The Universe’s Number One Healing Baby

Wagner was speaking in a voice message: “Ningning, a lot of people like your uncle! They even want to snatch him away!”

Ningning, who was a bit behind on the news, responded: “What?!”

Ningning said, “No, it’s not allowed. My uncle is mine. They can’t take him away!”

Wagner continued to pass on the message: “I saw a video of your uncle, and he looks really handsome, even better than the photos you showed me.”

“I heard your uncle is amazing, so everyone wants to snatch him.”

Ningning had no idea that his uncle suddenly became popular. He was petty and didn’t want to share his uncle with others.

Meanwhile, as An Nuo’s video spread widely online, in some places, certain people also saw the video.

After seeing An Nuo’s face, they were surprised and relieved, but other than that, they didn’t have any other impulses.

An Nuo was doing well now, and had become the queen of the Sixth Planet, with a partner who seemed to be love-struck...

They knew this information, and it was enough.

Ningning, who had been initially isolated from information, finally found his uncle’s account with Wagner’s report.

He didn’t know many characters that Wagner recognized, so he was confused when reading the comments.

“Hello, Jiefen...”

“Wife... Ha-ha...?”

“Ningning, it’s not ‘haha,’ it’s ‘si ha’! I recognize this character!”

While Ningning was on a video call with Wagner, Wagner promptly corrected Ningning’s mistake.

The two children chatted for a long time, and in the end, Wagner hesitantly asked Ningning, “Ningning, can you let Raphael change his wife?”

Ningning: “?”

Ningning was a bit puzzled. “Why?”

Recently at school, he just played “House” and Wagner blushed, saying, “I also want Uncle to be my wife!”

Among the kids playing “House,” there were roles for wives and husbands, and the wife must be the most good-looking kid!

After playing “House” for a while, Wagner felt that Ningning’s uncle was the best-looking.

Ningning said with a straight face, refusing, “No, you can’t!”

He was a little angry. “My uncle won’t be someone’s wife!”

Except for the wicked step-aunt, as Uncle had been his husband for a long time.

Wagner felt somewhat regretful after being rejected.

Sigh.

Because of what Wagner said in the end, the little child’s mood was a bit off when he hung up the phone.

When An Nuo finished bathing and came out, he saw a slightly unhappy Ningning.

He put down the towel he was using to dry his hair and walked over, asking, “Ningning, what’s bothering you?”

Ningning hugged his uncle’s waist and rubbed against him.

“Uncle, so many people want you to be their wife!”

Upon hearing the reason, An Nuo burst into laughter, “They are just joking, why did you take it seriously?”

On the StarNet, many people just playfully used terms like “wife” when they saw someone good-looking. He came across similar comments under other videos while browsing today.

Having not been on StarNet for a long time, An Nuo, who logged in for the first time, couldn’t help but marvel—

The netizens nowadays were really different from before.

In the past, most of his subjects were reserved and restrained. Even if they admired the royal family, they would never express it so directly.

Not like today’s netizens, passionate and unrestrained.

An Nuo picked up the little one and coaxed him gently.

As they were cuddling, the little child looked up and told his uncle about the winter camp.

“Uncle, the Ningning wants to go to the winter camp!”

“Okay, if you want to go, then go.”

In the past, the activities of the royal children were always limited. For the safety of the children, the royal family had to keep them under control, making sure they were always under their watchful eyes.

But this child right now was different from all the previous royal children.

This was a very healthy child.

An Nuo lowered his head and kissed the chubby face, asking, “Do you need an adult to accompany you to the winter camp?”

The little child shook his head. “No need for adults. Roy said we are big children now and need to learn to be independent!”

Upon hearing this, An Nuo fell into doubtful silence.

Could this chubby child he’s kissing really be independent without any adult around?

“Uncle, when Ningning goes to the winter camp, I’ll get to see the world.”

The little child spoke incessantly about the wonders of the winter camp, showing special interest in things he had never experienced before.

An Nuo was a good listener.

He didn’t criticize or oppose the little child’s excitement, but rather respected and supported it. However, before the winter camp, the little child had to attend kindergarten diligently.

“Uncle.”

Tired from talking, the little child leaned against his uncle’s embrace. He held onto his uncle, half asleep, and said, “Ningning rode a rocking car today.”

The little child, who had experienced the rocking car, asked belatedly, “Mom’s big brother is called uncle, but Uncle, where is Ningning’s mother?”

From a young age, Ningning had never seen his mother. With little hope of her appearance, he still longed for her deeply.

Those who haven’t experienced being a child would not understand the longing for a mother.

The questions asked by the sleepy little child pierced An Nuo’s heart.

He held the child in his arms tightly and whispered softly, “In the future... I’ll take you to the palace.”

