Kiyomi Tsuki and His Fox

Chapter 210

The scene shifts, and Yue is seen chasing a fat cat around the front and back yards with a large broom in hand, its little tail trailing behind. "Wait for me, wait for me!" Inside the main house, the doll's mother is leisurely trimming the flowers and plants. Watermelon pouts and complains, "Madam, aren't you going to do anything about it? Everyone's calling Miss Yue a little devil!" The doll's mother smiles faintly, "That depends on who spoils her."

Sure enough, the scene shifted again. Fat Cat, desperate to escape, frantically rushed into a heavily guarded council chamber, carrying a large broom in front and followed by a little tail—Xing'er. He charged in menacingly, and no one dared to stop him.

The fat cat darted across the table, and Yue's sweeping brush sent the water cups and teacups flying. The fat cat jumped onto someone, and Yue glared angrily, "Get away!" Thus, the solemn and dignified council hall descended into chaos. The farce only ended when a burly man scooped up the two mischievous children like kittens.

After all that commotion, the two little children were sure to be punished. But Xiaoqian knew that the two children were safe and sound. They and the fat cat were simply thrown out of the council hall by their father.

"My sweetheart, if you're causing trouble outside, Daddy has important business to attend to."

"The fat cat ate Little Black. Yue must take revenge; otherwise, he's no hero!" Yue shouted angrily.

Xing'er naturally had to learn it again, "Revenge, a bear isn't handsome if he doesn't take revenge."

Their father laughed heartily, "Good, revenge! It's not a good show for a bear if it doesn't take revenge."

Encouraged, the two children became even more spirited.

Xiaoqian shook her head, thinking, "What a father who spoils his child."

And so, the battle continued. The fat cat landed on the ground, rolled over, and then fled for its life. Yue raised her broom and bravely gave chase. Xing'er, lagging behind, jumped up and down anxiously, "Wait for me, wait for me!" She tripped and twisted her little foot, falling to the ground. She burst into tears, "Yue, Yue!" Yue, broom in hand, looked at the fat cat gradually disappearing into the distance, then at her sister crying with her mouth agape, and was caught in a dilemma. Looking back, the fat cat had vanished.

Dejected, Yue threw down the broom, returned sullenly, and, raising her eyebrows, commanded, "No crying allowed."

"How obedient!" Xing'er immediately stopped crying, but she still seized the opportunity to act cute, her eyes brimming with tears, and cried out in a sweet, childish voice, "Moon, it hurts, moon, it hurts."

Yue scolded irritably, "You idiot, it's you who's in pain, not me. Go back to your mother, I'm going to catch that fat cat today and show it to your father."

Xing'er pouted, "I want one too, a piggyback ride."

"Idiot, I can't catch the fat cat without you on my back."

"Carry me on your back."

"I won't memorize it."

"Carry me on your back."

"I'll hit you."

"Wow, Yue is a bad guy."

In the end, this battle between the sisters ended with the older sister surrendering and the younger sister emerging victorious. Gazing at the heartwarming scene of the older sister carrying her younger sister under the setting sun, with rolling green hills in the distance, below which lie emerald lakes and boundless grasslands. Herds of cattle and horses graze on the grasslands, and snow-white sheep drift like clouds in the sky, moving from one place to another, and from there to even more distant places. Closer in, there's a quaint, old-fashioned house, where a loving father and a beautiful mother reside, along with the mischievous older sister and the happy, adorable younger sister, a watermelon, and many, many other familiar, smiling faces…

A terrible premonition washed over Xiaoqian. Why? She didn't know. She felt an overwhelming terror wash over her like a torrential downpour. Why? She didn't know. She only knew that this paradise that belonged to her father and mother, her sister and younger sister, was about to turn into hell. Why would this happen? She didn't know. Her heart was filled with indescribable sorrow and despair. She screamed, she wanted to shout, she wanted to tell them, run, run, run...

The scene abruptly shifts, the dark sky glowing red with firelight, filled with cries and shouts of killing—yes, this place has become a hellish slaughter. She sees her father mercilessly murdered, she sees her sister thrown into a burning house. Her heart is torn apart, and she weeps bitterly…

Why? Why so cruel? Why?

