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

Lin Ye bent down, picked up the little bag, and walked towards the car with its lights flashing on the side of the road.

The car was parked on the side of the road, its body a deep, dark green, as if an entire ancient forest had been condensed into its body. It sat there heavily and quietly, and the surrounding air seemed to be isolated by its aura.

The car's iconic four round headlights were lit, and the huge chrome grille almost occupied the entire front face. The lines were strong and dignified, and the vertical bars were arranged neatly, gleaming with a restrained silver light in the sunlight.

Right in the center of the grille, the "B" emblem stands quietly, exuding its own majesty.

The car's lines are sleek, and its length of over 5.5 meters makes it look exceptionally long, a whole size larger than the cars next to it.

Lin Ye walked to the car, opened the door, and the side window automatically lowered by 2cm.

A faint fragrance, a blend of top-quality leather and walnut wood, wafts out—not strong, but instantly relaxing.

Lin Ye bent down, put the small bag into the car, and then sat down himself. The driver had already turned on the seat heater, so it was very warm to sit in.

The car is extremely spacious, with two independent seats in the back row separated by a wide armrest, like two thrones separated.

Xiao Douzi was placed on one of the seats, sinking into it completely. Her bottom and back were comfortably supported, soft yet not sagging, making her squint her eyes in comfort.

Lin Ye sat in the seat next to her and gently closed the car door.

A soft "bang," like a sigh.

The noise outside was instantly shut out.

The sounds of cars, people, and the wind—all were gone. The carriage was as quiet as another world, with only their breathing and the driver's breathing, and the faint scent of walnut wood wafting through the air.

Lin Ye turned to the side, reached out to straighten Xiao Douzi's hat, and straightened the crooked ball.

"Is it comfortable, little one?" he asked.

Little Douzi nodded vigorously, the little pom-pom on his hat swaying slightly. "Comfortable! Even more comfortable than that car last time? This chair is so warm!"

Lin Ye smiled, pulled her seatbelt over, and gently fastened it.

He then turned his head and said to the person in front, "Go to the CMB Center."

The driver in the front seat nodded slightly, without saying anything more. The car glided away silently, like a fallen leaf being lifted by the wind, so smooth that it was almost imperceptible that it was moving.

……

The live stream camera was pointed at the two of them, transmitting every frame to the Great Flame Kingdom.

On the sky, their faces were clearly visible.

In their eyes, another month or so has passed.

The eldest princess has completely changed.

When the celestial curtain first appeared, the eldest princess was a skinny, dirty little beggar, but now she has become a fair-skinned, healthy child.

Her skin was like a peeled egg, white, tender, and smooth.

The baby fat on his cheeks was plump and rosy, like a ripe peach, as if you could squeeze water out of it with a gentle pinch.

Her almond-shaped eyes were large and bright, with clear black and white, and long, curled eyelashes.

Her hair was smooth and shiny black, falling over her shoulders like a piece of silk.

The white wool coat made her look like a little snowman, and the little pom-pom on her hat swayed back and forth, making her extremely cute.

She looked up at Lin Ye, her eyes crinkling into crescents as she smiled, revealing two rows of small white teeth.

When Lin Ye helped her into the car, she wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned in and gently pressed her cheek against his, then shyly buried her face in her hands.

In the live chat, one exclamation after another floated out from the audience.

[Commoners and servants: The Crown Princess is living a good life now... She's completely different from when I first met her...]

[Wang Siliu, a commoner: Back then he was skinny and dirty, like a beggar, but now he's plump and healthy, you can tell he's been well taken care of.]

[Commoner Liu Wuba: Her cheeks are so rosy, she's even healthier than my child. That's wonderful, I'm so envious...]

……

Shu Jingwei looked at the comments on the screen, her face turning ashen.

Untouchables!

A bunch of lowly people!

What do they mean?

Are they saying that she, as a mother, is not even as good as an outsider?

Are you saying she raised her daughter to be a beggar?

Her daughter! The eldest princess of the Great Flame Kingdom! Only by her side can she live the best life! Only by enjoying royal honors! Only by wearing gold and silver, surrounded by attendants!

That Lin Ye is nothing but a mysterious sorcerer. What does he know? What makes him think he can compare to her?

She abruptly turned her head to look around at the two of them, her eyes filled with malicious malice—

They have no gold or silver, no servants or guards, they're incredibly poor! What will they do if they run into bad guys!

but--

Her gaze fell on the sky, and then on the little boy's face.

That face, smiling so happily, so freely.

An indescribable emotion welled up in her chest. She didn't know what it was, but it felt like something had stabbed her heart, leaving her feeling both sore and swollen.

She clicked her tongue and turned her face away.

……

Inside the carriage, Yao Jingyuan was also looking at the sky.

His hand was still gripping the carriage curtain, his knuckles white, the fabric of the curtain crumpled into a ball from his grip.

Shu Rou had stopped crying. She nestled in his arms, hiccuping intermittently. Her eyes were swollen like two walnuts, her nose was red, and her face was covered in snot, which clung stickily to the front of his clothes.

Yao Jingyuan ignored her.

His eyes were fixed on the sky, on the little boy's fair and tender smiling face.

That smile was like a knife, cutting into his heart again and again.

He looked at Lin Ye's black, gleaming car—

That carriage was so big and so long, bigger than any carriage he had ever seen, even more magnificent than the emperor's imperial carriage.

That carriage, without horses, could run on its own, and it ran fast and steadily, without making a sound.

In comparison, the royal carriage he was riding in, which was originally hailed as the best in the world, was simply a piece of junk.

As he watched the comments on the screen saying "The eldest princess is living a good life," he felt as if a red-hot coal had been stuffed into his heart, burning his insides and causing them to churn.

On what grounds?

Why should that bastard get to live a good life?

Why does Lin Ye have such a big car, such good roads, and so many things that he has never seen before?

Why is it that his daughter, who is a princess and has everything she could want, is treated worse than a bastard child who is left to die in the cold palace?

His teeth were clenched so hard they were grinding together, and the flesh on his cheeks was twitching.

What followed was regret.

He regretted not killing that bastard sooner.

He thought that her little child wouldn't cause any trouble.

He wanted Ye Fan to see—to see how miserable his daughter's life would be after he died! He wanted Ye Fan to die with his eyes wide open in disbelief!

Unexpectedly, Lin Ye appeared, and unexpectedly, that little bastard not only didn't die, but also lived a better life than his daughter.

Why doesn't she just be like her dead father!

Rotting! Smelling! Carried away by stray dogs! Not even a bone fragment was left!

Why can she still laugh? Why can she still eat well, dress well, and live well? Why can she still ride in that kind of car? Why?

Yao Jingyuan's chest heaved violently, making a whooshing sound like a bellows.

After a long while, he took a few deep breaths and suppressed his surging hatred.

fake.

all fake.

He kept repeating it to himself, like chanting a spell, or as if he were hypnotizing himself.

Those roads are fake!

Those cars are fake!

Those flowers and plants are fake!

Food, clothing, shelter, and transportation! They're all fake!

Everything! It's all an illusion! It's all sorcery! It's all a deceptive trick!

When Lin Ye's demonic power is exhausted and the sky can no longer be lit, those things will burst like bubbles!

By then, that little bastard will realize that she has nothing.

There were no roads, no cars, no pretty clothes, no cloud-like beds, no good food, and no so-called "godfather."

She will find herself still that little beggar who was abandoned in the cold palace, unwanted and uncared for.

It's even worse than that—because she once had it, and then lost it.

That would be a thousand times more painful than never having had it at all.

Yao Jingyuan's lips slowly curled up, revealing a sinister smile.

He was waiting for that day.