Next, the two little ones were completely at ease, eating meat piece by piece with relish, taking big bites until they were full.
After they finished eating, the two of them started to feel sleepy. After all, they had been on edge all day, and now that they were full, they couldn't stay awake any longer.
Go to sleep.
Tu Shan Lingxi looked at the two of them, their little heads nodding, smiled and rubbed their little heads, cast a cleansing spell on them, and then wanted to take them to rest.
"Aww~"
"Aww~"
The two little fox cubs also transformed into two little foxes, one black and one white, and jumped into Tu Shan Ling Xi's arms, preparing to fall asleep with their mother, Xiang Xiang.
Tu Shan Lingxi didn't linger for long. She felt sorry for the little ones who had been worried for so long, so she immediately got up and wanted to go back.
Just as she was about to leave, Yin Changling, who had been silent all along, spoke up and called her back.
"Xi'er, wait a moment. I have something to discuss with you regarding that ancient formula."
Tu Shan Lingxi stopped in her tracks. She was silent for a moment, clearly thinking of something. Without replying, she carried the two little foxes away.
She teleported away from where she was and arrived at the Imperial Preceptor's residence. She placed the sleeping cubs on the bed and covered them with blankets.
Tu Shan Lingxi watched them quietly for a while, her eyes full of love. After they had fallen into a deep sleep, she turned and went out the door to the side of the Grand Preceptor.
Wan Qijin still lay quietly on the bed, just as he had before, motionless. If it weren't for the rise and fall of his chest, one would think he was already dead.
Tu Shan Lingxi gently stroked his cheek, took out the ancient scroll, looked at the unusually obscure and difficult words on it, and complained.
"Look, without you, I can't understand anything. I don't recognize any of the things in here. If only you were awake."
Tu Shan Lingxi spoke in a coquettish voice, her slender white fingers tapping the man's chest as if she were complaining to a living person.
She talked on and on for a long time, but didn't get a response from the man. Her heart sank slightly, but she still put on a smile and pretended to be relaxed.
"You'll get better soon, Wan Qijin..."
The man on the bed kept his eyes tightly closed, showing no reaction. His handsome face, as if sculpted by a master craftsman, appeared serene.
Tu Shan Lingxi didn't linger for long. She returned to the palace with the ancient scroll, as she needed to seek help from Yin Changling.
...
Royal Palace.
Yin Changling looked at the leftover food on the table, his mind replaying the scene of Tu Shan Lingxi leaving without looking back.
He suddenly felt an unprecedented loneliness. He sat alone in the high hall, but no one was by his side.
Yin Changling couldn't help but start thinking: if Wan Qijin were alive, with the two little foxes around, their family of four would live happily ever after, and what would he have to do with it?
No, he had to take action, and it would be best if he could get a title before Wan Qijin was resurrected.
What should I do...?
Yin Changling began to ponder. What else could he do? Neither coercion nor bribery worked. The plan had only been in effect for a day, and even she herself couldn't stand it.
After all, this was a form of torture for Xi'er. Just looking at her exhausted appearance, I couldn't help but feel sorry for her and couldn't hold on any longer.
Since we can't mess with Tu Shan Ling Xi, shouldn't we mess with... ourselves?
yes!
Yin Changling suddenly realized that his Xi'er was so kind; if he used the self-inflicted injury ruse, it would surely succeed!
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