Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 6 Good Results and Bad Results 5

Zhao Zhao was placed in a palace near Luo Chen's bedroom. To take care of him, Luo Chen specially assigned him four maids.

The maids put a lot of effort into decorating the little goddess's room in a very childlike way, the kind that most children would like.

But the little god didn't even look at it. His favorite place to stay was a dark corner, where he would often stay for a whole day without speaking or eating.

The maids were very worried about this situation, because even a divine child like him, who had no divine power, still had to eat at fixed times.

But the god refused to eat, and they couldn't force him.

Helpless, the maid Duan Yu mustered her courage and went to report to the busy God Emperor about the little divine child not eating.

On the high seat of the temple, Luo Chen was reviewing memorials. Upon hearing this, he rested his chin on one hand, his posture casual and elegant, and asked indifferently, "How long has it been since the Divine Child had a meal?"

Duan Yu lowered his eyes, not daring to look at him, "Your Majesty, it has been two days."

"Is he throwing a tantrum again?"

Luo Chen recalled the day he brought Zhao Zhao back; Zhao Zhao had a wronged look on her face, and neither spoke to him nor ate.

Duan Yu dared not presume to know the thoughts of the divine child, even though he was still young.

He replied honestly, "Your Majesty, this humble one does not know."

Luo Chen's brow twitched slightly, but he ultimately put down the book he was reading.

In a flash, they arrived at Zhao Zhao's bedroom. Standing at the entrance of the palace, which was decorated in a very childlike manner, Luo Chen hesitated for a moment before going in.

Using his divine sense, he instantly spotted Zhao Zhao in a small corner.

“Zhao”.

Zhao Zhao curled up with her knees drawn up to her chest, a posture that showed she felt very insecure.

Even when Luo Chen called him, he ignored her.

Luo Chen had never coaxed a child before; he didn't know how, nor did he have the energy.

With a cold face, he forcefully pulled Zhao Zhao into his arms, intending to take him out for a walk.

In the past, when he was in a bad mood, the thing he wanted to do most was to go and see the scenery. He thought Zhaozhao would like it too, so he took her out on his own.

Zhao Zhao buried her head in Luo Chen's chest, quiet like a soulless doll.

Luo Chen held him and spun him around for a long time, but seeing that he hadn't even raised his eyes, she sighed helplessly.

His handsome face no longer held its usual indifference.

For once, he softened his voice, "Whatever Zhao wants to do, as long as it's not excessive, I'll try my best to satisfy you."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhao's dull and lifeless eyes instantly lit up, "Su Su."

Luo Chen paused, his handsome brows furrowing again. "No."

Zhao Zhao gave him a look that said, "You're a liar," and her clear golden eyes slowly filled with tears again. Luo Chen sighed again, and his usually icy heart felt a rare pang of guilt in the face of the innocent child.

"Find another one, I'll definitely satisfy you."

However, Zhao Zhao didn't buy it this time and just kept crying to herself.

Seeing that Zhao Zhao's tears had all fallen onto Luo Chen's clothes, wetting a patch of cloud patterns, Duan Yu, who had been following her, quickly handed her a handkerchief.

Luo Chen took it, his movements clumsy but careful, gently wiping away Zhao Zhao's tears.

Zhao Zhao's fair face was red from crying. Luo Chen was really afraid that he would cry, so he coaxed him, "Zhao Mo, don't cry. I'll take you to play with the other divine children, okay?"

Zhao Zhao buried her head in his arms again, but she didn't refuse. Luo Chen thought so and assumed that she wanted to play with other little gods. So he ordered someone to summon the priests who had little gods in their homes.

"The divine children will arrive shortly. Would you like to have your meal now?"

Luo Chen used the gentlest tone he had ever used in his life. It was hard to imagine that raising a little god who was prone to mood swings was so difficult.

Seeing that Zhao Zhao finally nodded in response to him this time, Luo Chen breathed a sigh of relief for no reason. He thought it was strange that the God Emperor, who used to ignore everyone, was now happy to receive a response from the little god.

Yes, he was happy; he realized he was happy that Zhao Zhao was finally willing to talk to him.