My brother entrusted his child to me, and I livestreamed raising the baby, making the Empress cry wi

"Godfather... I suddenly feel... so hungry..."

Lin Ye was stunned for a moment, then let out a long sigh of relief.

Oh, I was just hungry.

He quickly asked Aunt Zhou to serve some leftover porridge and vegetables from the morning, and also heated up a few custard buns.

Little Douzi sat on the sofa, holding a bowl in both hands. He gulped down more than half a bowl of millet porridge, ate two custard buns, and stuffed himself with a lot of vegetables before he finally felt much better about the sudden surge of hunger in his stomach.

After eating my fill, I felt sleepy again.

Xiao Douzi felt as if her upper eyelids were weighed down by lead, and they began to sag.

Lin Ye knew this was the sedative effect of the Strengthening Pill.

He immediately bent down and scooped the little girl into his arms, supporting the back of her head with one hand and holding her knees with the other, lifting her up so that her little head was pressed against his chest.

The movements were quick, but very light.

It was only a few dozen steps from the living room to the bedroom, but when Lin Ye was halfway there, he suddenly felt the little one in his arms getting a little warm.

He looked down—

Xiao Douzi's face is changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The waxy yellow layer seemed to be pushed out from within by something, fading away little by little, and replaced by a faint, thin layer of rosy hue.

The cheekbones are still prominent, but they are no longer as sharp; it seems as if a layer of flesh has appeared on them.

Her hair is changing too.

Those dry, tangled ends of hair, starting from the very tip, gradually unfurled and turned a glossy black.

Xiao Douzi's lips are changing too. Her previously dry and chapped lower lip has become plump and moist, with the peeling white skin gradually settling down.

Her arm slid down his shoulder; her forearm, which was originally as thin as a bamboo pole, no longer felt bony and uncomfortable to the touch.

My skin has become smoother; it's no longer rough and dry, and it feels much smoother to the touch.

Lin Ye held her in his arms, standing in the corridor, stunned for a few seconds.

How come this body-strengthening pill works so quickly?

He only snapped out of his daze when the little one in his arms let out a muffled murmur, and quickly walked towards the bedroom he had prepared for the little one.

It was a secondary bedroom, right next to his master bedroom.

Zhou Ran had already taken the time to tidy up.

Lin Ye lifted the small bag in his arms, bent down slightly, and turned the hand that was holding the person's leg in his arms to open the door handle.

The moment the door opened, a faint scent of laundry detergent mixed with the smell of sunshine wafted out.

The walls were a pale pink, like the delicate pink of cherry blossom petals after being wet with rain—light and soft.

The curtains were light purple, half-drawn, and printed with star and moon patterns. A breeze drifted in through the window, causing the curtains to sway slightly, and the stars and moon seemed to come alive, twinkling.

The bed is a two-meter-wide bed. A new white wooden bed frame has been installed next to the bed, completely covered with beige soft cushions. The cushions are slightly bulging, and if you press your finger on them, you can make a dent.

The bed was covered with a thick mattress, which looked to be more than 20 centimeters high, and a light yellow sheet covered it, with the four corners hanging down neatly.

The blanket is the same color as the pillow, with a brown cartoon bear printed on it. The bear is sleeping soundly with its eyes closed, hugging the pillow, and a smile on its face.

Lin Ye lifted the blanket and gently placed the small bag on the bed.

The two-meter bed was large, but Xiaodouzi only took up a small part of it.

Then he pulled the blanket over her.

The edge of the blanket was tucked under her chin, and Lin Ye tucked everything in, leaving only her small face showing.

Her small face was buried in the pillow, her hair spread out on the light brown pillowcase.

The little boy's eyes were almost closed.

She tried to squint her eyes as she looked at Lin Ye.

His lips moved, and his voice was so faint it was like a mosquito's hum.

"Godfather..."

Lin Ye moved closer, his ear close to hers, "Hey, little dumpling, your godfather's here."

"Will Little Douzi still see her godfather when she wakes up...?"

That's a very good question—

Lin Ye felt a lump in his throat.

The sour feeling surged up from the deepest part of my nasal cavity, like being punched straight to my eye socket, which instantly burned.

His Adam's apple bobbed twice, and his lips were pressed into a thin line, turning white.

