Chapter 55

Chapter 55

The first day Emperor Star welcomed back the young prince.

On this day, the adjutant was utterly exhausted from supervising the young prince.

Relying solely on patience, he eventually managed to tire out the little dynamite and lull him to sleep.

But the next day, the little dynamite regained his energy and insisted on going out for a random stroll.

Refusal resulted in bites.

He seemed ready to ignite the place.

Adjutant: "...."

The fiery chili pepper genes were indeed powerful.

In the end, he had no choice but to take the little Pang Qiu outside.

There were insects in the garden; perhaps if Little Bomb really caught one, he would quiet down.

And that was precisely what happened – once the young prince started catching insects, he was utterly silent.

He pounced on the ground like a tiny predator, hunting the creatures within the garden.

The adjutant looked at the young prince with affection, finally driven to madness.

Just look at how he lives each day in the Royal City.

Sanity was finally lost.

Before the adjutant could formulate their next course of action, they witnessed Little Pang Qiu tumbling into the vegetable field. "Wait, Your Highness, that's—"

It was too late.

Little Pang Qiu had already rolled into the vegetable patch, covering himself in mud.

Danjiao climbed up from the vegetable patch without shedding a tear, resuming his focused pursuit of centipedes with unwavering attention.

The aide rushed over in three strides and two steps, "Your Highness, didn't I tell you not to touch this vegetable patch!"

With an innocent blink, Danjiao knew he was in trouble, "I'm afraid I don't understand."

"..."

Since the queen vanished, this vegetable garden has been meticulously tended by dedicated individuals. It has been preserved to resemble the state it was in when she left, with each plant occupying its original position.

No one is allowed to approach.

The adjutant drew a sharp breath and scrutinized Pang Qiu carefully. "It's alright, at least you resemble him."

Danjiao: ???

The adjutant offered advice to Pang Qiu. "If His Majesty becomes irritable, just blink your eyes vigorously. He'll surely calm down when he sees your lovely eyes."

Little Pang Qiu: "Ooh."

It was uncertain if the young one had understood or not, but it continued chasing after other creatures in the garden.

Setting aside other matters, this child's appearance was truly remarkable, inheriting the best traits of both fathers.

The little one was quite discerning, and the adjutant couldn't help but feel affectionate when observing.

"You know what, it's good for the young prince to be a bit crazy. Finally, he's acting like a child," they said.

A child's energy knew no bounds.

The adjutant didn't keep an eye on the youngster constantly, entrusting the task to a servant instead.

Danjiao ran all afternoon, exhausting the servant to the brink.

Seizing the moment when everyone was relaxed, Little Pang Qiu let out a sigh.

He wanted to play, but he was putting on an act.

How could there possibly be a child who, after being abducted by traffickers, would still joyfully catch insects?

Danjiao sighed, putting on a brave face.

After ensuring that no one was paying attention to him, Little Pang Qiu muttered to himself, "Come on, Danjiao, you can do this!"

He then began to tiptoe, measuring the height of the walls and contemplating how he could possibly scale them.

The traffickers surely wouldn't let him leave; he had to find his own way out.

As his father would say, these people seemed to be into cosplay, constantly addressing him as "Young Master."

This meant he'd been abducted to some significant place, didn't it?

If there were heavily armed guards, his escape would be even more challenging.

Life was tough, Danjiao sighed.

Next, the young one asked the attendant to lift him up to look outside. The structure over there was identical.

This meant that even if he managed to jump over the wall, he wouldn't be able to get to the outside world.

Sob, sob, sob, Daddy can't find Danjiao, he's going to be so sad.

The more little Pang Qiu thought about it, the sadder he became, unable to hold back his tears and wiping them away with his chubby little hands.

No way!

As the President of Daddy's Support Club and the universe's number one Dad promoter, he couldn't give up!

Little Pang Qiu encouraged himself, then went to fetch stones from the side.

Struggling to stack the stones into a makeshift platform to escape from this place.

Pang Qiu, small as he was, exerted great effort to move the stones, only to realize that even standing on them, he still couldn't scale the barrier.

Pang Qiu: "...."

