Chapter 223: The Irritable Queen Mother vs. the Cold Imperial Master (6)

Knowing that Ming Yan would not attack again, Lu Cha jumped onto the table nimbly.

The man who had just been banished from the mortal world now had blood flowers blooming on his clothes.

The bloodstains spreading across the neck formed a sharp contrast with the jade-like skin, giving people an inexplicable sense of decadence.

However, his eyes, as black as obsidian, were deep and cold, as if emitting faint moonlight.

Just like the holy god, helplessly eroded by darkness bit by bit.

The little villain looks quite attractive.

Ming Yan looked at the little silver fox squatting on the table and staring at him, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.

Can it understand human speech?

At this time, Zhuo Xuan knocked on the door and came in, bowing his head and reporting:

"Please punish Zhuo Xuan for not keeping watch over the silver fox properly. He let it escape from the cage, and we haven't found any trace of it yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Xuan looked up and saw the little silver fox he had been looking for, sitting leisurely on the table.

The little silver fox politely waved its furry little paws, as if saying hello.

Ming Yan's neck was covered in blood, with long wounds, obviously caused by scratches from the silver fox.

Zhuo Xuan immediately drew his sword angrily:

"How dare you, a beast, hurt an adult! I'll skin you alive today!"

Lu Cha felt pain all over his body, and he had just been fighting with Ming Yan, so he had no strength left.

She jumped up, hugged Ming Yan's arm and hung on him.

The deep blue eyes blinked, as if begging for protection.

Ming Yan's eyes were indifferent, but he didn't push Lu Cha away:

"Where's your ruthlessness just now?"

Lucha tilted her head innocently, shaking her snow-white fox tail, saying:

I'm just a little fox and I don't understand what you are saying!

But those clear fox eyes completely exposed her thoughts.

Ming Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of interest arose in his heart.

Is this silver fox really spiritual, or is it a spiritual spirit?

He raised his hand and dispersed the sharp sword wind.

At the same time, Zhuo Xuan barely stopped attacking.

"Leave it."

Keep it for now and see what it is.

After all, he could kill the Silver Fox easily.

Ming Yan took advantage of the situation and grabbed Lu Cha by the scruff of the neck and put it back on the table.

Zhuo Xuan was stunned.

After all, he had been with Ming Yan for several years, so he knew what to do and didn't say anything more. He nodded respectfully:

"Then Zhuo Xuan, go get the doctor to bandage the master."

Ming Yan hummed, his fingertips dropped, and drew a vague line on the table:

"Don't run around."

Lu Cha nodded his little head obediently.

Not long.

Mingyan, who had left with Zhuoxuan, returned.

He had changed into a new set of white clothes, and the wound on his neck was wrapped with cloth, returning to his unattainable and cold appearance.

Lu Cha held his cheek, but all he could think about was Ming Yan's broken and fallen appearance before.

Suddenly the aroma of food wafted over.

Lu Cha came back to his senses in an instant.

The servants filled the table with delicious dishes.

Oh no!

There is roast chicken!

Lu Cha excitedly picked up a chicken leg and started eating it happily.

Ming Yan sat back in his seat and saw the little fox sitting at the corner of the table, eating a shiny chicken leg with its paws, looking very cute.

He used chopsticks to push the plate of roast chicken in front of Lu Cha.

It's not about doting, but about disliking.

He doesn't like to share a dish with other people, even if they are animals.

Ming Yan changed to a new pair of wooden chopsticks before starting to eat dinner.

It was discovered that Ming Yan only ate three bites of each dish, and the amount he took each time was always the same. Lu Cha paused licking his paws and recalled the original plot.

When Ming Yan was born, auspicious clouds descended from the sky, giving Ming's father hope.

The position of the national teacher had long been a mere decoration, and coupled with the ridicule and sarcasm from dignitaries, Ming's father was desperate to return the Ming family to its glorious days decades ago, and he completely fell into madness.

He stubbornly believed that Ming Yan was a god who had descended to earth.

Therefore, Ming's father trained this illegitimate son, who was born to a courtesan, to be the next imperial teacher.

Ming's father has an almost perverted demand that Ming Yan be perfect in every aspect.

Even Ming Yan's eating and sleeping had to be done strictly according to Ming's father's standards.

