The whole family is insanely eavesdropping on my thoughts Chapter 627
Chapter 627: Escape
Lu Chao Chao slowly opened her eyes, her entire body aching as if she had been torn apart.
“Hiss…” She bared her teeth in pain as her gaze landed on A-Man, who sat beside her, red-eyed and filled with worry.
“You’re awake! Chao Chao, are you alright?”
“Does anything feel wrong?” A-Man hurriedly helped her sit up.
Lu Chao Chao groaned, clutching her forehead. “My head hurts. My whole body hurts.” It felt like her skull was about to explode.
Suddenly, panic surged within her. “Zong Bai! Xian Ting!” Her small face paled with fear.
She was about to leap off the bed when A-Man quickly pressed her down. “They’re fine! Both of them are perfectly fine. Chao Chao, do you not remember what happened?”
“We heard a loud thud from the room and rushed in, only to find you collapsed on the ground. Zong Bai and High God Xian Ting’s clay figures were glowing with golden light, their divine essence faintly circulating. Their souls have been preserved. Right now, they’re in the process of restoring their godhood.” A-Man’s face was full of joy, though curiosity flickered in her eyes.
Lu Chao Chao let out a small breath of relief, though she remained uneasy. Staggering to her feet, she went to check for herself.
Sure enough…
Within the two small clay figures, divine light flickered—a clear presence of divinity.
They… they had regained their divine essence?
All that remained was to wait for their godhood to fully reform.
Lu Chao Chao held the figurines in her hands, and with a single glance, she recognized them as her own handiwork! Yet, her mind was blank. What exactly had happened?!
There was something—some faint impression at the back of her mind.
She circulated her spiritual energy and realized she was utterly drained.
No wonder she felt dizzy and weak—her spiritual power had been completely depleted. She would need time to recover.
“Send these figurines back to Northern Zhao and place them within the Nine-Level Pagoda for the people’s worship.” It would help accelerate the reformation of their godhood.
Windchaser immediately accepted the command but couldn’t help sneaking glances at Lu Chao Chao.
Seeing her expression as calm as usual, he secretly exhaled in relief.
The previous Lu Chao Chao had exuded an overwhelming presence, one that made him instinctively bow to her composed yet commanding gaze. Only the dull-witted Zhu Mo remained unfazed.
Suddenly, a startled cry came from outside the door.
Nanny Lin stumbled into the room, her face streaked with tears and horror-stricken. “Princess, Princess, the young master is missing!”
Without hesitation, she raised a trembling hand and delivered a harsh slap to her own cheek.
Ever since the last incident when the young master had crawled out the door, the maids and servants had been extra vigilant, never daring to let him out of sight.
Yet today, despite Nanny Lin keeping a watchful eye, she had inexplicably fallen into a deep sleep.
“It’s all my fault, all my fault! I was fanning the young master as he slept, but I myself drifted off… I deserve death, I deserve to die!” She had never made such a grave mistake before. The moment she awoke and saw the empty bed, a bone-chilling fear seized her.
Everyone in the room shot to their feet. But Lu Chao Chao did not blame the nanny.
Ever since learning that Shan Shan was the reincarnation of the Seven Sins, she had known this day would come.
As he grew, his abilities would only become stronger. No mere maid or servant could keep him contained.
“Nanny Lin, I don’t blame you. The priority now is to find Shan Shan.”
The nanny trembled, tears flowing uncontrollably. If the young master was truly lost, her own life was as good as over.
“Find the Great Priest and have him seal off the entire city.”
After dispatching every available hand to search, Lu Chao Chao remained standing quietly in the courtyard. Though her spiritual energy was depleted, her expression remained serene and unshaken.
She closed her eyes, allowing herself to listen only to the sound of the wind.
As the gentle breeze caressed her face, she felt herself drift along with it. Her vision expanded beyond the posthouse…
She saw A-Man questioning street vendors.
