Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

  Everyone was unusually surprised as they looked up at the sky.

  That was an egg!

  An egg flew out from the crown prince consort’s body and emitted rays of bright red light as it spun in mid-air.

  Mo Lian reflexively grasped Qiao Mu’s wrist and held it tightly in his own hand. Afterwards, he also looked up at the sky along with the crowd.

  After the egg spun in mid-air for a while, cracks suddenly started forming noisily on the shell.

  A red light spilled out and shot up to the sky, practically blinding everyone’s sight.

  Qiao Mu blinked once, and then twice. Suddenly, she pointed at the egg in mid-air and cried, “It’s about to come out!”


  “Shriek!” After another phoenix cry, the shell became even more damaged as it kept cracking noisily.

  *Pop.* The shell completely shattered, and each piece of eggshell was suspended in mid-air.

  Subsequently, a streak of fiery red burst from inside the egg, swathing it in a red fog.

  At the beginning, it was hard to make out the profile, so they waited for the red fog to suck in all the eggshells.

  It only took a short while for a brilliant crimson wing to extend out from the fog.

  After the wings were fully extended, they blocked out the sky, including the dazzling red sun and the pristine white clouds.

  “My Heavens! What is that?”


  “I-It looks like a phoe-phoe-, an ancient phoenix!”


  While spiraling in the sky with joyous cries, the phoenix’s long wings whisked out a streak of crimson flames.

  Only Miss Qiao knew that this little guy was currently howling, “I’m out, I’m out! I am finally out, woo-hoo!”


  Look at how happy he was. It must have been stifling inside the egg. Qiao Mu supposed as she looked at the fire phoenix whose size outclassed Qingluan’s.

  “Big Cyan, he should be one of your brothers, right.” Qiao Mu glanced at the little chick flapping in circles near her head.

  “Tut, we’re not part of the same clan. Look at that clown, how could he be one of my brothers.” Qingluan swept a contemptuous glance at the sky before flapping its wings and asking, “Master, Master, think of a name for him.”


  He definitely wanted to screw the fire phoenix over. After all, he was aware his master was normally meh when it came to thinking of names.

  “Egg, how about I call you Fiery in the future.”


  “No way, how could this one have such a girly name.”


  “Then I’ll just still call you egg.”


  Egg my butt! I’m not an egg anymore!/ The fire phoenix was so infuriated that it released a cry as it spiraled back and forth in mid-air.

  “So picky. How about Xi’er?” With how festive you look in fiery red, the name Xi’er1 really is apt, the little fellow ruminated.

  “Pfft……” Qingluan flipped around in mid-air from how hard it was cracking up.

  F*ck, what Xi’er. Whose little girl’s name was that!

  “Egg, Fiery, Xi’er—pick one.” Qiao Mu gave the final word, leaving no room for negotiation.

  The phoenix egg could only say in resignation, “Then Fiery.”


  Fine, getting called Fiery was thousands of times better than getting called Xi’er or whatnot!

  The ancient fire phoenix spiraled in mid-air. After it released a shrill cry, birds flew over from all directions toward the Marquis of Jiayuan’s Estate on Minshun Boulevard.

  Coming in clusters and flocks, they were of varied colors. They truly exemplified an extremely beautiful painting of all birds paying homage to the phoenix.

  The streets, which were originally dull and drab due to the withering plants, were instantly suffused with brilliant colors. The children were the happiest as they clapped and shouted on the sides of the streets.

  “Crown Prince Consort! Crown Prince Consort!”