The whole family is insanely eavesdropping on my thoughts Chapter 535
Chapter 535: The Tool
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“The dragon clan devised a method—uniting the dragon and phoenix clans through marriage.”
“When they came to propose, it was their patriarch himself who arrived, showing utmost sincerity. But before the wedding, I had never met Zhu Mo. I felt uneasy, so on the eve of the ceremony, I went to the dragon clan to find him.”
“That night, I happened to run into him just as he returned.”
“He had a fierce argument with the dragon clan and stormed out, seething with anger. When he saw me, his fury was barely concealed. I thought he was displeased with the marriage, so I offered to call off the engagement.”
“If he ran away from the wedding, it would turn the dragon and phoenix clans into bitter enemies. I may be proud, but I understand the greater good.”
“If our clans were not united, we would have no standing in the Celestial Realm.”
“A rift between the dragons and phoenixes would make us a laughingstock across the Three Realms. We have always been bound together.”
“But he did not agree to cancel the marriage. Instead, he personally confirmed the wedding and even discussed the ceremony details with me…” Feng Wu never harbored any personal affection for Zhu Mo. She bore the responsibility of her clan and put duty above all else.
Romantic love held no value for her.
She only needed mutual respect and proper decorum.
“And what did he do? Do you understand, Chao Chao?”
“Before the gods of the Three Realms, he stood beside me at the altar, exchanged vows under the heavens, took the Dragon Clan’s greatest treasure from me—”
“And fled the wedding!” Feng Wu’s eyes brimmed with unshed tears as she clenched her teeth.
“He could have run away at any time, but no! He abandoned me in front of everyone!”
Feng Wu, the youngest princess of the phoenix clan, was their pride due to her unique constitution.
From birth, she bore the burden of her people.
She had always carried herself with dignity.
But the wedding had crushed her pride into dust, turning her into a joke across the Three Realms.
“When I arrived at the dragon clan, I finally learned that he had married me for the precious pearl. I refused to slink away in disgrace. Instead, I chose to stay and become the dragon prince’s consort.”
“He boasted outside that his lawful wife was dull and rigid while he preferred the wildflowers beyond the walls.”
“Fine. I won’t stop him.”
“But I will make every flower he plucks mine.”
“I will deceive him, strip him of his wealth and affection, and only then will I feel avenged!”
“Will you tell him of this?” She gazed at Lu Chao Chao, a flicker of concern in her eyes.
Lu Chao Chao shot her a glance. “Do you love him?”
Feng Wu covered her mouth, chuckling. “The dragon and phoenix are divine beings, the most fitting pair in existence, you know?”
Lu Chao Chao nodded.
“A child born of such a union would inherit the strongest bloodline from both clans, becoming a force beyond all. They could shatter the constraints binding our people.”
“Yet, despite many marriages between the dragon and phoenix clans, no child has ever been born.”
“In the Celestial Realm, there exists a Marriage Stone. I once consulted it—Zhu Mo is my destined match. A union decreed by heaven has a high chance of producing an heir.”
“Love? What meaning does it have? I do not love him. He is merely a tool to me.”
“Chao Chao, you are still young. You do not understand.”
The little girl’s tense face instantly relaxed. “That’s good. I feared you would fall too deep and end up hurting yourself.”
Feng Wu burst into laughter, ruffling her hair with warmth.
“If I could bear a daughter as adorable as you in this lifetime, I would be content.” She cupped Lu Chao Chao’s face, rubbing her cheeks in delight.
Lu Chao Chao’s small face contorted in protest as she struggled free. “Ugh, may you get your wish and have the child you want.”
Poor Zhu Mo.
A tool, indeed.
That night, Zhu Mo pushed open the door to his chambers. The sound of water trickling from within signaled someone bathing.
Outside, Lu Chao Chao and Xie Yu Zhou crouched by the window, eavesdropping mischievously.
“There are three great joys in life,” Lu Chao Chao whispered. “Achieving top scholar rank—we saw my big brother do that.”
“Meeting an old friend in a distant land—doesn’t sound joyful. Who knows if they’re a friend or an enemy?”
Xie Yu Zhou muttered, “That’s because you have too many enemies…”
Lu Chao Chao shot him a glare, and he shut up instantly.
“And the third joy—one’s wedding night. How exactly is it joyous? No one ever tells me… Shh, let’s listen…” Since she was too short, Xie Yu Zhou lifted her up so she could press against the window.
They barely heard Feng Wu’s soft hum when suddenly—
Warm hands covered Lu Chao Chao’s ears.
She bared her teeth in frustration, her head buzzing in outrage.
But her captor was taller and simply carried her away from the door.
“Hey, hey, hey! I haven’t finished listening! Wait! Just let me hear—how exactly is it joyous?!” She flailed her legs in midair as the boy restrained her hands.
She hated being short.
“What could be inappropriate for a grand Sword Sovereign like me to witness? Tell me!”
She chomped down on the boy’s hand, and a drop of warm blood fell instantly.
“It’s not suitable for children. You can’t watch.” His voice was crisp, barely suppressing laughter.
Ignoring her fury, he carried her straight outside the palace.
The palace was adorned with red silk in celebration, and it took an entire roasted pork leg and a whole roast chicken to appease her.
The boy led her through the royal city, indulging in feasts and amusements until dawn before carrying her back home.
Just in case she tried sneaking back to spy.
The next day, Lu Chao Chao woke up at noon, yawning groggily.
Still drowsy, she stumbled towards the door.
BANG.
“Ow—” The little girl clutched her forehead, wailing in pain.
When Windchaser entered, he found her squatting on the ground, her eyes red-rimmed and watery as she nursed a swollen lump on her forehead.
“Did you hit the door?”
Seeing the swelling, he sighed with both anger and pity. “I’ll get some medicine. It’s already forming a bump.”
Breakfast was consumed amidst Lu Chao Chao’s dramatic cries.
By midday, Feng Wu emerged, blushing slightly as she held her waist, walking beside Zhu Mo.
Zhu Mo’s heart had finally settled—his eyes filled with nothing but her.
“Mother is seven months pregnant. Once things are settled, I must return.” Lu Chao Chao sat on a stool, swinging her little feet.
With spring arriving, warmth spread through the air.
She wore a light green dress, looking fresh and adorable.
Windchaser clenched his fists slightly, lowering his gaze. “Let me think on it a bit more.”
Lu Chao Chao grinned, nodding.
Her chubby hands gripped a wooden spoon as she sipped vegetable porridge. Suddenly—
A spoonful of porridge went straight up her nose.
“What’s wrong with you? First, you hit a door, and now you’re feeding your nose instead of your mouth? How are your eyes even working?” Xie Yu Zhou pulled out a handkerchief, carefully wiping her clean.
As he looked up, he saw her stunned expression.
Her clear, watery eyes held a trace of confusion.
And… unease.