Chapter 95 Why is he crying?
Chapter 95: What is he crying about?
Deep within the icy abyss of the sea.
The deep waters held a cascade of silver hair, a slender, cold back, and a seemingly shimmering, cold light. From the waters below, layers of sharp, cold-blue dragon scales faintly emerged, each one dormant with immeasurable power.
Standing outside the icy abyss, the elder Changyi, with drooping tentacles, reported his findings to the figure in the water.
"When the original ancestral dragon bones transformed into rivers flowing toward the Five Mountains of Guixu, those five immortal mountains, controlled by the Heavenly Dao, have been floating in various parts of the waters. So far, I have only discovered the approximate location of one of them, Penglai, which should be in the southern seas, and—"
Halfway through Changyi's speech, the ripples of the barrier's water curtain stirred again.
The abstinent, oppressive face in the water finally slowly lifted itself up, opened its eyes, and interrupted Changyi.
"Why is he crying?"
The old man, stunned for a moment, followed Ying Shixue's icy gaze, puzzled, and looked towards the other side of the barrier.
The water curtain automatically parted like a rolling curtain.
Two water dragon beasts with black-scaled tails knelt outside the curtain barrier and reported the truth to their king.
"New Palace just sent word that they're sick and have been...crying to see you."
The dim light of the water reflected Ying Shixue's cold face. He remained unchanged, though a light frost formed under his eyes. He spoke calmly.
Then, the water curtain closed off the world once again.
...
He Zhimo cried for a long time at the stone gate, his little hands swollen from clapping, but the Crystal Palace remained closed, and no one came to open the door.
He Zhimo, fearing Shang You's distress, carried Shang You back to the bedside and stayed by her side.
Knowing that her tears would have no effect on her father, she suppressed them, refusing to cry out loud even when she felt wronged.
But when he heard the stone door behind him open, He Zhimo's moist eyes trembled, and he turned around with a glimmer of hope.
The person coming in wasn't Dad.
He Zhimo stared warily at the face of this person who looked very human. Compared to the black-tailed monster outside, he was not only not scary, but also very kind. Instinctively, he opened his small hands to protect the bed, fearing that he was here to hurt Shang You.
However, he spoke to comfort him, "Your Highness, I am Doctor Feng, and I am here to treat the little princess."
He Zhimo raised his head and glared at him, "What do you mean by Your Highness? I don't understand. How can I believe that you are here to treat Youyou? I want to see my dad!"
When Doctor Feng heard that the little cub was so scared and uneasy and still politely called him uncle, his eyes showed a little pity, but he told him truthfully, "The king will not receive you."
He Zhimo seemed to understand something, and some aggrieved words came to his lips, but in the end he said nothing. He bit his lip and stepped aside. He lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "You treat Youyou."
Doctor Feng then approached and used the tentacles sticking out of his sleeves to feel the pulse of the little princess lying on the bed. He was slightly relieved and said, "The little princess is fine." It's not a big deal, it's just the signs of premature dragon transformation, so your body temperature is abnormally high. It will return to normal after you wake up from a good sleep."
He Zhimo stared at Doctor Feng in front of him with a numb look. "What dragon..."
Doctor Feng could see that the little guy was still in shock, so he slowed down his tone and pointed to the pair of small dragon horns on his forehead and Shang You's legs together. "Your Highness, haven't you noticed yet? You and the little princess have more or less begun to show the characteristics of little dragons."
He Zhimo was even more confused. "But, but aren't You You and I phoenix babies?"
When Doctor Feng heard the word "phoenix", his face changed visibly, and his voice became a little colder than before. He lowered his head and reminded: "Your Highness, it's better not to mention these things in the future." "
Why can't I mention it? I was originally-"
He Zhimo hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly turned around and saw Shang You on Bei's bed, mumbling vaguely as if she had suffered a convulsion in her sleep, "No, I don't want to be separated from my mother..."
He Zhimo quickly squeezed back to the bedside and patted the back of Shang You's hand with his little hand, "You You, You You, don't be afraid, brother is here!"
Doctor Feng watched from the side for a while with a rather unpleasant look on his face, and finally sighed in his heart and quietly retreated.
And according to what the old man Changyi said, he issued an order, allowing the two cubs to come and go freely in the water in the future.
And He Zhimo watched by the bed for a long time with eager eyes. Although Doctor Feng said that Shang You would be fine after a good sleep, he was still very worried and did not dare to relax for a moment.
It wasn't until his soothing hands moved slightly that He Zhimo's eyes lit up. "Youyou, are you awake?"
Shang You, clutching her aching head, sat up from the bed and kicked her legs. She realized what had happened and pulled back the blanket. Her legs had vanished, replaced by a short, translucent blue dragon tail.
He Zhimo was stunned for a moment, then immediately looked at Shang You's cheeks, which puffed slightly with her short breaths. He knew Shang You must be terrified, and quickly used Doctor Feng's words to comfort her: "
Youyou, it's okay, it's okay. Doctor Feng said this is all normal. We're little dragons, so we have little dragon tails..."
However, before he could reach out to pat Shang You's shoulder, Shang You's little hand suddenly pushed him away. Then, with her little dragon tail half-curled up, she glared at him with red eyes and hatred, speaking in a trembling, baby voice.
"I remember everything."
He Zhimo was caught off guard and pushed away, staring at her blankly. "What do you remember?"
Shang You clenched her hands, sobbing, tears streaming down her face. "He broke my mother's tail feathers and snatched me from my mother's belly. He separated me from my mother..."
A nightmare from months ago, brought back to her mind by Hualong's convulsion.
He Zhimo's eyes rolled around helplessly, a little blank. "He is... Dad?"
The answer was self-evident. Shang You wiped the tears from her face with all her might, wanting to leave immediately.
But without legs, Shang You didn't know how to use the dragon tail for a moment, and almost fell off the bed. He Zhimo rushed over and hugged Shang You with open hands, "Youyou, be careful--"
But Shang You pushed him away again, curled up her young dragon tail and moved back, "I hate him! I will never forgive him!"
He Zhimo staggered once or twice in surprise, and tried to coax her: "Youyou, Daddy..."
"I don't want to listen!"
Shang You's shoulders twitched violently, and she interrupted him loudly with uncontrollable tears in her voice--