"Awooo?"
Tu Shan Lingxi squealed with delight, reaching out her little paws to tug at Wan Qijin's arm, her heart overflowing with joy.
The fluffy little head nodded frantically. She no longer concealed her identity at all, since nothing could escape the eyes of the Grand Preceptor anyway.
Tu Shan Lingxi even gestured with her little paws to indicate that she wanted to eat mutton soup too, as she had smelled it just now and it smelled delicious.
With tiny white paws waving, it drew a little ram's horn in the air, and its bright black eyes clearly expressed its longing for the lamb.
Looking at the little fox working so hard, Wan Qijin couldn't help but chuckle to himself; what a lively character!
Considering the great suffering she had endured that day, Wan Qijin felt sorry for her and agreed.
"Don't worry, you greedy little thing. As for the mutton soup, just ask Changfeng to prepare another serving."
Tu Shan Lingxi instantly became happy. In Wan Qijin's arms, she frantically swung her big tail, brushing against the man's cheek, making him itch with desire.
As Wan Qijin stroked her fur, the image of the woman he had just seen flashed through his mind. Xi'er was a fox spirit, and if she transformed into human form, she would still retain some of the fox spirit's characteristics...
The woman had a pair of big, fluffy ears and a bushy tail, and she obediently called herself "Master," or rather, "Ah Jin" would also sound nice.
Just thinking about it made Wan Qijin's body inexplicably hot, and his heart, which had never been still for thousands of years, began to pound wildly.
"Awoo awoo~"
Tu Shan Lingxi had no idea what Wan Qijin was thinking. Seeing that the man was not moving, she quickly used her little paws to push him, trying to get him to move.
She's still hungry. Why isn't the Grand Preceptor moving? He should go and tell Brother Changfeng to serve her the meal!
"Alright, alright, you little glutton."
Wan Qijin grasped her little hand, smiled, and carried her away from the Spirit Spring, returning to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion.
Dressed in white with white hair, his robes fluttering, he resembled an immortal. However, the immortal was protecting a little girl in his arms, shielding her from the slightest breeze, a testament to his loving care.
...
The capital of a dynasty.
Yin Palace.
Longde Hall.
For some reason, Yin Changling couldn't stop thinking about that cute little fox, wondering if she was alright.
However, before he could think about it further, someone came to report from outside.
"Your Majesty, Prince Yi has come to request an audience."
"pass."
Yin Changling had a rather favorable impression of this young master Yi. When he ascended the throne, too many people opposed him, so he had no choice but to kill those who were in his way.
Prince Yi was quite pragmatic and changed his tune in time. Some court officials also stopped grumbling because of him, saving him a lot of trouble.
However, he always keeps his distance from me, so it's really strange that he's come to visit me today.
"Your humble servant greets Your Majesty."
Yin Yi was dressed in a dark blue robe with wide sleeves, his black hair was combed high, he was a gentleman, gentle and refined, but the blackness in his eyes made it impossible to see clearly.
Yin Changling didn't care about him at all, nor did he care about his little schemes. He summoned him in to find out what it was all about.
"Get up, what business do you have with me?"
Yin Changling's voice was deep and imposing, exuding authority without anger. He wore a black robe embroidered with dragon totems, and his narrow phoenix eyes were extremely powerful. When he looked at Yin Yi, he gave off an even stronger sense of oppression.
"Yi has come here today to share Your Majesty's burdens and to investigate the matter of the stolen and missing grain supplies. I beg Your Majesty's permission."
Yin Yi forced himself to speak, explaining that he wasn't really investigating the matter, but rather using the opportunity to win people's hearts. He wanted everyone's support, so he naturally had to show sincerity.
"Oh, how did you find out that the supplies had been stolen?"
Yin Changling narrowed his eyes. Only a few old ministers knew about the robbery of the grain supplies. How could Gongzi Yi, a good-for-nothing who only knew how to travel and play all day, know about it?
Something was clearly wrong inside. Yin Changling keenly sensed the abnormality and began to look Yin Yi up and down.
As Yin Changling's gaze swept over him, Yin Yi's muscles tensed, and he controlled his defensive posture, trying his best to appear natural.
"This, this, Your Majesty, I overheard this by accident when I passed by a few officials. It's such a big matter, and I want to share your burdens and help you solve your problems."
Yin Yi's mind raced, and he quickly came up with a reason, though it was somewhat flimsy. But at this moment, under Yin Changling's watchful gaze, he couldn't care less about such things.
Yin Changling's gaze was deep and unwavering as he stared at Yin Yi, making him feel chills to the bone and break out in a cold sweat.
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