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Obsessively Raised by My Doll 119


Chapter 119

—What’s wrong with you?

—I’ve come to coax you.

This was simply the best love confession Lu Dieqing had heard tonight.

Her heart, which had been hiding a little grievance, suddenly became light. It was filled with warmth, happiness, and shyness.

Anger seemed to need a bit of continuity.

If the atmosphere was suddenly interrupted and other emotions appeared, it would be impossible to smoothly connect the before and after.

Before, Lu Dieqing had still been able to shed a few tears, but at this moment, holding the Ningning in her arms and meeting her gaze, she felt as if her soul had been sucked into those beautiful phoenix eyes.

Lu Dieqing annoyedly discovered that she couldn’t get angry.

Facing the rough wooden outline of the little doll, and facing Ningning’s own exquisitely beautiful face, which could be called a celestial fairy, were two completely different feelings.

Her attention would be distracted by beauty, and she would also subconsciously be shy, completely forgetting the previous anger and grievance.

Aiya, so unfair.

Ningning is deliberately using her face to tempt me.

Lu Dieqing tried to be a little more resolute, so she pressed her lips together and helped Zheng Xuening to stand up straight.

“…I’ll go close the door.”

Saying she was going to close the door was actually just an excuse to let herself calm down, to look away for a moment and collect herself.

Unfortunately, the girl was just about to turn around when she was immediately grabbed by the wrist by Zheng Xuening and brought back.

This time, it was Lu Dieqing who threw herself into Zheng Xuening’s arms.

The latter freed a hand, and with a light wave, the wind from her palm directly closed the door.

“Alright. No need to go close the door.”

She gazed into Lu Dieqing’s eyes, pinched the girl’s cheek, and asked softly, “Still angry?”

Her little rabbit seemed to have suddenly lost its anger.

Although she didn’t know what had happened in the short time she had switched her soul from the little doll to her own body, it didn’t stop Zheng Xuening from remembering the purpose of her special trip.

—To offer a humble apology.

It was a good thing they had been to the forbidden land and had obtained the legacy of the puppetry art.

She had just learned how to switch a living soul between a doll and her own body.

Learning more things was indeed useful.

Tonight, it had all been put to use. The most important thing was to come in time to coax this girl.

Being looked at with her face pinched by Zheng Xuening, and hearing her ask if she was still angry, Lu Dieqing’s little heart was pounding.

She pressed her lips together and answered in a small voice, “I’m angry. I’m not over it.”

As she said this, she didn’t look at Zheng Xuening’s face at all. The girl’s eyes were a little evasive, and her little hand was still clenching her own palm tightly.

As if to use a bit of physical pain to make herself be ruthless, and not seem too easy to coax and talk to.

Hmph, this is a big deal!

The little doll Xinxin is the Crown Princess Ningning!

This practically shook the foundation of trust between the two of them.

Lu Dieqing felt that she had to hold on a little longer and be a little angrier. Otherwise… otherwise, it would seem too unprincipled.

On small matters, Lu Dieqing was so easy-going she almost had no temper.

But on big, principled matters, she had to hold on and not be without a temper at all.

Her palm was being pinched so hard it was a little painful. The little girl almost immediately returned to her teary-eyed state, her clear eyes filled with a glistening light, so wronged that with a blink, the crystalline tears were about to fall.

“It’s been so long, and you never told me. It means you don’t care about me…”

Lu Dieqing blinked her eyes, and the tears rolled down like a string of broken pearls.

The girl’s exquisitely carved beautiful face was immediately cried into a mess, as if it had been fished out of tears. It was enough to melt a person’s heart and make it ache.

When Zheng Xuening was the Crown Princess, her heart was so cold that even a butcher who had been killing fish for ten years was not as hard-hearted as her. But when faced with her little rabbit’s tears, there were simply two words: helpless.

“I…” She had just moved her lips, wanting to coax her, but she accidentally noticed the girl’s tightly clenched palm.

Zheng Xuening was stuck for a moment.

I didn’t think of it. I really didn’t think of it.

The dazed and naive little rabbit would actually use a self-inflicted injury, and with a beauty trap, to make my heart ache.

Zheng Xuening was a little at a loss, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

“Don’t pinch your hand.” She lowered her hand and took Lu Dieqing’s little hand.

She pried open the girl’s soft fingers one by one, not allowing her to continue to pinch her palm.

The tears Lu Dieqing had managed to squeeze out were instantly broken.

Sob, sob, sob, I was discovered!

The girl was instantly so ashamed and annoyed that she buried her head in Zheng Xuening’s embrace, twisting and turning, wishing she could turn into a silkworm and hide in a cocoon.

