's hands somehow got around his neck.

"release!"

Pei Zhiyan pushed her gently twice, but she stuck to him tighter and tighter like a dog-skin plaster.

"Daddy..."

The child murmured something and frowned as if he had dreamed of something bad.