Future Beast World: Becoming A Pampered Beauty-Chapter 312 - 251: Mommy Finally Came to Be With Me in My Dream Again

Chapter 312: Chapter 251: Mommy Finally Came to Be With Me in My Dream Again

"Ah!"

Hephis was startled awake by the sudden sensation of falling.

Just as he was about to hit the ground, the young man raised his hand, enveloping him in a golden light and gently guiding him into his arms.

The young man said to the servants who rushed over, "Aunt Anano is having another episode. Take her somewhere to rest quietly."

"My apologies for disturbing you, sir. The noble female must be thinking about the past again." The servant, who had served for many years, seemed momentarily dazed upon seeing the little lion cub, then returned to his senses and said guiltily, "When the noble female Anano first returned a few years ago, her hysteria was much worse. She was plagued by nightmares day and night. We thought she had almost recovered... Alas, it seems the trauma from back then is difficult to truly heal."

"Yes, take her away. She needs to rest well."

The servants led Anano away.

The young man carried the child out the door.

The Archbishop was still waiting.

The young man did not hand Hephis over. "I will perform the enlightenment for him myself."

The Archbishop was surprised, then remarked with feeling, "It is the child’s honor."

The enlightenment inheritance took a full month.

After the inheritance was complete.

The Archbishop looked at the sleeping little lion cub. He had undergone a marrow cleansing by the power of the inheritance, and the pair of frail wings on his back had completely transformed. They were now full and long, allowing him to fly through the air like a true Angel.

The Archbishop was reluctant. "Our clan hasn’t had an heir awaken their Angel bloodline in a long time. Even a mixed-blood Little Angel is incredibly precious. Are we really sending him away just like that?"

The Holy Envoy from before, named Noah, came over and interjected, "The Heaven and Earth Contract will naturally be voided if one party dies... He’s just a Beast King. We can just find another to take his place." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

He looked at the young man. "That Lion Beast truly doesn’t know what’s good for him. I’ll make a move tonight. No need to dirty your hands, sir."

"No need." The young man looked at the sleeping little lion cub in his arms. "This child... is not a Pure-blood Angel, after all. I am more curious about the Beast Mother who gave birth to him."

A female beast not of the Angel Clan was actually able to give birth to such an outstanding descendant.

The other Holy Envoys were also puzzled.

’If we could get our hands on his Beast Mother and have her mate with a Pure-blood Angel, perhaps she could give birth to a Pure-blood Angel,’ they thought.

The Archbishop said, "Unfortunately, that Beast Mother died during a difficult childbirth."

The young man stroked the cub in his arms. "His Beast Mother is still alive. I ’saw’ it."

"What!"

...

No one suffered more during that month than Duotu. He couldn’t eat or sleep, locking himself in his palace all day. He stopped attending court, growing haggard and losing a significant amount of weight.

The attending servants were worried sick. All the food they brought was thrown away untouched. Your Majesty’s refusal to eat or drink was alarming; his health was a serious concern. The last time he had been in such a state was in the days after the Queen passed away.

Back then, Your Majesty had held her body, weeping uncontrollably until he fainted.

After waking, he had ordered her to be buried.

Your Majesty rested for a few days after that and seemed to be fine. He resumed attending court to handle political affairs and spent his free time raising his child. He had just managed to overcome his grief, only for something to happen to the Young Master this time.

Your Majesty’s only precious heir, whom he had raised for so long, was taken away by the Angel Clan just like that.

Losing his wife, and now his son.

What Male Beast could withstand two such blows in a row?

Fortunately, what everyone feared most did not happen. A month later, the Angel Clan did not break the contract and returned the Young Master.

"Father!"

The little lion cub successfully spread his wings for the first time and flew down from the sky.

Duotu hugged his child, overjoyed to have him back.

"Did they do anything to you?"

Hephis shook his head. "No, I just took a nap. It felt like I slept for a very long time, and it was a really good, comfortable sleep... Hehe, those uncles also gave me lots of delicious Spirit Fruits. They were very nice to me!"

"Good, good."

Duotu checked him over carefully again. Once he confirmed there was nothing wrong, the weight in his heart was finally lifted.

Then he saw a faint golden wing pattern on the little lion cub’s forehead—the symbol of an Angel King Beast.

After returning the child, the Holy Temple Envoy left.

Duotu and his son resumed their peaceful life.

Sang Luo arrived on the Western Continent that very evening. She sensed that her son had returned and could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

’Well, since I’m already here.’

She decided she might as well go see her child.

There were some things she wanted to tell the little lion cub, and summoning him to her side without warning would be a bit reckless.

Sang Luo turned invisible and went to Taoyuan Village.

Inside the hall, the lights were brightly lit.

Sang Luo saw Duotu was also there, telling the child a story to lull him to sleep, so she didn’t go inside.

Sang Luo had intended to sleep in the Ancient Peach Tree like she used to, but she discovered the tree had been cut down at some point. In its place was a sea of blue irises. Blue irises... she remembered that the flower she had asked Duotu to pick—as a pretense to send him away while she gave birth—was also a blue iris.

It was a fitting symbol for their brief time together.

With nothing else to do, Sang Luo left and wandered around other parts of the Royal Palace. So many years had passed, but it hadn’t changed much from her memory.

Somehow, her wandering led her to the Imperial Mausoleum.

’Since I’m here anyway, I’m actually a little curious to see what my own tomb looks like.’

Seeing her own portrait hanging in the mausoleum, she felt a strange mix of emotions.

Her act back then hadn’t been perfect. Hundreds of years from now, when Duotu was buried and the mausoleum was opened, people would discover the tomb was empty.

Sang Luo then took a stroll through the Flower Forest Sea. When she lived in the Royal Palace, this was her favorite place. The landscaping was truly wonderful.

After wandering about, Sang Luo returned to Taoyuan Village. It was now late at night.

’The statue is a good spot, too.’

Sang Luo lay down beside the small stone lion, nestled in the statue’s cupped hands. Gazing at the starry sky, she drifted off to sleep.

When she opened her eyes again, the sky was just beginning to lighten.

It was five or six in the morning.

Duotu would be heading to court soon.

Sang Luo returned to the bedchamber. He was gone, leaving only the little lion cub still sleeping in.

She tiptoed to the bedside and looked at the little lion cub, who had grown a bit bigger than she remembered. She reached out and gently stroked his soft fur.

His fur was smooth and glossy like the finest silk—the fur of a Young Master who had been pampered and cherished since birth.

Duotu had truly taken good care of him. Even without a Beast Mother, he had given him a happy and wonderful childhood.

Sang Luo sat on the edge of the bed. She took out the piece of yellow pear wood she had broken off a tree the night before, then retrieved a carving knife from her storage space. Looking at the little lion cub’s charmingly naive appearance, she began to slowly carve...

’His mother’s skills have really improved over the years!’

’Look at that! The little wood carving looks exactly like the little lion cub!’

She was so absorbed in her carving that she didn’t notice the little lion cub beside her had woken up at some point and was staring at her blankly.

"Mo... Mother?"

He rubbed his eyes as if he were seeing things.

Sang Luo placed the wood carving on the table, then pulled the little lion cub into her arms. She ruffled his furry head and smiled. "Yes, it’s Mother. Are you happy that Mother is here?"

"I am! I haven’t dreamed about you in so long, I thought you didn’t want me anymore." The little lion cub nuzzled against her affectionately. "Mother, you’ve finally come to be with me in my dreams again."