The ruins of their palace had long been buried somewhere unknown. If he could find the ruins, perhaps he could locate the remains of his fellow royal family.

Then, Ningning could at least see his mother, as well as his other uncles, grandma, and grandpa. As for Ningning’s real father, An Nuo couldn’t figure out if he was dead or not, but he didn’t really care.

After all, his own father, Zhan Xi, had done a good job taking care of Ningning, and his life was not bad now.

“Uncle, Ningning misses his mother.”

“Uncle misses your mother, too.”

How could he not miss his own sister, who shared the same mother?

An Nuo gently patted Ningning’s back and stopped discussing this topic any further. He softly hummed a royal ballad, singing it for the child in his arms.

Listening to the ballad, Ningning unknowingly fell into a deeper slumber.

The night was quiet and prolonged.

An Nuo, lost in old memories, eventually made a call to Raphael. He whispered, “Raphael, I don’t want to talk. Just stay with me while I sleep.”

“Alright.”

Raphael didn’t bring up any conversation topics and simply kept him company in silence.

Two people’s breaths passed through the star device and reached each other’s ears. In the rhythmic breathing, they remained calm and silent.

Gradually, An Nuo also closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He had a very long dream. In the dream, his royal family was still intact, and all his relatives were there.

In the dream, the chubby little child, in front of the entire royal family, showed off by eating four bowls of rice in one go.

Never before had anyone in the royal family seen someone eat so much rice in one sitting. They were all shocked. They gathered around to check if the little fellow had overeaten.

With a face covered in rice grains, the little child patted his belly and proudly said, “I’m not overeating! I can eat another bowl!”

Hearing this, the family members were even more astonished.

The little child pulled the hands of the adults and let them feel his little belly. “Look, my belly is so round.”

He generously allowed everyone to touch his belly, but while they were doing so, the little child suddenly noticed his uncle in the crowd.

“Uncle can also eat a lot of food!”

Pointing his finger at his uncle, the little child happily boasted to everyone, “Uncle can eat several bowls too!”

All eyes turned to An Nuo in an instant. Feeling a chill down his back, he quickly denied, “No, I can’t. I can’t eat that much.”

Despite his denial, others insisted and forced him to eat three bowls of rice.

In the dream, An Nuo was forced to eat and suddenly woke up in fright.

Looking at the soundly sleeping little child, although he knew it wasn’t fair to vent on him without reason, he couldn’t hold back and playfully bit the little fellow’s cheek.

“I see you eat every day; now, I’m even dreaming about it...”

The little child, whose cheek was bitten, pouted and mumbled, “Meat.”

He wanted some meat.

An Nuo wiped his face, looked at him for a while, and then went back to sleep.

Time was still early, and they could sleep a little longer.

An Nuo’s life on the White Mist Star was very comfortable.

He didn’t have much to do; in the past, he used to do some activities, but now he’s prohibited from going out. His appearance was too outstanding, and if he went outside, he could be easily recognized.

Moreover, the attention about him on the star network hadn’t subsided yet, so at this juncture, he couldn’t appear outside too frequently.

With no activities outside, Zhan Xi arranged some tasks for him to do in the courtyard, such as helping Ling Qi prepare meals.

Their family had always been selling food; it’s just that what Zhan Xi sold was called “Weight-Loss Meals,” while Ling Qi sold the delicacies.

Ling Qi wasn’t much of a talkative person, so when he worked with An Nuo, they didn’t talk much to each other, but they still got along quite well.

The days passed like this.

As expected by Zhan Xi, the little ribbon tied to Ningning’s forehead disappeared on the third day.

“It’s almost time for the exam, Ningning. You should focus more.”

Huo Lin noticed Ningning’s distraction and promptly knocked on his head.

The knock wasn’t heavy, but Ningning still covered his head and complained, “Brother knocked Ningning silly. If Ningning becomes silly, I won’t do well in the exam.”

The exams hadn’t even started yet, and the little guy was already making excuses.

Huo Lin looked at him and wasn’t buying it. “Ningning, you said you would stick your final exam report on the wall.”

Ningning: “...”

Ningning made a noise, clearly not wanting to do it.

An Nuo, sitting at the desk, propped his chin with one hand, contemplating a question--

The members of their royal family had strong learning abilities, and they never had this kind of slacking off in their studies. Ningning’s current “slacking off” learning method must have been inherited from his biological father.

Thinking this way, An Nuo’s cheeks puffed slightly. He had told his sister a long time ago not to judge men solely by their appearance.

Unreliable.

Now, the offspring born turned out to be someone who disliked studying.

It had to be said that Ningning sometimes resembled his biological father in his tendency to shift the blame.

In his uncle’s eyes, all the good aspects of Ningning were inherited from their royal lineage.

And any slight imperfections must all come from inheriting his biological father’s traits.