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Several little children gathered around a large pot. Yu Qingqing was practically drooling.
Holding a spoon, she waited while remembering to ask Feng Yuan, “Yuan Yuan, what did you just put in the pot?”
Yu Qingqing had keenly noticed Feng Yuan dropping something resembling a small red bead into the soup.
Feng Yuan hummed in response, “It’s medicine.”
He looked at his chicken soup and said, “There are so many mushrooms in the pot, and Yuan Yuan doesn’t recognize any of them.”
To prevent the mushrooms from being poisonous, he had added an antidote in advance.
It was a bead formed from phoenix blood.
This little bead could detoxify!
Of course, if the mushrooms weren’t poisonous, the bead wouldn’t harm the body either.
Feng Yuan guarded the pot for another two minutes before announcing that the soup was ready to serve.
Yu Qingqing ladled some soup and was about to drink it herself.
But Feng Yuan stopped her.
“Let Dad have it first!”
Feng Yuan reminded her, “We can drink later. There’s plenty more.”
Yu Qingqing: “Alright then.”
As Yu Qingqing stared at the soup, an idea suddenly struck her.
She asked Feng Yuan, “Yuan Yuan, have you ever seen adults drinking alcohol?”
Feng Yuan: “!”
Of course, Feng Yuan had seen it.
The two little ones exchanged glances, their eyes looking particularly clever.
In silence, they reached a mutual understanding.
“We can say blessings,” Feng Yuan suggested, his eyes sparkling as he held the soup.
He instructed Rong Rong, Huo Ming, and Xiao Putao, “When we bring the soup to Dad, each of us will say a blessing!”
Huo Ming: “Sure.”
Huo Ming, being a bit older, had experienced many dinner gatherings.
Adults always said something when toasting during meals. It was called “dining table culture”.
Today, they could create their own “chicken soup culture”.
“I’ll go first and show you how.”
“Okay!”
The adults didn’t hear the children’s chattering.
However, the nearby camera vaguely recorded their conversation.
The courtyard lights were adequate.
Under the high-definition lens, both adults and children were captured clearly.
Eager to drink the soup sooner, Yu Qingqing couldn’t wait to bring a bowl to her dad.
As she handed it over, her little voice rang out brightly, “Dad, may you live a hundred years and stay healthy! Here’s some soup!”
After Yu Qingqing finished speaking, Xiao Putao, waiting in line behind her, looked dismayed.
“I wanted to say ‘live a hundred years’, too.”
Feng Yuan: “…”
Feng Yuan: “Living a hundred years is a short life!”
For a child like him, living only a hundred years would be considered an early death!
“Xiao Putao, you can wish Dad all the best and may all his dreams come true,” Huo Ming suggested from the side.
Xiao Putao nodded happily and thanked Huo Ming softly.
To avoid forgetting the words, Xiao Putao went up second.
After he finished, Huo Ming noticed Feng Yuan teaching Rong Rong.
So, he stepped forward and delivered a long string of blessings.
Feng Yuan, who was still coaching Rong Rong in the back, was stunned when he heard Huo Ming’s extensive list.
“Rong Rong, he… he used up all our lines!”
Rong Rong: “…”
It took Rong Rong a few seconds to react. Then his little face panicked.
He had just memorized the words Yuan Yuan taught him!
Feng Yuan frowned, his chubby face looking grave.
A few seconds passed.
Feng Yuan patted Rong Rong’s shoulder, reassuring him, “It’s okay. We don’t have to use fancy words.”
“We can say anything, as long as it sounds nice.”
After reminding him, Feng Yuan went up fourth to give Rong Rong some time to think.
“Dad!”
Feng Yuan walked up to his dad and called out in a loud, childish voice.
“Yuan Yuan wishes Dad would never die!”
Feng Qi: “…”
Feng Qi’s lips twitched.
The previous children had at least managed to come up with idioms.
How could his son sound so uncultured the moment he opened his mouth?
The little guy had even attended kindergarten, after all.
Feeling that he hadn’t said enough, the not-so-cultured child furrowed his chubby little face and thought seriously again.
