Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 59 My Sadistic Brother 12

When Zhao Zhao woke up again, she found herself back in the underworld. Seeing the familiar decor of the room, she guessed it was Sang Yinuo's Young Emperor's Palace.

With no one around, Zhao Zhao, being timid, was a little scared. After waiting for a while and still not seeing anyone, he simply lifted the blanket to go find Sang Yinuo.

The Young Emperor's Palace was very large. Zhao Zhao accidentally entered a room that was completely dark with no lights on.

Zhao Zhao was afraid and didn't want to stay long, but she tripped over something when she went out.

With a loud bang, something shattered.

Zhao Zhao sensed something was wrong. He stepped on another piece of that thing, lost his balance, and instinctively reached to the side for support. But then, he pulled another thing to the ground and dropped it.

Moreover, this accident triggered a chain reaction. In the dark, Zhao Zhao stood blankly at the door, listening to the series of "bang bang bang bang" sounds coming from inside. She estimated that about a dozen items had been broken.

Zhao Zhao could only hope that the items weren't valuable, otherwise the owners of these things would probably go crazy.

Adhering to the principle that one must take responsibility for causing damage, Zhao Zhao overcame her fear of the dark and did not leave, but sat there waiting for someone to deal with it.

The noise was quite loud; I reckon it won't be long before some maids come running.

Thinking of the pale-faced maid, Zhao Zhao took a deep breath and silently curled up into a ball.

On one side, Zhao Zhao huddled in a corner waiting for her master, while on the other side, Sang Yinuo, who had just finished her business, almost went crazy looking for someone.

Since Zhao Zhao fell into a coma, Sang Yinuo, feeling guilty for not taking good care of him, has been watching over him almost constantly. She has also been unfriendly to others. People in the underworld have been in a state of panic these past few days, fearing that they might offend the young emperor.

The maids serving the young emperor kept their distance, but today, the young emperor came looking for them with a fierce and gloomy expression.

"Have you seen the young prince?"

The maids lowered their heads, timidly replying, "No...no."

"Then hurry up and go find them!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Half an hour later, Sang Yinuo, who had already searched the eighteenth level of hell, suddenly received a message from her maid saying that the little prince was asleep in the collection room of the young emperor's palace.

Sang Yinuo's anxiety and fear suddenly subsided, but her anger surged up again.

You little brat! He thought he'd been dragged away by some blind evil spirit to replenish his body, but he actually ran off to sleep somewhere else!

Sang Yinuo rushed back to the Young Emperor's Palace from the depths of hell. The little brat was so timid; without him by his side, who knew how much he would cry.

As expected, on the way back, he heard Zhao Zhao's cries from afar. Sang Yinuo's expression tightened and he appeared in front of him.

Zhao Zhao sat on the bed and stretched out his arms for him to hug as soon as he saw him. When Sang Yinuo saw him, his expression softened. Holding him in his arms, his heart melted.

Zhao Zhao was sobbing uncontrollably, looking extremely aggrieved. Sang Yinuo, disregarding her own anger, softened her voice and asked, "What happened? What wronged you this time?"

Zhao Zhao choked up and said, "It was so scary, so many ghosts... They had so many eyes and mouths, and so many hands!"

After the maid found Zhao Zhao, she turned on the lights in the collection room.

All that could be seen on the ground were the limbs and fragments of evil spirits frozen into ice sculptures.

How could a demon that could be frozen into an ice sculpture and collected by San Yinuo be ordinary?

They either have many extra organs, making them grotesquely shaped, or they are so ugly that they are a sight to behold.

Because the ice sculpture was fragile, Zhao Zhao broke nearly half of it. He had just been sitting next to a pile of frozen limbs and fragments while waiting for someone.

In the darkness, I couldn't see anything and didn't feel particularly scared, but when the lights came on, that fear instantly surged into my heart.

Recalling it now, she trembled in fear, nestled in San Yinuo's arms.

Sang Yinuo also remembered the things in the collection room. Seeing how scared he was, she lowered her eyes and patted his head to comfort him.

"Those things scared Zhaozhao, didn't they?"

Zhao Zhao nodded, sobbing.

"Then I'll have someone destroy it, okay? Stop crying." Little crybaby.

The maids kneeling on the ground looked astonished when they heard Sang Yinuo speak so gently, finding it hard to believe that the unruly young emperor could have such a face.

However, remembering what happened in the collection room, they still reported to the young emperor, saying, "Your Highness, most of the things in the collection room have actually been destroyed."

The maid originally dared not speak up, after all, this was the young emperor's most interesting collection.

However, seeing that the young emperor seemed determined to destroy them for the sake of the little prince, they felt that it wasn't impossible to speak up.

Upon hearing this, Sang Yinuo squinted at Zhao Zhao and asked, "Oh?"

"Who did it?"

He asked the question calmly, probably because he already knew who had caused the trouble.

The maid hesitated and stammered.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhao took the initiative to admit, "I did it."

Thinking of those things again, Zhao Zhao's lips twitched, and she was about to cry again.

Sang Yinuo quickly said, "So what if it's ruined? I won't scold you or hit you. What's there to cry about?"

His eyes are all swollen from crying. This little rascal is either crying or on his way to cry all day long.

Zhao Zhao already knew that Sang Yinuo wouldn't blame him, so he pressed his advantage and said, "But they're so scary, so can we smash them all?"

Sang Yinuo paused, then said helplessly, "Yes~"

"Can you smash it faster?"

Sang Yinuo was helpless; she really couldn't do anything about it. "Yes, ma'am, I'll have someone smash it right away!"

Seeing this, Zhao Zhao finally nodded, satisfied.