The Two Hundred and Eighty Pound Fat Girl and Her Five Husbands C.312: Encountering the Cold Night

Just as Lin Zaozao was weakening and about to collapse from the electric shock, the recently invisible Gu Shan suddenly appeared by Lin Zaozao's side.

He placed his hand on Lin Zaozao's body, his black pupils now turned a bloody red.

The bloody red pupils glared at the black mist in his hand, filled with an unstoppable killing intent.

Was that damned creature the demoniac from the future that he spoke of, the one who intruded into this realm?

He truly hid deeply!

If he hadn't taken the initiative to show himself, he would never have discovered him. Hiding this deeply, no wonder his future self failed to find him.

It seemed he would have to be even more cautious from now on.

He could never allow Lin Zaozao to suffer that pain again.

"Little Priestess Mingzhu, are you alright?"

The little boy who covered Lin Zaozao with a robe glanced at Gu Shan and hurriedly supported the near-falling Lin Zaozao.

"I'm fine, Sister is fine."

After cursing the damned evil system a thousand times in her heart, Lin Zaozao finally steadied herself with the little boy's hand.

If she ever got to crush that evil system in her hands, she would definitely smash its brain.

"Little Priestess Mingzhu, you don't look well, do you need to rest?"

Facing the little boy's concerned gaze, Lin Zaozao turned her head and asked in confusion.

"How did you know I'm that Little Priestess Mingzhu?"

"The guards here told me just now."

"There are guards? Where are they?"

Lin Zaozao turned her head and looked around carefully.

"They're invisible in the shadows. Little Priestess Mingzhu, you're too young to notice them."

"Is that so?"

Lin Zaozao turned back her gaze and said indifferently.

"Little Priestess Mingzhu, are you alright? Do you need to rest for a bit?"

"I'm fine. Oh, my name is Lin Zaozao, you two can call me Zaozao, don't keep calling me Little Priestess Mingzhu!"

"My name is Han Ye, the prince chosen as the next heir. If possible, I'll call you Zhuzhu!"

"I'm Han Xibei, Han Ye's full blood brother."

The little boy standing by the door immediately joined Lin Zaozao and eagerly introduced himself.

"Han Ye, Han Xibei, nice to meet you!"

Due to the pain in her body, Lin Zaozao plopped down on the floor, looking up at the two little brats guarding her and saying perfunctorily.

As for her little husband Gu Shan, who knew where he had hidden himself.

Han Ye and Han Xibei watched as Lin Zaozao sat down on the floor. They exchanged a glance, then squatted in front of Lin Zaozao with serious expressions.

"Zhuzhu, the princes of Han Country must grow up alongside the priestess from a young age. The ruler of Han Country, Han Yunchuan, wants to choose either me or Xibei as the future ruler of Han Country.

So before we become the true rulers, we will accompany you as you grow up."

"Really?"

Lin Zaozao lay sideways on the cold floor, looking at the two young little handsome boys guarding her, and asked in confusion.

"You two, I just sprouted from a tree today and grew this big, and I can even talk. You saw it, aren't you surprised?

Don't you have the urge to burn me alive? If you want to burn me, then do it quickly."

"Zhuzhu, you're the next Head Priestess of Han Country, no one dares to lay a finger on you.

As for the changes in your body, it's not strange at all. The former priestess said you're the next Head Priestess nurtured by the Moonlight Flower Tree.

So no matter what unusual things happen to you, we shouldn't be surprised."

Han Ye looked at the pale Lin Zaozao half lying on the floor. After thinking for a moment, he reached out and carried Lin Zaozao up, walking towards a luxurious couch.

Suddenly being held by a handsome little boy, Lin Zaozao's eyes nearly popped out.

Oh my! Up close, this little handsome boy's face was truly exquisite. His temperament was so gentle, even she, a little brat with an adult soul, liked looking at him.

No wonder, that dead system had told her earlier that this little handsome boy named Han Ye was the official match for the world's Female Lead.

If there was a Female Lead in this world, was there also a Second Female Lead? Then what role did she, the transmigrator, play?

As Lin Zaozao blankly gazed at Han Ye's gentle jade-like face, her eyes clearly saw a black line wrapping around his head.

Seeing that black line, the puzzled Lin Zaozao reached out and touched it.

But when her hand touched the black line on Han Ye's head, that black line actually disappeared from her hand.

What was going on?

"Zaozao, can you tell me how you grew from a newborn to a three or four-year-old child in just two days?"

Han Xibei sat beside Lin Zaozao and poked her white tender face with his finger, full of confusion.

"I don't know either. I went to sleep, and when I woke up, I looked like a three or four-year-old."