“Dad, I wish you… I wish you would never get angry!”
Feng Qi: “Alright, alright.”
Feng Qi pulled his uncultured child into his arms. “Dad appreciates your blessings.”
After Feng Yuan managed to squeeze out two sentences, the live stream focused on him saw its comments double instantly.
“Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter! My little Yuan Yuan never fails to surprise me!”
“[Asking] Is my little Yuan Yuan, with his adorable face, here to be the comedian?”
“These kids look so harmonious together! When is the main episode airing? I can’t wait any longer!”
“Ahhh. Yuan Yuan is so adorable! I can’t stop screenshotting every frame of him and his dad together!”
“Two stunning visuals in one frame. I’m obsessed!”
“Stunning visuals? Are Feng’s fans still pretending to be blind? Our Brother Bo is sitting right there. Who’s the real visual here? Isn’t it obvious?”
“Emmm, just a casual viewer here, but I can’t stand Feng Qi clinging to the ‘visual’ label. The real visual has always been Bo Han, hasn’t it?”
“Feng Qi really knows how to ride on coattails, and this Feng Yuan is so scheming. Did he deliberately put Rong Rong last on purpose?”
“I want to see Rong Rong! I want to see Brother Bo!”
Aside from the barrage of laughter, the comments were filled with the usual fan wars.
The guests couldn’t see the live stream comments, as they were all sitting together, waiting for Rong Rong to bring over the chicken soup.
Rong Rong carried the chicken soup and walked up to his dad.
Bo Han watched him nervously, his heart in his throat.
“Rong Rong, walk slowly, no rush.”
Rong Rong took one step at a time until he stood in front of his dad.
Once he stopped, his little face instinctively turned toward Feng Yuan.
Feng Yuan clenched his fists, cheering him on.
“Rong Rong, take your time. Speak slowly!”
Encouraged by Feng Yuan, Rong Rong finally opened his mouth.
Perhaps because he didn’t speak often, his childish voice was even less clear than Feng Yuan’s.
“Dad.”
As soon as Rong Rong called out, Bo Han immediately responded with an “Mm.”
After calling his dad, Rong Rong glanced at Feng Yuan again.
Only after looking at Feng Yuan did he turn his little face back and continue—
“Dad, like Dad… May you have a son soon, and may you live as long as the southern mountains.”
Rong Rong was slow to react and spoke slowly.
But his little brain wasn’t foolish. There was nothing wrong with his intelligence.
The blessings he spoke, though jumbled, included two idioms he had heard before.
He didn’t know what they meant, but he assumed they were nice things to say.
After Rong Rong finished, Feng Yuan clapped enthusiastically.
“Rong Rong, you did so well!”
Feng Yuan, who also didn’t understand the meanings of these idioms, clapped his chubby little hands and lavished praise on Rong Rong: “You said it better than Yuan Yuan!”
Rong Rong, praised by Feng Yuan, blushed, his pinkish cheeks turning even redder.
He raised his little hand, almost offering the chicken soup he was holding to Feng Yuan.
“Rong Rong, Daddy is right here.”
Luckily, Bo Han reminded him just in time.
Bo Han found his son’s blessing both amusing and helpless.
He took the chicken soup, leaned in, and kissed his son’s little cheek.
As soon as he did this, the live chat exploded with comments like, “He’s breaking character!”
Bo Han was completely unaware of the chat. After kissing Rong Rong, he noticed Feng Yuan leaning in as well, so he casually kissed him, too.
Feng Yuan, having been kissed, returned the favor and kissed Bo Han back.
Rong Rong loved imitating Feng Yuan.
He puckered his lips and planted a kiss on his dad’s face.
Two adorable little toddlers, one on each side, were showering Bo Han with kisses.
This heartwarming scene captivated the audience in the live stream.
“So beautiful. It feels like I’ve gone back to the time when I wasn’t a toxic person.”
“Yuan Yuan, kiss me!!! Ahhh, kiss me!”
“For a moment, I can’t decide whether I want to possess the toddler or Bo Han.”
