City of Chaos 04
That night.
Jie Ling placed Ning Ren in Si Mao's room.
He originally didn't want this to happen, but in the entire palace, only the bed in Simao's room was soft—
Or a cat bed.
The room he and Henlie shared was not suitable for the cub to sleep in.
Tomorrow I will ask a professional master to renovate a bedroom suitable for children to sleep in.
Fortunately, Simao's cat bed was big enough, and the cat didn't mind having a cub in it. "Although it was an accident, this little guy has indeed been identified as the next heir."
Si Mao sniffed Ning Ren curiously.
"Hey, meow, it's so small, milky and smelly."
The whole story is now clear.
In the City of Chaos, besides the leader, the second person he trusts the most is Simao. Simao is a companion creature of the sacrificial light pillar, which is replaced every five hundred years and is the priest of the Mi tribe.
What Si Mao has confirmed must be fine.
And he almost chopped off the leader's offspring just now, and this cub was not just a simple Mi Lisai, but also the next leader recognized by the sacrificial light column.
Ninglie couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat whenever he thought about it.
God, what has he done!
Jie Ling sneered inwardly at Nianlie's guilty conscience. If this child was merely the "descendant of the leader," he would definitely not behave like this.
He wiped Ning Ren's limbs with a wet and warm towel. "When I found the young master, he was looking for food in the garbage dump. Let's ask Doctor Wei to check him out tomorrow. The young master probably isn't in good health. He's too light."
Fierce: "Garbage dump?"
Simao sighed humanely and circled Ning Ren with his long tail. "It's not easy for Mili Sai to grow up in exile. He's lucky. Otherwise, if he was kidnapped and sold to a slave market outside the Northern Territory, who knows what would happen to him." He stretched out his claws and pressed the cub's abdomen, raised his head and asked:
"You idiot, does anyone of you have milk?" There was no trace of joking in the cat's eyes.
“…”
Nianlie subconsciously covered his half-exposed chest and took a step back.
Jie Ling was silent: "...I am a male."
Nianlie quickly said: "Me too, yes, but I can't suck it."
"Oh," Si Mao regretfully suppressed his evil taste and glanced at the fierce chest, "That's a pity."
Damn! Where is this perverted dead cat looking at?
Nianlie cursed inwardly and quickly tugged at his clothes on both sides. "I'll go out and look for them right away. I'll definitely be there by tomorrow morning."
Jie Ling wiped Ning Ren's limbs clean. When she wanted to wipe his back and cheeks, she encountered some resistance from the cub.
Ning Ren's hands were tugging at his tattered red cloak, refusing to take it off no matter what.
Jie Ling was afraid of hurting him, so she had to stop.
Si Mao thought for a moment and said, "The red cloak might be his comfort. Let's not move it for now."
Jie Ling nodded and motioned Nianlie to leave with her.
They closed the door and stopped outside.
Ninglie murmured: "If he is really the leader's bloodline, then can it be possible..."
The cold tentacles tightly wrapped around the ferocious neck, stopping him from saying anything else.
Jie Ling's eyes were deep. "He is the leader's bloodline, but he is also the next successor. Ninglie, this is the first and last time I warn you. For the long-term future of Chaos City, don't set your sights on the young master."
He fiercely pulled it away, "You're obviously a bastard, so don't meddle too much," he sneered, "What if the leader wakes up and wants to attack the young master?"
"My loyalty is to the Mi tribe, not to the leader."
The ferocious expression was dark and unclear.
This is the fundamental reason why he and Jie Ling are at odds. Jie Ling is loyal to this city, while he is only working for the current leader Asulin.
"Also," Jie Ling retracted her tentacles, straightened the messy corners of her clothes, smiled gently, and glanced at Fierce Lie's chest, "If you don't go out and find a species that can feed the young master, Si Mao will probably use you as a milk bottle."
Fierce: "..."
Jie Ling reminded: "Find something with higher energy reserves."
The ferocious footsteps were like the wind: "Do I need you to remind me?!"
-
the next day.
When the sky was just getting light, Ning Ren opened his eyes.
After being confused for a while, he sat up and found that the surroundings were completely unfamiliar.
The room was dark.
The child sneezed, and a few strands of light orange hair were blown up. He looked down and found that his little cloak was covered with cat hair.
Ning Ren pulled out a few strands but couldn't pull them all out, so his face wrinkled.
The room was quiet, and the uncle who brought him back was gone.
Ning Ren was about to go look for it, but when he looked up he was stunned.
A huge cat held him in its arms, its whiskers trembling and its pink paws turned up, and Ning Ren rested his head on its paw pads.
Ning Ren took a deep breath and was choked by the cat hair, almost fainting.
Sima Mao opened his eyes at this moment and yawned. Halfway through, his cold vertical pupils reflected the figure of the child.
He suppressed a half-started yawn and said, "Meow, are you awake?" Si Mao smiled friendly.
The child burst into tears.
Hearing the crying, Jie Ling, who was guarding outside the door, pushed it open and came in.
He changed into clean clothes, as if to better take care of the children. For the first time today, he did not wear a light-colored suit, but a dark gray suit.
Ning Ren rushed over like a cannonball and hugged Jie Ling's legs.