Her sight stretched even further, reaching the sealed city gates, where commoners were being kept within the walls…
A sharp pain throbbed in her eyes, forcing her to cover them. “As expected… I haven’t recovered yet…” She had overdrawn her strength, and she would need time to regain it.
Slowly, she stepped out of the posthouse, wandering aimlessly, occasionally crouching to listen to the whispers of the grass and trees.
Meanwhile, Shan Shan sat on a doorstep, dressed in a little skirt, holding a large bowl and slurping down chicken soup. Grease smeared his tiny mouth as he clutched a sizable chicken leg, gnawing at it with delight.
“Yummy… so yummy… Thank you, Su Su! Su Su, you’re such a good, good, good person.” His childish voice rang out, full of sincerity.
The man beside him nodded. “If you like it, eat more. Uncle will order you some braised meatballs and steamed rice cakes. My own child loves them too. Tomorrow, we’re butchering a pig—how about I make you some pork knuckle?” He shot a glance at the woman beside him.
“This little one is fair-skinned and delicate. He’ll fetch a high price.”
“But with the city on lockdown, the guards will be searching soon. Could this boy be someone important?” The two stood at the doorway, eyeing the patrols sweeping through the streets.
The woman shook her head. “I doubt it. The boy looks too conspicuous. I was hesitant to take him at first. But then, he stretched out his hands and called me ‘Mother’…”
“Well, since he delivered himself to us, it would be a waste not to take him.”
She sighed in pity. “He’s adorable, but he’s clearly not too bright.”
Just as they spoke, the sound of a gong echoed outside. “Rong Xiang Shan! Rong Xiang Shan?”
Inside the tavern, people whispered among themselves.
“Someone’s lost a child? With all the pilgrims gathered for the Buddhist festival, this will be a tough search.”
Shan Shan, still holding his chicken leg, had somehow climbed onto the doorstep.
“Rong Xiang Shan! Rong Xiang Shan…” The gong-bearer called his name as he reached the entrance. Shan Shan blankly gnawed on his chicken leg.
“Young lady, you—” The man was about to speak when the couple inside the window went pale with fright. In an instant, they grabbed Shan Shan and held him tightly. “This is our daughter! What do you want?”
Shan Shan blinked, tilting his head. “Daddy… kiss!”
Hooking his arms around the man’s neck, he gave an affectionate peck.
The man froze, then suppressed his elation, forcing a gruff tone. “See? She’s my daughter! My own flesh and blood! Let’s go, sweetheart. Time to go home!” He exchanged a glance with the woman and swiftly carried Shan Shan out.
“Let’s play a game. I’ll pretend to be your father, and you be my daughter, alright?”
“We’re butchering a pig tomorrow. How about you stay with us for a few days? I’ve got a child about your age. Wouldn’t that be fun?” He stared intently at Shan Shan, his hand brushing against the boy’s cheek as if in affection.
But should Shan Shan make a sound, he would clamp his mouth shut in an instant.
Shan Shan tilted his head, smiling with childlike innocence. “Alright, Su Su~”
The city gates were lined with long queues. Every person was searched before passing through.
When the man’s turn came, sweat dripped from his forehead. Seeing the guards approach, Shan Shan sweetly wiped his brow.
“Daddy is hot…”
“Wipe, wipe sweat.” His tender voice was filled with concern.
The guards briefly questioned them before nodding. “Your daughter is quite considerate. Barely a year old, yet already so thoughtful.”
Such a caring child—he couldn’t be kidnapped.
Watching from afar, the guards had seen how affectionate the family seemed. Though the child didn’t resemble them, their closeness left no room for doubt.
“Poor families raise children early. Not like the noble-born.”
The man laughed, nodding as he carried Shan Shan toward the exit.
“Wonder who kidnapped that Rong Xiang Shan… Looks like he’s from a wealthy family.”
As the couple hurriedly climbed onto an ox cart, Shan Shan lay nestled in the man’s arms, grinning. “Who knows…?”
“Anyway, that’s not me…”
“Sister… goodbye forever~”
“I, Rong Xiang Shan, am free!”
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