“Feng Qi and Bo Han are always at odds, but their kids seem to get along really well.”
Indeed, Feng Yuan and Rong Rong got along wonderfully.
After kissing Bo Han, the two toddlers went over to kiss Feng Qi as well.
Other parents also wanted kisses from them.
But Rong Rong wasn’t willing to go to them.
Feng Yuan wiped his mouth and refused to kiss everyone.
“Yuan Yuan won’t kiss anymore. Yuan Yuan is tired of kissing.”
Feng Yuan’s kisses weren’t like Rong Rong’s, who just pressed his lips lightly and called it done.
His kisses were like a little chick pecking at rice. It was a series of quick, successive kisses.
His lips were almost numb from all the kissing!
After the toddlers finished delivering the chicken soup, it was time to eat.
Feng Yuan even invited the director, the cameraman, and the rest of the crew to join the meal.
The crew waved their hands, indicating they had already eaten.
The chicken soup Feng Yuan had stewed was the most impressive dish.
The parents took their first sip of the soup.
Feng Qi and Bo Han tasted it at the same time.
After taking a sip, both of them set down their bowls and exchanged a glance.
The soup tasted good.
However, there was a small issue with the ingredients added to it.
When the children were adding mushrooms, the adults were busy, and the cameraman in the yard had seen it.
But the cameraman assumed the mushrooms were provided by the production team.
Earlier, when the children went to pick mushrooms, the cameraman following them wasn’t the one in the yard.
Due to this misunderstanding, the mushrooms the children picked ended up in the pot.
The mushrooms weren’t a major problem.
They weren’t poisonous, but they weren’t exactly harmless either.
They were delicious little mushrooms with a slight side effect.
These mushrooms had mild hallucinogenic properties and could make people emotionally sensitive.
The effects wouldn’t last long, no more than ten minutes.
If Feng Yuan had added Feng Qi’s phoenix blood instead of his own, these mild side effects wouldn’t have occurred.
“Never mind,” Feng Qi said quietly. “It’s still edible.”
He picked up his bowl again and started eating the chicken from the soup.
Bo Han followed suit and finished his bowl as well.
After the lively meal, Director Li, who was monitoring the live stream data, was grinning from ear to ear.
Without any prior promotion, the live stream’s metrics had soared to the top in every category!
Director Li’s small livestream was originally intended as a test run.
And now, the results of this trial left him with nothing more to say beyond the word satisfied.
During the meal, the little ones kept coming up with amusing antics from time to time.
Online discussions about these young children had already exploded into a frenzy.
Netizens had keenly picked up on Feng Yuan’s “King Yuan Yuan” personality trait.
Rong Rong’s slower reactions were also impossible to hide from the sharp eyes of the internet.
Each of these children had their own unique topics of interest.
Just as Director Li was about to wrap up the livestream after seeing everyone finish their meal, Yu Yiming was the first to point at his daughter in shock, exclaiming, “Qingqing, how did you turn into a bee?!”
Yu Qingqing: “!”
Yu Qingqing looked down at herself. The next second, she lifted her little face and said, “I’m not a bee, I’m a mushroom!”
Director Li: “???”
The audience in the livestream: “???”
Director Li abruptly sat up, his face pale with fright.
“What’s going on? What’s happening?! What’s wrong with all of you?!”
The scene descended into chaos.
Feng Yuan, clutching his little bowl, suddenly burst into tears with a loud wail.
“Dad, did Yuan Yuan cause trouble again?”
“Yuan Yuan cooked mushrooms!”
“Dad, can you please not hit Yuan Yuan anymore?”
“Waaah, Dad, why does Yuan Yuan always get hit?!”
Feng Yuan didn’t see any mushroom-like figures. He was just emotionally sensitive.
Feng Qi and Bo Han were unaffected. As powerful divine beasts, these little mushrooms were nothing more than a snack to them, causing no harm.
Amid the chaos, Rong Rong also began shedding tears in Bo Han’s arms.
“Rong Rong is a dumb baby.”
Rong Rong, who was usually a bit slow, was in the same state as Feng Yuan.
