◇ Chapter 87 Fairy Tale
Bai Yu was stunned. Yimuer had already taken action and stripped Bai Yu's clothes off.
The doctor's sudden poisoning obviously scared him a lot. Imur urgently needed to confirm certain things, such as the doctor's health condition, the doctor's feelings towards him, and... their relationship and the doctor's love.
They could certainly maintain their composure and test each other carefully until they confessed their feelings to each other, but neither Bai Yu nor Yimuer were extroverted people. Bai Yu was too calm, and Yimuer was afraid of getting hurt. This test was destined to be protracted until someone broke the deadlock.
But after this serious illness, Imur didn't want to wait any longer.
His movements seemed quite impatient, and before Bai Yu could stop him, the Duke groaned and frowned in pain.
Da Gong Chouyan's brows were knitted together, he took a deep breath and moved cautiously. It was clearly him who started it, he was the one who took the initiative, but in the end, he was the one who couldn't bear it and fell on Bai Yu.
The kitten also had a layer of sweat on its skin, like the oily patina of a jade bracelet after being played with for a long time. He rubbed against the doctor's shoulder and bit his neck to vent his anger, leaving a shallow tooth mark. Out of the kitten's instinct, Imur stuck out his tongue and gently licked the wound.
Bai Yu hissed softly.
Two blue veins appeared on his forehead. This state of being neither up nor down was uncomfortable. Yimuer was uncomfortable, and Bai Yu did not dare to move. Although the reasons were different, both of them were sweating. In the end, they were in a stalemate, testing, and coaxing...
By the time Imur, exhausted and with his lake-blue eyes filled with tears, collapsed beside Bai Yu, it was unknown how much time had passed.
Bai Yu touched his back soothingly. They didn't know what they had touched along the way. The kitten couldn't control himself for a moment and his tail popped out. Now, the big fluffy platinum pine cone was on the doctor's wrist, and the tip of its tail twitched with its owner, as if it was in great pain and hadn't fully recovered yet.
Bai Yu pinched the tail. The fur was soft and felt good, so he brought it to his lips and gave it a gentle kiss.
Imur: “!”
The fur on the tail puffs up, making it look more like a fluffy pine cone.
The next second, the tail was suddenly retracted from Bai Yu's fingertips. Imur looked back and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that its shape had finally returned to normal.
After completing the ritual, Imur seemed to have obtained some kind of permission, some kind of brand. He no longer kept a reasonable distance from the doctor, but stretched out his hand with full justification, grabbed the doctor's arm, and rubbed into his arms.
This was the first time he had been close to the Doctor in human form.
Bai Yu ran his slender fingers through Imur's hair, rubbing it gently along the hairline.
Although he didn't say anything, his attitude was clear.
His heart was beating rapidly in his chest, and Ymur clenched his fingers, thinking, "The doctor is his."
If Bai Yu had the chance to leave before, then from today on, he will rightfully possess the doctor, like a cat possessing territory. As the Grand Duke of Illia, he will tie this man tightly to his side, and from now on, no one will be able to share the closeness of the doctor with him.
Neither can cats.
Having come this far, Bai Yu will no longer have the chance to regret.
Imur leaned against the doctor and clenched his paws, thinking about how to foster the tiger skins and tortoises in the mansion. He narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a cunning vertical pupil like a cat, and then announced almost arrogantly: "Mr. Bai, from today on, you are the Duke's partner."
Bai Yu smiled: "Of course."
He pinched the kitten's human ear, which was as sensitive as a cat's ear. It turned red when touched lightly. Yimuer held Bai Yu's hand and said, "I'll call a doctor for you."
Although Bai Yu seemed to be in good spirits, even a little too good in some aspects, Imur still needed confirmation.
The old doctor came quickly. He was amazed at Bai Yu. After taking blood for test, he read the report carefully three times before he said suspiciously: "Sir, you are in very good condition, as if..."
Imur: "Just like what"
Old doctor: "It's as if you've never been poisoned."
Bai Yu seemed to have recovered his health overnight. His complexion was normal, his movements were normal, and all his biochemical indicators were incredibly ideal. He didn't even have a recovery period.
But Imur was still worried.
He pressed Bai Yu to the bed and asked him to rest for half a month. Bai Yu's bones became soft from lying there. Finally, he sighed and pulled Imur to his side: "Grand Duke, go to sleep. Let me tell you a story."
Imur: “……?”
He is too old to listen to stories.
But when the doctor said this, he lay down, watched the doctor take off his glasses, and said calmly: "It's a fairy tale."
Imur knew fairy tales, such as One Thousand and One Nights, which parents would read to their children before bedtime. His mother was illiterate and his father certainly could not read stories, so he only had a vague impression that most of these stories had happy endings. They were probably stories about princes and princesses who went through many hardships and finally got together.
It was inconvenient for the human form to lie on the doctor's chest, so Imur turned into a kitten, swaggered into the doctor's arms, and looked up at him.
