Chapter 222: The Irritable Queen Mother vs. the Cold Imperial Master (5)

Ming Yan raised his eyebrows slightly when he found the wooden cage in the yard.

The man who had just saluted him was his trusted follower, Zhuo Xuan, who was also the housekeeper of the mansion.

Zhuo Xuan explained:

"Sir, this is a silver fox sent as tribute from another country. I heard it only appears once in a hundred years and is very spiritual, so the emperor sent it to you to entertain you."

"But this silver fox is very aggressive. Just now, when a servant was feeding it, the moment he put his hand into the cage, it scratched him to the bone."

Ming Yan was indifferent as usual: "Throw it into the backyard."

He has no interest in these fragile lives.

Zhuo Xuan nodded in agreement.

Just as Ming Yan was about to leave, the hem of his clothes felt tight, as if being pulled by something.

He lowered his eyes and glanced away.

The little silver fox in the cage reached through the gap between the bars, stretched out its two furry little paws, and tightly grasped the hem of his clothes.

The round, blue eyes were wet, revealing a pleading light, and the fluffy tail behind her was swaying gently, as if she hoped to stay by his side.

Ming Yan leaned forward slightly.

He pulled back his clothes and strode away.

"?"

Lu Cha's eyes were dull.

Am I not cute enough???

When he found that the cage was being picked up by a servant, Lu Cha immediately came to his senses, broke the bars roughly, jumped to the ground, ran away quickly, and soon disappeared.

The servant shouted in panic, "Butler Zhuo! The Silver Fox has escaped!"

"Go find him quickly! If you disturb the Lord, no one in the mansion will be in trouble!"

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In the study of the Imperial Master's Mansion, the air was filled with the scent of sandalwood.

Ming Yan leaned lazily on the chair, supporting his head with one hand and holding a book in the other, reading it carefully.

The sunlight streamed in through the carved wooden windows, casting a hazy and soft glow on his handsome face, yet still making him feel alienated and distant.

It's like the bright moon hanging high in the sky, giving off a sense of otherworldly coolness.

Ming Yan was flipping through a book and didn't notice that a small silver-white furry ball quietly slipped in from the wide-open wooden door.

Afraid of being discovered, Lu Cha tucked his tail between his legs and quickly ran to the table.

Fortunately, Ming Yan was sitting facing the window, so as long as he didn't turn around, he wouldn't be able to see the little fox trying to hide behind the table leg.

Seeing a plate of delicious cakes on the table, Lu Cha licked his lips lightly.

Taking advantage of the cover of a pile of books above, she nimbly climbed up the table leg, grabbed a piece with quick hands and eyes, and immediately slid to the ground to enjoy it secretly.

Crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, with a fragrant tea aroma.

Oh no!

The chef’s cooking skills are pretty good!

After eating one piece, Lu Cha was not in a hurry. He observed stealthily for a while before stealing the second piece.

Hehehe, it’s all me!

A moment later.

Ming Yan looked at the book without looking away. Relying on his memory, he raised his hand to pick up the teacup on the table. Just as he was about to drink, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a silver-white hair floating on the tea.

He tilted his head in confusion.

The plate that was once full of chestnut cakes is now empty.

Ming Yan could faintly hear the sound of chewing, and he bent down without moving his chair.

It just so happened that his eyes met with Lu Cha who was hiding under the table.

The little fox held a piece of cake in its mouth and each of its two paws, acting extremely greedy.

“!!!”

Why doesn't the little villain read the book properly? !

Lu Cha blinked innocently and stretched out his paw to hand Ming Yan a piece of cake.

Let’s eat together. You’re welcome.

But the next moment, she was blown away by a strong airflow.

Bang--!

Even though Lu Cha quickly adjusted his posture and fell on the soft cushion on the bed, avoiding the danger of breaking bones by hitting the wall, his body still felt severe pain.

Especially the chest cavity, which was shaken violently, and even breathing would feel painful.

Ming Yan's eyes were grim, and he gathered his internal energy in his palms again. Just as he was about to kill the little fox completely, he saw a very fast white shadow flash by.

He attacked quickly, but his palm strike missed.

Relying on her small and nimble body, Lu Cha jumped directly behind Ming Yan, sat on his neck, and dug her sharp nails into his flesh.

A bright red blood line instantly appeared on the jade-like skin.

Ming Yan tried to pull Lu Cha down with his backhand, but the other party dodged nimbly and refused to release his claws, which instead dug deeper and deeper.

If he continued to use force, even if he didn't die from having his throat cut, a piece of his flesh would be torn off.

For a moment, the man and the fox were in a stalemate.

Ming Yan couldn't catch Lu Cha, but Lu Cha couldn't relax either, and tried her best to hang on his neck.

Ming Yan's usually calm face rarely showed anger.

A sinister glint flashed across the dark phoenix eyes.

At this moment, a small piece of pastry that was unrecognizable and stained with his blood came into Ming Yan's sight.

The soft whimpering sound of the little fox rang in my ears, as if it was acting coquettishly.

The furry little paw moved closer to his mouth again, as if to feed him.

But the other claw that was embedded in the flesh of his neck did not loosen, but instead cruelly went deeper.

Ming Yan had a strange feeling that "this fox was using both soft and hard tactics."

Unfortunately, he couldn't catch it at all.

If the wound on the neck is not treated, he may fall into a coma due to excessive blood loss.

This was the first time Ming Yan felt so helpless.

The clear voice also became a little hoarse:

"Come down."

"I won't kill you."

Lu Cha shook his tail to express his disbelief.

Don’t try to deceive her, little villain!

This time, the internal force gathered in Ming Yan's palm completely dissipated.

He put his hands behind his back, tilted his head slightly, and leaned against the clever little fox.

"Now, can you trust me?"