She cried desperately, her throat hoarse from sobbing. Her fragile heart could no longer bear it, and she fainted in her mother's arms. And then, darkness enveloped her once more…

The sun rose slowly, its rays shining brightly, illuminating the entire Lu Family Fortress through the thin morning mist. A swift horse shot through the fortress gates like an arrow, and two urgent letters were delivered to Qingfeng with lightning speed. Within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, two servants left the Peony Garden, while Qingfeng headed towards Yixin Garden. Less than half an hour later, Old Madam Cai, accompanied by her two sons, and Lijiang, accompanied by Yunya, all gathered at Yixin Garden. Half an hour later, Cai Zhonghe, Lijiang, and Yunya hurried to the Finance Garden.

They walked briskly among the weeping willows and onto the small bridge. They had no time to admire the lotus blossoms in the pond; instead, they hurried across the bridge and turned into the long corridor. As they rounded the bend, they saw in the distance the willow branches swaying in the breeze, the lotus leaves spreading across the water, and Xiaoqian, holding a round fan and wearing wooden clogs, standing by the pond. She wore a long pink dress, made of ordinary fabric, but it fit her perfectly, accentuating her graceful figure. Her jet-black hair was tied into two braids, interspersed with pink ribbons, cascading naturally down to her waist from her high breasts.

Its simplicity, purity, and fragrance, its natural beauty, are soothing to the eye and comforting to the heart. It's like a gentle summer breeze that blows away the heat, or like being in a vast, green grassland, making one feel refreshed and relaxed.

Cai Zhonghe grew to love it more and more as he looked at it, his heart overflowing with admiration.

"Miss Xiaoqian!" He Yunya called out joyfully and ran over quickly. Just then, Xiaoqian turned around upon hearing the call. He Yunya grabbed her hand and shook it with a beaming smile. "Miss Xiaoqian, congratulations! Congratulations so much! Oh, what happened to your eyes?"

Yes, Xiaoqian's once clear and captivating eyes were now red and swollen, resembling two sweet and delicious peaches. Xiaoqian instinctively turned away from He Yunya's outstretched hand, "I'm fine. Miss He, what brings you here?"

"What's wrong with your eyes? Have you been crying?" Cai Zhonghe's voice interrupted. Xiaoqian looked over at the sound and met Cai Zhonghe's gaze. Startled, Xiaoqian quickly turned away.

Cai Zhonghe turned around and roared, "Du Ping, get out here!"

In the blink of an eye, Du Ping scrambled out from behind the artificial hill, trembling as he said, "Second...Second Master."

Cai Zhonghe's handsome face darkened. "You brat, are you asking for a beating?"

"I didn't, I didn't. If I dared to touch Second Master's woman, may I be struck by lightning. It was, it was, it was Lü Liang, it was him who harassed Miss Xiaoqian, it had nothing to do with me." Du Ping swore to the heavens and the earth, and at the end, he also took the opportunity to frame his love rival.

Cai Zhonghe sneered, "Lü Liang?"

Du Ping suddenly felt a chill.

"Second Master has misunderstood Brother Du."

Xiaoqian's slightly apologetic voice drifted on the breeze. Cai Zhonghe turned to look at her. Two rosy clouds instantly rose on Xiaoqian's beautiful face, like the bright morning glow on the horizon, making her even more radiant. Although her eyes were swollen like peaches, she looked even more adorable.

Lijiang said unhurriedly, "Second Master, please, we have important business to attend to."

Cai Zhonghe's face flushed slightly, and he reached out to touch his handsome, full nose, realizing that he had lost his composure.

Xiaoqian looked up and met Lijiang's deep, beautiful eyes, and suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. She fearfully hid behind He Yunya. She didn't understand what was happening; why were so many people suddenly here?

He Yunya smiled gently and said, "Don't be afraid. We have been entrusted by Young Master Jianyue to discuss some things with you."

"Is Young Master Jianyue coming back? When will he return?" Xiaoqian forgot everything else, overjoyed and surprised, tears streaming down her face. "Is he alright? Is he healthy? Miss He, please, please, even just a little news would be enough. Is Young Master Jianyue healthy? Is he alright?"

“He’s doing well.” He Yunya’s eyes also welled up with tears as she comforted him, “He misses you very much too.”

“He’s fine. He cares about me a lot. He’s fine. He cares about me a lot. Thank you, Ms. He, thank you.”

Xiaoqian's face was streaked with tears, yet she laughed so joyfully. Her beautiful face, like a pear blossom glistening with dew under the sunlight, was breathtakingly beautiful. This time, even Lijiang couldn't help but admire her. Cai Zhonghe, however, suddenly turned his face away.

Lijiang spoke up, "Miss Xiaoqian, there's something I'd like to discuss with you."