roccoschili Chapter 584 The Elder Doesn't Want to Take Care of the Child 26
Chapter 584 The Elder Doesn't Want to Take Care of the Child 26
In a vibrant world, no one would willingly remain confined to a mansion, especially a rebellious teenager.
The pitch-black night, like a vast and mysterious black ribbon, covered this fantastical forest. The bright moonlight provided a glimmer of light, and fireflies danced lightly, their graceful arcs adding brightness and beauty to the night.
In the tranquil forest, through the dim light, one could glimpse a young man dressed in magnificent black and gold attire lying supine on a thick, broad branch. Moonlight filtered through the dense foliage of the ancient, towering tree above, illuminating his handsome face with glittering starlight.
The moonlight seemed to favor the handsome young man, lingering on his face for a long time.
"tread"
The sound of rustling leaves approaching from afar was exceptionally clear in the quiet night, especially for a boy with extraordinary hearing.
As the person approached, the boy, who had been in a casual posture, stiffened slightly, and his raised legs instantly became stiff as well.
He quickly realized that his reaction might be too obvious, and tried to force himself to relax as if to cover it up, but he could not completely hide the worry and tension in his heart.
"Phoenix Lord Ye." The cold voice carried a familiar tone of helplessness.
Ye froze completely. He took a deep breath but did not get up. His sharp phoenix eyes were fixed on the leaves above his head, his mind blank.
A tall, upright young man in blue robes approached him, carrying a warm yellow lantern that cast a gentle glow.
"Don't bother me." Ye's voice was hoarse, and he closed his eyes tightly.
He always held back his tenderness towards Zhao Zhao. Even when his inner turmoil reached its peak, he kept his voice extremely low, so that his words didn't sound like a threat, but rather like something out of aggrieved voice.
Zhao Zhao's emerald green eyes flickered slightly. Over the years, Ye had only been wronged a handful of times.
There was no sound coming from under the tree for a long time, but he knew Zhao Zhao was still standing there.
"sieve."
"tread."
Ye was too young and his temperament was still very impetuous. Before long, he fell down the tree and landed in front of Zhao Zhao.
"Did you finally have time to come see me after you finished comforting Yue?"
He fought with Yue again this afternoon, but this time he "ran away from home" for most of the day before finally seeing Zhao Zhao.
The boy in black had sharp, dark eyes. The once arrogant and hot-tempered boy had become less and less fond of smiling as time went by.
Zhao Zhao looked away and said, "Phoenix Queen Yue is injured."
"He deserved it!" Ye couldn't help but roar, his voice trembling slightly as he faced the boy.
Suddenly, he took a step forward and, before Zhao Zhao could step back, he ducked into his arms.
The scent of fresh grass wafted in the breeze, lingering around Zhao Zhao's nose. Zhao Zhao looked down at the Phoenix Lord, who was now much taller than her, in her arms, and raised her fingers only to lower them again after a moment of hesitation.
"What's wrong?" Ye couldn't remember how many years it had been since they had been this close.
Zhao Zhao wasn't used to it for a while.
The scent on Ye had changed; it was no longer the familiar milky scent of a cub.
Thinking of this, Zhao Zhao couldn't help but chuckle. The scent of a baby's milk? That was a memory from a very, very long time ago.
Compared to Yue, Ye was usually stern and unsmiling, and he always maintained a distance from strangers. His subjects and servants were all terrified of him.
No one usually gets close to him. Even Zhao Zhao, when she interacts with Ye, always treats it as a business matter.
"Why do you prefer Yue?" Under the cover of night, Ye rarely revealed a bit of his emotions, and he said this question with a hint of grievance once again after decades.
He never understood why Zhao Zhao was closer to Yue than to him, even though he and Zhao Zhao had spent fifty more years together.
He has been very obedient and has been trying his best to be a good leader of the phoenixes over the years.
“No, I don’t like anyone more,” Zhao Zhao said with a slight smile in the darkness. “Yue was injured today.”
Ye bent his long legs, his aggrieved expression vanishing upon hearing this. Just as he was about to bare his teeth, Zhao Zhao asked in a relatively gentle tone, "And you? Are you hurt?"
“You walked too fast today, I didn’t notice, we are all worried about your health.”
Ye ignored Zhao Zhao's use of "we" and felt a surge of pride: "You're worried about...me?"
He hadn't expected Zhao Zhao to be worried about his health.
He still thought that Zhao Zhao only had eyes for the Phoenix Lord and Yue.