Under the influence of the little mushrooms, he began to speak.
He said, “Yuan Yuan good, Rong Rong bad.”
The “good” he referred to wasn’t about moral character.
He meant that Yuan Yuan was a normal, good child.
While he was a bad, dumb, and not-good child.
Bo Han, hearing his inner thoughts, felt his heart shatter.
“Rong Rong is a good child.”
“Rong Rong is the very best child!”
While Bo Han was comforting the distressed Rong Rong, Feng Qi’s side was a bit more chaotic.
After crying about not wanting to be hit, King Yuan Yuan jumped onto a chair and remembered the toad he had released.
“Yuan Yuan wants to raise a toad!”
“Dad, let Yuan Yuan raise it!”
“Yuan Yuan can feed it by himself.”
Feng Yuan’s sensitive emotions kept shifting from one moment to the next.
After talking about his toad, he remembered his big dad.
“Big Dad slept with Dad and took Yuan Yuan away!”
“Dad, do you love Big Dad or Yuan Yuan more?”
Each of the children and their parents had their own drama unfolding.
Meanwhile, the livestream was rapidly gaining viewers.
The top spot on all trending lists was occupied by a single keyword:
“《Baby’s Journey》 Collective Poisoning.”
Director Li was so terrified by these little troublemakers that his hands trembled as he called for an ambulance.
At this point, he no longer cared about the livestream metrics.
He immediately ended the broadcast on the spot.
Under his frantic urging, the ambulance rushed to the location.
But halfway there, Director Li called again.
The doctor in the ambulance was baffled: “What? No need to hurry? They’re all fine now?”
The doctor was utterly confused.
Director Li looked at the group, who had now recovered, and couldn’t help but double-check with them.
“Are you really okay now?”
Feng Qi held the little guy in his arms, who had tired himself out from all the fussing.
He smiled. “We’re really fine. I just checked the mushrooms. Both Bo Han and I have eaten this kind before.”
“This type of mushroom isn’t very toxic. Even if it causes mild hallucinations, they wear off within ten minutes.”
As he spoke, Feng Qi glanced over at Bo Han.
Bo Han nodded in agreement.
With both Feng Qi and Bo Han confirming they’d eaten the mushrooms before, Director Li finally breathed a sigh of relief.
“That’s good, that’s good. This time, it was our oversight with the ingredients. From now on, we’ll be more careful about managing them.”
After all the commotion, Director Li was mentally and physically exhausted.
He didn’t resume the livestream but instead urged everyone to wrap things up.
“It’s getting late. Everyone should head back and get some rest.”
“Let’s make sure we’re well-rested first.”
“Alright.”
Everyone agreed, then picked up their little ones and headed home to rest.
Among the adults, aside from Feng Qi and Bo Han, the other three had all lost face.
They were eager to return home as soon as possible to calm their nerves.
One by one, the people on the scene dispersed.
Director Li also returned to his quarters.
When he got back, he saw the top trending topics across various platforms and didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
His little Yuan Yuan had, just as he expected—
Been consistently performing, as always.
This time, the little guy had once again pushed the show’s popularity to the top.
It was just that the process had nearly scared him to death.
After collecting himself, Director Li had someone post a notice on the official blog to reassure everyone.
Once the notice was published, he moved on to other tasks.
The preview for the show had already been edited. Now, he had to figure out how to release it.
Which platform to use, what time slot to air it, and which advertisers were interested in joining—
All of these were matters he had to worry about.
Director Li stayed up late into the night before finally going to bed.
He had already slept quite late. But even after he fell asleep, some unexpected trouble arose.
No one knew which account started it first.
They used Bo Han and Feng Qi as topics, claiming the two had been poisoned and were undergoing emergency treatment.
The rumors about Bo Han were even more exaggerated.
They had escalated to the point where he was supposedly issued a critical condition notice.
These rumors spread like wildfire, yet the two fathers, who were rumored to be on the brink of death, remained completely unaware.
Feng Qi had his phone back that night.
After lulling Feng Yuan to sleep, he called Li Sheng.