He pulled up a chair and sat down.

Then he reached out and took her hand, which was outside the blanket.

That hand was small, cool, and had prominent knuckles.

"able."

Lin Ye's voice was a little hoarse.

He cleared his throat and repeated himself, his voice louder and more determined.

"Of course! Godfather won't leave. Godfather will stay here with Little Douzi."

He tightened his grip on her hand slightly, enough for her to clearly feel the warmth of his palm, but not enough to hurt her, and then continued speaking.

"When Little Douzi wakes up, she'll see her godfather as soon as she opens her eyes!"

Xiao Douzi's lips curled up slightly.

The arc was so small that it was almost imperceptible unless you looked closely, like a pebble thrown into a lake that stopped before the ripples could spread.

Then she finally felt at ease, no longer resisting her heavy eyelids, and gently closed her eyes, her eyelashes casting a small fan-shaped shadow under her eyes.

Xiao Douzi's breathing gradually became even, her small chest rising and falling.

She slowly loosened her grip on Lin Ye's small hand.

After Lin Ye waited until her fingers were completely loosened, he gently pulled his own hand out, then tucked the small hand into the blanket as well, pulled the corner of the blanket up, and tucked it in again.

He sat there, leaning against the back of the chair, his hands folded on his knees, looking at Xiaodouzi.

The room was very quiet.

The curtains swayed, and the light purple fabric printed with stars and moons bulged up a little before deflating.

"System," Lin Ye said in his mind. "Is this alright?"

Yes. The strengthening pill has begun to work, aiming to induce a deep sleep state. The expected sleep duration is 24 hours, during which no intervention is needed.

Lin Ye didn't say anything more.

He shifted to a more comfortable position, leaning back in his chair, his gaze fixed on the half of Xiaodouzi's face that was sticking out from under the blanket.

Lin Ye watched quietly for a while, as if he was thinking about something, or perhaps he was just spacing out.

Then he suddenly remembered something.

"System, has Xiaodouzi's household registration been processed?"

He paused for a moment, then, as if struck by a sudden thought, his eyes sharpened with a cold glint.

"I want to change her surname."

Lin Ye said it to himself, enunciating each word with utmost seriousness.

"Ye Fan's daughter must never take that scumbag woman's surname!"

[Understood. The household registration process is complete; only the host needs to confirm before uploading.]

A curtain of light unfolded before my eyes.

The above is a preview page of a household registration booklet.

Name: Ye Ling'er

Gender: Female

Date of birth: April 2026, 10

Ethnicity: Han

Place of origin: XX Province, XX City

Relationship with homeowner: Other

……

Lin Ye's gaze swept across the lines one by one.

His gaze lingered on the name "Ye Ling'er" for a moment, and he nodded.

This surname is correct, it looks much better!

Then continue reading—

"February 26, 2026?"

Lin Ye was stunned for a moment, his brows furrowed, and two vertical lines appeared between his eyebrows.

"Wasn't this yesterday?"

He had experienced Xiao Douzi's birthday in Ye Fan's memory—it was the sixth day of the tenth lunar month.

He remembers it very clearly.

It's not October 26th.

[Due to the different time flows in the two worlds, when the host traveled to the Great Flame Kingdom, the local time was the sixth day of the tenth month of the fourth year of the Yong'an era in the Great Flame Calendar, which was Ye Ling'er's fifth birthday. Therefore, the system automatically set the birth date to that day in modern time, namely October 26, 2026. The host can modify it as needed.]

Lin Ye listened to those words.

He froze, as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water over his head, freezing his brain so that he stopped thinking.

yesterday.

When he went—

Is it Xiaodouzi's birthday!?

His mind began to uncontrollably flash back to the scenes from last night...

The corners of Zhaohua Palace were damp and covered with moss. There were cracks in the walls, and the wind howled as it blew in through the broken windows.

A tiny figure huddled there.

She was so thin she was skin and bones; her arms were like two withered tree branches, her legs like two chopsticks, and her ribs protruded one by one, like a washboard.

He was wearing old, patched clothes. He didn't know how long he had worn them; they were faded from washing. The hem was patched in several places with rough stitches.

The fat old woman grabbed her by the collar and lifted her up, her large, fan-like hand about to strike—