Transmigrated into a Heartthrob Novel and Went OOC Chapter 41

 Chapter 41

Fang Chaozhou was stunned for a moment. Then he realized something and sat up directly, looking at the little bun in front of him with disbelief. “Song Lianyi?”

Because he sat up abruptly, the little bun’s arm swing missed its target.

The little bun glared at Fang Chaozhou, tiptoed and tried to climb onto the bed, while still attempting to hit Fang Chaozhou. However, the result was an unstable center of gravity, causing him to fall backward.

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Fang Chaozhou suppressed his laughter after enduring it for a while. He flipped the covers, got off the bed, and picked up the little bun who was still lying on the floor.

Because he hit his head when he fell, Song Lianyi felt pain, and tears gathered in his eyes, finally unable to be controlled as they rolled down. But when he saw Fang Chaozhou, he quickly wiped away the tears with the back of his hand.

After helping Song Lianyi up, Fang Chaozhou walked to the table and took a look. As expected, the basin of water was already empty.

The puppet that had been soaked in water for a few hours had turned into a human.

He looked at Song Lianyi beside him. Song Lianyi now looked like a two or three-year-old child, wearing a miniature version of the dress he wore yesterday.

Adult Song Lianyi in the crimson dress looked charming, while the little Song Lianyi in the mini dress looked like a New Year’s painting doll, especially with the double buns on his head.

The New Year’s painting doll stared at Fang Chaozhou and started glaring at him again, gritting his teeth and saying, “Fang Chaozhou, don’t think that sealing me in this puppet allows you to do whatever you want. Once I get out of this puppet, I will find a way to punish you.”

The words sounded fierce, but with his face and the way he spoke, along with his childish voice, he couldn’t appear intimidating at all. It even made people feel a mix of amusement and laughter.

“You’re threatening me now, aren’t you afraid that I won’t let you out?” Fang Chaozhou said.

Upon hearing these words, Song Lianyi stopped talking and immediately rushed towards Fang Chaozhou with clenched little fists. However, due to his young age, his walking was unsteady, and if Fang Chaozhou hadn’t reached out and supported him in time, he might have fallen.

Song Lianyi was held by Fang Chaozhou, his anger not subsiding, but instead his little face turned red with fury.

Observing his unusual behavior, Fang Chaozhou instantly realized that the age of his physical body might be affecting his soul. Otherwise, considering Song Lianyi’s personality, how could he cry just because he hit his head?

He grabbed the small bun’s fist, who was still attempting to hit him. “Song Lianyi, I promise that your maid will release you. So, endure for this month.”

Song Lianyi raised his fair little face and stared at Fang Chaozhou, somewhat skeptical. “Are you telling the truth?”

“Of course,” Fang Chaozhou pushed him away slightly, “You are the young master of the Feng Yue Pavilion. Can I still keep you detained? Let’s endure this month together. After the month is over, we can pretend that nothing happened and go our separate ways.”

Song Lianyi remained silent for a moment, then finally released his fist. Seeing his reaction, Fang Chaozhou knew that he had agreed. He prepared to go to the adjacent bathing chamber.

However, just as he took a few steps out of the room, he heard a loud “thud” from behind.

Turning around, he saw Song Lianyi’s chubby little body hanging upside down on the threshold, with the sound he heard being the noise of Song Lianyi’s head hitting the ground.

This time, the crying couldn’t be suppressed.

Fang Chaozhou had never dealt with children before, and he became somewhat flustered. He quickly approached and lifted Song Lianyi up. As he lifted him, Fang Chaozhou instantly understood why Song Lianyi cried so miserably.

His forehead was cut, and blood was seeping out.

Fang Chaozhou reached out and placed his hand on Song Lianyi’s forehead, intending to heal his wound. However, after using his magic, the wound showed no signs of improvement; it continued to bleed. He quickly took out a handkerchief and covered the wound on Song Lianyi’s forehead.

Covering the wound with the handkerchief caused Song Lianyi more pain, and tears continued to stream down his face.

“It’s alright, don’t cry. The wound will stop hurting soon,” Fang Chaozhou tried to comfort him, but it was ineffective as Song Lianyi continued to cry. Feeling his scalp going numb from Song Lianyi’s crying, Fang Chaozhou felt at a loss. Just then, he heard footsteps.

“Ninth Uncle?” The voice of the incoming person was filled with surprise.

Fang Chaozhou paused, then turned around, only to find that the person was Hu Xiang. He had a fleeting thought of hiding Song Lianyi, but since he was still crying, there was no way to conceal him. He could only awkwardly smile at Hu Xiang.

“Nephew, why have you come so early?” Hu Xiang noticed the child next to Fang Chaozhou. He discreetly glanced at him before withdrawing his gaze and spoke gently, “The Emperor does not require a medicinal bath this morning, so Hu Xiang came to ask if Ninth Uncle would like to go to the palace after breakfast.”

“Alright, have someone call me when the time comes,” Fang Chaozhou replied, but he felt his sleeve being tugged.

It was Song Lianyi who pulled on it. He had stopped crying, and his small hand tightly grasped Fang Chaozhou’s clothes. “I want to go with you.”

Fang Chaozhou knew that Song Lianyi couldn’t be separated from him due to his current condition, so he nodded. “Okay, I’ll take you with me.”

Hu Xiang, who was nearby, became curious and asked, “Ninth Uncle, who is this child?”

Fang Chaozhou glanced at Song Lianyi and came up with a response, “He’s my… spirit beast.”

But before he could say the word “spirit beast,” someone abruptly interrupted him in a childish voice, “He’s my dad.”

Suddenly finding himself a father, Fang Chaozhou: …

Upon hearing this response, Hu Xiang clearly paused for a moment. “Ninth… Ninth Uncle, are you already married?”

“Yes, he and my mother became dao companions long ago,” Song Lianyi stared at Hu Xiang, his gaze unfriendly.

Hu Xiang smiled softly when he saw Song Lianyi’s eyes, and he walked over, intending to pat Song Lianyi’s head. However, before his hand could reach Song Lianyi, the latter had already taken a step back and hid behind Fang Chaozhou.

Hu Xiang’s hand paused in mid-air, and after a moment, he withdrew it. “Then I’m your older brother now. Tell your brother, what’s your name?”

Song Lianyi was about to answer, “Song…”

“Er Ya,” Fang Chaozhou’s voice drowned out the sound behind Song Lianyi.

“Er Ya?” Hu Xiang hadn’t expected that name and couldn’t help but laugh. Then, upon seeing Song Lianyi glaring at him, he added, “Er Ya, that’s quite a cute name.”

Fang Chaozhou bent down slightly and continued to cover Song Lianyi’s forehead wound with the handkerchief. “Nephew, go and have your breakfast first. We will enter the palace together later.”

“Ninth Uncle, would you like to join us? What about Er Ya?” Hu Xiang directed the last few words towards Song Lianyi.

However, Song Lianyi detested the old-fashioned name and didn’t recognize that Hu Xiang was calling him. When he heard the voice, he turned his face away. But as soon as he turned his face, he received a smack on his bottom.

“That’s rude. Your brother is speaking to you, and you should respond,” Fang Chaozhou said deliberately.

Song Lianyi froze when his bottom was unexpectedly hit, and by the time he reacted, Hu Xiang had already left. He looked at Fang Chaozhou in front of him, about to say something, but was interrupted in advance.

“You were the one who called me your dad, so according to seniority, you should address Hu Xiang as ‘brother,'” Fang Chaozhou removed the handkerchief and saw that the bleeding had stopped, then stood up. “Alright, you had two falls this morning. Take a bath first, and then we’ll bandage your wounds.”

Upon hearing the mention of a bath, Song Lianyi’s eyes flickered with caution. He shuffled his short legs backward, but he hadn’t taken many steps when he realized that Fang Chaozhou had already cast the Cleansing Spell.

“I’m done bathing. Now it’s time to bandage your wounds,” Fang Chaozhou took out bandages and powdered medicine for treating injuries from his storage ring. Just as he was about to reach them, his foot was stepped on. He couldn’t help but lower his head to see the small foot on his boot, and then he looked at the little bun glaring at him with anger. Without a word, he started sprinkling the medicine and bandaging.

He ended up using a bit too much powder, and Song Lianyi took a breath. When the bandage was wrapped around, tears welled up in his eyes again.

Fang Chaozhou’s hand paused for a moment, feeling that he was bullying the child. He could only softly coax, “It will stop hurting soon. Endure it.”

After tying the bandage, he casually made a knot, but little Song Lianyi, in his childish voice, spoke up.

“I want a bow tie. Redo it.”

Fang Chaozhou felt somewhat helpless but complied with Song Lianyi’s request and redid the bow tie. After finishing, Song Lianyi asked Fang Chaozhou for a mirror. He looked at himself in the mirror for a while and said, full of dissatisfaction, “It doesn’t look right. Can you redo it?”

“Then you’ll have to endure the pain again,” Fang Chaozhou mercilessly exposed the truth.

Song Lianyi pouted and handed the mirror back to Fang Chaozhou.

Having finally dealt with this little guy, Fang Chaozhou could finally go and take a bath. However, every step he took, Song Lianyi followed. This made Fang Chaozhou unable to help but turn his head and look at the little tail behind him.

“Why are you following me?”

Upon hearing this, the little tail’s mood soured. “I can only stay with you for now. Have you forgotten, Fang Chaozhou?”

“I’ll be in the adjacent room. Isn’t that close enough?” Fang Chaozhou was somewhat surprised.

“No!” the little tail said in a childish voice.

Upon hearing that, Fang Chaozhou had no choice but to turn back and grab Song Lianyi by the back of his collar. “Fine, but you’re walking too slow. I’ll carry you,” he said, disregarding Song Lianyi’s resistance, and lifted him up as he walked into the cleansing room.

“You can sit here,” he placed Song Lianyi on a chair.

Once he saw that Song Lianyi was seated, Fang Chaozhou went behind a folding screen to prepare for his bath. Just as he was about to remove his outer robe, he heard Song Lianyi’s childish voice again.

“I used to think that disciples from the Tian Shui Sect were all elegant and refined, but now that I think about it, you’re no different from me. Taking a bath in front of me without any shame.”

Song Lianyi probably thought that Fang Chaozhou was still the way he used to be and intentionally used that tone of voice.

Upon hearing this, Fang Chaozhou turned around and emerged from behind the folding screen. “You’re right. It’s not appropriate for you to sit here and listen. After all, you’re a young lady, not a real child.”

Without giving Song Lianyi a chance to speak, Fang Chaozhou cast a silence spell on him and then draped his own outer robe over Song Lianyi’s head.

After covering him with the outer robe, he pinched Song Lianyi’s chubby little face through the fabric. “Er Ya, once Dad finishes bathing, I’ll take you to meet Grandpa in the palace.”

With that said, he also blocked Song Lianyi’s hearing.

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Translator’s note: Four more to go! 

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