The mushrooms in the chicken soup clearly did not affect Feng Qi.
But as he looked at Li Sheng’s face on the screen, Feng Qi felt his emotions becoming a bit sensitive.
He missed Li Sheng.
The two adults gazed at each other through the video call.
Feng Qi raised a finger and gently touched Li Sheng’s face on the screen.
“Li Sheng, do you want me to regain my memories?”
Li Sheng replied without hesitation, “No.”
“Feng Qi, I don’t want you to remember the past.”
Feng Qi was silent for a moment. “Why?”
Li Sheng looked at him quietly before finally saying, “Your past memories are not happy ones.”
Feng Qi’s frail health stemmed from his past.
Li Sheng didn’t need to think hard to know that the word “past” would not bring either of them any joy.
He only wanted to maintain the present.
“Feng Qi, there’s news about another medicinal herb. I’m taking Tao Zhi to retrieve it.”
“I won’t be able to visit you and Yuan Yuan for a while.”
“The rest of the family and the dragons will come to see you.”
Li Sheng updated Feng Qi on his plans. Even after discussing everything, they hadn’t hung up yet.
On nights like these, longing only fermented, growing harder and harder to suppress.
Li Sheng’s voice deepened slightly.
He murmured, “Haven’t you showered yet? Want to join me?”
Feng Qi: “…”
The video call on Feng Qi’s end was becoming increasingly unsuitable for younger audiences.
Meanwhile, the little guy lying in bed, fast asleep, scratched his chubby bottom with a tiny hand. His beautiful face, marked with red creases from the pillow, was drooling slightly. Who knows what he was dreaming about.
The night grew deeper.
A thousand miles away from the village, a group of dragons was growing frantic.
They knew Feng Yuan had gone to film a show.
They had also watched the live broadcast that evening.
After the broadcast ended, the flood of news about the poisoning incident left them too restless to stay put.
“Yin Shuang, we have to go check on the baby.”
“Yes, we need to see the baby!”
The dragons clamored anxiously, ready to take flight. But Yin Shuang remained composed, urging them to calm down first.
Yin Shuang had already sent messages to Li Sheng and Feng Qi.
Feng Qi had just replied that everything was fine.
But the dragons still couldn’t relax.
“Alright then, Chi Rong, you and Qing Hao fly over first to check things out.”
“Go and report back on the situation there.”
“We’ll leave tomorrow after checking on the egg.”
Yu Yi had been carrying the egg for some time now. As the hatching period approached, his body began showing signs of discomfort.
The dragons were busy helping Wu Jin keep watch.
Yin Shuang sent Chi Rong and Qing Hao ahead to investigate.
Without a second thought, the two dragons took off into the sky.
They didn’t even pack any luggage.
Watching Chi Rong fly away, Bai Chen remarked to Yin Shuang, “Why did you let Xiao Hong leave? Yu Yi’s older brother is returning tomorrow, and he said he wanted to meet Xiao Hong.”
Yin Shuang shot him a cold glance and replied sharply, “Since when are we dragons at his beck and call?”
“Yu Yi is fine, but his older brother is no good.”
“Don’t bring him up again.”
After reprimanding Bai Chen, Yin Shuang lowered his head and resumed scrolling through his phone.
The rumors online were spreading like wildfire.
The parents of the fluffy child who had been filming with their little Yuan Yuan were already being torn apart online.
The dragons frowned as they scrolled through their phones.
Meanwhile, in the luxurious district late at night, a handsome man in black pajamas stood before the floor-to-ceiling window of his lavish penthouse, also browsing through the notifications on his phone.
One of the notifications displayed the exact time of Bo Han’s death after failed resuscitation.
The message was accompanied by a photo of Bo Han.
The man lowered his gaze, staring intently at the enlarged photo on his screen.
His handsome features seemed to meld into the darkness of the night.
His face, his body. Everything began to twist and dissolve into eerie, swirling tendrils of black mist.
The mist writhed, expanded, and coalesced once more.
The man seemed completely unaware of his own transformation.
He only murmured, “I’ve found you again, fox.”
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