Nine-Tailed Fox

eyes, stretched out his hand to hold him, not wanting the other party to stand up first.

"I beg you, don't say such things in the future, I promise you, I will control myself in the future, and stop coming to Fanhua Palace to disturb you."

Xuanyuan Jin walked to the door of the house, just in time to run into Xi'er who came in holding a hand stove.

"Your Majesty, my servant brought Mr. Yun's hand stove...Hey, where are you going, Your Majesty?"

"I'll go back to the Imperial Study Room first, and come back after warming up the Fanhua Palace."

"The slave obeys the order."

Seeing Xuanyuan Jin's hurried back, Xi'er entered the room in confusion.

"What's the matter with the emperor? He just cheerfully said that he would stay longer? Could it be that something big happened to the court?"

Yun Xiaohuo sat at the window and took the hand stove, looking at the continuous footprints on the snow-white ground outside the house, she was speechless for a while.

"Master Yun?"

"Come along, he can't do without you."

"Yes, the servant will go there now, Mr. Yun, do you have something for the servant to pass on to the emperor?"

Yun Xiaohuo was stunned, and shook his head with a wry smile, "Nothing."

The winter snow comes and goes quickly. When the snow stops and the sky clears, only the dripping snow on the eaves has not completely stopped.

For the past five days, Yun Xiaohuo has never left the Fanhua Pavilion, and Xuanyuan Jin has never appeared again. Although it is only a few walls away, it seems to be as far away as several mountains.

The strange desertedness made Yun Xiaohuo a little suspicious, and the soft dispute outside the hall drifted into his ears with the breeze, and he couldn't help but listen attentively to the familiar voice.

"Prince, you must not tell Mr. Yun." Xi'er was kneeling in front of Xuanyuanjing.

"Why not? Father has been in a coma all day, I must tell daddy."

"Your majesty, I'm strongly urging you not to tell Mr. Yun these things. Prince, please do so. Don't make any more trouble. If your majesty wakes up and finds out, you'll have to blame the slaves for making their own decisions."

"Eunuch Que, tell the truth, why would my father prefer to review memorials every night in the imperial study instead of visiting my father? Why would my father get sick and not let my father be notified? Tell me!"

"Prince, how can a slave talk too much about the matter between the emperor and Mr. Yun."

"Did they fight again?"

"this……"

"Is it the father who made Daddy angry?"

"The slave doesn't know either, it's just..."

"Just what, tell me quickly!"

"My servant heard from the emperor that Mr. Yun asked the emperor to marry a concubine."

"Father is sad?" Although Xuanyuan Jing was young, but when he saw Xuanyuan Jin protect Yun Xiaohuo through the thunder disaster, he knew many things by heart.

"Hey, how can the emperor not be sad, but the emperor also has the stubbornness and self-esteem of the emperor, so the prince will fulfill the emperor."

"Do you think Daddy will never forgive Father?"

"Prince, you should go to Wenhua Palace quickly, otherwise Prince Fu will be angry again."

"Well, then you should take care of your father. If he wakes up, send someone to notify him immediately."

"Yes."

Was it sick?Yun Xiaohuo frowned and paced back and forth in the room, thinking that Xuanyuan Jin's eyes had turned red that day, she was a little worried again.

He didn't mean to say those words to annoy him, those few words were sincere, but he was reluctant to say everything before he said it clearly.

But in this way, Xuanyuan Jin became like this, so how should he get through the hurdles in the future?

Yun Xiaohuo sat in front of the bronze mirror, looked at his pale face, and took a long time to spit out the soul-fixing pill from his mouth.

"It's up to you."

The soul-fixing pill glowed faintly in his palm until it covered Yun Xiaohuo's entire body, and finally turned into a red light and disappeared out of the window.

The dim candlelight of Qianqing Palace peacefully illuminates one room.

The eunuchs and maids in the palace have already been evacuated. Xuanyuan Jin has gone crazy these few days. He is so shameful that even the little bird can hardly get close. Yushufang took a look at the emperor, and I am afraid that no one knows that today he fell ill and passed out by the dragon chair.

At this moment, ambergris mixed with the faint smell of medicine exudes in the air, making the silence a bit bitter, like a person on a dragon couch, even in a coma, still frowning tightly, as if in pain at any time. Extricate yourself.

A fox slipped in from nowhere and headed straight for the dragon couch. When it reached the side of the couch, it settled down and raised its forelimbs to stand up like a human. Then a red light flashed, and a round bead spit out from its mouth. , hanging above the forehead, as the light expanded, the original fox gradually took the shape of a human, which was naturally Yun Xiaohuo.

This change really took some effort for Yun Xiaohuo, but fortunately, Leng Qing got the soul-sustaining pill from the ghost tree, otherwise, with his current physical strength, it would be really difficult to do it.

Yun Xiaohuo, who had changed back to human form, sat beside the dragon couch, reached out to touch Xuanyuan Jin's forehead, then touched his face with the back of his hand, and finally pressed his food between his brows, and said to himself: "Is it because you let me Picking a show and marrying a concubine, it seems to worry you! Tell me, if I'm gone someday, what will you do?"

