Ye Shuangxue’s eyes widened as she looked at Ye Tian’s face in surprise.
At that moment, their faces were very close—almost touching. Looking at her own reflection in Ye Tian’s pupils, a strange feeling welled up in her heart… a sense of reliance and trust born from their blood connection.
Seeing his daughter staring at him, Ye Tian tightened the cotton coat wrapped around her and said, “If it were me at five years old, being bullied and falsely accused by so many people, I would’ve been so scared that I wouldn’t dare speak for months.”
“If they beat me or threatened me, I might’ve just admitted it.”
“But you, a little girl… you’ve really impressed me. As expected of my daughter—you’ve got backbone!”
Ye Tian grinned.
The usually silent Ye Shuangxue suddenly pursed her lips, and with a “Waa—!” burst into tears.
It was like someone who had always been alone, never cared for—able to endure everything by themselves. But the moment they were given even a little warmth, they could no longer hold it in. Being cared for and understood makes people fragile.
Her crying startled Xiao Jiang, who stood nearby. He looked up at his sister in confusion.
He knew Ye Shuangxue better than anyone. Since birth, he had never seen her cry like this. She had always been stubborn, never acting spoiled or weak. So what was happening now?
“Wuuu…”
Ye Shuangxue cried until her face was covered in tears and snot. Ye Tian held her tightly, gently patting her back.
“Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid. From now on, with me here, no one will ever bully you again.”
“No one ever again!”
There was something almost magical in Ye Tian’s words. Ye Shuangxue sobbed uncontrollably, only to realize she was leaning against his chest. Embarrassed, her face flushed red—her ears turning red as well.
The little “demoness” was actually shy?
Ye Tian smirked.
Seeing that expression on his face, Ye Shuangxue’s face immediately turned cold. Pretending to be aloof, she said, “You helped me this time. Next time, I’ll help you. I don’t take advantage of people.”
“And as for Shen Jie… one day, I’ll tear him apart with my own hands.”
Xiao Jiang carried his sister’s boots and followed behind Ye Tian. His small face was filled with envy as he looked at Ye Shuangxue. In all his life, Ye Tian had never held him before. With shoulders that broad… they must feel very warm, right?
Noticing the footsteps behind him had stopped, Ye Tian turned around and saw his youngest son staring blankly at his back. He paused and called out, “Hurry up.”
“Okay!”
Xiao Jiang responded and ran forward with his short legs. When he reached him, Ye Tian bent down and lifted him up with one arm.
“You… aren’t you injured?” Xiao Jiang was both nervous and shy. His face flushed red, his eyes darting as he occasionally glanced at Ye Tian. At such a close distance, Ye Tian’s face seemed enlarged before his eyes, filling him with both fear and longing.
Just two days ago, Ye Tian had been beaten badly. For the past couple of days, he had been limping and panting even while walking. Could he really carry two children at once?
Xiao Jiang felt a little worried.
Ye Tian laughed. “This little injury is nothing.”
“Your dad is strong!”
He boasted shamelessly, even as he limped along. Ye Shuangxue glanced at his legs and said disdainfully, “Put me down. Who wants you to carry me?”
“You stink so much you’re making me dizzy.”
Seeing his daughter’s look of disgust, Ye Tian sighed helplessly. Xiao Jiang also blushed and said, “I want to get down too. You should just walk by yourself.”
“…Alright.”
Ye Tian put on a disappointed expression, crouched down, and set the two children on the ground. Pretending to be pitiful, he sighed, “Ah, I’m so miserable. My own son and daughter both dislike me. I’m all alone in this world…”
As he spoke, he kept making exaggerated faces, secretly watching the children’s reactions.
Hearing this, Xiao Jiang immediately panicked, waving his little hands anxiously. “No, no! That’s not it!”
“I don’t dislike you, I really don’t!”
Seeing the child’s adorable flustered look, Ye Tian grinned and rubbed Xiao Jiang’s head before standing up. “Looks like Xiao Jiang loves Dad the most. And Dad loves Xiao Jiang the most too.”
Love?
Xiao Jiang froze.
That single word made his whole body tingle, his scalp tighten, and even his hairs stand on end.
Such direct words—coming from Ye Tian—made his little face burn hot. His heart pounded wildly as he stood there, clutching his hands, completely at a loss for what to do.
“Tch, how mushy!”
Ye Shuangxue snorted coldly, shot Ye Tian a big eye roll, and turned to leave.
Looking at his fierce little overbearing flower daughter’s back, Ye Tian mischievously shouted, “Xiao Shuangxue, that’s from the bottom of my heart! Dad also really likes you—loves you a lot! You’re all my precious babies!”
Ye Shuangxue, who was jogging away, suddenly stumbled.
Flustered, she covered her ears with both hands and shouted, “I’m not listening! I’m not listening! Ye Tian, you’re so mushy! This is improper—completely improper!”
In her panic, she nearly tripped several times, blurting out random old-fashioned phrases she didn’t even fully understand.
Her childish voice, imitating a pedantic scholar while shouting “improper,” made Ye Tian laugh so hard his stomach hurt.
“Hahaha…”
Watching his daughter’s awkward retreating figure, Ye Tian burst into laughter.
In this feudal world, where etiquette was strict and emotions were expressed subtly, people acted rigidly and valued propriety above all. Words as direct as his were practically shocking—no wonder the children couldn’t get used to them.
Looking out, the entire world was blanketed in white.
This land of extreme cold had trapped the children’s childhood. If possible, he wanted to take them away from this place as soon as he could.
Ye Tian narrowed his eyes, gazing into the distance.
Seeing him lost in thought, Xiao Jiang assumed Ye Tian was hurt by what had just happened. Feeling guilty, he tugged at Ye Tian’s clothes and asked softly, “What are you thinking about?”
“Actually, I…”
The child wanted to say that he liked Ye Tian too, but the words stuck in his throat, as if someone was covering his mouth—he simply couldn’t say them out loud.
Looking at his son’s flushed little face, Ye Tian suddenly said slyly, “Of course I’m thinking about how to spend all this money! So much money—it’s really giving me a headache. What should I buy first?”
As he spoke, he patted his chest where the bracelet was hidden.
Watching his back, Xiao Jiang was speechless.
Alright… he had worried for nothing!
In the original story, Shen Jie wasn’t supposed to appear so soon.
After Ye Shuangxue was sold, Shen Jie deliberately informed Ye Yunting, putting on a righteous front and saying he would go with him to the beast arena to rescue her. Both of them were beaten badly. To avoid implicating Shen Jie, five-year-old Ye Yunting stayed behind in the arena, becoming a slave there.
Xiao Jiang, unable to find his brother and sister, thought he had been abandoned—leading to the later tragedy.
But Shen Jie, after returning, accused Ye Tian and won over public support, as well as Fang Shenghu’s loyalty.
Later, because of “helping” the three children, he gained many benefits. It even led to the adult Ye Yunting repeatedly tolerating him.
As for the bracelet theft—that should come later in the plot. In the original book, Shen Jie stole the bracelet, framed Ye Tian, and then hypocritically spoke in his defense, leaving Ye Tian branded as a thief. This caused Fang Shenghu’s disappointment. Later, Shen Jie repeatedly took credit in front of Ye Yunting, making it so that even after growing up, Ye Yunting could never hold his head high.
A complete villain!
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