A square table is filled with whole chicken feasts including roast chicken and braised chicken.

Song Qianru held a chicken leg in his left hand and a bowl of chicken soup in his right hand. He stood on a stool and ate with his mouth full of oil. All the servants in the room were stunned.

Xihe calmly drank a sip of tea, not wanting to admit that it was a bit eye-irritating.

It is true that Song Qianru is a fox, but he has nothing to do with the Qingqiu fox, which is famous for its beauty. He is just an ordinary Tibetan fox with a square face, a big head, and a walking humor.

Almost twenty years ago, Master Shen Er met him in the mountains.

It is estimated that this fox was not very smart. Master Shen Er coaxed it into his home with a chicken leg and used that insignificant act to protect the Shen family.

In just over twenty years, the Shen family went from being a poor family to a family of officials.

In the meantime, it is one thing that the three masters of the Shen family dared to fight and take risks, but without the help of Song Qianru, this mixed-breed fox, even if they could develop, they would not have developed to this point.

The name Song Qianru was given to it by Master Shen Er.

Master Shen Er and his family definitely did a good job in worshipping Song Qianru. Of course, this was also because Song Qianru was easier to deceive.

"In the end, they locked him up anyway."

The dog is a little upset.

I guess after being an animal for so long, it can't stand seeing its own kind being treated like this.

Xihe didn't say anything. On the surface, it seemed that the original owner had a bad temper. Because she didn't want to marry Song Qianru, she got some medicine from somewhere and wanted to kill Song Qianru... Song Qianru was angry and wanted to run away from home, but was caught by the Shen family.

The Shen family was worried that without his protection, the Shen family would fall into decline, so they trapped him in Xiyuan.

But Xihe felt that things were not that simple. At least in her opinion, the original owner was ignorant, but Master Shen, who had been an official for so many years, was not the kind of ungrateful person. It was true that Song Qianru was easy to deceive, but he was very ruthless and would always ask about other people's mothers.

But Master Shen Er never got angry once.

Does Master Shen have a good temper?

He was the one with the worst temper among the three brothers of the Shen family, and was only slightly nicer to the original owner's daughter.

The original owner used to be jealous of Song Qianru, thinking that he had taken away her father's love for her. She disliked Song Qianru no matter how she looked at him and would curse him whenever they met.

Song Qianru did not suffer any loss either. If the original owner dared to scold him, he would scold back.

The original owner's mouth wasn't as sharp as his, and every time he got angry he would cry and run to complain: "Dad, Song Qianru bullied me!"

Song Qianru slowly followed, sat down on the stool, and threw a peanut into his mouth: "Hehe, what's wrong with bullying you? If you dare to scold me again next time, I will beat you up, believe it or not!"

“Pah, pah, pah, these peanuts are not tasty at all, Shen Er, I want to eat chicken!”

Master Shen Er smiled and said, "Okay, I'll ask the kitchen to make it for you later." His attitude was very casual.

In Xihe's opinion, Second Master Shen treated Song Qianru as his own child. Besides, Song Qianru was a clever guy after all. Although he had no other abilities, he at least had the instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm.

As a result, he was not prepared at all for Master Shen Er.

"Burp~"

Song Qianru was finally full.

Xihe silently pushed the teacup over: "Drink some water."

Song Qianru rolled his eyes at her and snorted coldly, "You're smart." After drinking it, he sighed in comfort.

Xihe: “…”

Just beat him to death.

Xihe decided to get straight to the point: "I was wrong before, I regret it now. I shouldn't have treated you like that. I will definitely treat you well in the future. Song Qianru, can you forgive me?"

"cannot!"

Xihe was a little dumbfounded. Isn't it easy to cheat?

"unless."

Song Qianru's eyes spun around, and he looked like he had something sinister going on. "Take me down the mountain to play! Watch a play, buy some candied haws, watch some acrobatics... prepare a whole chicken feast for me! Three meals of chicken a day!"

Xihe's brows knitted together: "Our family treats you like this, why don't you go back to the mountains?"

No matter what the reason is, if this happens again, he will be dead.

Song Qianru looked at her like she was a fool: "I have no worries about food and drink here, why should I go back to that barren mountain?"

It's all bare, not to mention pheasants, there are not even a few field mice. Is this the life a decent fox should live?

Besides, humph, the guilt she felt was about to overwhelm him. How could he miss such a great opportunity to kill someone?

Clap your hands,

Song Qianru stood up: "I'm going to bask in the sun."

Xihe: “…”

She followed him silently and saw him walk into the old courtyard as if he knew the place well. He ordered the servants to move the soft couch in the house to the sun, and then he lay down on it, leisurely.

For a moment, Xihe was actually a little envious of his heartless appearance.

After coming out of Song Qianru's yard, Xihe went straight back to the yard. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the house, Mrs. Shen followed him in, opening and closing her mouth. Several times Xihe thought she was about to speak, but she closed her mouth again.

Xihe looked at her with a confused look on his face, touched her head, then sighed and left the yard.

Xihe: ???

At night, she just lay down in bed and got up again.

The maid Taohua was startled: "Miss, what's wrong?"

Xihe put on her clothes and hurried to Song Qianru's yard. She tiptoed closer and saw a small figure climbing up with a grunt. She raised her eyebrows. Isn't this the little maid?

That’s right, the person climbing the wall at this time was Lu’er.

But she had no other choice. The people in the second lady's yard were as tight-lipped as clams and could not be pried open. She waited until dark and found out that Song Qianru had returned to the yard, and then she came.

It was a dark and windy night, and Lu'er used all her strength and finally climbed to the top of the wall.

"What are you doing?"

A voice.

Lu'er looked up subconsciously, seeing a square face.

Lu'er screamed, her hands loosened, and she fell against the wall - landing in a soft embrace.

Lu'er blinked and said, "Huh, doesn't it hurt?"

Xihe: "You're so heavy!"

Lu Er hurriedly got up and turned around. Sure enough, it was the Second Miss who was holding her back. Cold sweat instantly broke out on her forehead. "Second Miss?"

Xihe struggled to get up: "You should lose weight. Song Qianru, open the door!"

Lu'er's face turned red instantly. She, she was very heavy?

After an incense stick of time, the three of them sat in the yard. Xihe directly occupied the only lounge chair. Song Qianru was angry with a puffed face, scolding Xihe for not knowing how to respect the elderly and love the young. Only Lu'er was feeling uneasy.

"Second Miss, I, this servant wants to go back and rest."

"What's the rush? Let's chat for a while. By the way, who did you say let you into the Shen Mansion? Steward Li?" Xihe called out to Song Qianru, "Give me an orange."

Song Qianru was not convinced: "Don't you have hands?" He threw one over.

Xihe answered quickly, his eyes glancing at Lu'er, making her even more nervous: "Yes, it's Butler Li."

Xihe nodded: "Come to think of it, you look a bit like Butler Li."

"impossible!"

Lu'er stood up suddenly, very excited: "How could I look like Butler Li? I clearly..." She stared at the woman's face, which was as dazzling as a pearl in the moonlight, and was speechless.