Mo Yunhan squeezed over and sat down next to her.
He reached out and pinched one of her small hands, but didn't say anything.
Such a grown man, yet even the strands of his hair exuded grievance and unhappiness.
It's obvious that she's being coaxed.
Jiang Qingwan poured a cup of flower tea and handed it over.
"Did the Emperor Emeritus send you to bring that tiger back?"
Mo Yunhan took it and drank a sip.
"You only care about tigers?"
Jiang Qingwan seemed oblivious to his emotions and replied casually, "Yes, that tiger is even more powerful than Little Red. It must be well over a hundred years old."
These words stunned Mo Yunhan, who almost choked on his tea.
"Over a hundred? He's become a demon?"
Jiang Qingwan gave him a look of disdain.
"You think becoming a demon is easy? However, if I don't get injured, I might actually have a chance to witness someone become a demon."
As soon as the tiger entered, she noticed that a demon core had formed inside its belly.
My master said that the formation of a demon core by a spirit beast is the foundation for its transformation into a demon.
Unfortunately, the tiger's demon core was forcibly removed, leaving only some remnants.
Mo Yunhan frowned.
"My father told me to bring it back and raise it, but he previously said that you asked him for it. What does that mean?"
Jiang Qingwan's heart stirred slightly.
It's speculated that this tiger is the one Murong Yanyan keeps.
She didn't point it out.
"Then let's keep it, so it can keep Xiao Hong company."
Mo Yunhan looked into her eyes, but couldn't discern anything.
On the other side, Bai Shuo escaped with difficulty.
It did not return to the palace, but transformed into a black raven and quickly flew into the ghost market.
Wandering through the narrow caves,
Finally, he crawled into an extremely cold and terrifying small building, transformed into human form, and went inside.
The plaque above the door bears two large, vermilion characters: “Ghost Building.” Each stroke seems to drip with fresh blood.
...
The tiger looked more energetic after its bath.
With leisurely steps, he walked towards Jiang Qingwan, unlike Xiao Hong who cheerfully rushed forward. Instead, he stood a few steps away, tilting his large tiger head and looking at her.
Those eyes held emotions that no one could decipher.
Jiang Qingwan handed Xiao Hong to Mo Yunhan.
He got up and walked to the tiger's side.
The tiger wasn't afraid of her and didn't back away.
With spiritual energy gathered at her fingertips, she gently inscribed a talisman on the tiger's forehead.
By connecting the two people's spiritual consciousness, one can easily read what it is thinking, just like Xiao Hong.
The moment the talisman disappeared, a golden lotus slowly unfolded in Jiang Qingwan's pupils.
With her back to Mo Yunhan, she didn't notice that at the same time, two golden lotuses slowly unfolded in Mo Yunhan's pupils.
She raised her hand and rubbed the tiger's head.
"I'll try to heal your wounds. If you don't want to stay, I'll let you go once you're healed."
The tiger stared at her with its big eyes.
Suddenly, she glanced past her and looked at Mo Yunhan.
Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice rang in Mo Yunhan's mind.
“He smells like my master.”
Jiang Qingwan paused for a moment.
"yes."
The tiger's eyes suddenly turned red. It withdrew its gaze, lowered its head, and rested its large head on Jiang Qingwan's shoulder, as if whimpering.
"Master, you don't want me anymore."
"Master is dead."
Jiang Qingwan reached out and hugged it, patting it gently.
Suddenly, a scream of pain came from behind Little Red.
It broke free from Mo Yunhan's embrace on all fours, jumped to the ground, scratched the ground with its little paws, and bared its teeth at Mo Yunhan, making low growls.
Jiang Qingwan turned around.
"What's wrong?"
Xiao Hong instantly felt wronged, and arched her head to seek comfort.
Mo Yunhan lowered his brows, exuding a sense of coldness and loneliness.
He spread his hands and said casually, "It sheds fur."
Jiang Qingwan looked at his fingertips.
Some red hairs were stuck to his slender fingers.
She thought the human and the fox were causing trouble again.
At this moment, Lian'er appeared at the door and curtsied.
"Miss, Little Red likes roast chicken, but what does the tiger like to eat? Raw or cooked?"
Upon hearing that there would be roast chicken to eat, Xiao Hong completely forgot about the pain she had just experienced from being pulled.
It took off running towards Lian'er, its tail wagging as happily as a dog's.
Jiang Qingwan stood up and spoke coolly.
"You're shedding hair, so you need to fast for three days."
Little Red's wagging tail froze instantly, then drooped down a moment later, and she turned her head to look at her pitifully.
"Lian'er asked."
"Miss, what is... fasting?"
Jiang Qingwan explained.
"They wouldn't even let us drink a sip of water."
"ah?"
Lian'er was stunned.
"Three days? Won't they starve to death?"
Little Red nodded vigorously, her big head nestled in Lian'er's arms, trying to please her.
Lian'er couldn't bear to part with it.
"Miss, please don't punish it. Little Red is so strange."
Xiao Hong nodded frantically again.
At this moment, Mo Yunhan suddenly stood up and walked to Jiang Qingwan. Looking down at the tiger, he said calmly, "Little Red helped a lot today, so reward it with three roast chickens. As for this tiger..."
At that moment, the tiger looked up at him.
Mo Yunhan continued, "Give it some roast beef."
Jiang Qingwan looked surprised.
"How did you know it wanted to eat roast beef?"
Mo Yunhan raised his eyes and gave a very slight smile.
"I've led troops in the past and encountered wolves and tigers. Shouldn't I have this basic common sense?"
Jiang Qingwan felt something was off, but didn't think much of it.
He patted the tiger's head and said, "From now on, I'll call you Little Flower."
The tiger shook its head.
Its name is Ruoshui.
What a beautiful name.
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