The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 26
The wooden doll was put into an iron box and locked up.

Qing Moyan turned and went back to the study, someone cleaned the brazier, and then began to clean the yard.

Xuanyu personally supervised the delivery of the iron box into an empty warehouse.

When turning around to lock the door, Xuanyu heard a dull knocking sound from inside the iron box.

Although the voice was not loud, he could hear it clearly.

The hair of a few handymen standing on the side was about to stand up in fright, "Is this... really okay?"

Xuanyu snorted, "What are you afraid of, just do what the prince tells you, and no one is allowed to come near here."

Everyone responded.

Xuanyu locked the warehouse door with her own hands.

Through the door, people can still faintly hear the knocking sound from the warehouse.

"Boom...boom..."

The sound continued until dusk fell, and then stopped.

At the same time, in a private courtyard in the city.

"It seems that this device is no longer useful." In the dark room, a man said quietly.

"Why can't it be used anymore?" There was another man sitting not far behind the man. There was no light in the dark room, so his face could not be seen clearly. On his shoulder lay a white mink with snow-white fur. It looked particularly eye-catching, and the man was gently stroking its fur while talking.

"The soul-absorbing pill is still in that beast's body, I can no longer feel its existence...I really didn't expect that little thing to have this kind of ability."

The man petting the white mink chuckled, "It's a spirit beast that came as a tribute, so it's naturally unusual. I'll get that little thing after I finish this matter."

"But... that soul-absorbing pill has been used up."

"It's useless, it's useless, anyway, those files have been destroyed." The man stroked the soft neck of the white sable, "The most worthless thing in this world is human life, really... as many as you want." He hehe When he smiled, his lips curled into a beautiful arc.

Dali Temple.

Qing Moyan was sitting behind the table reviewing the files, curled up on his lap with a ball of black fur.

"My lord, aren't you going back to the Hou's mansion tonight?" Xuan Yu brought in the dinner.

"No return." Qing Moyan said without raising her head.

Xuanyu put down the food, hesitantly said: "I heard that Lord Hou is helping you arrange your marriage recently, if you don't go back..."

The brush in Qing Moyan's hand paused, "He is my father, since he wants to make trouble, let him do it."

Xuanyu said anxiously: "How can it be, your first wife is also our mistress, how can we just watch Lord Hou drag you into your back house."

Qing Moyan sneered, "In his eyes, I should be the real drag. Every time the Gu poison flares up, I am half dead. I think he must have hinted at others when he proposed marriage to them. My life is not long."

"Don't worry, son, we will definitely find all the medicines." Xuanyu's eyes were red.

"It depends on God's will whether we can find all the medicines." Qing Moyan didn't care. When she put down the pen, she touched the little fox lying on her lap with her left hand. Its stomach was a little dry, remembering that it was empty at noon So he told Xuanyu, "Go get a bowl of goat's milk."

Xuan Yu originally wanted to persuade a few more words, but seeing that Qing Moyan was not interested in it at all, she had to go out in response.

marriage?

Qing Moyan sneered when there was no one in the room.

Even if he doesn't go back, he can guess what kind of women his father will pick for him. They are weak and incompetent, and they are really worthy of his long-term poisoned body.

The goat's milk that Xuanyu brought was still warm, Qing Moyan took the spoon with her own hands and slowly poured the goat's milk into Ru Xiaonan's mouth.

"I must be crazy to care about such a little thing as you." Qing Moyan said to herself, Ru Xiaonan was still lethargic and couldn't swallow on her own, so she fed less and spilled more.

Qing Moyan wiped off the milk around its mouth with a handkerchief.

"You are my pet, life and death are up to me, and you are not allowed to die without my permission, do you hear me?"

He tapped its head lightly with his finger.

He had to admit that he had an inexplicable feeling for this little thing.

While he needs it, it also needs to rely on him to survive.

This feeling of mutual need made him feel very satisfied.

(End of this chapter)