Damn it.

But giving up wasn't something a good son of Daddy would do!

Intelligent Danjiao was two and a half years old.

Little Pang Qiu's face turned red with effort as he tried to move more stones.

However, the stones were irregularly shaped, making it challenging to stack them securely. Without a stable stepping stone, Danjiao couldn't use it to climb over the wall.

For a young cub, attempting to scale such a high wall without any tools was indeed difficult.

Danjiao looked up at the towering wall, feeling utterly stumped.

A deep voice sounded from behind:

"Need some assistance?"

The cub wiped his sweat and replied eagerly, "Yes, yes, can you lift me over?"

After instinctively answering, Pang Qiu turned around.

There stood a tall figure, whose shadow almost engulfed him entirely.

No exaggeration, he's much taller than Daddy, and standing in front of the little one creates an overwhelming presence.

Danjiao: !!

Oh no, he's going to be found out.

This person before him is someone Danjiao has never seen before. With narrowed eyes and a composed demeanor, he exudes an intimidating air that frightens children.

The key point is—

Little Pang Qiu exclaims, "He looks so similar!"

Little Pang Qiu finds the features of this towering uncle to resemble his own reflection in the mirror.

The scary and seemingly ill-tempered uncle in front of him asks, "Oh, really?"

Danjiao is an honest (?) child, he's not exaggerating at all.

It was very similar.

He imagined that he would be more or less the same when he grew up.

Uncle's dark eyes narrowed. "Huo Nian, are you climbing over this wall?"

Danjiao almost had a little pearl fall from his eye.

Uncle's expression and tone were terrifying.

Just now, Danjiao had decided to call him 'brother' based on his appearance, but now he resolved to stick with 'uncle'.

A very fierce and wicked uncle.

Completely different from Father.

Father was the kindest and gentlest father in the universe.

Even though sometimes he couldn't remember how old Danjiao was, scolded him, or forbade him from catching insects...

Uncle, noticing his silence, persisted, "Speak up."

Pang Qiu hid his grimy hands behind his back, "Nothing."

Uncle didn't seem intent on pursuing the matter further and changed the subject, "There's no school today. Are you here to catch insects?"

Danjiao: "......."

Little Pang Qiu couldn't quite pinpoint why he felt so guilty, but he did feel extremely so.

Abducted by traffickers to attend classes and take exams, if this is a nightmare, please wake up, sob sob.

Uncle stared at him, "You're still rolling in the vegetable field."

Feeling that Uncle's expression had worsened, Danjiao recalled what Human Trafficker Number One had just told him.

-- Blink furiously.

Little Pang Qiu obediently started blinking his eyes.

The little one's eyes were an exact replica of Lu Wei's, and when he blinked, it was as if a miniature version of his father was coquettishly pleading.

Stare---

Blink---

Trafficker Number One's advice really worked!

The intimidating uncle pinched the bridge of his nose and didn't ask any more questions.

Who knew what he was thinking, but he turned his head away anyway.

The scary uncle wasn't scolding anymore—fantastic.

This relieved Danjiao greatly.

There was an innate fear that this uncle instilled in him.

It was as if it was ingrained in his genes, as if he had started to fear him even while still in his mother's womb.

This was the first time Danjiao had experienced such an odd sensation.

In his two and a half years of life, this was the first time he'd felt a strange mix of unease and obedience deep in his heart.

Soon, Human Trafficker Number One arrived.

The adjutant looked at Danjiao, covered in dirt as if he were a tiny mud figurine, and nearly fainted from fright.

"Little Prince, you're really not afraid of His Majesty, huh?"

Danjiao already knew that "His Majesty" referred to the uncle from before.

"...Afraid."

The adjutant: "If you're afraid, why did you put yourself in this situation? Today is one of His Majesty's episode days, so it's hard for everyone."

Especially now, since there were reportedly no leads on the Queen's whereabouts from Planet Z.

The scarred man had also started to give vague responses, claiming he couldn't quite remember and that they hadn't found anyone on the planets he mentioned.

Pang Qiu launched his charm offensive: "Uncle Deputy, please take me back."

The deputy didn't understand.

