Chapter 4: Father or Younger Brother?

  In ancient times, bathing was not the luxurious experience it is today with modern bathrooms. There was only a simple wooden tub. Just yesterday, she was still at home enjoying the automatic service of her massage bathtub, but now she can only serve herself...

  The potato is very cleverly helping Ziling to squat at the door and keep watch, the master is taking a bath, no wolf is allowed to enter, although it is also a wolf, but it is a pure and respectful wolf that does not dare to peek.

  Zi Ling lay in the water that submerged her neck, stretching out her slender arms, which were thinner than sugarcane. The white and tender skin on her arms rippled with the water, and golden droplets of water sparkled in the warm water, forming a circle. She lowered her head to look at the flat chest in front of her, let out a sigh, and wondered when this delicate body would grow up to be as fiery as it once was.

  She splashed water, washed away the dirt and dust on her face, and a beautifully carved doll appeared. Ziling put on clean new clothes, took a look at the copper mirror in the house, and the little girl in the mirror was indeed her childhood appearance. She still remembered that this lovely little face had brought her a lot of trouble, and the sly uncle often used various lollipops to cheat her...

  Of course, she was young and not foolish at the time, often deceiving the sly uncle's lollipop and escaping. Later, when she entered the special agent ranks, she also mixed up a storm, and in just three short years, she won the honor of gold medal special agent.

  As Zi Ling said: People can pretend to be stupid, but they can't really be stupid. In the special forces line of work, it's not just about martial arts skills, but also whether you know how to act.

  Sweat! What else can a modern agent do? Now that she has arrived in ancient times, it's a new beginning and a new life for her. Fortunately, the wolf Tudou also followed her here. The important task of biting the scum woman and the cheap man will be handed over to her family's Tudou.

  She peeled off the ugly mole from her face before taking a bath and reattached it, making her exquisitely carved little face look terrifying. As a gold medal agent, disguising one's appearance was also a required course. This mole was made from latex juice collected in Africa, and when attached to her face, it looked just like the real thing.

  She stepped out of the room with her small legs, wearing a clean and refreshing outfit. The potato squatting at the door heard the footsteps coming from inside the house and stood up, wagging its tail happily. Although it was a wolf, it couldn't change its dog-like behavior. However, now it didn't look like either a wolf or a dog, and it was really unclear what breed it was...

  "Wah wah." The master, a certain small cute beast let out a spoiled cry.

  Zi Ling lowered her head and took a glance at the potato that was selling its cuteness, then reached out to pick it up. Seeing that it was staring at her without blinking, she slapped its "head" with her palm: "Damn it, what are you looking at, you pervert?"

  "Waaaah." A certain little cute beast hung its head in grievance, Master, Tudou just hasn't seen your childhood appearance, Tudou isn't a pervert wolf, Tudou is a pure and innocent wolf...

  When he saw the elf again, he was reclining in a high-end carriage with white fur soft cushions, his narrow phoenix eyes half-closed, and his sleepy posture exuded laziness.

  The wind blows the jade bell, a pleasant sound to the ear. Ziling holds the small beast and stands outside the carriage, taking in the luxurious carriage with one glance, and then another glance at the demon lying inside the carriage. The purple sandalwood carriage, blood jade bead curtain, fox fur blanket, this level is high, not something that ordinary nobles can enjoy.

  Her gaze fell on the jade flute in his palm, with a bright green color that was crystal clear and free of any impurities. What a top-quality jade flute! It's already worth a fortune! If this flute were to be auctioned off in modern times, she wouldn't have had to work as a special agent in her past life!

  The daydreaming ended in a split second. As a top agent, she could strangle these unrealistic desires at any time and return to reality.

  Wei Chi Yinluo seemed to have sensed her presence, his half-closed Danfeng eyes opened like a spreading wing, revealing an otherworldly glow as he measured the small girl outside the carriage with an unfathomable gaze.

  He slightly straightened his body and stretched out the jade flute in his hand outside the window, opening his thin lips with a faint coolness: "Come over."

  "Dad." Ziling looked at him with a timid expression, her footsteps slowing down.

  This child, what's there to be afraid of?

  Suddenly, a strange thought in her mind made Wei Chi Rou somewhat displeased. Her slow movements also ground away half of his patience. His body leaned forward slightly, and Yu Xiao raised her small chin, looking down at her clear eyes.

  "Just the name." The cold and distant tone revealed the boy's indifference.

  A tight string was stretched in her mind, ringing the alarm bell. When she came, she had thought of more than a dozen ways to respond to him, but at this moment, none of them could be used. In those enchanting yet unpredictable Danfeng eyes, it seemed that all lies could be shattered.

  "Zi Ling." She truthfully reported her own name, a name that even in ancient times was so obscure that nothing could be found out about it, and telling him wouldn't make any difference.

  Wei Chi Yinluo murmured to himself, his phoenix eyes gleaming with a hint of curiosity, and asked the question that had been on his mind: "What does 'Ba Bi' mean?"

  Zi Ling had always been puzzled by something, but now it suddenly made sense. He agreed to let her stay, just because of the new and unfamiliar title "Dad", which piqued his interest!

  Little demon! Your thoughts are indeed deep. You had doubts that you wanted to ask earlier, but you waited until now to ask them. At such a young age, you can really hold your breath.

  "Dad is just a father!" Cheating to this extent, Ziling didn't know what to say. He was only around 16 years old, how could he have given birth to her when she was six? Wouldn't that mean he got married and had children at the age of ten? Ten years old can give birth to children? What a joke!

  "Brother?" Wei Chi Yin Luo Dan's phoenix eyes flashed with a hint of confusion.

  "Is it father or younger brother?"

  Zi Ling suppressed her smile and said with a normal expression: "It's 'dad' and 'earth', put together it means 'dad earth', which is the meaning of 'daddy'."

  Wei Chi Yin's phoenix eyes flashed with a hint of demonic light, his thin lips curled up in a subtle, eerie smile, as if smiling yet not smiling. The bottom of his eyes, darker and more profound than ink, didn't hold a shred of amusement, resembling an icy, mysterious cave: "Ling Er, are you playing dumb riddles with me?"

  In ancient times, apart from the emperor and his noble wives in the harem, there was another person who could refer to themselves as "this palace", and that was the crown prince. The little demoness referred to herself as "this palace" again, using her venomous and gloomy gaze to intimidate her, wasn't she telling her that if she didn't confess honestly, she would kick her away?

  She has finally found a wealthy and powerful scapegoat! Before she can be spoiled into a rice worm, how can she "bear to" leave such a noble and rich scapegoat?

  It's true that being a good kid requires sincerity, is Ziling a good kid? Obviously not!

  "Daddy, you promised Ling'er that you would never abandon Ling'er again," her clear eyes were filled with a mix of grievance and pitifulness, especially the way she looked at him, just like a child who was about to be abandoned.

  And he, who had done nothing wrong, was wrongly accused by this innocent-looking child.

  Yu Xiao relaxed her jaw, and he lazily lay back in the carriage. The demonic glint in Dan Feng's eyes dissipated, replaced by a displeased tone: "What are you still standing there for? Do you want me to help you onto the carriage?"