Chapter 25 When the sleeping quilt asked if the snow was soft...

Shi Wenzhe looked at them with a kind expression. Children are like cats and dogs; even when they're throwing a tantrum, they're still fluffy and adorable, especially a playful and lively child like Linglong.

Although the boy was not tall, he had already begun to grow taller, with long arms and legs, and his slender back supported his long inner dress, like a budding bamboo.

Shi Wenzhe's eyes lit up. This news was quite shocking to her. Five hundred years old and still looking like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, what age would he be when he grew up? She asked curiously, "When exactly does the demon race count as adults?"

"..." Linglong was speechless: "Is that the point?"

Hearing that Zhe was being unreasonable, she stepped forward and tugged at Linglong's sleeve: "Good brother, please tell me, I'm really curious."

Linglong stared at Shi Wenzhe with a complex expression, then glanced at the unconscious Qin Wenxue, revealing a hint of pity.

He opened his mouth, hesitated, and then said in a muffled voice, "A thousand years old, I suppose..."

"A thousand years old?!" Shi Wenzhe asked again, "Was he always a child before he turned a thousand years old?"

Linglong glared at Shi Wenzhe, not understanding what she was so excited about: "No... every kind of demon is different. My clan only grows up at a thousand years old, but others may not be."

"Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh." Shi Wen rubbed her hands together, looking at Linglong's chubby cheeks, her hands started to itch.

Linglong couldn't bear to look: "Alright, I see Qin Wenxue is alright for now, but as for you..." He looked Shi Wenzhe up and down, and she looked truly pitiful. Linglong shook her head and said, "You need to nourish yourself. Wait for me, I'll go catch a big bird for you to make soup." After saying that, she went out.

"How exquisite." Shi Wenzhe's heart softened. Peach Blossom Valley was a paradise, with picturesque scenery and kind-hearted creatures. Although Linglong was fake, he truly existed in this world. As long as he existed, he was real.

The soul is real, and so is the kindness towards people.

But what exactly happened, and why was Peach Blossom Valley destroyed? Shi Wenzhe gently stroked the hem of her skirt, a bad habit she had when she was thinking. The sunlight outside was bright and magnificent, illuminating the valley like a poem or a painting. She couldn't help but think, "If only time could stand still at this moment."

The cave quieted down again. Shi Wenzhe leaned against the wall and sat down next to Qin Wenxue. The firewood pile emitted the smell of ashes. In this small stone cave, there was her, the dog, and another person. Her heart was small, and she only cared about a few things. Now they were all here. No matter how unpredictable the world was or how many dangers lay ahead, Shi Wenzhe's heart was at peace at this moment.

She reached out and touched the corner of Qin Wenxue's eye with her finger, then touched the hidden red mole. When he closed his eyes, most of his cold aura disappeared instantly, replaced by a quiet and obedient demeanor that made people smile involuntarily.

A ticklish sensation came from the furry creature crawling and rubbing against his legs. Shi Wenzhe lifted a corner of his cloak and saw the little white dog staring blankly at him with its watery eyes. Its fur was messy but soft and clean. Qin Wenxue had protected it very well, but for a second when it saw Shi Wenzhe, its eyes were dazed.

Shi Wenzhe finally breathed a sigh of relief; the little white dog's awakening was a great comfort to her.

"You're awake," she said gently. Unfortunately, the little white dog seemed confused and didn't understand what had happened, looking bewildered, which softened Shi Wenzhe's heart.

"Little dog, come here." Shi Wenzhe beckoned to it.

The little white dog tilted its head, staring at the two people entwined in love, as if it was digesting something. After it finished digesting, it suddenly barked loudly at the air, as if it had been stimulated by something. Its fur stood on end, and its eyes were full of fear.

"Woof woof woof! Woof! Woof!" Ming Shu was terrified. Good heavens! Why is His Majesty lying in Shi Wenzhe's arms, looking like he's at someone's mercy?

Good heavens! Shi Wenzhe has absolutely no guts; he's so audacious that he dares to molest His Majesty.

"Woof woof woof! Woof! Woof!" Help, Yun Jin! I saw something I dare not look at! When His Majesty wakes up, I'll definitely be silenced! Waaaaaah, Yun Jin, help me!!!

"Puppy?" Shi Wenzhe tilted her head in confusion. "Are you scared?" She reached out and patted the spot next to her. "Come here with your sister."

Ming Shu: "..."

Ming Shu: "Sister? You're kidding me! I'm way older than you, how dare you even ask me that?"

"What are you yelling about? Are you cold?" Shi Wenzhe asked. She looked around and saw nothing. Shi Wenzhe felt a little tired and sighed. She had no choice but to take off the outer garment she had just put on. It was still warm from her body heat. Shi Wenzhe folded the outer garment and covered it with the little white dog, revealing her two bare white arms.

The sunlight was too bright, and the sight of Shi Wen's white arms was also blinding; Ming Shu's eyes were almost going blind.

It broke free from its coat, pushing it towards Shi Wenzhe with its paws, as if in rejection. Shi Wenzhe shook the coat and asked softly, "Aren't you cold?"

The little white dog tilted its head and looked at her quietly, as if to say, "I'm not cold, you can wear it yourself, human."

It turned its gaze to the unconscious Qin Wenxue, its tiny paws gently pawing at Qin Wenxue's palm, somewhat anxiously.

Shi Wenzhe hesitated for a while, unsure how to tell the little white dog, but finally told the truth: "Linglong said he was poisoned and has a fever, but don't worry, he has already taken the antidote and should wake up after a while."

