Su Qingyi woke up and strangely transformed into a rag doll the size of a palm. The body is made of cotton wool and the eyes are bright and smart. Not only can it speak and run flexibly, but it also hides a lively aura that does not belong to a doll. But bad luck came one after another. As soon as she fell from the branch, she fell directly into the hands of the violent emperor Xiao Hengyuan, who was known to everyone in the government and the public. In order to avoid the bad fate of being burned as a monster, she resorted to wisdom and lied that she was a fairy in the heaven who strayed into the mortal world and was going through a calamity.
She originally wanted to gain a stable foothold as a fairy, obtain the position of national master, and help this paranoid tyrant step by step to wash away his anger, work hard, and transform into a wise king. In this way, she can complete the system's tasks and regain her true human body. But in the years they spent together day and night, the cold-faced emperor's guard gradually collapsed, and feelings quietly grew in his eyes. He sewed exquisite dresses for her with his own hands, and specially built an exclusive small swing for her in the palace garden. He always carefully held her in the palm of his hand and protected her, saying "fairy" gently, hiding a preference that could no longer be concealed.
As time went by, Su Qingyi gradually slacked off and simply refused to bother practicing anymore. Xiao Hengyuan, however, was willing to give away all his royal dragon luck that had lasted for several generations. He asked in a low voice every day, fully hoping that she would soon lose her puppet form and transform into a human form to accompany him.
When all the tasks were successfully completed and Su Qingyi regained her freedom, she immediately left. She just wanted to go far away and live in peace. Unexpectedly, the red-eyed emperor followed her breath across thousands of miles, reached out and hugged her tightly, and gently kissed her eyelashes with a warm kiss. His voice was hoarse and choked, full of humility and fear:
