Before long, after passing through layers of mountains, the two arrived at the door of Wan Qijin's bedroom.
The little fox had very keen ears and waited for them at the door early in the morning, looking exceptionally well-behaved.
Wan Qijin's previously irritable mood was immediately relieved. He was now completely occupied by the little fox and had no time to care about anyone else.
He smiled, like a snow lotus slowly blooming on a high mountain. His white hair was casually tied up, and the light shimmering in his purple eyes was captivating.
The little fox was deeply moved by this scene. Its heart began to pound wildly, and it couldn't take its eyes off the Grand Preceptor's face.
Seeing that the little fox was completely captivated by him, its fluffy tail swaying incessantly, Wan Qijin's smile deepened.
Hmm, not bad. She wasn't distracted by Yi Changfeng behind her. I'll reward her properly later.
The Grand Preceptor was in a good mood, walking lightly, his white robes rustling in the wind. He seemed not to feel the cold at all, and a faint smile remained on his face.
As Tu Shan Lingxi watched Wan Qijin getting closer and closer, her heart grew increasingly panicked, as if it were about to leap out of her throat.
However, when she thought about what had just happened, she realized that she had shamelessly pulled open the Grand Preceptor's robes and touched him with her hands, without any sense of shame.
Even the Imperial Advisor was scared away by me. I must restrain myself, restrain myself, and restrain myself again. I absolutely cannot betray my master and ancestors!
Thinking of this, the little fox immediately pulled back the foot it had just stepped out, and obediently stayed in place, silently reciting in its heart that form is emptiness, and emptiness is form.
If Wan Qijin knew what the little fox was thinking, he would definitely be both amused and exasperated, and would give her a good scolding.
He was still hoping the little fox would become his Daoist companion. All that talk about form being emptiness was nonsense; Wan Qijin wouldn't dig a hole for himself.
However, Wan Qijin was unaware of all this. He only saw the little fox retract its outstretched paw and obediently stay in place to wait for him.
Hmm, not bad, it even knows not to step in the snow. The little fox is incredibly clever, Wan Qijin thought to himself, probably thinking that whatever the little fox does is good.
His eyes sparkled with tenderness as he gazed at the tiny little fox, a growing urgency rising within him to hold her as soon as possible.
A soft, white little ball of fluff sat under the eaves, its bright black eyes glowing as if gilded by the setting sun, making it incredibly endearing.
"Awoo~"
Upon smelling the rich aroma of meat, Tu Shan Lingxi instantly forgot her earlier embarrassment and took cheerful little steps to greet Wan Qijin.
Wan Qijin's eyes softened, and he wanted to squat down and pick up the little fox. However, to his surprise, as soon as he squatted down, the little fox rushed towards the big lamb leg in the bowl.
"Hahahaha, little fox, you're really something."
Wan Qijin was taken aback, but before he could speak, a voice spoke first, full of mocking banter.
That's right, the person speaking is Yi Changfeng, who loves teasing the little fox the most.
Moreover, judging from this, the little fox prefers his mutton to the Grand Preceptor, so rounding up, the little fox likes him more.
Yi Changfeng was so pleased with himself, he was really pleased with himself.
His words made the little fox look up in surprise. "Huh? Who's this older brother? I've never seen him before."
"Huh?"
Yi Changfeng's initial smugness instantly turned to ice. This little one, after cooking for her for so long, doesn't she recognize him?
However, looking at the little fox's cute and innocent appearance, Yi Changfeng couldn't even get angry. He took the initiative to step forward, squatted down in front of the little fox, and smiled.
"I made this for you, little one. You're taking advantage of me and then forgetting all about me?"
Yi Changfeng smiled and patted Tu Shan Lingxi's little head. It felt so nice, all fluffy. He really liked it.
The little fox didn't dodge, but it found his words strange. However, it was a case of "he who eats another's food is bound to him," and the little fox wasn't the kind of fox to turn its back on someone so easily.
Tu Shan Lingxi could only let out an embarrassed groan. She was just about to lean in and rub against Yi Changfeng's hand when someone grabbed her by the back of her neck.
"Awooo?"
The little fox leaned back, baring her tiny, white teeth, which gleamed brightly, as if trying to figure out which audacious creature dared to bite her!
"Xi'er has really grown up, daring to bare her teeth at me. Are you planning to bite me?"
The Grand Preceptor was not one to share; he was very possessive of Tu Shan Ling Xi. Just now, when he saw Yi Changfeng stroking the little fox's head, his face darkened.
Now, when Wan Qijin saw the little fox rubbing against Yi Changfeng's hand for a bite to eat, she was instantly furious, like a powder keg ignited.
His voice was deep and carried a subtle threat, successfully making everyone present feel the danger.
"Awooo~"
The little fox shook her head frantically, terrified that Wan Qijin would peel off her skin. It was too scary; her master's expression could change!
Tu Shan Lingxi struggled, trying to break free from the Grand Preceptor's grasp, and wiggled her small body, but failed.
She could only let out two pitiful howls, begging Wan Qijin for mercy. Her childish voice sounded especially miserable, enough to bring tears to anyone's eyes.
"Your Excellency, the little fox is not feeling well."
Yi Changfeng stepped forward at the crucial moment. For some reason, he couldn't bear to see the little fox suffer. He had barely said a few words when Wan Qijin's magic silenced him.
When he tried to speak again and asked Wan Qijin to break the spell, he found himself frozen in place, unable to move.
Wan Qijin didn't even glance at him, picked up the little fox and flew away, not even taking the lamb leg with her.
"Aww—"
My lamb leg—
The little fox could only let out a final, mournful cry, but the cold wind rushed down her throat, and she drank her fill of the northwest wind.
...
"Awoo!"
As soon as they entered the room, the little fox was thrown onto the bed, rolled over, and tears welled up in its eyes. It looked so pitiful.
It didn't hurt, but the way the Grand Preceptor looked was terrifying. She was really scared. She remembered that the Grand Preceptor didn't have so many emotions in her previous life!
"Awoo~"
"My dear Xi'er, how dare you act coquettishly and foolishly with another man!"
Wan Qijin spoke through gritted teeth, looking at the pitiful little fox without being moved at all.
This little guy is willing to do this for a bite to eat. What if he gets tricked out of his food later?
His eyes seemed to be spitting fire, his hair stood on end in anger, and he looked somewhat frightening. He walked towards Tu Shan Lingxi step by step, forcing the little fox to retreat.
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