"Little Huo!" The sleeping person exclaimed suddenly, Yun Xiaohuo quickly stopped in fright, looked down, but found that Xuanyuan Jin hadn't woken up at all.

"Xiaohuo~Xiaohuo~" This man called him again and again in his dream, with a sad tone of affection, as if he was chasing after him, but at the same time he seemed to be begging.

Yun Xiaohuo looked at his murmuring lips, and leaned forward to listen carefully, but he heard him muttering extremely softly in a breathless voice: "Xiaohuo, don't leave me, don't go... Don't go... I was wrong... I was wrong... Don't go!"

"What the hell is this!"

Yun Xiaohuo was sighing secretly, but saw that the person who was still in the dream had tears slipping from the corners of his eyes, dripping down the pillow one by one.

Xuanyuan Jin was the king of a dynasty, worshiped by thousands of people. I think he was suave and suave when he was young, he was domineering and arrogant when he first came to the throne, and he was so decisive and ruthless when he ordered to kill him, but here, in this scene, I don’t know How in the dream of parting from life and death, he actually shed tears of love for a mere fox demon.

Yun Xiaohuo dipped his index finger into his tears and put them in his mouth, the bitter taste spread along the tip of his tongue to infiltrate his internal organs, like an invisible palm, tightly clutching his heart.

"Xuanyuan Jin, how can you make me feel at ease." Yun Xiaohuo lay down and pressed against Xuanyuan Jin's face, a drop of red tears fell down the cheeks onto the skin of Xuanyuan Jin's neck.

As soon as Xuanyuan Jin opened his eyes, he saw Yun Xiaohuo's face.

He suddenly recalled the scene when he first met on the Broken Bridge. Under the red oil-paper umbrella, there was a small fair face and long fiery red hair. The concubines in the queen's palace must be beautiful.

Now, looking at the palpable face in front of her eyes, her face was still the same, she was still charming, but she was disturbingly haggard, as if she was going to sleep.

Xuanyuan Jin panicked, stretched out his hands to hold Yun Xiaohuo's face, and called him softly, "Xiaohuo? Xiaohuo?"

"Huh?" Yun Xiaohuo woke up, and snorted sleepily.

Xuanyuan Jin calmed down, exhaled a long breath, stretched out his arms to hug him, and buried his face in the crook of his neck.

"You finally woke up." Yun Xiaohuo let him hold her without moving.

"Why are you here?" Xuanyuan Jin just woke up from a coma, and acted coquettishly like a child, "Didn't you tell me to stop bothering you at Fanhua Pavilion? How did you come here by yourself?"

Yun Xiaohuo couldn't help laughing, "When did I say that I won't let you come to Fanhua Pavilion?"

"You asked me to draft, isn't it clear that you think I'm annoying?"

"You are making too much sense! Forget it, if you don't want to choose, then don't choose."

"Then can I visit you every day?" Xuanyuan Jin asked him tentatively.

Yun Xiaohuo nodded and said, "But the agreement can't be changed. You can only stay on the first and fifteenth day of the new year."

"it is good."

There were some small disappointments, but thinking of seeing Yun Xiaohuo every day, Xuanyuan Jin became happy again, not to mention that now that Ruanxiang was in his arms, he had already been distracted, but it was a pity that he didn't have the guts to make a move.

"Little Huo, can I touch you?"

"No." Yun Xiaohuo replied simply, "I watched you all night last night, I'm tired."

"Then you sleep a little longer."

Although Xuanyuan Jin was rejected, he was very happy in his heart, because at least he knew that Yun Xiaohuo still had him in his heart, even if it wasn't as much as in the past, he was already very content.

After the first snowfall, it was the Spring Festival, and the palace and the palace were bustling with activity, but the inside of the Fanhua Pavilion was still quiet, except for the occasional sound of bubbling water and the faint fragrance of tea.

On the first night of the first day of the new year, Xuanyuan Jin stayed overnight, maybe because he drank too much tea, he couldn't sleep at night.

Yun Xiaohuo leaned against his arms and fell asleep soundly, with the sound of inaudible breathing up and down between her nostrils, peacefully over her head.

Thinking that Xuanyuan Jing was always dishonest when sleeping, Xuanyuan Jin not only smiled, but the child's sleeping appearance was not like Yun Xiaohuo's, it was very much like himself.

He just kept looking at Yun Xiaohuo, using gentle eyes to describe his facial features, the outline of his face, and then to the strands of red hair entangled with his own long hair.

I really want to look at it like this for a few lifetimes, and it will be fine.Xuanyuan Jin looked extravagantly, then laughed to himself.

At this moment, Yun Xiaohuo's body suddenly trembled, and then he opened his eyes suddenly, the out-of-focus eyes were full of emptiness, and his facial expression became extremely flustered.

Has Xuanyuan Jin ever seen Yun Xiaohuo like this?Touching his face quickly, he asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Only then did Yun Xiaohuo look intently at Xuanyuan Jin who was close in front of him, then heaved a sigh of relief, grabbed the cloth around his waist with both hands, and shook his head.

"Are you all right?" Xuanyuan Jin was still a little worried.

"It was just a nightmare."

"What did you dream about?" He patted his back to comfort him.

The corners of Yun Xiaohuo's eyes were slightly bent downwards, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.