Inside the Dragon Clan’s palace, within the most magnificent queen’s bedroom, Bai Li stirred slightly after a whole night of drunken stupor, his brows twitching gently.
“Mm… my head hurts so much… That red wine last night was way too strong!”
He struggled to sit up, his mind still foggy, muttering before he was fully awake.
“I still need to get up and make breakfast for the three little ones… Huh? What the hell?! Where is this?”
Bai Li jolted awake instantly, shock flooding his face as he hurriedly looked around.
Beneath him was a grand velvet bed embroidered with golden patterns, while jewel-encrusted ornaments lay scattered around him.
The murals on the walls depicted dragons soaring through the sea of clouds, so luxurious it left him dazzled.
“Am I dreaming?”
Bai Li reached out and pinched his own cheek.
“So smooth! And it hurts! This isn’t a dream!”
His eyes widened as his heart skipped a beat.
Since when did my skin become this smooth?
And my hands… why are they so small and delicate?
And my hair—why is it so long?
This was absolutely ridiculous. Did I transmigrate again?
But this time there wasn’t even a truck involved—straight-up transformation on the spot?
Bai Li’s brain simply couldn’t process it.
He could only rant wildly in his mind, completely stunned.
Subconsciously, he reached toward his lower body.
The moment his fingers brushed a sensitive spot, he recoiled as if electrocuted, an uncontrollable cry slipping from his throat.
“Ah~”
It was over.
The familiar bulge that used to be there… had now turned into an inward hollow little sister instead…
What am I supposed to do now…
Click—
The door opened softly.
Long Jiu entered, carrying an exquisitely made meat dessert.
A gentle yet possessive smile curved her lips, her eyes filled with a motherly warmth and tenderness.
“My little baby, you’re awake?”
“Lo–Long Jiu? Little baby?”
Seeing the familiar figure was like grabbing hold of a lifeline—Bai Li’s eyes lit up instantly.
But the strange term of address and his current situation quickly left him confused again.
“What’s going on right now? Why am I in the Dragon Clan’s palace? And what happened to my body? Before I blacked out from drinking last night, I was clearly drinking red wine with you all. How did I wake up shrunk like this? And why are you calling me ‘little baby’?”
“Shh~ be good. Mother will explain everything to you slowly.”
Long Jiu sat down beside the bed and gently pulled Bai Li into her arms, softly patting his back.
Her fingers unintentionally brushed over the dragon-shaped mark on his chest, which had just condensed into form.
“Big Sister Bai Ning secretly injected you with vampire blood during your first embrace. Big Sister Zi Ya has long been eyeing you covetously too—they both wanted to turn you into their exclusive possession.”
She smiled faintly.
“So of course… I couldn’t afford to fall behind either.”
Bai Li listened with a completely blank expression and struggled to break free.
The moment he exerted force, however, he was tripped by the silk nightgown he was wearing and pitched forward.
Luckily, Long Jiu reacted quickly and caught him by the waist.
That single touch was enough.
Bai Li felt how slender his waist was, and when he lowered his head and caught sight of the delicate collarbones exposed by the neckline of the nightgown, his mind froze completely.
His cheeks flushed bright red in an instant.
“Y-You—this is rebellion! Utter rebellion! You unfilial daughters!”
Her voice cracked from panic as she pointed at Long Jiu, unable to form a complete sentence for a long while.
“Just yesterday I was still your three’s iron-blooded old father! And now you’re scheming against me just like Bai Ning and Zi Ya?! You even turned me into this neither-male-nor-female state? This is outrageous!”
“Father was never just theirs alone to begin with. You belong to all of us sisters.”
A trace of cunning flashed through Long Jiu’s eyes.
“If Sister Bai Ning can perform a first embrace, then of course I can use dragon-clan secret arts too.”
“I not only infused you with the purest dragon bloodline, granting you immortality and world-shattering power—I also turned you into my biological daughter.”
“That way, you’ll forever be my most precious trophy, destined to stay by my side and be lovingly spoiled by me.”
“W-What…? No way, no way!”
Bai Li covered her face with both hands in despair, her voice trembling with tears yet filled with absurd comedy.
“What did I drink last night—red wine or gender-change potion?! Did the heavens really go this far with the joke? From father to daughter—and not just any daughter, but my own daughter’s daughter?! This generational mess is completely insane! You’ve gone way too far!”
Long Jiu struggled to hold back her laughter as she brought the fragrant dragon-clan meat dessert to Bai Li’s lips, coaxing her gently like a child.
“Be good, my daughter. Eat something first to fill your stomach. You still carry your old memories, so you can’t truly accept this identity yet… nor can you peacefully enjoy being cherished by your mother.”
“W-Wait, wait, wait!”
Bai Li shrank back in fright, clutching her forehead and retreating like a startled little rabbit.
Her back slammed hard into the bedpost, making her gasp in pain as tears nearly burst from her eyes.
“Don’t! What are you doing? Suppressing my memories? Wouldn’t that mean I’d forget who I am entirely? What if I really start thinking I’m a dragon princess and end up calling my former daughter ‘Mother’? That would be mortifying! How am I supposed to face the world after that?!”
“It’s just for a little while,” Long Jiu replied softly.
“After some time, I’ll help you recover your memories.”
She gently pressed down on his struggling shoulders, her voice carrying an irresistible blend of tenderness and authority.
“Just be my little treasure in peace. You don’t need to worry about anything anymore.”
“Mother will make you the most delicious dragon-clan sweets, play with you, protect you, and let you enjoy true family happiness. Isn’t that nice?”
Before her words had even fully faded, Long Jiu’s eyes suddenly lit up.
Two brilliant golden beams of magic shot out like meteors, piercing straight into Bai Li’s forehead.
Bai Li felt a warm sensation spread across his brow.
The chaotic thoughts in his mind were wrapped tightly as if by cotton—memories of being a “father,” of the “three little ones,” of “Earth” rapidly blurring away.
The strength drained from his body, his struggles gradually coming to a halt.
The panic in his eyes faded, replaced by a clear, innocent haze.
His entire body softened as he leaned into Long Jiu’s arms, docile and pliant, like a gentle little milk kitten.
Watching the change in the person she held, Long Jiu’s lips curved into a satisfied smile.
She lowered her head and pressed a light, tender kiss onto his smooth forehead, her voice sweet enough to drown someone.
“Be good. From now on… just be Mother’s most cherished little princess.”