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

Shu Jingwei frowned deeply and looked in the direction of the sound.

At the foot of the white jade steps, Yao Jingyuan was carrying a little girl who was crying, her face flushed, her hair disheveled, and she was thrashing about in his arms. He walked quickly with unsteady steps.

Who else could that little girl be but her most beloved youngest daughter, Shu Rou?

Yao Jingyuan's face was ashen, his hair was disheveled, and the front of his expensive brocade robe was soaked with tears and snot, and covered with dust. He looked utterly wretched.

Shu Rou in his arms was even more disheveled; her hairpins were askew, her carefully chosen clothes were wrinkled, and tears and snot were everywhere. She was still screaming and crying incessantly.

"I want to go there! I want to ride that flying horse! I want that colorful ball! I want it now! I want it now!"

Shu Rou's voice was high-pitched and thin, and she was sobbing uncontrollably.

Yao Jingyuan carried Shu Rou and quickly walked up the white jade steps, bowing respectfully. His forehead was covered in sweat, whether from anxiety or anger, it was hard to tell.

"Wow! Mother! Mother!" As soon as Shu Rou saw Shu Jingwei, she seemed to feel that she had found a backer, and her crying became even louder.

While Yao Jingyuan was bending over, he hurriedly kicked him in the face.

Yao Jingyuan winced in pain, let out a muffled groan, and couldn't help but loosen his grip.

Shu Rou immediately slipped out of his arms like an eel, took short steps, and ran crying towards Shu Jingwei.

Shu Jingwei frowned as she caught Shu Rou, who was lunging at her, and her gaze fell on Yao Jingyuan.

"How did it get like this?" Shu Jingwei's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling, authoritative aura.

Yao Jingyuan barely managed to steady himself, not daring to look at Shu Jingwei. His lips trembled slightly, and just as he was about to speak, Shu Rou shouted out first.

"Mother! Father is bullying me! He won't take Rou'er to that fun place! He won't take Rou'er to ride that flying horse! He won't take Rou'er to play in that colorful ball pit!"

She cried and shook Shu Jingwei's clothes violently, wiping her tears and snot all over the bright yellow dragon robe.

Shu Jingwei resisted the urge to pull her clothes open, her brows furrowing even more.

But looking at Shu Rou's face, which was covered in tears, she felt a strange and inexplicable emotion welling up inside her.

There was heartache, but even more so—resentment.

Her Rou'er, the princess she raised with her own hands!

How can she be worse than the daughter that Lin Ye took away?

Besides, Xiao Douzi was her child, and she was the one who abandoned her and left her in the cold palace.

Even if she doesn't want it, it's still hers. Why should an outsider pick it up, raise it to be plump and happy?

What is Lin Ye anyway?

How dare some freakish person who appeared out of nowhere raise her daughter?

She is Xiaodouzi's mother; she is the one who gave Xiaodouzi life!

Little Douzi should kneel at her feet and be grateful!

If those things are fake, fine, but if they are real, they should be presented to her and her Rou'er!

Instead of enjoying it himself, he was laughing like a fool in the arms of a stranger. He really showed no respect for filial piety!

Shu Jingwei gritted her teeth, various thoughts churning in her mind, until Shu Rou saw that she didn't reply for a long time and was crying louder and louder, which pulled her back from her thoughts.

"Alright, Rou'er, don't cry." Shu Jingwei came to her senses and quickly said.

His voice was trying to be gentle, but it still carried the intimidating aura typical of emperors.

"Look at you, crying like this! Where is your dignity as a princess?" She reached out and wiped away the tears on Shu Rou's face. Her movements were not gentle, and her fingertips were a bit too strong, making Shu Rou's delicate face turn a little red.

Shu Rou's crying subsided, turning into intermittent sobs.

She looked up at Shu Jingwei with tear-filled eyes, her eyelashes sticking together wetly, her lips trembling slightly, full of grievance: "But Mother... Rou'er wants to go play... Father won't let me..."

"Your father is right." Shu Jingwei glanced at the little boy still splashing around in the ball pit on the canopy and said calmly, "We really can't go to that place on the canopy right now."

Shu Rou's small mouth twitched, and the tears in her eyes looked like they were about to burst forth again.

But Shu Jingwei changed the subject, her tone suddenly becoming confident and proud.

"But how could Mother Queen not give Rou'er what she wants?"

She leaned slightly forward, looking directly into Shu Rou's eyes, a slow smile curving her lips. She continued, "Your Majesty, I will find the best craftsmen in the world to make you that kind of wooden horse."

"And I'll make you one of those pools too. Whatever you want, Mother Queen will make it for you."

Shu Rou's eyes lit up instantly, tears still clinging to her eyelashes, but the corners of her mouth already turned up in a smile. "Really? Mother Queen isn't lying to Rou'er?"

"When has your mother ever lied to you?" Shu Jingwei reached out and pinched her little face.

The Minister of Works, Du Mingyi, below immediately sensed something was wrong, and the next second—

His premonition came true!

A cold voice came from above: "Du Mingyi."

The sound wasn't loud, but it made him feel like his soul was about to fly away. He prayed silently and stepped forward cautiously.

"Your Majesty... is here..."

Shu Jingwei looked down at him, her tone casual, as if she were talking about something perfectly ordinary: "You saw the carousel in the sky and that ball pit. I'm giving you three months to build them for the princess."

Du Mingyi trembled, raised his head, and stammered, "Your Majesty... that wooden horse can turn by itself and move up and down. I don't even know what mechanism it uses... three months... I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?" Shu Jingwei's voice suddenly turned cold.