"Oh, well, since you're so dirty, it is indeed time for you to have a bath."

Pang Qiu thought the deputy was really going to take him back, but instead, he was led to take a bath.

The little one soaked in the bathtub, dropping tiny pearls of water.

No longer able to bathe together with Papa.

After the bath, Xiao Bao would be fragrant once more.

Danjiao tugged at the corner of the adjutant's garment, this first display of coquettishness melting the adjutant's heart with affection.

"Adjutant, please listen to my plea, I beg of you."

Danjiao no longer held a deep grudge against Human Trafficker Number One. Firstly, the cub could sense that, though clumsy, the other party had no ill intentions.

Secondly... he was now even more fearful of His Majesty the terrifying uncle.

Using his charming appearance to act coquettishly was also one of Danjiao's ace moves.

Of course, this move had less effect on Father.

On the contrary, Father's coquettishness towards him was highly lethal.

But it didn't matter; although its effectiveness was halved against Father, it still worked wonders on other uncles and aunts.

The adjutant smiled kindly.

He could be quite sweet when not causing trouble, but...

"Your Highness cannot skip class."

Danjiao shook his head. "That's not it!"

Adjutant: "Then feel free to express your concerns."

Danjiao: "I want to see Father."

Adjutant: "....Are you sure about this?"

Danjiao nodded resolutely.

The adjutant gave him a thumbs up and patted his shoulder.

Danjiao: ?

The adjutant patted Danjiao on the shoulder. "You'll see him tonight."

Pang Qiu trusted that this man was not a bad person. Since he had promised, he would surely keep his word.

Pang Qiu's eyes gleamed with anticipation.

Could it be that Uncle, the human trafficker, was truly willing to bring Father to him?

And so, in the dead of night.

He was seated face to face with the formidable Emperor Uncle.

Sob, sob, sob.

He wanted to see Father!

Why did they bring this formidable Emperor Uncle to him?

The formidable Emperor Uncle asked what he wanted.

Danjiao just wanted to cry.

Who could return his universe's number one Father to him?

The formidable Emperor Uncle's expression was even worse than in the afternoon, his eyes rimmed with bloodshot veins, as if he were in great pain.

Gathering his courage, Danjiao asked, "Do you have a headache?"

The formidable Emperor Uncle stood up. "Stay away from me."

The terrifying Uncle His Majesty was being exceptionally restrained, all to avoid harming him.

Although Danjiao also had his share of headaches, they were nowhere near as severe as those experienced by His Majesty Uncle.

Danjiao thought about the small sachet he always carried with him.

It was a little yellow duck charm that his father had made for him, which had always been kept by his father, carrying his father's scent.

His father's smell was the best; usually, just a whiff of it would alleviate Danjiao's pain.

Little Pang Qiu suddenly felt a bit downcast.

He wouldn't be able to sleep with his father tonight.

Danjiao sighed.

Reaching into his pocket, Little Pang Qiu retrieved the little yellow duck sachet and ran over to his uncle, saying, "Here, take this. Smelling it will make the pain go away."

His Majesty Uncle glanced at it and said, "...”

It seemed as if he was questioning Huo Nian's taste.

"Huo Nian, when did you start liking this style?"

Danjiao: ?

Isn't the little yellow duck cute? His entire outfit was adorned with little yellow ducks!

This question lingered in the chubby Pang Qiu's mind, making him forget to ask who "Huo Nian" was.

The plump little hands of the young Pang Qiu reached out, and Uncle Emperor finally took the item.

Danjiao sized up the situation with his eyes.

Uncle Emperor, though intimidating, wasn't really that scary. It was probably just his appearance; he would still try to protect him.

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, Uncle Emperor's expression changed abruptly.

His pupils darkened, and veins became visible on his forehead.

Upon catching the scent, the color of his face visibly paled in a rather terrifying manner.

He seemed somewhat agitated.

With evident effort to restrain himself, he asked, "Where did you get this?"

Never mind what I said before, sob sob.

Little Pang Qiu was scared. "I... found it outside."

He was afraid that after his uncle, the horrifying Emperor, heard that, he would devour Papa.