If Ming Yan failed to do so, or wanted to resist, he would be severely beaten by Ming's father.

Even on Ming Yan's seventh birthday, his mother secretly gave him a puppy as a companion. When Ming's father found out, he brutally killed the puppy on the grounds that it would affect Ming Yan's learning of divination.

Moreover, Ming's father forced Ming Yan to eat the cooked dog meat as a punishment.

Fortunately, Ming's gentle mother comforted the collapsed Ming Yan and prevented the child from being driven completely crazy.

But after Ming Yan's seventh birthday, Ming's mother was sent to the countryside by Ming's father to recuperate, and the mother and son were not allowed to meet at all.

Ming's father frantically controls Ming Yan's life, but forgets that they are just ordinary people.

Therefore, Ming Yan's childhood was like a nightmare, so depressing, suffocating and painful.

Lu Cha sighed softly, grabbed a pair of clean chopsticks, clumsily picked up the dishes, and placed them on the plate in front of Ming Yan.

Poor little villain, eat more!

She doesn't grab!

Looking at the dishes on the plate in front of him, which were gradually piling up into a small mountain, Ming Yan raised his eyes slightly.

The little fox pointed at the dish with its paw and shook the chopsticks with its other paw, as if to say:

"Eat more. The chopsticks I use are new."

Ming Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and he pushed the plate away indifferently.

The drooping long eyelashes hid the momentary surprise that flashed across her eyes.

When was the last time someone added more food to your plate?

It's been too long.

He can't remember clearly.

This fox is quite popular.

[Ding—Villain Favorability +10.]

Lu Cha curled her lips and ate the food that Ming Yan refused.

Tsk.

Say one thing and mean another

The atmosphere of the meal was quiet and peaceful.

The man in white, elegant and refined, was holding a cup of hot tea and staring out the window, seemingly in a daze.

The little fox on the table was still eating hard, with a satisfied look in his eyes.

It is impossible to tell that not long ago, the man and the fox both wanted each other's lives.

-

The moon is high in the sky and insects are chirping.

The bedroom in the main courtyard of the Imperial Master's Mansion.

Lu Cha followed Ming Yan in, rubbing her round belly from time to time.

I seem to have eaten too much for dinner.

Ming Yan forgot for a moment that he now had a fox. As usual, he took off his outer robe and lay flat on the bed.

With a snap of his fingers, the candle on the table went out.

Lu Cha, who was standing at the door, was stunned.

Where do I sleep???

In the moonlight, looking at the man lying on the bed with his hands neatly placed in front of him, Lu Cha smiled maliciously.

She climbed up quickly, and her neck was instantly strangled.

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What?

After dinner, the little villain changed?

Feeling the softness in his palm, Ming Yan remembered Lu Cha's existence. As soon as he let go of his hand, the furry little fox burrowed into his arms.

He hummed softly, as if he was extremely scared.

His chest suddenly felt cold as it came into contact with the cold night air.

Then, a touch of warmth covered my chest.

The little fox's claws reached into his clothes.

Lu Cha's eyes sparkled.

The little villain has such a good figure!

Ming Yan found that the little fox's claws were touching around randomly. His body stiffened and a rare faint blush appeared on his face.

I don’t know whether it was anger or shame.

He waved his hand.

Bang!

Lu Cha was blown away again and landed on a couch not far away.

Ming Yan's low voice was as cold as the frost in winter:

"No bed."

Lu Cha hugged his soft tail innocently.

She was just afraid that the little villain would be cold!

This time, Lu Cha didn't go over to tease him, but lay down on the couch and fell asleep obediently.

Don’t rush, take your time!

Ming Yan did not close his eyes, listening to the faint breathing sounds coming from his ears.

He tilted his head.

The little fox on the bed was curled up into a small ball, so fragile that its life could be taken away with just a touch.

But, it's quite interesting.

Once you figure out what it is, kill it.

Ming Yan dispersed the internal force gathered in his palm.

-

The next day.

When Lu Cha woke up, he was back in the Cining Palace, in his own body.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Jin Yu kneeling in front of the bed with her eyes red and swollen from crying. She had a strange feeling that she had passed away and the other person was mourning her.

The next moment, Jin Yu cried out in surprise, "Empress Dowager!"

Lu Cha was in a delicate mood.

That weird feeling is even stronger.