"Lord Zi, look at how much he resembles you. Right, the name. Lord Zi, what are you going to name the young master?”
"Name?"
She looked at the child in her arms who was focused on absorbing nutrients.
"Ji, Eight Cloud Ji. This is his name. I want him to be the princess of Fantasy Village.”
"Uh, no. Lord Zi, Ji, is a girl's name, right? Young Master is a man?"
"So what if he's a man? Can't you take it?"
"No…Lord Zi is a man…"
"I'll call you Eight Cloud Princess, Blue."
Using her hand to caress Ji in her arms, Zi revealed a blissful smile.
" I…" Looking at the young master in Lord Zi's arms, Lan expressed that she had already tried her best. When the young master grew up, she wondered how he would feel.
Actually, there was no need for him to grow up. The current Li Wuyue, no, he should be called Eight Cloud Princess. He was about to curse in his heart.
Half a year ago, he had already woken up and found out that he had actually become the unborn child of Eight Cloud Purple. He was already vomiting blood in his heart. What was even more ridiculous was that this Purple was exactly the same as the one in his imagination.
He had already thought of the ending. As expected, he had just arrived in this world today and was given a girl's name. One had to know that the word Ji represented the meaning of a princess.
However, he had just been born and could not resist his mother at all.
……
Five years later.
He had been born in Fantasy Village for five years. The baby had now grown into a little brat.
In the garden, Eight Cloud Princess was playing with Orange. His mother, Purple, and his future wife, Blue, were watching from the side.
Yes, Blue was his future wife. This was an order from her mother. As a Spirit-branded Retainer, Blue did not resist Purple's decision. Perhaps she had already thought of it.
Because in these five years, Lan realized that Lord Zi had changed. Everything had become centered around the young master. She was too lazy to even manage the great enchantment. If she had not reminded her many times, she would have forgotten about it.
"Big Brother Ji, come and catch me. I'm here, hahaha.”
To be honest, it was very easy for Eight Cloud Princess to catch up to Orange, but that would be no fun.
Eight Cloud Ji, who was 1.2 meters tall, was chasing Orange with her short legs, pretending that she couldn't catch up.
"You're so cute. Xiao Ji, come over to Mother. Mother has something to tell you.”
Eight Cloud Ji, who was chasing after Orange, stopped when she heard her mother's words. Then, she walked to her mother's side with a helpless expression.
"Come here and sit with Mother."
Purple patted her black stockings and smiled.
"I'm not young anymore. I refuse.”
Eight Cloud Ji directly refused this kind of request and stood to the side, looking at her mother.
Seeing that her son was acting up again, Purple glanced at Blue who was standing beside her. Blue also understood and went behind Eight Cloud Ji.
"Young Master Ji, you can't be like this. You're still young and should act like a child. At your age, you should be acting coquettishly in your mother's embrace.”
After saying that, Blue picked up Eight Clouds Ji from behind and placed her behind Purple's legs.
"Your clothes are all crooked. Come, Mother will straighten them for you. Oh, I forgot. Lan went to take out the set of clothes.”
" Mother, you…could it be…"
"What's wrong, Yun Ji? Did you see it?”
"Wow! I don't want to wear that set of clothes.”
When she woke up in the morning, Eight Cloud Ji found a set of clothes in her room. It was a red dress with white lace. He thought it was his mother's, but the clothes were too small. Now, he suddenly thought of something.
He was so frightened that he wanted to break free from his mother's embrace. However, as a top demon, how could Purple let his son break free?
"You can't run away. Little Ji, obediently put it on for me. Mother specially made this for you. You'll definitely be very cute after wearing it.”
"No…I don't want to be cute. I'm a boy. Mother, how can a boy be cute?”
Eight Cloud Ji waved her hands in protest, but Purple One didn't react to her son's protest. In fact, she was a little happy.
Soon, Lan appeared with a set of clothes.
"Lan, then let Xiao Ji change into it.”
"Wait…wait, I have to go back to change my clothes, right?”
"Lan is your fiancée. What are you afraid of?”
After saying that, Lan didn't give Eight Cloud Ji any time to react and went forward to change him into a red dress.
Then, she tied a red bow on both sides of her blonde hair and put on white lace stockings on both hands.
"Perfect."
Eight Clouds Purple's eyes sparkled as she looked at her son, who had changed his clothes.
"Oh right, there's also the most important parasol.”
Purple took out a small parasol from her space. It was exactly the same as Purple's parasol. The only difference was the size and color. Purple's parasol was purple, while the one given to Eight Cloud Ji was pink.
The sun umbrella was opened by Zi. There was a red ribbon tied to the edge of the sun umbrella, and there was a red bow tied to the ribbon.
"Come, take this."
Purple handed the parasol to Eight Cloud Princess.
Taking the umbrella, Eight Cloud Ji really wanted to give it up, but seeing her mother's happy face, she endured it.
"Come, come, pose like your mother.”
Purple also took out her parasol and made a pose. Looking at her mother's expression, Eight Cloud Ji knew that if she didn't do as she was told, she would be in even more trouble.
As he thought about it, he also posed in the same position as his mother. Lan, who was at the side, quickly took out her camera and took a photo of this scene.
Hundreds of years later, this photo became one of Eight Cloud Ji's dark history.
"Oh! Oh! Kawaii, as expected of my Little Ji.”After putting down the parasol, Eight Clouds Purple stuck to her and hugged Eight Clouds Ji, who was only 1.2 meters tall.
Although he was very unwilling in his heart, he was still quite honest physically.
In his previous life, he had been an orphan since he was young. In this life, he had a mother. Although this mother was very unreliable, her maternal love was not lacking at all. This was also why he could tolerate his mother's various actions.
"Young Master, you look more and more like Lord Zi.”
Lan, who was standing at the side, looked at the mother and son as they spoke.
In response to Blue's words, Purple said happily,""Of course. If he's not like me, who else can he be like? Do you think it's Little Yunji?"
"Don't mess around, Mother. I can't breathe. Do you want me to suffocate to death?"
Eight Cloud Ji said with a red face. Her mother had made her blush.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Little Ji."
After she had suffocated her son, Zi let go of him. Then, she carried her son with both hands and went to a chair at the side, letting Xiao Ji lie on her lap.
"If you spoil me like this, you'll spoil me.”
Eight Clouds Ji complained because her mother spoiled her too much. Even he, who had lacked maternal love since he was young, felt heavy about this motherly love.
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