Nine-Tailed Fox

When it was over, he asked casually, "Is that bastard treating you well?"

Yun Xiaohuo turned his eyes, and a smile slowly climbed to the corner of his mouth, "It's okay."

Ghost Tree glanced at Yun Xiaohuo's expression, and suddenly asked again: "Xiaohuo, do you really want to give birth to a second mortal child for him?"

"Who said it's for him? I'm for Jing'er!" Yun Xiaohuo looked at the fruit in his hand, thought for a while before continuing: "Look at the posture at that time, if that person knows that after the thunder, my soul I'm already damaged, I can't live for a few more years, I'm sure I'll be uneasy, when I die, he might come with me, leaving Jing'er alone in the world, how can I rest assured? Before he dies, entrust another child to him. The child is still young, so he will not come after him so quickly, and he will be able to take care of Jing'er for a few more years. It's cold and clear, and Jing'er will be afraid."

"really?"

"nature."

"Who would believe you?" Ghost Tree snorted twice, turned his head and left.

Yun Xiaohuo, who had disappeared for twelve days, finally returned to the palace. According to his habit, he must leave at nightfall and return at nightfall.

The night was heavy and snowy, and Yun Xiaohuo stepped on the snow with a pair of lambskin boots, making a creaking sound, which was very clearly heard in this quiet palace. Before he reached the gate of the palace, he saw the little sparrow raised Holding an oil-paper umbrella, he propped it on Xuanyuan Jin's head with his feet in his hands.

Looking at Xuanyuan Jin again, he was dressed in the yellow robe and gown of the Ming Emperor, wrapped in a thick cotton coat, because he knew that Yun Xiaohuo didn't like furs made of fox fur and mink fur, so he was dressed so poorly. If people outside looked at it, they would think the emperor was stingy.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xuanyuan Jin who was waiting at the gate of the palace quickly turned his head. The moment he saw Yun Xiaohuo, a silly smile appeared on that pretty face.

"Are you back?" Xuanyuan Jin's mouth became white as soon as he spoke.

"En." Yun Xiaohuo nodded, glanced at the white snow falling on Xuanyuan Jin's shoulders, then at his frozen purple lips, and asked knowingly: "It's you, why are you standing at the gate of my palace in the middle of the night? "

"Wait for you!"

Yun Xiaohuo slightly raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do you know I'm coming back today?"

"I don't know, so I have been waiting since the night of the tenth day. Fortunately, you came back just after the third night."

"Why don't you go inside and wait?"

"Didn't you say that you didn't inform me in advance, so you won't let me in?" Xuanyuan Jin flashed his eyes with an aggrieved look on his face, "So I just dare to wait for you outside."

In the past six months, Xuanyuan Jin has become more and more hopeless.

"Oh?" Yun Xiaohuo looked at Xuanyuan Jin suspiciously, and said after a long time, "Since I'm back, you should go back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation with peace of mind, right?"

"That little confusion..." Xuanyuan Jin asked hesitantly, "on the fifteenth day of this month... don't you think you are not in the palace? So... can I stay tonight?" Xuanyuan Jin is like a little daughter-in-law After holding back for a long time, he finally understood what he said, and then stared at Yun Xiaohuo expectantly.

"Then come in." After saying that, Yun Xiaohuo stepped into the threshold first, so he didn't see Xuanyuan Jin, who was following behind him, happily gestured a finger towards the other end of the palace wall.

A small figure disappeared at the corner of the other end of the red wall with a whoosh, only to hear two chuckles from the darkness. Couldn't that voice be Xuanyuan Jing who has been established as the prince and changed his surname back?

"I knew Daddy would be soft-hearted, and now I can earn a hard-earned horse."

Besides, Xuanyuan Jin followed Yun Xiaohuo into the palace, and when the two stayed together, they always sent everyone away, they were always the only two, and it was always Xuanyuan Jin who served Yun Xiaohuo.

