Pampered By All In Different Planes-Chapter 302: After Dressing as a Man, the Bunny Spirit Ran Away Pregnant 12

"I know," Su Zhiruan nodded, ready to listen to the gossip.

The old butler shook his head mysteriously, stealing glances at Changqi and Feng Qing to see if they had heard their conversation.

Seeing that they were still arguing, the old butler began to recount leisurely.

"Among the five great Upper Gods of the Divine World, Shuyue is the only female Upper God. Long ago, there were rumors that she and our revered one share a deep connection," the old butler leaned against the trunk of a tree, his gaze vacant as though reminiscing about the past. Zhiruan didn’t interrupt, waiting for the old butler to continue.

"But in fact, based on my observations, Shuyue’s feelings seem to be one-sided. Our revered one keeps her at arm’s length. She’s often away, and every time she returns, she seeks out our revered one, who doesn’t see her," the old butler said succinctly as he shared the rest with Su Zhiruan, "Our revered one doesn’t like her, but for some reason, Young Master Feng Qing likes Shuyue and each time he comes to see our revered one, it’s as if he doesn’t want to let Shuyue be heartbroken."

Su Zhiruan nodded in understanding; this relationship was easy to comprehend.

Feng Qing secretly loves Shuyue, Shuyue secretly loves the Son of the Plane, but the Son of the Plane does not like Shuyue.

"How old is Young Master Feng now?" Su Zhiruan pondered a question. The five great Upper Gods had all existed since ancient times, but Feng Qing, as the young master of the Phoenix Clan, surely couldn’t be older than Shuyue.

The old butler displayed a look of frustrating disappointment, shaking his head deeply, "Young Master Feng is merely five thousand years old this year. He has only seen Shuyue once, yet for some reason, he has developed deep feelings."

Su Zhiruan: "..."

The Phoenix Clan’s Young Master is indeed extraordinary.

While the two of them were quietly exchanging gossip, suddenly, Su Zhiruan saw a hand push aside branches and walk in with measured steps.

The snow-colored robe on him seemed to stand out as the most beautiful in the entire world.

When the old butler saw someone coming, he quickly maintained a certain distance from Su Zhiruan, "Revered one."

"You may leave now," Changqi said to the old butler.

The old butler gave Su Zhiruan and Changqi a look full of gossip and hurriedly spoke out, "Yes, this servant will take his leave now."

No sooner had he spoken than the old butler hurriedly left the grove.

At this moment, only Su Zhiruan and Changqi remained.

"Revered one... Have you finished talking with Young Master Feng Qing?" Su Zhiruan felt the atmosphere was a bit odd and took the initiative to ask, "You are looking for me now because—"

"We have finished. He wanted me to see Shuyue, another Upper God. I refused," Changqi recounted the recent events; his dark pupils landed on Su Zhiruan, his explanation hurried, even to her ears, it sounded like he was making an explanation...

"...You don’t need to explain to me," Su Zhiruan didn’t expect her simple inquiry to result in Changqi laying everything out.

This gave her an illusion... Why did it feel like Divine Monarch Changqi now resembled a husband reporting his whereabouts to his wife...

"I wanted to tell you," Changqi saw her expression remain unchanged and finally breathed a sigh of relief internally, "Feng Qing is fond of Shuyue, but that has nothing to do with me."

Su Zhiruan obediently nodded her head.

"Let’s go then," Changqi parted the branches, indicating for her to go ahead.

The two fell into silence again, walking one after the other.

"Xiaosu," Changqi suddenly called her, "Did you know Feng Qing before?"

"I do, but I can’t say we’re close. The Young Master of the Phoenix Clan has helped me out several times," Su Zhiruan admitted truthfully.

"Helped you?" Changqi looked at her, "With what?"

Su Zhiruan smiled, "I said I admired you, my Lord, and wished to come to Changqi Palace to sweep the floors. It was the Young Master who made my dream come true. Later, in the Demon Realm, it was also the Young Master who came forward to assist me. We’re not close, but I’m grateful for the Young Master’s help."

When Changqi heard Su Zhiruan personally confess her admiration for him, he relaxed, but as she continued, he became tense again.

"What did you do in the Rabbit Clan, and why were you chosen to come here?" Changqi ascended the stairs, standing at the highest point, watching Su Zhiruan slowly make her way up, "Why were you selected?"

Regarding her identity, Su Zhiruan had prepared an explanation long ago. She was, after all, disguised as a man now. Since she was pretending to be a man, she had to have a man’s story, and she had readied such a reason long ago.

"If you wish to know, my Lord, I will tell you," Su Zhiruan recalled the elaborate story she had concocted quite some time ago, and began, "I am the lowest of nobles within the Rabbit Clan, bullied by many of my kin. Both my wife and my children are looked down upon by the noble circles—"

She didn’t finish her sentence when she saw Changqi suddenly widen his eyes, his fingers seeming to tremble slightly before he spoke, "Your wife and children?"

"That’s right!" Su Zhiruan blatantly lied, her smile bright, "My wife and our little bunnies. You know, my Lord, the Rabbit Clan has strong reproductive abilities. I have several little bunnies at home, and my wife loves me very much."

Changqi’s fingers, hidden beneath his sleeves, suddenly clenched tight, then just as suddenly relaxed.

"You have a wife and children, so why come here to do all this?" Changqi masked all his emotions, continuing to voice the doubts in his heart, "You and her, separated by distance, might even never return in this lifetime. Are you content with that?"

"I was the one who was chosen, but I’m quite satisfied," Su Zhiruan said, smiling happily, "If it wasn’t me, it would have been one of my children. I volunteered, hoping that my clansmen, seeing my service to the Lord in the Upper Divine Realm, would treat my wife and children kindly."

Her perfect explanation, originally meant to appease the old butler, had unexpectedly ended up being heard by the imposing Changqi Upper God himself.

"Hmm."

Changqi could not listen any longer; he turned around, his back looking somewhat lonely.

"You must be very happy," he said without looking at Su Zhiruan anymore, his voice detached, "I won’t insist on keeping anyone here. If one day you wish to return to the Rabbit Clan in the Demon Realm, you don’t need to tell me, just leave on your own."

Su Zhiruan was somewhat surprised; she hadn’t expected him to say such a thing.

"Thank you, my Lord." She bowed in gratitude. Out of curiosity, she ventured to ask further, "My Lord... have you ever had a companion?"

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Changqi glanced at her indifferently, "No."

"It is said that Shuyue Divine Monarch has taken a fancy to you," Su Zhiruan brought up the name tentatively, wanting to get a glimpse of what Changqi really felt.

"I’m not aware," Changqi’s gaze was fully on Su Zhiruan; he was preoccupied with the happy image of her with her wife and children, and continued absentmindedly, "Feng Qing is fond of her. I have no interest in Shuyue."

Though he spoke these words, his mind was already far away.

Indeed, happiness is being together as a family.

Then Su Zhiruan and her family must also be very happy.

To willingly serve in the Upper Divine Realm for the sake of his own small family, he must love his family dearly.

Changqi did not want to continue the conversation. He simply waved his hand, his expression weary, "All right, you may go."

"Yes."