"I don't care what methods you use, or how much money you spend or how many craftsmen you recruit. Three months from now, I want to see Rou'er riding that wooden horse and playing in that ball pit. If you can't build it—"

She paused, leaned down, and stared intently at Du Mingyi's graying head, speaking each word softly, yet sending chills down the spines of everyone present:

"I will send your entire family, along with those useless craftsmen, to prison. Your entire clan will be executed."

Du Mingyi's face turned deathly pale instantly, and he collapsed to the ground as if his bones had been removed.

His lips trembled violently, uttering indistinct, almost inaudible sounds: "Your Majesty... Your subject... Your subject..."

"What? Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Shu Jingwei straightened up, a smile still lingering on her lips, a smile that was more chilling than her anger.

"Or does Lord Du believe that the princess of my Great Yan Kingdom is unworthy of such things?"

"I dare not! I dare not!" Du Mingyi banged his head on the ground, his forehead hitting the floor tiles with a "thud," tearing his skin and drawing blood down his nose.

"I'll get on it shortly!" Shu Jingwei waved her hand, as if shooing away a fly.

Du Mingyi stumbled back to the group, his face ashen, his lips trembling, his eyes vacant, like a walking corpse.

Shu Jingwei didn't even glance at him again. She raised her chin slightly, her gaze sweeping over the silent courtiers in the Taihe Hall square, and the corners of her mouth curled up even more.

What can't her great flames do?

A bunch of useless idiots. They won't work hard unless you put a knife to their throat.

Once that rocking ball pit is built, let's see what Lin Ye will have to brag about!

As for those craftsmen—it is their blessing to be able to give their lives for her Rou'er!

"besides--"

Shu Jingwei smiled and continued speaking, turning to look at the chief eunuch.

"Send someone to Linglong Pavilion and buy me all the latest toys. Nine-linked rings, tangrams, music boxes... whatever other new gadgets are available, buy them all for the princess to play with."

The chief eunuch bowed immediately and said, "This servant obeys the decree!" He then turned and ran off.

Shu Rou finally stopped crying completely, though her face was still streaked with tears, a smile had already blossomed on her face.

She threw herself into Shu Jingwei's arms, hugging her neck, her voice soft and sweet: "Mother Empress is the best! Mother Empress loves Rou'er the most!"

Shu Jingwei froze. The dust and dirt on Shu Rou's body rubbed against her dragon robe, carrying a faint smell of sweat and earth.

She was a little disgusted, but hearing Shu Rou muttering "I love Mother Queen the most," she didn't move and let her hug her.

Her gaze swept over Shu Rou's shoulder, glancing at Xiao Douzi still splashing around in the ball pit on the sky, a mocking smile curving her lips.

see it?

What can't her great flames do?

It's just an amusement park, how difficult can it be?

Moreover, she can buy more real toys for her Rou'er that she can bring back and play with forever!

No matter how wonderful that paradise is, it's nothing but an illusion!

Even if it were true, the fact that there were so many children there must mean that the owner of that place was very capable and built those places.

Lin Ye was just playing around with other people's things!

But her Rou'er, the princess she raised, could play with her many toys anytime, anywhere!

Lin Ye is not even as good as one of her fingers!

……

On the sky, Xiao Douzi finally climbed out of the ball pit.

She was covered in sweat, her bangs were wet and stuck to her forehead, but the tuft of hair on her forehead was still sticking up. Her face was flushed and her eyes were as bright as two stars.

Holding Lin Ye's hand, she went to play on the trampoline, then climbed the climbing frame, and finally ran back to ride the carousel again—this time she chose a white Pegasus, spread her arms, and "flew" around and around in the wind.

Lin Ye stayed by her side the whole time, occasionally taking pictures. When she got tired and came out to drink water, he would squat down and wipe her sweat.

After each activity, Xiao Douzi would run back and jump into his arms, chattering away about her experiences. Lin Ye listened with a smile, nodded encouragingly, and then chuckled as he picked her up and spun her around.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Ye finally led Xiao Douzi out of the amusement park in the sky.

Little Douzi was still holding the big white goose doll in her arms. Her face was flushed, and the wisps of hair on her forehead were wet, but she was in great spirits. Her eyes were bright, and she walked with a brisk pace, skipping and hopping.

"Little Douzi, are you having fun?" Lin Ye asked her, looking down at her.

"So happy! Super happy!" Little Douzi tilted her head back, smiling and revealing two rows of small white teeth. Her voice was crisp and clear as she began to describe just how happy she was.

She gestured wildly as she spoke, her arms and legs flailing, the goose plush toy bouncing in her arms, its wings almost flying off.

Lin Ye listened to her with a smile, then squatted down and tidied her hair. "Then your godfather will bring you here again next time."

"Okay!" Little Douzi nodded vigorously, nodding like a chick pecking at rice, his tuft of hair bobbing up and down.

The Great Flame Kingdom, beneath the heavens.

The children have stopped crying—not because they don't want to play anymore, but because they're tired of crying.

They just watched the little girl on the screen, watched her get off the carousel, climb out of the ball pit, jump off the trampoline, and watched her laugh so happily, so freely, so—enviably.

[Commoner Wang Datou: Is it over? Finally over? Now we can go home, right? My child cried himself to sleep, but it's so much quieter now.]

[Commoner Zhao Xiaotou: Who says otherwise? My kid's still making a fuss, but what can I do? I have no idea how to deal with these supernatural things!]

……

The comments scrolled by, almost all of them carrying a sense of relief that "it's finally over." The adults breathed a sigh of relief and exchanged helpless glances.

Under the eager gazes of everyone in the Great Flame Kingdom, Lin Ye stood up, took Xiao Douzi's hand, and walked forward.

However, they did not leave; instead, they turned around and went to a new place...