Yue Lao was miserable. He felt like his pure imp-like soul had been tainted by the little Flower God, “You want to top the Emperor?”
“No,” the little Flower God corrected, “ I want to be topped by him.”
Yue Lao, “……Don’t call me godfather anymore. I need to calm down.”
“Too late.” Little Flower God revealed an innocent smile. He ran with a bounce in his steps to the Flower God who brought tea over and took the teapot and tea. “Dad, I want to stay in Yue Lao’s home for a few days.”
The Flower God felt that it was strange, “It takes only two hours to fly from our home to there. Why do you need to stay with him?”
Little Flower God had his back facing Yue Lao and lowered his voice, “Grandpa Yue Lao has been too angered by the Emperor and was just complaining to me in tears. He is old and has no one to take care of him. I’m going to accompany him for a few days and talk to him.”
Yue Lao saw the Flower God showing a very worried look, but he still eventually nodded and followed the little Flower God over to him, “You don’t have to worry too much about the matters of the Emperor. It just happens that it will soon be the season for flowers to bloom in the human world. I have to make arrangements for the flower season and will not return home this month. It’s fine for my son to stay with you.”
Yue Lao’s brain froze: Stay with me?
His body stiffened as he watched the little Flower God intimately step forward and grab his arm, “Godfather, I’ll sleep with you tonight.”
Sleeping with Yue Lao was impossible because the little Flower God slipped away in the middle of the night.
Yue Lao persistently held his sleeve, “Zhenyun, if you go like this, the Emperor will not even let you pass through his door.”
“Who said I was going to use the entrance?” The Little Flower God asked in surprise, “Of course, I’m going to sneak in.”
Yue Lao expressionlessly let him go.
This child is too wild for me to control.
Old Flower, I’m sorry.
Yue Lao decided to go into seclusion so that he would suffer less when the plot came to light.