"Big Kitty wants to eat me!"
Jie Ling didn't dare let him hold her legs, so she quickly bent down and picked up Ning Ren, patting his back and coaxing him, "No, that's Si Mao, my friend. He won't hurt you. He was the one who asked me to find you and take you home."
Ning Ren cried and hid on Jie Ling's shoulder, secretly looking at the cat.
Simao licked his paw dejectedly.
"Jie Ling, it's time for him to eat. Go see if Ning Lie has found a wet nurse."
Jie Ling nodded and left Simao's cat bed with the child in her arms.
The silent palace was filled with a different kind of liveliness because of the child's sobbing and humming.
There were more than a dozen figures standing in the hall on the east side of the palace, all of them were various species in the lactation period.
She/he/they are all well-dressed and smell clean. There is a small table in front of each of them, and a cup of liquid is placed on each table.
Ning Ren stopped crying and smelled the aroma of milk.
The aroma made him even hungrier.
Ning Ren looked around. He didn't know where he was, but the atmosphere of indulgence and protection here made him subconsciously feel comfortable.
Nianlie was standing nearby. He was dressed particularly conservatively today. "These are the top nannies and nannies."
Ning Ren struggled to get down, "Hungry!"
Jie Ling put him down and said, "You go and choose."
Ning Ren understood and walked to the table. There was a straw in the cup. He took a tentative sip and then drank it all in one gulp.
Then he hurried to get another cup and drank it all in a hurry, like a thirsty calf. After drinking half of the cup, he seemed to be full, but he still didn't stop and continued to reach for it.
The wet nurse, who had experience in raising children, looked conflicted, as if she wanted to remind the inspectors standing by, but she was afraid that her unusual movements would arouse suspicion and she would be killed on the spot, so she could only watch the child gurgle.
Ning Ren drank until he couldn't drink any more and accidentally choked. He stared blankly at something for half a second, then bent down and vomited almost everything he had drunk.
Jie Ling: “!!! Young Master!” He quickly squatted down, and Ning Ren lay on his legs, choking and coughing non-stop. Soon his little face turned red.
His eyes turned cold: "There's something wrong with the milk! Capture them!"
The guards on both sides immediately stepped forward to control all the species chosen for feeding. The wet nurses and wet dads squatted on the ground trembling, and the hall became a mess.
He frowned and looked at the empty cups.
We took every precaution and all the milk was tested and qualified before being served, but we didn't expect that there would still be problems. Damn it.
Jie Ling wanted to lift up the red cloak to see what Ning Ren's expression was, but he met with extremely severe resistance. The child, who had been lying on his legs and coughing obediently, now covered his head with the small cloak.
Ning Ren's soul form is a little hedgehog. Now he has become a Mi tribe cub that is 90% similar to humans. He is very uncomfortable with it and has always regarded his little cloak as a thorn on his back and head, and takes it very seriously.
He kicked and struggled, "Don't peel A Ren's skin! Don't peel A Ren's skin!"
It's like a real skinning scene.
Xie Ling felt the situation was very difficult and asked, "Call a doctor!"
-
The innermost room of the palace.
Leader Asulin slowly opened his eyes. His pupils, the same color as his gray-blue hair, were extremely deep, and his pale skin was like a cold jade sculpture.
He had become accustomed to the numb limbs and coffin-like silence every time he woke up.
I don’t know how long I slept this time.
A Sulin: "Left guard."
There was no response.
A Sulin frowned: "Right guard?"
Still no one responded.
A Sulin: “?”
The chief finally realized that something was wrong and got out of bed barefoot. His dark nightgown reached his ankles. The muscles on his chest were smooth and firm, his shoulders were broad and his waist was narrow, his figure was slender and handsome.
God loves him very much. He is still very young, but just by standing there, he has the calm and sharp aura of a superior.
The left guards and the right guards are elites selected by Jie Ling and Ning Lie to guard here. The previous few times he woke up, guards appeared every time he called, but now there is no movement at all.
Asulin looked at the time wheel beside the bed. It had been more than a year since he last woke up.
His first reaction was that something big had happened in the Central Royal City, so much so that all the guards around him had been transferred away.
Asulin pushed open the door and went out, faintly catching a glimpse of noise coming from somewhere in the palace. He paused and walked in that direction. The noise was getting closer and closer.
Dr. Wei walked past him in a hurry.
A Sulin thought she came because she sensed that he had woken up, and said:
"Wei..."
Dr. Wei turned a corner and didn't see him at all.
A Sulin: “???”
From the front, he could faintly hear the fierce voice of his loyal Inspector Zuo, "Doctor Wei, it seems the young master drank poisoned milk. He's coughing non-stop and twitching!"
...Young Master?
The atmosphere around the leader suddenly turned cold.
He did not choose the next leader together with the sacrificial light pillar.
So there were no guards around his bedroom. Was it because the left and right inspectors rebelled together?
The leader's figure flashed and appeared directly in front of the hall.
Before he could say anything, a fiery red object, which he didn't know what it was, howled and pounced at his feet. Its small claws pressed directly on the back of his feet, leaving a sticky liquid.
Asulin lowered his head stiffly.
That is...
snot.
The leader, who suffered from severe mysophobia, felt a buzzing in his head.
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