Kiyomi Tsuki and His Fox - Chapter 215
The well-mannered little crow has transformed into a shrew.
The torn new dress slid sheepishly from the little fox's mouth to the floor. Whether startled or for some other reason, the little fox let out a shriek and fled on all fours. What everyone saw next was the little crow brandishing a large broom, shouting and yelling, while the little fox ran happily ahead, leaping and bounding, occasionally checking on the panting little crow to make sure it was keeping up.
The little fox fled into the water courtyard, crossed the bridge, and leaped onto the water pavilion. It then frantically pawed at an exquisite door with its paws.
"Master, the little crow is about to kill your beloved fox! Master, open the door quickly! Help, Master, if you wait any longer, you'll never see your beloved fox again!"
“Fox, don’t be naughty. The lord has ordered that no one is allowed to disturb the master, especially you.”
The little maidservant guarding the gate warned the little fox in a soft, gentle voice. The little fox cried out, leaping and bounding about, waving its paws incessantly, and wagging its tail frantically. Poor little maidservant, why can't you understand fox language?
"No, I can't let you in. The master ordered that Little Crow will take care of you during this time and you are not allowed to disturb the master. Every time the master is lazy, he uses you as an excuse."
The little fox was furious, wishing he could swat the maid's face with his claws, but he was afraid his master would spank him. Of course, a spanking was a small matter; it was the master's anger that was the real problem.
"Fox, stop right there! It's no use running away no matter where you go."
The little crow finally arrived.
The little fox was delighted. "Hey, here they come!"
"Today, I'm going to swat you to death like a tiny mosquito."
The little crow, carrying a large broom on its shoulder, exuded a murderous aura, completely abandoning its usual self-proclaimed ladylike image, leaving the maids serving in the water courtyard utterly terrified.
The little fox stuck out its rear end and wagged its tail at the little crow in a provocative manner, saying, "Come on, come on, let me fart and you'll be suffocated."
The little crow was furious, no longer caring where it was, chasing the little fox and frantically swatting at it... The courtyard was in complete chaos until the door opened. How could it miss such a good opportunity? The little fox shot out like a white arrow, but the door suddenly slammed shut, and the little fox's head slammed solidly against the door with a "bang!" Now it was in trouble; the shrunken little crow was seen hopping around it with a large broom in hand.
The little fox was so aggrieved that tears almost fell from its eyes. "Waaah, my master doesn't love me anymore."
Suddenly, a cold laugh rang out. The little fox was startled and jumped up. There stood the little crow, holding a large broom high, and said triumphantly, "Well, do you still want to escape this time?"
The little fox was so frightened that it frantically scratched at the door with its paws, crying out, "Help! Master, help!"
A few more cold laughs followed. "It's no use. Grandma and Miss Lijiang have instructed that no one is allowed to disturb the master during this time, especially you... little fox." The little crow grinned and laughed wildly.
The little fox curled up in a ball, looking just like a panda cub abandoned by its mother. "Master doesn't want me anymore, boohoo... Master doesn't want me anymore, waaaah..."
This time, it was the little crow's turn to be arrogant. He raised his large broom high, putting all his strength into it. Unexpectedly, the little fox, who had just been crying his eyes out, suddenly trembled, arched his back, bared his sharp teeth, raised his long, snow-white fur, and let out a low growl like a wild beast. The little crow, who had just prepared himself, was startled, as if a bowstring had been taut, and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
With a sharp cry, the little fox suddenly leaped up and pounced on the little crow's face. With a swipe of its claws, a bloody mark appeared on the little crow's cheek. The fox then kicked off the little crow's shoulder with its hind paws, and its snow-white figure drew a beautiful arc in the air before gracefully jumping into the hot spring pool with a "plop".
The little crow dropped the large broom from her hand to the floor. She cautiously touched her burning face, then saw the maids whispering amongst themselves, and vaguely heard someone say, "Round one, Fox wins! Pay up, pay up!" A wisp of black smoke rose from the little crow's head. "Fox—"
In the steaming hot spring pool, the little fox swam around, singing a joyful little fox song...
Because Lu Qingcheng had given the order, no matter how much the little fox caused trouble, even if it poked a hole in the sky, it wouldn't be able to see Qing Jianyue. Lu Qingcheng compensated the little crow for all its losses and sent someone to deliver the best wound ointment, entrusting the little crow to continue taking care of the little fox's food, water, and excrement. Thus, the war between the human and the fox continued.
