Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 696 - 695: Beautiful Sister, What’s Wrong With You?

Chapter 696: Chapter 695: Beautiful Sister, What’s Wrong With You?

Su Ji was worried about Daddy, but he still had to coax the Demon Emperor with kind words.

"Grand Emperor, everything you’ve done is for the sake of the Demon Clan. I understand," he clenched his fist, his face serious, "I will certainly cultivate diligently. As long as I can help Grand Emperor, that’s all that matters. I feel Grand Emperor is the best Demon Emperor."

These flattering words were so well put that the Demon Emperor burst into hearty laughter and immediately ordered that Su Ji be given more heavenly treasures beneficial for cultivation.

After that, he had the maidservant by his side hold Mianmian and take her back to the Sleeping Palace.

The place he arranged for Mianmian to stay was really right next to his own sleeping chamber.

This move was unacceptable to the consorts in the Demon Emperor’s harem.

The space next to the sleeping chamber of His Majesty the Demon Emperor was always reserved for the Demon Empress. If the Demon Emperor wished to be alone, he would stay in his own sleeping chamber. If he desired to favor someone, he could invite consorts to his sleeping chamber or go directly to the consort’s sleeping chamber.

The Empress’s sleeping chamber, being the closest, naturally benefitted from the advantage of timing and location.

But now, this sleeping chamber was occupied by a little Milk Bun. Moreover, this little Milk Bun was a girl who would grow up to be a slim and graceful young lady in just a few years.

Wasn’t she a common enemy for all of them?

What Anning Princess—shouldn’t she be directly called the Empress-in-waiting?

The consorts discussed it with resentful indignation. Some consorts were more clear-headed and disdainfully said, "Has His Majesty the Demon Emperor gone mad? Fawning over a little girl from the Human Race is truly disgraceful for our Demon Clan."

As the consorts were discussing, Black Tortoise outside was also frowning.

Bai Bai was howling even more fiercely, making a ruckus, "Awoo woo woo." This Demon Emperor is a scoundrel; move aside, let me be the Demon Emperor!

Yang Xian and Xiaoxiao were speechless as well, Yang Xian complaining again, "What on earth is the Mountain River Sheji Map thinking?"

Xiaoxiao used the mobile phone to play a sound, "Exactly! Even a sage’s magic treasure isn’t necessarily reliable. This plot is even more outrageous than the Journey to the West spin-offs I’ve watched."

Yang Xian was stunned, "You went to watch Journey to the West spin-offs?"

Xiaoxiao chuckled mischievously, "With a mobile phone, of course, I have to check out everything related to myself, otherwise how would I know what image people have of me nowadays?"

This made sense.

In fact, Yang Xian himself had also caught up on a lot of TV series and saw many different representations of himself. Situ Zha must have watched some too, since everyone seemed to have the same idea.

Yang Xian couldn’t help but glance at Black Tortoise.

He wondered if Black Tortoise had explored the records related to Black Tortoise.

Black Tortoise didn’t bother with Yang Xian and continued to look into the content of the Mountain River Sheji Map.

Mianmian officially settled down in the Demon Realm, and she was very diligent, practicing with her eyes closed inside the Sleeping Palace every day without leaving.

She didn’t go out, but people came to find her.

Su Ji, for example, and the consorts of the Demon Emperor.

The consorts originally thought that Mianmian, being so young and living next to the Demon Emperor’s sleeping chamber, must surely harbor some ill-intentions. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

But upon meeting her, they realized that the little Milk Bun was either sitting in meditation absorbing Spiritual Qi or swinging her sword forcefully, an image of sheer effort.

Without an Empress, the consort with the highest rank among them now was the Imperial Noble Consort of the Feather Clan, a girl from the Feather Clan. Her true form was a blue peacock, extremely beautiful.

Seeing Mianmian only focused on cultivation, the Imperial Noble Consort asked her, "Little girl, why have you come to the Demon Clan?"

When Mianmian saw someone come over and even asked her a question, she politely stopped swinging her sword and answered honestly, "Mianmian wants to resurrect Daddy and Mother."

