Chapter 41 The Little Beast in the Doghouse
If acting skills are rated out of ten, Huali thinks she would give herself a seven.
I'd be afraid to give her too much, but too little would be a disservice to my superb acting skills.
"Do you think I would have had a chance to become an actress if I hadn't time-traveled?" Huali asked as she sat by the stove adding firewood to the pit.
Recalling the scene just now, Ao Bai shook his head. "Just two words: exaggerated."
Let's go back to three days ago—
Steward Gao quickly pulled Huali up from the ground. Upon seeing her appearance, he gasped and his expression instantly turned cold.
He was already used to this kind of trick. He tightened his grip on Huali's arm and grinned wickedly, "You think you can fool me with this little trick?"
Any other woman would probably have been terrified, but Huali remained firmly immersed in her role, sobbing uncontrollably, "My face, let me see my face..."
Even on the verge of death, this little brat still dared to tease him. Chief Steward Gao directly made a hand seal with two fingers and flicked it at Huali: "Break!"
This spell can dispel any disguised talisman or magic. He wanted to see how this brat would deny it; he was determined to kill her himself.
Three seconds passed...
The imposing head steward paused for a moment: "..."
Not only did Huali's appearance remain unchanged, but blood continued to drip from between her fingers onto the ground, and she cried as if she were being slaughtered.
The head steward's expression changed from fierce to bewildered... still refusing to believe it, he dipped his finger in a drop of her blood.
Indeed, they share the same lineage as that brat.
At this, his expression towards Huali changed, as if to say: How can a person be so unlucky? It's too unlucky, stay away from her!
Steward Gao turned to leave, but the next second Huali pounced on him and grabbed his sleeve tightly. "Steward Gao, you can't leave! What will I do if you leave?"
"Who cares what you do!" Steward Gao flung his sleeve but couldn't shake it off; this brat had a stubborn streak!
His head was throbbing from the crying, and he shooed his hand away like he was shooing a fly, saying, "Go away, send him somewhere far away to be a handyman, don't come out here and scare people."
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The pot was steaming with plump, white red bean buns. Huali threw in the last piece of wood, patted the crumbs off her hands, and said, "Waving isn't an apology, it's just that you need to practice more, little brother."
"Huali! Don't be lazy! Hurry up and scoop the water out of the pot!" Zhang Dezhu, the head chef, urged, "It's almost lunchtime, so hurry up."
Huali immediately stood up and smiled at him, "Okay, coming."
Zhang Dezhu, who was busy tossing the wok, was startled and nearly dropped the ladle. He immediately burst out cursing, "How many times have I told you, don't laugh, don't laugh! It's terrifying!!"
You're the one who's scared! She's been here for three days, and every day I've found different ways to make her do chores.
Huali ignored him, ladled out the boiling water, smiled at Zhang Dezhu again, and deliberately leaned closer: "Chef Zhang, is there anything else I can help you with?"
Facing this female ghost every day, Zhang Dezhu was on the verge of a breakdown! But the other party was a newcomer, and since he couldn't fire her, he could only swallow his anger.
"Go to the Hundred Herbs Garden and pick some herbs to feed the magical beast." Judging by her pace, it would take her most of the day to walk there. She shouldn't scare him here; he's already had nightmares for three days straight!
Huali is happy to be relaxed; her face has now been nicknamed "the face that even ghosts fear."
As for how she came up with such a fancy nickname, it was of course because she spread it herself. Since no one wanted to talk to her, she had more opportunities to act alone.
The royal city resembles a miniature Forbidden City, and the place she is currently in is the small kitchen where the various palaces prepare their meals.
Demons with cultivation can abstain from grains, but the girls kidnapped from the harem are ordinary people who need to eat.
These past two days, she accompanied Zhang Dezhu to deliver meals, and they visited almost every part of the palace.
What remains are the main hall where Soli is located and the legendary Cold Palace on the outermost perimeter.
The Soli Palace was protected by a large defensive barrier, making it impossible for someone of her lowly servant level to enter. Even the palace maids and guards inside needed to present their magic stone tokens to verify their identities before they could enter or leave.
There's not much to see left in this cold palace.
According to Zhang Dezhu, anyone who disobeyed was used as fertilizer or sent to the arena, and the Cold Palace has been abandoned for many years.
Huali walked along the path, casually picking a banana leaf and placing it on her head. She needed to find a token to quickly familiarize herself with the terrain, otherwise she wouldn't have such a good opportunity once she got close to Soli.
Just then, two palace maids and a eunuch walked over from around the corner of the palace wall not far away. They exchanged a glance and walked further and further away in tacit understanding.
Huali's eyes lit up when she saw the magic stone tokens hanging from their waists.
The two, one human and one cat, understood each other without words and quietly followed.
As the two walked further and further away from their destination, Huali was puzzled when they suddenly stopped.
The next second, they started kissing!
Karin: "???"
She's filming a spy movie right now, and you guys are having an affair?
Then she won't hold back!
The wooden card in Huali's hand quickly transformed into vines, which stealthily reached into the waist of the little palace maid.
The two kissed passionately for a while before the young eunuch finally spoke, "Have you missed me these past few days? That Cheng Yuan is so difficult to please, always switching between hot and cold. If you ask me, that little beast should have bitten his neck off back then. He's just lucky to have been adopted as a godson by Steward Tian. Look how arrogant he is, ugh!!"
The young palace maid nodded hesitantly: "These past few days I've also heard other people talking about it. Who exactly is that little beast you're talking about?"
"Didn't Chief Steward Tian receive a Yuya dog as a reward from the King last month? He gave it to Cheng Yuan."
The palace maid nodded: "I know that. He showed off for a long time. That Jailhound is extremely fierce and has bitten many people."
"Cheng Yuan's cultivation level at the Qi Refining stage was simply not enough to control this level 5 magical beast, so he left it outside the city to be raised. But when he went back three days ago, he found that the Hellhound had been bitten to death."
The young palace maid exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be that..."
"It was that little beast. This infuriated Cheng Yuan, so he had him arrested and tied up in a dog cage. He even declared that since the little beast killed his dog, he would become his dog himself."
"Cheng Yuan's injury will probably not heal for a while. Fortunately, the king has recently acquired several concubines and is enjoying the new experience, so Chief Steward Tian has time to find some elixirs to prolong his life."
The two talked for a while longer before reluctantly parting.
Huali emerged from behind the tree, weighing the magic stone token in her hand.
We need to find a quiet place with few people to test whether she can use this thing.
After thinking for three seconds, Huali turned and ran quickly toward the Cold Palace.
Zhang Dezhu was right; the further they went, the more dilapidated and decaying the place became, with cobwebs hanging everywhere, making it look like a hanged ghost's shroud from a distance.
Huali spotted a small, dilapidated house in a remote area, with only half of the door hanging askew. "This is it."
The moment they stepped inside, a hoarse, animalistic child's voice rang out, accompanied by the sound of chains.
"Don't come any closer!!!"
Huali glanced over instinctively.
At this time, the sun was shining brightly, and in the crooked doghouse in the corner, a boy of about five or six years old was curled up, covered in blood.
Four black iron chains pierced through his thin shoulder blades, and the congealed scabs looked like shattered butterfly wings under the sunlight.
At that moment, his pupils contracted into two vertical lines as he stared intently at her throat.
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