Chapter 62: The Crown Prince Became a Servant
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Outside the grand entrance of the hall, Lu Yan Shu paused to gather himself, enveloped by the echoing, soul-tearing sobs that bounced off the walls.
“Everyone must leave this place immediately!” commanded the prince. His voice, sharp and almost venomous, betrayed a maturity far beyond his years—a mere child of seven or eight. His eyes burned with intense determination.
Within the hall, the palace servants were sprawled flat on the ground, overwhelmed by fear, maintaining as much distance as possible from each other. One servant had already sprinted off to seek the king’s counsel amidst the chaos.
The hall was a scene of complete disarray, with shattered remnants of tea cups strewn across the floor. Amidst this chaos, the crown prince, dressed not in his royal garb but in simple, modest clothing, struggled to breathe. He knelt on the sharp porcelain pieces, his knees bleeding profusely. Yet, he seemed to be in another world, barely acknowledging the pain as he clutched his head, his face slick with sweat.
“Which demons or ghosts dare to torment my soul? I command you to leave my body this instant!” he yelled, plagued by a severe headache.
In a barely audible voice, he repeated the name “Chao Chao” over and over, desperation lacing his tone.
“We need to find Chao Chao right away!” declared Xie Cheng Xi, his body trembling with a mix of fear and the eerie sensation of being controlled by a formidable, unseen force.
“Do not worry, for I will protect this body as if it were my own!” an unsettling voice announced, frightening the remaining servants into fleeing.
“Leave this place!” managed Xie Cheng Xi, his voice faint, overwhelmed by dizziness and weakness, as if his very soul was being gradually extracted.
Then, unexpectedly, a figure entered the room. Xie Cheng Xi, struggling to keep his eyes open, noticed a plump figure waddling in, clutching a small bottle of milk from which she occasionally sipped, her face a picture of sheer contentment. As she approached, the comforting scent of milk filled the air. Her small, warm hand touched his forehead, seemingly anchoring his drifting soul back into his body.
“Ah, we were almost about to lose you,” Lu Chao Chao said, her eyes wide with concern. “Your destiny was to die from this illness, but I changed that fate. Now, it seems the universe is trying to correct this distortion, to restore the balance that was disturbed. Thief… the cosmos…” she mused, her thoughts trailing off.
Finding it cumbersome to stand, she sat down beside the crown prince, still holding her milk bottle, firmly believing he should not just die and become another secondary character to the story’s heroine—a prospect she found utterly unacceptable.
With a mischievous twinkle in her eye, she playfully asked, “So, dear prince, do you wish to continue living?”
The crown prince, overwhelmed and bewildered, could only roll his eyes in response. Was the desire to live even a question?
Struggling to articulate his thoughts, he felt as though an invisible force was silencing him, causing him to inadvertently bite down on his lip until it bled. He was trapped in his predicament, desperate for a way out.
Lu Chao Chao noticed his struggle and tilted her head thoughtfully before suggesting, “Nod?”
The prince promptly nodded, indicating his desperation for her help.
“But you must understand, even if I intervene now, the cosmic balance will seek to rectify this anomaly, unless…” she paused, hinting at a possible loophole to this inevitable correction. “Unless you agree to bind your life with mine. For a mortal to enter such a pact with me is no trivial matter. You would have to… become my servant! By dedicating yourself to me, you can escape the grip of destiny and undergo rebirth,” she explained earnestly, nearly disheveling her hair in her passion.
At this moment, Xie Cheng Xi, feeling his body betraying his will and teetering on the brink of collapse, managed to rise, his knees pressing into the sharp porcelain fragments.
“I, Xie Cheng Xi, solemnly swear to serve Chao Chao through all my lives! Should I falter in this vow, let thunder strike me down!” he proclaimed, as thunder ominously rumbled above, signaling not the affirmation of his commitment but the celestial forces’ attempt to counteract Lu Chao Chao’s interference.
Undaunted, Lu Chao Chao tossed her milk bottle aside and defiantly gestured skyward, commanding, “Silence!” with a commanding yet endearing tone that seemed to influence the elements themselves. “If you keep up this noise… I’ll spank you!”
To everyone’s amazement, the threatening storm clouds seemed to pause, as if startled, before gradually dissipating.
The crown prince marveled at her formidable influence.
His decision to yield was not made lightly. This infant had challenged the decrees of the cosmos itself. What did subservience matter in the grand scheme? What was the weight of servitude against the opportunity to defy the heavens?
Lu Chao Chao then nibbled on her finger, puzzled by her inability to break the skin, wondering if it was due to her having only two teeth.
Despite feeling a bit embarrassed yet resolute, she grabbed a piece of broken porcelain and pressed it against her finger. With the bead of blood that formed, she pressed it against the crown prince’s forehead, declaring, “The pact is sealed!”
The trace of blood from her finger mingled with his skin, imbuing Xie Cheng Xi with a surge of energy that solidified his spirit and banished the invasive force. Though weakened, he remained seated on the ground, expressing his sincere thanks to Lu Chao Chao for her intervention.
He opted not to reveal his ability to hear her thoughts, recognizing that such knowledge might distress her. He now understood the extraordinary legacy Lu Chao Chao must carry, a reality her father, Lu Yuan Ze, had egregiously ignored.
Offering her his jade pendant, he assured, “With this, you’re free to roam North Zhao, shielded from any danger.”
Chao Chao, appearing nonchalant, accepted it, noting that the king had given her something similar, hinting at her influential guardians.
Noting her unimpressed reaction, Xie Cheng Xi inquired, “What do you desire, Chao Chao?”
Her eyes sparkled as she listed her desires: “Meat! Large chicken legs, candied hawthorns, sugar sculptures!”
Though Xie Cheng Xi was perplexed on how to satisfy the cravings of a ten-month-old child who clearly wasn’t suited for chicken legs, his hesitation dimmed the light in Chao Chao’s eyes.
Lu Chao Chao, with the power to defy both heaven and earth, felt a profound sense of disillusionment. She had anticipated a servant who would indulge her every fancy, yet not a single chicken leg was procured.
Not one!
Thus, she wept for being deceived…
Such sad mc, doesnt have servant who’s willing to serve chiken.