The Imperial Concubine's Escape: The Adorable Baby Has a Waiter for a Father

Chapter 3: The Makeup Exam Girl Steals Answers at Midnight, Hearing "Pa Pa" Sounds, I Panic and Transmigrate

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While cursing the "beast-professor" in her heart, Cheng Xianxian fled in a blind panic, crashing into something in the corner of the laboratory in her confusion.

"Don't touch that!"

The beast-professor let out an exasperated shout, but it was already too late. Cheng Xianxian's body had already collided with his precious treasure—a semi-finished product he was currently experimenting on.

Under Professor Lin's astonished gaze, Cheng Xianxian vanished from the spot.

Cheng Xianxian felt her body hit something, and immediately after, she realized her body could no longer move. It was over, she was going to be caught...

It was just a pile of junk; it wasn't like she touched it on purpose.

Why had the beast-professor stopped chasing her?

A moment of confusion clouded Cheng Xianxian's mind, and she could no longer hear any sound in her ears. A piercing flash of white light flashed by, and she completely lost consciousness.

"Mother, I'm so hungry."

A small, pink, tender hand fumbled against Cheng Xianxian's chest. Mother, dear Mother, Feng'er wants to eat milk...

When Cheng Xianxian woke up, she felt an itchiness on her chest. She opened her eyes to look, and her brain went *boom*—it exploded.

Wh... what's the situation?

In her arms was a chubby, fleshy, adorable little treasure that looked like a small dumpling. Whose child was this?

So cute! Cheng Xianxian liked him instantly and was just about to reach out to pinch his fleshy little face.

The words spoken by the little cutie caused Cheng Xianxian to completely petrify.

"Mother, I want to eat milk." The little treasure's small head nuzzled toward her chest with practiced ease.

"Stop." Cheng Xianxian shouted, and the little thing stopped its movements in her arms. He lifted his face and looked at his mother in confusion. Today's Mother was so strange; the baby was hungry, and she didn't care.

Holy crap, someone tell me what's going on. This must be a dream. Cheng Xianxian blinked, and the little dumpling in her arms blinked as well.

Cheng Xianxian pinched her own face. It hurt. Could it be that she wasn't dreaming? She remembered clearly that she should have been in that perverted beast-professor's laboratory. How could she be here?

Her eyes were fixed tightly on the little thing in her arms, her brain having completely short-circuited; she hadn't even realized that the place she was currently in was not a laboratory at all.

"Mother, baby is hungry..." The little treasure blinked, and his eyes quickly turned toward his mother's swollen chest, pouting his little mouth as he prepared to find his mother's nipple.

Cheng Xianxian stared blankly at the little treasure's actions. Eating milk... isn't that just breastfeeding? She had never given birth; how could she have milk?

Even if she liked incredibly cute babies, it shouldn't result in a "milk-baby" being air-dropped into her arms.

What kind of situation is this?

"Reporting to the Side Consort, the Princess Consort has not yet risen," a voice came from outside the door. Cheng Xianxian hurriedly used her hands to pull her collar tight and looked toward the door.

"It's no matter. I am the Princess Consort's younger sister. You may withdraw. No need to serve." Although the woman's voice was pleasant, it carried a hint of arrogance.

Just as Cheng Xianxian was wondering who would be coming in, the door opened, and a beautiful woman dressed in bright red palace attire entered. She wore a high cloud-bun hairstyle, and her eyebrows were shaped like fine willow leaves. If not for the arrogance between her brows, she would have looked exactly like a Flying Apsaras from an ancient Dunhuang painting.

"Sister, you have risen quite late today." The woman walked straight to the chaise longue by the window and sat down sideways. Only then did Cheng Xianxian realize that the decorations in the room were not at all like the beast-professor's laboratory.

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