He floated behind the madam and kept blowing air on her neck.
The madam felt a chill on her back and looked back several times, but saw nothing.
The charcoal-haired man took Chu Xiaoxiao and took the opportunity to sneak into Hong Ling's room. Zi Yan had already told them where the courtesan's room was, and they knew the direction and had no problem getting there.
After all, they are young and easy to hide. When they meet people, they can just find a potted plant or something to hide themselves.
In the corridor of Baihua Building, various kinds of potted plants can be seen everywhere, which are simply customized for their arrival.
When I walked into the courtesan's room, there was no one in the room.
Heitan walked into the courtesan's room and looked around carefully.
The room is filled with a light and elegant scent of incense. Through the hollow wooden window lattices, soft sunlight shines on the exquisite carpet, creating mottled light and shadows.
The carpet is embroidered with exquisite floral and bird patterns, with bright colors yet elegant.
In the center of the room is a carved mahogany bed, covered with soft silk bedding embroidered with intricate peony patterns, symbolizing wealth and glory.
A silk screen embroidered with butterflies hangs at the head of the bed, swaying gently in the breeze, as if a group of butterflies are dancing among the flowers.
There are several paintings and calligraphy by famous artists hanging on the walls of the room, with delicate brushstrokes and profound artistic conception.
One of the landscape paintings is particularly eye-catching. The distant mountains are dark green and the nearby water is misty, bringing people into a quiet and remote world.
In the corner stood a rosewood table, on which were placed the four treasures of the study: pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. These stationery items were carefully selected and of top quality, but unfortunately they were covered in dust.
It can be seen that Hongling doesn't like these things.
On one side of the room are several potted flowers, mainly peonies, with flowers of various colors blooming and exuding fragrance.
These flowers not only add vitality and vigor to the room, but also symbolize the beauty and nobility of the owner.
The entire room is decorated with feminine gentleness and delicacy, while also exuding an atmosphere of nobility and elegance.
There were several plates of pastries on the table. Naitianzi reached out and picked up a piece, tasted it carefully, and felt that it was not as delicious as the one in the Imperial Study, so he threw it aside in disgust.
The two waited for a while before they heard some noise outside the door.
They looked at each other and sat down at the table with snacks. The first thing Hongling saw when she opened the door was two little kids sitting in front of her.
A dark-skinned little boy, about six or seven years old. A cute, cuddly baby, about two or three years old.
The baby's eyes are particularly large and round, and when he stares at people, there is an invisible pressure that cannot be ignored.
Hong Ling had been in the capital for a long time, and she had heard a lot about the Imperial Master. The Imperial Master was just a baby of two or three years old, with a dark-skinned boy by his side.
Isn’t this what’s in front of you?
Hong Ling quickly closed the door and knelt in front of Chu Xiaoxiao without saying a word: "I didn't know that the Imperial Master was coming. I didn't come to greet you. It's Hong Ling's fault."
The little girl opened her eyes wide and looked at the vixen in surprise.
[Ahaha! Is the vixen surrendering? She doesn't want to fight me? Boring. I want to see her fight with the black-haired guy.]
Black charcoal head: "......"
Master! Why don't you watch something like this? Why do you have to watch me fighting with her? She is no match for me. I can easily crush her to death.
"You, stand up." Naituanzi pointed at Hongling, then at the stool next to him, "Sit down!"
[Black charcoal head! Ask her what she means and what she wants to do, then tell her that the old raccoon cat is dead.]
After standing up, Hong Ling did not sit down, but stood in front of Chu Xiaoxiao, humble and submissive, with a hint of satisfaction in the dark-haired man's heart.
"You are more sensible than the old snake demon and the old civet cat. You are a man of clear mind." His voice was full of majesty, and the dragon's might was naturally released. "The old snake demon is dead, his meat was eaten, his skin was made into armor, and his bones were boiled into soup.
The old civet cat's fate was not much better than itss. All its nine hairs were taken away and its bones were turned into dust. What about you? What kind of fate do you want?"
"Plop!" Hong Ling knelt down again and kowtowed to Naituanzi, "Hong Ling is willing to be a slave in this life and serve the Imperial Master."
The little girl shook her head and waved her hands, her face full of disgust: "No, no, no."
[I don't want a vixen. She smells so horrible. ]
The charcoal-haired man was more arrogant than his master: "You are not worthy of being a slave to the Imperial Master. Choose another way to die. Either you hand over the inner elixir voluntarily, or you want me to do it myself."
Hong Ling was frightened, tears welled up in her eyes. She kowtowed to Chu Xiaoxiao again and begged.
She knew very well that her skills were not as good as the old raccoon cat, let alone the high priest. The little girl in front of her could even kill the high priest, so to kill her was just a matter of raising her hand.
In the demon world, the fairy world, and the cultivation world, the strong are respected. When the incompetent little Karami meets a powerful person, he can only kneel down and beg for mercy.
Whether or not someone lets her go depends entirely on their mood. This is why she kneeled down respectfully when she saw the Imperial Master, lowering her attitude to the dust, hoping that the Imperial Master would let her go.
"National Master! Please let me go! I didn't come to Dongsheng Capital to avenge the old snake demon. He is not a good person, and I hate him just as much.
If I hadn't been smart, he would have taken advantage of me. The reason I followed the old cat here was that I hoped to find a powerful master who could protect me in the future.
The Imperial Master is unwilling to accept me as a servant because Hong Ling is not qualified. But Hong Ling is still useful. In the future, no matter how the Imperial Master wants to send me, Hong Ling will not hesitate. I will temporarily keep Hong Ling alive and treat her as a pet. "
Milk ball frowned.
[Pet? I have quite a few pets, all kept in my zoo, and I really seem to be missing a fox. It's not impossible for me not to kill you, but how can you promise me that you won't harm the people of the capital? ]
Black-haired man repeated his master's thoughts, and Hongling immediately stopped crying and raised her hand to swear.
"Hong Ling's wish in this life is to stay in Baihua Tower and be an Oiran. When I have had enough fun, I will retire to the mountains and forests, concentrate on cultivation, and never appear in the secular world again."
The charcoal-haired man looked at her in surprise: "Being an oiran is interesting? You would rather give up your training and stay in Baihualou?"
Hongling looked at him, then looked at Naituanzi, and tears filled her eyes again.
"I belong to the Fire Fox clan, and am related to the White Fox, Gray Fox, and Spotted Fox. The White Fox has a noble bloodline and is a natural leader. We, the Fire Fox clan, live on the rock walls and rarely interact with other fox clans.
My parents loved each other very much. That night, the Gray Fox Clan and the Flower Fox Clan joined forces to deal with us, the Fire Fox. My father protected my mother and me as we ran away. I couldn't run anymore, so my mother hid me in a big tree.
She went back to look for my father, and never came back. I heard that our Fire Fox clan was completely wiped out, and no one survived. I am probably the only one left."
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