Su Liumeng’s sudden transformation.
Countless stray thoughts flashed through my mind, and my emotions surged.
Si Zhiruo tilted her small head, watching the strange phenomenon Su Liumeng was experiencing. She suddenly blurted out, “Mama, is the bad woman about to defect and become a Heavenly Dao lapdog?”
Su Liumeng: “…”
‘I haven’t even said a word, and she’s already pinned such a big label on me.’
As expected, one truly could not afford to offend the Little Dumpling. The child’s particular brand of hidden malice was a bit much for anyone to handle.
“Don’t talk nonsense,” I said, staring at Su Liumeng as I carefully observed her.
However…
This aura felt more and more like the Heavenly Dao. My words didn’t feel very convincing.
Su Liumeng didn’t want to be labeled a villain. “The Heavenly Dao isn’t necessarily an enemy. At its core, the Heavenly Dao is just a fixed program. As long as it’s utilized correctly, it can even be converted into an asset.”
Upon hearing this, Si Zhiruo’s eyes immediately widened. She loudly complained to me, “Mama, look! Nothing has even happened yet, and she’s already starting to speak up for the Heavenly Dao. And she claims she hasn’t defected!”
Su Liumeng: “…” again.
I coughed twice, interrupting my daughter’s character assassination. “Let’s hear what Su Liumeng has to say first.”
“You likely already know quite a bit about my origins,” Su Liumeng said after a brief hesitation. “I’m still not entirely clear on the responsibilities I’ve been given, but I can guarantee I won’t stand against you.”
Su Liumeng was wondering if she was the final trump card left behind by the Creator God. If she were the final trump card, then her purpose couldn’t possibly be just to target Si Xinyan.
Su Liumeng added, “Moreover, I am an independent person with my own complete thought process. How could I be controlled into doing something against my will? I won’t do anything that doesn’t satisfy me, so there’s no way I could be your enemy.
“I’m more inclined to believe the Creator God’s plan is an overt scheme I cannot refuse. Only someone at the height of the Creator God could design such a plot. If it were a simple matter of mind control, He wouldn’t be worthy of the title ‘Creator God.’
“To address the two most pressing questions…
“There are two: Are we enemies with the Heavenly Dao, and am I on the side of the Heavenly Dao? I can answer the latter right now. I am definitely not on the Heavenly Dao’s side. If Baby isn’t here, what use do I have for the world? I will always stand by Baby’s side. As for the former, that requires a serious answer. The Heavenly Dao has always hindered countless people from breaking through their realms, which makes it sound like a villain. In reality, it is simply following fundamental rules. To take the final step, one must inevitably face the Heavenly Dao, but that doesn’t mean we can’t make use of it. In summary, the Heavenly Dao is a temporary enemy. After all, the fragments of the Heavenly Destiny Stone are still held by the Heavenly Dao, and we must reclaim them. My idea is simple: with my background, I should be able to utilize the Heavenly Dao to some extent and convert it into our strength. Given that we don’t have many chips to play against the Chaos Rules yet, I don’t want to give up this advantage.”
Su Liumeng spoke a long paragraph, and I couldn’t process it all immediately. After thinking for a while, I replied, “In other words, you’ve always been yourself. I’m relieved to know that. You remember that the Heavenly Dao is our enemy, but you also want to use your status as an innate spirit to gain some advantages for us.”
Su Liumeng nodded in agreement. “I’m now more confident that I can help Baby escape her fate.”
The Heavenly Dao was the primary enemy. Only by breaking through the Heavenly Dao’s blockade and obtaining a transcendent power similar to the Creator God’s would they have a chance to enter the Chaos and shatter the rules.
The tasks for the future became completely clear as the conversation drew to a close. A preliminary plan now had a solid framework.
Si Zhiruo listened intently, for once forgetting to smear Su Liumeng. When it came to her mother’s life-changing matters, she listened more carefully than anyone.
After a long while, she turned her head. “I admit you’re somewhat useful, but that’s all.”
She — Si Tongyu — would be Su Liumeng’s biggest hater.
A string of black dots appeared in Su Liumeng’s mind once again. The efforts she had made over the past few days seemed to have gone down the drain with that one sentence. This was the literal definition of trouble coming from the mouth.
She wondered how many years it would take to be accepted by the Little Dumpling.
I watched from the side with a smile. Others might not know, but how could I, as her mother, not see it? Si Zhiruo wasn’t as hostile toward Su Liumeng as she once was. With me acting as a mediator, it was only a matter of time before she was accepted. I even wanted Zhizhi to recognize Su Liumeng as her godmother.
However, there had never been a right moment, so I never brought it up.
—
After returning, Su Liumeng kept trying to find ways to please little Zhizhi. As for how to please the little princess, she naturally had to start with what a momma’s girl cared about most.
“I’ve found a clue for the recipe of the Beauty-Retaining Pill. I believe I’ll have it in my hands soon,” Su Liumeng whispered to Si Zhiruo, who was currently watching birds build a nest on the small island.
“Really?” Si Zhiruo’s eyes widened in surprise, but she immediately realized she had lost her composure. She squatted back down on the ground, her small face expressionless as she gave a soft hmph. “Why are you telling me? You should tell my mama first. I’m just my mama’s daughter…”
Su Liumeng’s brain stalled for a second.
‘How should I respond to get the perfect score?’
It was a situation difficult for any ordinary person to handle.
“Because we’re strategic allies. When I have any new results, I should share them with my partner immediately.”
Si Zhiruo’s small hands paused for a second. She still didn’t want to acknowledge Su Liumeng. “Oh, so you remember we’re allies? And yet you go behind my back to gossip about me to Mama. I haven’t forgotten that.”
“I was wrong about that. Doing something wrong deserves punishment, so my punishment will be that I must find a way to extend one’s lifespan. How about that?”
Si Zhiruo slowly stood up, her chin slightly lifted, indicating she didn’t want to talk to the bad woman for the moment. “Like I said, I’m just Mama’s daughter. Why are you telling me all this?”
Before leaving, the Little Dumpling pouted, and after some thought, she dropped one last line. “I’ll see how you perform. I won’t ally myself with useless people.”
That was just how our little momma’s girl was. Even though she claimed to hate someone, she would make an exception for anything involving her mother.
It was quite good.
Su Liumeng watched the little one walk away, her overall mood improving significantly.
Si Zhiruo walked along the outer ring of the palace, patting the dust off her small hands. She was a bit hungry. Where was Mama?
The young maid nearby looked at Zhizhi, her eyes still hiding a subtle sparkle. Who could refuse an exceptionally adorable human toddler? Especially when she stared at you with those big, cute eyes and spoke to you while taking tiny, adorable steps. Her lethality was an unprecedented 120%.
“Miss, are you looking for the Madam?” a maid asked proactively.
Si Zhiruo stopped. She was too lazy to spread her divine sense, so she simply waited.
“The Madam is currently in the west wing doing embroidery.”
Si Zhiruo was about to leave when she suddenly thought of something. She gave a sweet reply, “Thank you.”
The young maid clutched her heart, which was practically melting. Who wouldn’t love a polite little princess?
Ever since Su Liumeng’s status rose, the way people addressed Si Xinyan had also changed. Even though others still called Si Zhiruo the Eldest Miss, her image in everyone’s hearts was no different from a true little princess.
After all, the Su Family had two people in power, and now only one of them was willing to manage affairs. As the only daughter of Su Liumeng’s Dao companion… if she wasn’t a little princess, what was she?