Lin Zaozao turned her head to look at Han Xibei leaning against her. Just like Han Ye, there were a few black lines wrapped around Han Xibei's head.

Out of curiosity, Lin Zaozao placed her hand on Han Xibei's forehead. When her hand touched the black lines on his forehead, those black lines also disappeared.

"Han Ye, can you see the black lines on Han Xibei's forehead?"

"Zhuzhu, what did you just say? See what?"

Han Ye looked towards Lin Zaozao's hands but saw nothing.

"You can't see it? Just now, there were black lines on your and Xibei's heads!"

"What are you talking about, Zaozao? What's on me and Xibei's heads?"

Faced with Han Ye's confusion, after her words were automatically muted twice, Lin Zaozao instinctively felt that it was the evil system in her body playing tricks.

It didn't let her say it, but why?

After thinking about it, to avoid suffering physical pain, Lin Zaozao instinctively swallowed back the words she wanted to say.

"Zaozao, it's time to eat, are you hungry?"

Han Xibei leaned close to Lin Zaozao and carefully asked.

After all, in the Han Country, the status of a priest was more revered than the ruler. Moreover, Lin Zaozao would certainly become the next High Priestess after the old priest's passing.

As for him and his elder brother Han Ye, it was still unknown who would become the next ruler of the Han Country! Now that he was facing the next High Priestess, could he afford to be careless?

"Han Xibei?"

"What is it?"

"Who gave you such a name?"

"My father. Why? Doesn't it sound good?"

"It sounds good, but the name itself sounds quite poor."

"What do you mean by that? Lin Zaozao."

Han Xibei asked in confusion.

"Ahem! It's like this. Han Xibei, I know a saying that goes 'the poor can only drink the northwestern wind.' Your name already contains two of those characters, so I'm afraid you'll end up poor in the future!"

"What!"

Hearing Han Xibei's suddenly raised voice, Lin Zaozao tilted her mouth and instinctively turned her head to the side.

Her joke might have angered the young boy before her.

"Lin Zaozao, are you saying that I'll grow up to be poor?"

Seeing Han Xibei's eyes brimming with tears, Lin Zaozao knew that her flapping mouth had indeed upset him.

As someone with an adult's soul, she had managed to make a young boy cry. That didn't seem quite right!

"Lin Zaozao, will I really grow up to be poor?"

Han Xibei held Lin Zaozao's hand, his voice clearly choked with tears.

"No, no, I was just joking. Han Xibei, you shouldn't take it seriously!"

"Lin Zaozao, you are the Little Priestess Mingzhu nurtured by the Moonlight Flower Tree. Every word you say might come true in the future.

My wish is to become the future ruler of the Han Country. I don't want to end up a poor wretch!"

Hearing Han Xibei's sobs, Lin Zaozao slapped her own mouth as punishment.

How could her crow's mouth say such things to the poor boy? How could his great ambition and aspirations be destroyed by her loose tongue?

"Han Xibei, Little Xibei, don't cry!"

"Wah wah wah... I'm going to become a poor wretch, how can I not cry?"

Han Xibei turned away, continuing to sob.

"Little Xibei, didn't you say I'm a priestess? Since the words I speak might come true, then let me bless you now.

As long as you listen to me in the future, let me eat the delicacies first, let me play with the fun things first.

If I cause trouble and you have to take the blame for me, if I'm about to be punished and you have to take the beating for me, then you will definitely become a hardworking ruler unmatched by any in the past or future."

"Little Priestess Mingzhu, are you telling the truth?"

Han Xibei asked with tears in his eyes.

"It's truer than anything. If you don't believe me, I'll swear on it."

Lin Zaozao puffed out her little chest proudly and said earnestly.

Sitting beside them, Han Ye couldn't help but grin widely as he listened to the conversation between his younger brother and Lin Zaozao.

Ha! A hardworking ruler? He didn't need that.

He might as well modestly leave such a hardworking ruler to his mischievous younger brother!

His dream wasn't to become a ruler, but to be a regent king supporting his brother.

"Zhu Zhu, do you want to go out and eat something?"

"Yes, of course. But Han Ye, I'm only wearing your outer robe, and I'm completely bare underneath.

Although I'm young, I still have a sense of shame! Going out like this with nothing on would make me blush. How about that?"

"Then I'll have someone bring you clothes right away."

Han Ye smiled gently at Lin Zaozao, then turned and headed towards the door.

Catching sight of the smile on Han Ye's face, Lin Zaozao's eyes were about to pop out of her head.

Oh my! This boy Han Ye was already so exquisitely handsome at such a young age. When he grew up, he would undoubtedly captivate countless young ladies!

As Lin Zaozao gazed at Han Ye's retreating figure with starry eyes, the dead system's voice once again appeared in her mind.