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A sweet little treat

A sweet little dumpling x an aloof, untouchable beauty

When Cheng Yu was little, she injured her head. Her father was the Great General Who Pacifies the Nation. When she was five, he died on the battlefield, and her mother followed him in death. Left without protection at such a young age, she was entrusted to the Duke of Wei's household by the family's old servant, who left in tears and later followed her master in death.

The duke's eldest son took her in as his adopted daughter. The household was large, and its rules were strict. Especially feared by the younger generation was her third uncle, Shen Qingyan, a man of impeccable character and renowned virtue. Any junior in the clan who fell into his hands would have to suffer, if not worse.

At some point, Cheng Yu began to dream of Shen Qingyan from time to time. In her dreams, he sat in a rosewood chair, one long leg bent, dressed in black, his face as fearsome as a demon's. He held a glossy black urn in his arms and slowly wiped it with a cloth between his long fingers. Beneath his feet, black satin boots ground a glaring head into the floor... After waking, Cheng Yu was so frightened that she kept her distance from him.

One day, she and some relatives her age sneaked out to have fun, but she accidentally fell into a lake and nearly drowned.

When she woke, the sound of lashes striking someone came from the courtyard, one after another.

Not one of the people who had snuck out with her escaped punishment. Their cries of pain rang out as the lashes fell, each blow harder than the last.

When the beating was over, Shen Qingyan entered the inner room at an unhurried pace. The whip in his hand was wet with blood, which dripped onto the carpet.

The little girl hid in the quilt, trembling as she held out her soft, pale palm.

"Third Uncle, Yu'er knows she was wrong."

The expected pain never came. A warm, dry hand covered hers, and the man's brows furrowed.

"Why are your palms so clammy? Are you feeling unwell anywhere else?"

Outside, someone lay face-down on a long bench, skin split and flesh torn, gritting his teeth in pain. "What? So much for treating everyone equally and rewarding and punishing fairly!"

Bonus Scene:

One day, someone saw something they shouldn't have. Beneath the leafy shade, Third Uncle gently bounced the delicate little girl in his arms on his long legs. His profile was tender, his voice low and husky. "Will you be their third aunt?"

Note: The male lead is reborn. The female lead died young in her previous life, and the male lead's personality changes drastically later on.

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