The chubby little bird, bitten by Ruoruo, used its spiritual power to protect its neck.
Unable to bite through the little chubby bird's defenses, the dog stretched out its claws and began plucking its feathers.
Mo Jinyan desperately protected his body with his meager spiritual power, flapping his wings and crying out in terror, "Chirp chirp chirp!" Help!
With his throat being bitten, he couldn't simulate a human voice at all and could only make the most primitive sounds.
The kitten Ruoruo looked at the chubby little bird with a puzzled expression, unable to bite through its neck or pluck its fur.
Then, without hesitation, he picked him up and shoved him directly into the candle flame.
If you can't pluck the feathers, you can just burn them, right?
An ordinary candle would never have been able to burn through Mo Jinyan's defenses, but this one was lit by his own Phoenix True Fire.
Mo Jinyan cried out in despair as his defenses were instantly burned through by the flames.
The fire he poured out to fix Yan Ruoruo ended up burning him instead.
"Your Highness! Are you alright... Hmm? Please put the Third Prince down first!" Tinglan, who had just rushed back, felt a pang of anxiety and almost shouted out.
She rushed out for a while before suddenly realizing that even if Mo Yong was in trouble, so what? She was no longer the chief celestial official of the Taiji Palace, so why would the celestial servants of the Ziwei Immortal Pavilion come to inform her?
Fortunately, she made it back in time, otherwise something terrible would have happened.
Her face paled slightly as she rescued the chubby little bird from Ruoruo's mouth, its feathers charred black by her own Phoenix True Fire.
Ruoruo tilted her head: "Isn't this little chick prey too?"
Tinglan suppressed her impatience and gently explained while brushing away the ash from the chubby little bird's body, which looked like charcoal: "This is your third brother, Mo Jinyan, the Third Prince of the Immortal Realm, a little phoenix."
Ruoruo hurriedly helped to remove the ashes and charcoal: "Third Brother, I'm sorry, Ruoruo didn't mean to."
A moment later, the little chubby bird, its fur singed off, opened its mouth, exhaled a puff of smoke, and let out a desperate chirp.
With his last bit of strength, he rolled his body from under Ruoruo's claws into Tinglan's palm.
Don't touch him, this horrible spirit cat, it even preys on phoenixes.
Tinglan cleaned Mo Jinyan's body and then fed him a spiritual medicine. A layer of fluffy feathers covered Mo Jinyan's body, and he was finally fully alive.
The fluffy, soft feathers of the little chubby bird are like a fluffy, creamy-yellow ball. Ruoruo's paws couldn't help but itch, and she really wanted to pounce on it.
Mo Jinyan jumped back two steps, looking wary: "What kind of look is that?"
Suppressing her true nature, Ruoruo tilted her head, her eyes clear and innocent, and twitched her ears twice as she asked naively, "Third Brother, what are you doing in Ruoruo's room?"
Mo Jinyan immediately froze, completely dumbfounded.
He had no idea the plan would fail, so he hadn't had time to come up with an excuse.
Tinglan picked up the Floating Dream Candle from the ground and stared at Mo Jinyan with a suspicious gaze: "The little fairy was just transferred away by someone impersonating a fairy servant of the Ziwei Immortal Pavilion, and now there's an extra Floating Dream Candle in the hall to lure Your Highness. Does Your Highness know who is so presumptuous?"
She had already roughly guessed the cause and effect in her mind, and was just waiting to see how Mo Jinyan would respond so that she could report to the emperor tomorrow and thus gain merit.
Mo Jinyan stammered, "I...I heard that you have a younger sister, so I came to see her."
Tinglan was about to ask more questions when Ruoruo's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Did Third Brother also come to bring me a crane? Third Brother is so kind!"
The little chubby bird blinked its beady eyes and immediately chimed in, "Yes, yes, yes, I'm here to deliver a crane to you."
Ruoruo immediately stretched out her two little paws: "Fourth Brother said he'd bring me ten tomorrow, will Third Brother bring me ten too?"
Mo Jinyan cautiously probed, "I'll send you fifteen of them. Can we not tell Father about tonight's events? I'm afraid Father will be unhappy if he finds out I didn't sleep and secretly came to see you."
"Of course!" Ruoruo stretched out her little paws and counted again and again, but she couldn't figure out how much fifteen was. She only knew that it was much more than her two paws. She was so happy that she was practically bubbling with joy, and immediately agreed.
"Tinglan won't tell either, will she?" Mo Jinyan glanced at the fairy attendant to the side.
Ruoruo nervously rubbed against Tinglan's hand: "Tinglan won't say anything, okay! Ruoruo doesn't want Daddy to be unhappy."
Sensing Ruoruo's nervousness and pleading, Tinglan was taken aback. If this little cat really didn't understand anything, why would she be so nervous as to tell her not to say anything?
Moreover, she is the master of Xixiang Palace, yet she dares to ask a mere fairy servant like herself... While feeling contempt for Ruoruo, Tinglan felt a great sense of satisfaction.
She adopted a gentle and considerate expression: "Alright, for the sake of Your Highness, I will not say anything. However, if there is a next time, I will certainly not hide anything from Your Majesty."
Mo Jinyan sensed something was wrong, but didn't think much of it, only wanting to get away as soon as possible: "Then you should go to sleep early, little sister. I'll go back first."
He quickly jumped off the cushion and left Xixiang Palace without looking back.
Ruoruo sat obediently in place: "Thank you, Tinglan."
Tinglan, looking concerned for Ruoruo, said, "Your Highness, you already know that the Third Prince is here to cause you trouble, right? You're so soft-hearted, you're easily taken advantage of."
Ruoruo wagged her little tail: "Ruoruo didn't lose out at all. Ruoruo earned fifteen cranes!"
Meeting Tinglan's disapproving gaze, Ruoruo's voice softened considerably: "After all, he's my brother, and besides, he didn't bully Ruoruo."
Ruoruo didn't want her father to be unhappy because of her, and she was confident that as long as her father liked her, she wouldn't suffer at the hands of her brothers. She was a little kitten with a powerful backer now!
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