"Where are your daddy and mother?" The Imperial Noble Consort further inquired.

The consorts who had followed the Imperial Noble Consort were also waiting for Mianmian’s response.

Mianmian took off the lamp hanging around her neck and showed it to the consorts, pointing to her parents inside, "They are here. This treasure is called the Soul Nourishing Lamp. The Demon Emperor promised me that as soon as we find suitable bodies, my parents can be resurrected."

The Soul Nourishing Lamp had been fixed by Hei Ling; now, as it hung around her neck, it absorbed the Spiritual Qi from her body, preventing her parents’ souls from dissipating.

When the consorts saw Mianmian’s parents inside the Soul Lamp and then looked at the round-eyed, round-faced Little Bun, they inexplicably thought of the children they had lost in their struggles.

They would never have children again in this lifetime, and the little girl in front of them probably did not know that the words spoken by the Demon Emperor were just to buy time.

Reviving the souls of the Human Race in the bodies of the Demon Clan was a simple magic that could easily be accomplished.

There was no need for any ’suitable body’ at all; they could do it themselves.

But they could not—and dared not—do it.

If the Demon Emperor’s command was to search, then all of them had to let the Demon Emperor search. How long the search would go on depended entirely on the Demon Emperor’s mood.

But because of this, the Little Bun in front of them could never reunite with her parents, and could only look at her parents’ souls longing for her family.

The Empress Dowager’s child was actually the one who died in the most tragic way during the struggle.

The birth mother of the crown prince was originally another noble consort, who along with her vile son conspired against her royal child. At that time, her child was torn apart by the Demonic Beasts of the Forgotten Land, dying a gruesome death.

That little fox, when it took human form, was only about the size of Mianmian, with a chubby, rosy face.

But now, she could see him no more.

Thinking of her son, the Empress Dowager looked at Mianmian’s face, her expression distracted.

Mianmian saw that the Empress Dowager’s face was pale and voiced in a milky tone, "Pretty Sister, what’s wrong with you? Why have you stopped talking?"

The Empress Dowager came back to her senses, smiling, "Why would you call me sister?"

Mianmian covered her mouth and laughed, "Mother told me, when you see a beautiful woman you should call her sister, so that sister will like Mianmian and be kind to Mianmian."

On hearing this, the other consorts couldn’t help but interject, "The child really has good taste, indeed our Empress Dowager is the most beautiful among us here."

Looking around at everyone, Mianmian blinked her eyes, "Mianmian can’t really tell who is the most beautiful, but Mianmian knows that she’s the cutest here."

Of course, she was the cutest—there were no other children present.

When Mianmian said this, she even puffed out her little belly, looking very proud.

All the demon consorts were charmed by Mianmian’s cute antics, and the Empress Dowager even squatted down and pinched Mianmian’s little face, "Look at this child, her mouth is so sweet, not offending anyone. But what if I insisted that you choose the prettiest sister?"

Upon hearing this, Mianmian’s eyes widened as she closely inspected the Empress Dowager’s face.

After looking at the Empress Dowager, she went to look at the other consorts.

The consorts cooperated with Mianmian and squatted on the ground, waiting for her to judge.

After looking around, Mianmian said a bit shyly, "Really, everyone is so pretty, I can’t tell them apart. When Mianmian grows up, it would be great if she could be as pretty as one of the sisters."

The Empress Dowager no longer made it difficult for Mianmian. After all, they were consorts selected to enter the harem, and the Demon Emperor was not a man without an appreciation for beauty; he naturally chose the good-looking ones.

She asked Mianmian, "Why do you want to be pretty?"

Mianmian replied, "Mother said that if you are pretty, you can also choose a handsome husband, just like Daddy."

The consorts laughed.

Indeed, the couple inside the Soul Lamp—even though clothed in coarse fabric—on the matter of looks, truly did not fall short of these female demons.

Because they found Mianmian truly adorable, the consorts began to take turns teasing her, talking with her.

When Su Ji arrived, she saw the consorts gathered around Mianmian, feeding her grapes and pastries, engaged in giggles and merriment with her.