Lin Qin finally grasped the sword, but the little fox's claws and neck were still bleeding.
"Mengmeng——" Lin Qin felt distressed and angry.
The little fox shook her head at him, signaling him to shut up, and with the blood still flowing from her claws, she quickly drew a strange symbol on the ground.
Seeing that she was not seeking death, Lin Qin immediately shut up.
Seeing the fox's claws making strange symbols on the ground with blood, Lin Qin was shocked. The fox he raised had really become a spirit.
So, is this really a dream?
As the fox put down the last stroke, the crooked red symbol suddenly lit up with a golden light, and then quickly disappeared, and even the bloodstains evaporated into thin air, leaving only a faint smell of blood in the air.
The little fox rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, making Lin Qin suspect that everything he had just seen was an illusion.
He quickly picked up the unconscious little fox and looked at it worriedly as its breathing became weak, feeling a little overwhelmed.
…
Shen Qingwu had nothing to do during the day, so he watched Sun Yimo memorize the book, and then he watched Wu Chunxiang burying her head in the water tank from time to time, each time longer than the last.
She was a little puzzled, "Chunxiang, what are you doing?"
Wu Chunxiang wiped her face and laughed heartily, "This is called breath holding, Miss. I was a burden to you last time I fell into the water. I have already discussed with Sun Wang that I will practice breath holding first. After two days of rest, he will take me out to float."
Two days ago, Shen Qingwu had an accident. Wu Chunxiang felt very guilty. After returning, she decided to learn how to float on water and asked Wu Dabao to teach her martial arts.
When the young lady is away from home, she is her only personal maid. Not only can she not protect the young lady, but she must not hinder her.
Shen Qingwu smiled encouragingly and was about to speak when a golden light flashed in front of him and Lin Zhimeng's soul shrouded in white mist appeared before him.
"Miss Chen, help me." Lin Zhimeng bowed to Shen Qingwu.
Shen Qingwu glanced at the people in the courtyard, stood up and walked towards the study. Lin Zhimeng quickly followed him, "Empress Liu still wants the red fox. My father couldn't stand the emperor's threats and agreed. I really have no choice but to come to you for help..."
Lin Zhimeng said apologetically.
Shen Qingwu closed the door, and Lin Zhimeng floated and closed the window, "Miss Shen, what should I do?"
During this time of staying with her father, her cultivation has improved rapidly, and seeing that her father is happier every day, she doesn't want to leave.
"What did the emperor use to threaten your father?" Shen Qingwu asked in confusion.
Lin Qin is the real loner, an old bachelor, what weaknesses does he have?
So what if you don’t hand over the Red Fox?
He enjoys a very high reputation among the people. If the emperor kills Lin Qin for a favorite concubine, he will definitely lose the support of the people. He should not do such a stupid thing.
Lin Zhimeng repeated what Lin Qin had just said while crying.
"So what has your father done for the emperor in these years?" Shen Qingwu wondered.
Lin Zhimeng shook her head. "He didn't say that. He just said that the emperor was very happy to see him handle things impartially. The more people he offended, the more the emperor would use him."
"Your fate with the Red Fox is over." Shen Qingwu put his hand on Lin Zhimeng's wrist, looked up at her and said.
Lin Zhimeng's face turned even paler. "If it weren't for it, I wouldn't be where I am today."
"Since Concubine Liu wants to settle the fox girl's grudge so much, just send her on her way. If you let her go, it will be beneficial to her." Shen Qingwu smiled and took back his hand.
Although I couldn't see what happened to the fox afterwards, I could predict that the red fox escaped danger this time.
"During the time you were together, you also nourished her weak soul. So, if you forcibly leave her body, you will return it to her. We will have a chance to meet again." Shen Qingwu smiled and comforted, "You will stay with me for the time being. I can't send you to reincarnation now."
"Yes." Lin Zhimeng nodded gratefully, "Thank you very much."
"You're welcome. I have my own selfish motives as well." Shen Qingwu said indifferently, and stood up and walked to the tea table.
Next to it was a bright red oil-paper umbrella propped up on an easel. If you got closer, you could see that the umbrella was covered with red cyclamen.
"It's almost done. Fortunately, I can still catch up." Shen Qingwu raised his hand and touched the umbrella.
This is the oil-paper umbrella she made herself when she was under house arrest. She painted it with tung oil yesterday and it is almost dry today.
Chu Guannan cut the bamboo herself in Yinzhang Valley, made the umbrella frame piece by piece by herself, and painted the cyclamen on the umbrella with her own hands.
"What a beautiful umbrella." Lin Zhimeng was amazed at first sight, and when she looked at it carefully, she was even more amazed.
The most famous umbrella maker in Kyoto is only as good as this, but he cannot find such top-notch materials.
"From now on, this will be your resting place. With it, you can go out during the day. As long as the umbrella is with you, you will be safe." Shen Qingwu cut his fingertips and blood dripped onto the pistil.
Lin Zhimeng suddenly felt a powerful suction force, and her soul was covered under the umbrella.
At this moment, she felt her arms and legs turned into umbrella ribs.
As she raised her arm, the red oil-paper umbrella slowly rose from the easel, but it was twisted and turned, with the ribs pointing up and down, constantly bumping into things in the room. She was so scared that she dared not move anymore, and stood in a daze in mid-air, looking at Shen Qingwu for help.
Her eyes seemed to be able to see scenes in all directions at the same time.
"Learn to control this umbrella with your mind. After two days, you will be able to move freely from the umbrella to a farther place." Shen Qingwu said.
"This umbrella cannot be burned by fire and cannot be cut by swords." Shen Qingwu pulled the umbrella to straighten it.
"Thank you." Lin Zhimeng said gratefully, "Miss Shen, my father's side..."
"The person still needs to be saved. Of course, we have to agree to the Queen's conditions and see what the Queen is going to do. Your father is a smart man and has already made a decision." Shen Qingwu said with a smile.
Lin Qin's heartfelt words were meant for Lin Zhimeng, but they were not just for Lin Zhimeng.
…
"Master, no, I don't want to, I'm scared."
As the sky gradually darkened, under the sycamore tree, Sun Yimo's face was filled with fear, and her whole body was in resistance.
But because the person opposite her was Shen Qingwu, she stood there with her small body trembling constantly but did not retreat. She could only cry and hope that her master would let her go.
Shen Qingwu held a silver needle between each finger of his right hand, which seemed to glow in the afterglow, a dazzling light.
"Miss——" Sun Wang couldn't bear to watch from the side.
"Qingwu--" Shen Qinghe couldn't bear to speak and wanted to persuade Shen Qingwu, but when Shen Qingwu looked at him, he shut up.
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