As if to say, "What kind of fairy tale?"
Bai Yu paused and started with a cat.
He said that once in a distant city-state, which was prosperous and peaceful, there lived an evil duke. He was tempted by the beauty of a beautiful cat girl from a neighboring city and forcibly married her. The cat girl gave birth to an unloved kitten.
The kitten was lonely and helpless in his childhood. He was discriminated against, abused and injured by his brothers. He was used as an experimental subject by the black doctor in the clinic. So, there was a...
Here, Bai Yu paused for a moment and said, "There is a little elf."
In this era, Imur probably couldn't understand what a "system" was.
“Does this elf have a name?” Ymur asked.
Bai Yu: "...66, the elf's name is 66."
66 was squatting on the windowsill looking at the moon when he sneezed sadly.
Bai Yu: "The elf felt sorry for the kitten, so he chose a pet doctor who had a lot of experience in taking care of kittens. So 66 asked the doctor, are you willing to go to that distant city-state and pick up a cute kitten?"
The kitten pricked up its ears.
Bai Yu: "Of course the doctor agreed."
"So, he took over the black doctor in the clinic and, following the guidance of the elves, saw a kitten on the riverbank..."
The doctor in the story picked up the kitten, treated his wounds, bandaged him, made beef paste for him, and then the kitten recovered.
The doctor went on to say that when he finished his mission and wanted to go home, the elf told him that as long as he repeated the original owner's ending and was killed by the kitten that turned back into a big tom, he could go home.
Having said that, Imur suddenly grabbed his sleeve. For the first time, the kitten stretched out its claws in front of Bai Yu and tore his pajamas.
Bai Yu pinched his ear: "Of course, the doctor didn't complete this task in the end."
He talked about the doctor's entry into the Duke's Mansion, the ridiculous attempts, and finally, how he found his crying kitten in the basement of the Duke's Mansion.
This was a really bizarre story, but Imur did not interrupt the doctor. After he finished telling the story, he said sullenly, "What is the ending of the story?"
He pulled Bai Yu's sleeve and asked, "Will 66 send the doctor back?"
Bai Yu shook his head: "No."
"The doctor decided to stay, with his kitten."
As a pet doctor, the kittens brought by clients were very afraid of him. They refused to let the doctor stroke their fur or kiss their belly. Bai Yu had always wanted to have a cat of his own, but firstly, he was too busy and had no energy, and secondly, he had searched for a long time but had not found a kitten that he liked.
Bai Yu’s friends once complained that Bai Yu was a perfectionist, picky and fussy. He would not rashly take over a small life or allow them to disrupt his life, but Imur was an exception.
He liked the platinum kitten the first time he saw it.
So Imur hugged him tightly.
The kitten has been alone for many years, and now he has finally found an embrace where he can safely hold himself.
*
There is a new favorite minister in the Duke's Mansion.
The masked butler rose rapidly all the way up from baron to viscount, and gradually he became the second most important figure in Ilria after the Grand Duke.
The Black Robe Society was eradicated within three years. Their crimes were too numerous to list. The interrogators worked overtime, unraveling the mystery layer by layer, and finally, they located the mastermind behind the scenes.
The Duke's uncle Reese was thrown into prison. His crimes were compiled into a book with more than a hundred charges. It was so large that even one page of the Illia newspaper could not publish all of them. Amidst his curses, he was sentenced to death by the court.
The Duke's guards patrolled the streets and alleys, cracking down on thugs and gangsters on the streets. When the governance work was completed, the security environment in Illia had been greatly improved.
During the dramatic changes in power in Illia, the favorite became a force that could not be ignored behind the scenes. Some said that he exposed the conspiracy, while others said that he led the purge. He was an invisible hand at the center of power, representing the supreme will of the Duke.
People were very curious about the new Silver-Faced Earl, and all kinds of rumors were spreading. Some said that he was ugly and had damaged vocal cords, and that he was a living target pushed to the front by the Grand Duke. Once the Black Robe Society was removed, he would die.
But one year, two years, three years, five years... he always stayed by the Grand Duke's side and never left.
The Earl had his own mansion, but he never lived there. The maids in the mansion changed over and over again. The old ones left and the new ones were selected. At each handover, the elders would tell the younger ones: "Take the orders of the silver-faced Earl as the Duke's compliance."
If someone asks why, the seniors will smile and say, "Because they are one."
In folk legends, the Silver-Faced Earl looks like a ghost. The maid was curious and afraid of him, and finally, she ran into him one night.
——This ugly favorite in the legend is actually extremely handsome.
He was wearing a satin suit, his features were as cool and handsome as the moonlight in the sky. At this moment, he was holding the Duke's hand and throwing food into the lake to feed the swans.
There were several new pairs of swans in the lake, many of whom were just in love and were cuddling each other. The favorite also took the Duke's hand and kissed him on the forehead.
Just like the ending of a fairy tale.
The author has something to say:
Happy New Year, babies (ω)y
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