She stroked the little white dog's head: "You're such a well-behaved dog."

"Awoooooo." The little white dog scurried forward on its four short legs and rubbed its wet nose against Qin Wenxue.

"Waaah..." he whimpered, "Your Excellency, Your Excellency."

Shi Wenzhe's heart softened at the sight of the cuddly little dog, but the little white dog took advantage of the situation and snuggled close to Qin Wenxue's neck, nudging him as if it wanted to crawl inside his clothes.

Shi Wenzhe wouldn't allow such a thing to happen: "You can't do anything inappropriate." She lifted the puppy by its hind legs and scolded, "Even though you're still small, you can't just look at a human's chest like that. Can you be a polite dog?"

"Woof woof!" Ming Shu barked twice, somewhat indignantly, as if to say, "You little demon, get out of here."

"What are you looking at? You're not convinced?"

"Woof!"

"If you're not happy about it, just bear with it. You're just a little puppy." She tucked the white puppy into her arms and gently comforted it, "Okay, it's warm here. Don't squeeze him anymore, okay? Be good." She then patted the puppy's head.

Ming Shu: "..."

Ming Shu cursed inwardly, "Shi Wenzhe, you idiot! You're really sick in the head! You told me not to molest him, but you molested me?!" The little white dog struggled violently, pulled its hind legs back, and yelped, "Shi Wenzhe, where are you touching?!"

Sometimes Zhe was puzzled, sometimes he didn't understand, but he still moved his hand away from the dog amidst the dog's indignant barks.

Ming Shu was already tired and didn't move in Shi Wenzhe's arms. He faced Qin Wenxue's direction and watched quietly, like a dragon guarding a treasure. He was actually anxious. The red line on Qin Wenxue's neck had become deeper and longer, as if it was about to break through the shackles on her shoulders and neck and grow straight up to his face.

Shi Wenzhe didn't know, but he did. Qin Wenxue was suffering from a flare-up of cold poison, and there was no antidote for it. Every time the poison flared up, Qin Wenxue could only endure it.

He would feel cold all over, his strength would be insufficient and his mind would be unstable, and even his magic power would be sluggish and he would be unable to use it. At that time, he was the most vulnerable. Every time the poison took effect, Yun Jin and he would stay by each other's side. There was a warm room in Qiyun Palace, which was full of thick blankets and warm fire cloud stones. Qin Wenxue would only feel a little better in the room...

Ming Shu suddenly remembered the first time Qin Wenxue was poisoned. At that time, he was on duty outside the palace when he suddenly saw the world turn cold and frosty. All the chirping of insects and birds was instantly silenced. He was so frozen that he split open three tails. The Thirty-Three Palaces turned into a world of ice and snow in the middle of summer.

He thought it was a killing formation set up by righteous people, but when he entered the hall, he found that Qin Wenxue was as if he had fallen into an icy lake. His whole body was covered with white frost and ice, and the furnishings in the hall were in a mess because of the ice crystals surrounding him. He was the only surviving life, but he was only left with a breath.

Speaking of which, it was thanks to Yun Jin's timely arrival that day that the Three Thousand Guests was a spiritual sword born from the Chaos Divine Fire. Its sword wind was like a raging flame, and when its spiritual energy circulated, it was like holding a hand warmer. Ming Shu disagreed with this statement and even had a fight with Yun Jin. Of course, it was one-sided. Yun Jin ignored him. That sword was clearly like a rogue, showing no regard for others. The fire it started could set the entire Demon Palace on fire and could burn him into fox jerky.

But thanks to the rogue Three Thousand Guest, it kept running and running until Qin Wenxue woke up. Yun Jin picked up Three Thousand Guest and pursed his lips without saying a word. In fact, he could tell that she was heartbroken. The surface of Three Thousand Guest was covered in dust, and the brilliance of the sword had dimmed. No matter how Yun Jin touched it, it would only hum occasionally.

Qin Wenxue silently stroked the three thousand guests, his eyes filled with thoughts he couldn't understand. However, from then on, in addition to indulging his little dog, the Venerable One also indulged that rogue sword. He was somewhat saddened, but Yun Jin would sigh with him, and so he and Yun Jin became friends.

Everything has changed now. Qin Wenxue has suddenly been poisoned again, but nothing has changed. He is still by her side. Shi Wenzhe, who suddenly appeared, must have had some good luck. He was not stabbed into a hedgehog by the ice shards. However, judging from this, the poisoning should have just begun and is still under control. Ming Shu can only hope that there will be no accidents later. Otherwise, if Sanqianke is not by her side and the frost suddenly rises, all three of them will be doomed.

Ming Shu sighed, but still managed to climb out of her arms and press herself against Qin Wenxue's chest, releasing her demonic power to soothe Qin Wenxue's disordered meridians.

The cave fell silent instantly. Shi Wenzhe placed his hand on the puppy's back to protect it, while Qin Wenxue slept peacefully in his arms. Looking at the dazzling sunlight and lush green plants outside, if one ignored the tragic scene of the group, there was a sense of happiness and peace.

She waited and waited, until the puppy in her palm fell into a deep sleep again. As the sun set and the firewood went out, the cave darkened. Shi Wen's legs and most of her shoulders were numb, but she didn't want to move. The melodious chirping of birds rang out outside the cave. Shi Wen gently closed her eyes and lowered her head as if she were about to fall asleep.