Chapter 153: The Male Imperial Advisor’s Little One is Super Cute (14)

Chapter 153: The Male Imperial Advisor's Little One is Super Cute (14)

Song Chuyi scratched his head and raised his hand awkwardly.

"Hi!"

He wondered if sneaking in to enjoy the hot spring would get him a beating from Song Renshu.

Song Renshu's lips were tightly pressed together, their color tinged with a faint rosy hue.

His brows were furrowed, and his expression was a mix of restraint and desire.

"A'Chu."

He called out his name, his voice hoarse yet suppressed.

Song Chuyi's small hand pushed against Song Renshu's chest and moved a little, sending ripples through the water.

He almost floated away but heard Song Renshu let out a muffled groan.

The water surged and rippled violently.

Song Chuyi: !

He kicked his feet and quickly drifted away.

A faint blush colored Song Renshu's pale skin.

His long lashes trembled, and when he looked again, the little one was already gone.

His expression gradually calmed, and he rose calmly, took the robe hanging on the screen, put it on, and left.

In the hot spring water, Song Chuyi covered his eyes with his hands but couldn't help peeking through the gap to watch Song Renshu leave.

Once he was gone, he said to Xiaotong in his mind:

"Xiaotong! I’ve made up my mind—I’m not going back to my human form!"

Xiaotong: "? Host, what happened?"

Xiaotong, blocked by the privacy system, had no idea what had happened. Just a few minutes ago, the host was happily enjoying the hot spring.

And now, the host had changed his mind!

Song Chuyi: "You didn’t see!"

Song Chuyi spread his hands but still felt it wasn't enough, so he struggled to spread his arms wider.

"He’s *way* bigger!"

Xiaotong: "?"

Song Chuyi: "Forget it, you wouldn’t get it anyway!"

"Anyway, I'm doing great like this, very good, incredibly good!"

Xiaotong: "But host, how are you going to stop the villain from destroying the world if you don’t go back to human form?"

Song Chuyi: "I need to think this through carefully."

After a while, Song Chuyi spoke again in a low voice, "If I had known his body was so strong, I wouldn’t have said I could grow up on my own."

"Now, he probably doesn’t care about destroying the world; he just wants me to grow up."

Xiaotong: "This is good news!"

Song Chuyi: "……”

"You wouldn’t understand."

"He’s really… huge!"

In fact, Song Chuyi was right.

Right now, Song Renshu had no thoughts of destroying the world.

Where once he believed this world of lies wasn’t worth existing, now he only wanted to see the little one grow.

This kind of anticipation was something new to him.

After the grand ritual ceremony was over, Song Renshu had nothing else to do.

He specifically requested a reward from the emperor, asking for the finest silk, to personally make clothes for Song Chuyi.

Not just for now, but also for when he might grow up later.

Now, Song Renshu no longer carried the noble and aloof air of an imperial advisor.

He had become a tailor, spending his days in the courtyard making small clothes.

Song Chuyi was initially excited about getting new clothes, but he froze when he saw the tiny garments, no bigger than an adult’s palm.

"Brother Wenren." He pointed to the robe, which was about the same size as Song Renshu’s palm, "This robe is too big, I can’t wear it."

With a gentle smile, Song Renshu said, "You’ll be able to wear it. Isn’t A'Chu going to grow up?"

Song Chuyi: ...

Song Renshu lowered his head, gently brushing Song Chuyi’s cheek with his fingertip.

"I’m preparing it for A'Chu in advance."

"Has A'Chu grown a little taller?"

Song Chuyi puffed up his cheeks, denying it, "No, I haven’t grown taller."

Song Renshu stopped what he was doing, his eyes narrowing slightly, "Does A’Chu need anything special to grow?"

"Whatever is needed, I will give A'Chu."

Song Chuyi’s ears turned red, waving his hands, "It doesn’t require anything, I probably just haven’t eaten enough, haha!"

He casually made up a reason, not noticing that Song Renshu’s eyes had darkened.

Haven’t eaten enough…

He recalled what his teacher had said.

Delusions arise from deep-seated obsessions; the stronger the obsession, the more powerful the delusion. Here, obsession referred to many kinds of desires, greed, sin…

As long as a person has emotions, they will have desires.

These complex emotions entangle them, preventing them from finding the same happiness and peace that ordinary people enjoy.

In the past, he seemed calm on the outside, but inside, he was consumed by rage and resentment.

These negative emotions grew into delusions.

However, in the past half month, because of the little one's existence, the violence has been calmed, and the resentment has faded.

His heart felt a peace he had never known before.

The negative emotions gradually subsided.

So... was that why A'Chu said he hadn't eaten enough?

His A'Chu was born because of him and was destined to live for him.

And he needed to raise A'Chu with desire.

Song Renshu's thoughts were in turmoil, and he had already made up his mind.

Seeing that he didn't bring up the topic again, Song Chuyi obediently remained silent.

If they continued discussing it, he was afraid Song Renshu might suddenly believe it was real, and then he would have to perform a magic trick of turning into a real person on the spot!

Thinking about what might happen after becoming normal, Song Chuyi couldn't help but cover his waist.

The villain in each world has the same temperament.

Although these villains were the same person, still!

Getting hurt in the same way in every world was just too much!

Song Chuyi slumped down, and to Song Renshu, it looked like he was wilting from hunger.

A terrifying thought crossed Song Renshu's mind.

If the little one didn't eat enough, if the delusions weren't intense enough, the little one might disappear.

At this thought, Song Renshu's heart panicked.

The needle in his hand accidentally pricked his finger, and bright red blood seeped out, dripping right in front of Song Chuyi.

Startled, Song Chuyi quickly got up, looked at the bleeding fingertip, and moved closer, pressing his lips to the small wound.

His pink lips were tinged with blood, making them look even more delicate.

"How could you be so careless?" Song Chuyi murmured softly.

Song Renshu didn't speak, just staring at the little one as if he wanted to embed him into his bones.

Late at night, in the hot spring.

Song Chuyi snuck in again.

After all, he was so small now that even if Song Renshu found him, there wasn't much he could do.

This hot spring is too comfortable; he wanted to soak in it deeply.

On one side of the hot spring, Song Renshu kept his head lowered.

The water stirred violently.

He had let go of his anger and resentment, and shed his destructive and despairing thoughts.

But at the same time, the longing within his love was growing.

It filled his heart, becoming the most primal desire.

This love would nourish the little one, helping him grow.

He let himself indulge, eagerly anticipating the day the little one would grow.

Suddenly, the memory of the little one sucking the drop of blood from his fingertip earlier today flooded back.

His mind went blank, and he murmured softly.

"If only A'Chu were real..."

At that moment, Song Chuyi appeared before Song Renshu.

As soon as the words left his lips, Song Chuyi felt a strange energy surge through him. Then, a burst of white light, and he found himself in Song Renshu's arms.