Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

Xuan and Chen Ming were both taken aback.

Dongyi said to Xuan—

"I'll take care of it. I'll lend him your thigh for a bit."

"Huh? Huh? Huh?"

What the hell? You can lend your thigh? And to someone else? To a man? Xuan was a little bewildered, looking at Chen Ming lying on his thigh.

Chen Ming twitched his lips. Dong Yi was indeed an idiot, doing something like this. A lap pillow relay should at least be done by family members, right?

Before the two could protest, she ran away in a flash.

Xuan and Chen Ming were left standing close together, feeling slightly awkward.

He smiled and said—

"That idiot Dongyi just loves to cause trouble."

As she spoke, she tried to get up from Xuan's lap.

But Xuanzi's dark eyes looked at the man on top of her, and she gently reached out and pressed him down.

"Ok?"

Chen Ming was slightly taken aback, raised his eyes, and looked into those dark purple eyes.

It seemed I could sense her complex emotions.

She lowered her eyes slightly, looking at the man she should have hated to the core, but instead uttered a soft sentence—

"Thank you."

"I told you, you're welcome..."

"I'm thanking you for making my master happy."

"..."

Chen Ming looked at Xuan and remained silent.

Xuan laughed, but it sounded somewhat unreal, and he said—

"I always thought that my master was the kind of person who was otherworldly and detached from worldly affairs... But perhaps it was just wishful thinking on my part that I imposed that impression on her..."

I realized how selfish I was; I couldn't even accept that my master was truly happy.

drop……

A drop of water fell on his forehead. He widened his eyes slightly as he looked at Xuan, but still maintained his heroic appearance, without the slightest hint of grievance.

She just smiled and said—

"Really, thank you..."

Unfortunately, I wasn't the one who brought happiness to my master.

But I still decided to follow her.

Xuan looked at him and made up her mind.

Chapter 291 I'll listen to whatever you say, as long as Master is happy.

Xuan looked at the face of the man on his lap. For the first time, the man's heroic features showed weakness in front of him, and he held the man's cheek with his hand.

Her dark purple eyes seemed to hold a hint of pleading as she spoke—

"Mr. Chen Ming, can you grant my request?"

"what?"

Chen Ming sensed Xuan's fluctuating emotions and felt sorry for her as she became so timid.

Xuan bit her lower lip, looking as aggrieved as a child, a stark contrast to her heroic appearance... To put it bluntly, Xuan was actually quite cute like this.

Xuan said—

"Please make Master happy... If that's the case, I'll agree to anything you ask."

"..."

Chen Ming looked at her and seemed to understand a little. He understood how important A Fu was to Xuan, almost like family.

He smiled and said—

I promise you.

"……Thanks."

Xuan thanked him again, but the expression on his face was not a relieved smile; instead, he frowned and smiled insincerely.

That's good enough. If Master can be happy, what could be worse?

Chen Ming looked at her, then stroked Cerberus in his arms. The dog raised its head, glanced at its owner, and looked slightly helpless.

Their owner is just too soft-hearted.

Why not just focus on your own happiness? Why bother responding to other people's concerns?

Chen Ming looked down and glanced at his dog.

"Okay, okay, I got it."

The dog licked its owner's face, then stepped on his head with its little paws and came close to Xuan.

"Ok?"

Xuan tilted his head.

Cerberus reached out a paw and patted her head, then said—

"Okay, the 'scent' has been applied."

"what?"

Xuan looked puzzled.

Cerberus looked at her, thinking that he was too magnanimous to hold a grudge against such a petty person, and that the little girl was indeed quite pitiful, so he decided to let her go.

The dog explained—

"From now on, you can use my door and come visit."

"Hey?"

Xuan's eyes widened slightly.

Chen Ming brought the dog back, letting it rest its head on Xuan's lap. "Consider this a return gift," he smiled and said.

"This way it will be easier for you to find Ah Fu, and you can also come and visit our shop."

If you want to see your master, you can come. You don't need to look so sad. It always makes him feel guilty for taking her master away.

Xuan looked at him, looked at this man...

At first, I thought he was a blockhead, a simpleton. Later, I found out he had many wives, and I thought he was a scumbag who had tricked his master away. I wanted to kill him.

And now, she also knows his thoughtful side, how keenly he perceives her feelings.

No wonder his master liked him.

Those bad things that like to take advantage of weaknesses...

Xuan smiled with her eyes closed and gently stroked his forehead.

"Okay, I understand..."

Since you promised to make Master happy, I will always listen to you. This is our promise, and we can't go back on it.

His complex emotions finally calmed down.

……

"Your Majesty, you are injured. Where are you going?"

The little follower trailed in the emperor's footsteps, looking worriedly at her bandaged hand.

The emperor didn't care about the underground passage—

"It's already been taken care of, it's okay."

"But...where are you going now?"

"..."

The emperor did not answer, but quickened his pace, his heart filled with joy.

We arrived at this sparsely populated grassland.

Looking at the group of people on the mat.

"Wang?"

Cerberus raised his eyelids slightly, looked over there, nudged Chen Ming closer, and said—

"Master, that guy who lost to Afu."

"Ok?"

Lying on Xuan's lap, Chen Ming's vision was somewhat obstructed. He strained to look over and saw a pair of silver eyes.

A woman dressed in black and gold robes strode across the grass with her long legs and fitted black and gold boots. The sharp heels made a rustling sound as she moved.

tread……

She came up to Chen Ming.

Xuan, who was holding Chen Ming, frowned slightly, looked at the emperor with some wariness, and asked—

"Miss Royal, what's wrong?"

The emperor glanced at her but didn't say anything, then turned his gaze back to Chen Ming.

Chen Ming felt it was impolite to talk to a stranger while lying down, so he sat up from Xuan's lap pillow and looked at the imposing, noble-looking emperor before him, asking with some confusion—

"Excuse me, is there something you need from me?"