Unfortunately, she was not a silkworm.

Zheng Xuening chuckled softly, her slender fingers gently holding the girl’s chin, not letting her continue to hide.

“You think carefully. What crimes have I committed? List them all out one by one tonight, so I can offer a humble apology.”

When she said the words “offer a humble apology,” Lu Dieqing’s little face was practically beet red.

She widened her almond eyes and looked up at Zheng Xuening with an accusatory look.

“…You’re bullying me.”

The ashamed and annoyed girl instantly turned into an angry little kitten that would show its claws to scare people, but her “awu, awu” had no intimidating force at all.

But Zheng Xuening just fell for her. Seeing her so ashamed and annoyed that she was about to turn into a cooked little crab, she couldn’t help but cough a couple of times and began to seriously soothe her.

“I’ll apologize first. I was wrong. I should have told you my identity earlier instead of deceiving you all along, so that you would feel a sense of disparity when you found out, and feel that you had been deceived.”

Zheng Xuening rarely spoke so much at once, but in front of Lu Dieqing, making an exception had apparently become a habit.

Lu Dieqing was indeed a very kind and well-behaved good girl. Hearing Zheng Xuening apologize so seriously, the little bit of an aura she had been trying to maintain was immediately gone, and she couldn’t get angry anymore.

Even if she pretended to be angry, she couldn’t do it.

She blinked her eyes, her soft and tender cheeks puffed out.

“Then can you tell me why you hid it from me before?”

She wanted to know the reason.

Behind every matter and misunderstanding, there must be a reason.

She was willing to listen to Ningning’s reason.

Zheng Xuening paused for a moment.

For a moment, Lu Dieqing almost thought that the Ningning holding her was about to turn into a beautiful sculpture, motionless, even her breathing had stopped.

She was a little panicked and sat up straight to look at the other. “What’s wrong with you?” her tone was one of unconcealed concern.

Zheng Xuening lowered her face, her long lashes covering her long, slender, charming phoenix eyes, her long hair scattered on her thin shoulders, her tone very light.

“I was afraid.”

These two words were light and airy, like the first snowflake of winter, with no weight.

But you knew that behind the snowflake was the meaning of the entire harsh winter.

Lu Dieqing’s heart immediately ached.

She raised her hand and pulled Zheng Xuening into her own embrace.

“What are you afraid of? Don’t be afraid.”

Just now, she had been pretending to be angry. Seeing Zheng Xuening’s low spirits and showing a vulnerable look, Lu Dieqing immediately opened her warm little embrace.

Zheng Xuening took the opportunity to lean against the girl’s shoulder, a few traces of complexity appearing on her cool and exquisite face.

“If I were just Xinxin, the doll you named, I could be sure that you would always care for me, that you belonged to me…”

“But if I were also someone else, the Crown Princess with a bad reputation in the eyes of others, I’m afraid of losing that pure care.”

She was more afraid of losing Lu Dieqing than she had thought.


Obsessively Raised by My Doll

Obsessively Raised by My Doll

被人偶疯狂饲养
Status: Completed Native Language: Chinese

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Legend has it that the most powerful of puppeteers can turn a doll, forged from their own heart's blood, into a living, breathing person.

The Little Princess is the daughter of a hostage prince. Born in an enemy nation, she has never known a full belly or a warm coat, only the constant scorn and abuse of the palace staff.

To protect herself and her parents, the Little Princess secretly learns the art of puppetry, creating a doll day after day with a drop of her own blood.

"Oh, little doll, my little doll... please come to life. I need you so much."

Every day, the Little Princess whispers her wish to the doll. A drop of fresh blood falls from her fingertip onto its pale, wooden lips, staining them like rouge.

Everyone mocks her for chasing a fantasy.

"You actually believe in something from a legend?"

"Only a fool like you would fall for such a trick!"

"It's not a trick," she thinks. "And I'm not a fool."

The Little Princess lowers her head, hiding her small doll behind her back as tears fall in silence. All she wants is a doll that belongs only to her—one that will never abandon or betray her.

Then, one day, those who bullied the Little Princess begin to suffer from endless misfortune.

At the same time, the Little Princess secretly discovers that her doll... seems to have come to life.

Even before it takes a physical form, the doll's intense possessiveness is clear. Every midnight, it loves to repeat, word by word, into the Little Princess's ear:

"You know this. I am your doll."

"I will never abandon you or betray you."

"I will only ever... possess you."

The Little Princess, seemingly frightened, just sniffles and burrows deeper into the doll's embrace, her young voice thick with emotion.

"I like it."

A trace of sated satisfaction flashes across the doll's exquisite face.

—This is the little human I'm raising. So very endearing.

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