On the wedding day, to prevent the little fox from causing trouble, Lu Qingcheng specially asked Zhao Xing to take care of it personally. So, all night long, the little fox obediently lay in Zhao Xing's warm embrace, squinting its golden eyes, smiling whenever it saw a beautiful woman. Every woman who saw it would come over to take a look.
Of course, looking is fine, but touching is out of the question. The wedding of the Lu Family Fortress Master will be attended by countless outsiders, inevitably leading to chaos. Rumors circulate that the black market has raised the price by ten thousand taels of gold for the spirit fox belonging to Qing Jianyue of the Lu Family Fortress. Therefore, Zhao Xing carefully tended to the little fox all night. And the little fox was well-behaved, either nestled in Zhao Xing's arms or following him around his skirt.
Fireworks rained down in the night sky, and Zhao Xing's radiant smile was as dazzling and captivating as those fireworks.
The little fox wagged its tail and happily jumped around, having a great time, when suddenly it heard a strange sound. Alertly, it pricked up its ears and searched for the voice calling. The further it went, the more the laughter, shouts, and firecrackers seemed to come and go with the wind. Suddenly, a thick cloud of smoke rose, and the little fox abruptly stopped, its clear golden eyes wide open, trying hard to see who was speaking inside.
Suddenly, the smoke dissipated, and out emerged a handsome man with flowing robes, elegant and refined. The little fox gaped in disbelief, and the man smiled, "Child, come to your father."
"Father?"
"I have been searching for you for a long time, and I have finally found you. Come back to the Fox Realm with me."
"The Fox Realm?"
The little fox shook its head. Am I dreaming?
Just then, Zhao Xing's voice drifted from afar on the wind, "Fox, come back quickly, don't be naughty. Fox, Fox..." Upon hearing this, the little fox jumped up and tried to run away, but unexpectedly, a cloud of smoke enveloped the little fox, and in the blink of an eye, it was in the man's arms.
"Fox!" Zhao Xing, supported by the little crow, came running up, panting. "Who are you? You look so refined, yet you dare to do such a despicable thing. Put Fox down right now, or when I call my men, you'll be in for a world of hurt."
"Young lady, I will repay any kindness shown to me. Twenty years from now, the son of the Fox King will surely marry Lady Lu's daughter." The man smiled warmly, and a cloud of smoke suddenly rose, carrying the man and the snow-white little fox in his arms away in an instant.
Zhao Xing and Little Crow opened their mouths in shock, but couldn't utter a single word.
(Finish)
Side Story: Lu Qingcheng's Dream
Filled with melancholy and vexation, Lu Qingcheng went to bed. Lying on the warm, thick quilt of his bed, his mind was still turbulent with thoughts and uncertainties. He tossed and turned, his mind shifting between clarity and confusion. Finally, he got out of bed and pushed open the plum blossom window. A bright, solitary moon hung in the vast, deep sky, casting its silvery light upon the heavens and earth.
The pure white, crystalline snowflakes danced in the air like the skirts of dancers, displaying a myriad of graceful movements. Kiyomi Tsuki, dressed in a snow-white robe, with her flowing black-blue hair and bare, porcelain-like feet, was bathed in the world of swirling snowflakes.
Lu Qingcheng trembled inwardly. What a beautiful person she was!
Suddenly, he saw a pair of transparent wings sprout from Kiyomi Tsuki's back. Was it shock, or something else? His heart pounded faster than a war drum. Then, he saw Kiyomi Tsuki spread her wings and make a graceful movement, as if she were about to ride the wind away.
No! You want to fly away? You can't. I must stop you.
In her haste, Lu Qingcheng flashed a light and suddenly appeared beside him.
Kiyomi Tsuki stared at him as if she had been startled.
Driven by rage, Lu Qingcheng exuded a dangerous and terrifying aura as she sternly demanded, "Where do you think you're going? Are you trying to escape?"
Kiyomi Tsuki took a step back in fear.
Lu Qingcheng, with a murderous aura like a demon, said, "Are you scared? No, you're just pretending to be docile. Actually, you want to take this opportunity to escape."