"Is there any fruit wine?" Yun Xiaohuo lazily leaned on the imperial concubine's couch.

"Yes! Yes!" Xuanyuan Jin nodded repeatedly.

"Pour me a glass, I haven't had a drink for a long time, so I want to try it."

After returning to Beijing with Xuanyuan Jin, Yun Xiaohuo didn't drink fruit wine very often. He always likes to make tea in his spare time. He loves the bitterness and sweetness of tea, but he thinks it is more palatable than the fruit wine he used to drink. But today, for some reason, he thought of drinking fruit wine again, which made Xuanyuan Jin happy.

"I brewed this jar with my own hands last year. Try it. The wine tastes light, slightly sweet, and the aroma of grapes is very strong. It has been kept here with you, but it's a pity that you haven't drunk it yet."

Xuanyuan Jin turned to look for wine, Yun Xiaohuo just smiled and looked at his attentive back, then sighed softly, shook his head and spread his palms, and swallowed the shimmering fruit.

At the end of the 16th year of Jialong, the fourth prince Xuanyuan Ning was born.

At the beginning of Jialong's 17th year, Xuanyuan Jin woke up early in the morning, only to see a letter, and Xuanyuan Ning, who was only a few months old, Yun Xiaohuo disappeared again, and everything seemed to return to the beginning.

But Xuanyuan Jin knew that Yun Xiaohuo would definitely come back, so he waited day and night, and the lights of Fanhua Palace were brightly lit all night and never went out.

end

On a summer afternoon, the heat was so hot that it made people feel irritable. Xuanyuan Jin changed into casual clothes, his long hair was simply tied up, and he held a jar of fruit wine brewed by himself in his left hand. The current crown prince Xuanyuan Jing walked on his right, followed by Xiao Quezi, the prince's personal eunuch Xiao Yinzi, and several imperial eunuchs and court ladies.

Xuanyuan Jin asked Xuanyuan Jing about his homework as he walked, and in a short while came to the entrance of Fanhua Hall, pushed open the door, but there was a person standing on the other side of the door, he saw that person was dressed in black, and there was a faint black air around his body.

"Godfather!" Xuanyuanjing recognized that the person in front of him was a ghost tree that he hadn't seen for many years, and jumped up excitedly, pulling his sleeve and said, "Godfather, why are you here?"

Ghost Tree patted his head, then looked up at Xuanyuan Jin, "Go in, he's waiting for you."

Xuanyuan Jin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood, and rushed straight to the corridor, all the way towards the backyard. Xuanyuan Jing wanted to follow, but was grabbed by the collar by the ghost tree.

"Little bastard, you can go there later." Guishu knelt down and patted Xuanyuanjing on the head, "Let them talk first."

In the quiet backyard, there was not even a sound of wind, as if even the sunlight had been locked into the barrier, and it was hot and motionless.

Xuanyuan Jin stopped at the door of the house, still panting, and put his outstretched hand on the door buckle, trembling faintly.

After taking a deep breath, with a strong wrist, the door was pushed open with a creak, and the sunlight scrambled to come in through the crack that was only half a person wide, illuminating half the room.

Lying on the bed was a dying red fox. It had no beautiful coat color, no fiery red brilliance, only a black gas wrapped around him like a spirit snake, and this was his only life.

"Xiao Huo?" It's not that Xuanyuan Jin was unprepared. Over the years, he had vaguely understood it, but he never dared to prove it. Now that the cruelty is unfolding before his eyes, he only feels that his heart is being torn apart a little bit, but he can't express the pain on the face.

As if hearing his call, the fox's ears trembled slightly, and then opened his eyes, revealing a pair of dull red eyes.

One person and one fox just stared at each other like this, as if they wanted to see the end of a lifetime.

In the end, the fox turned his eyes away, and then, as if he was going to exhaust all his strength, he shook his front body, and the red light gradually ignited at the heart, covering the black gas little by little until it enveloped his entire body.

"Little Huo!" Xuanyuan Jin pounced on him. As soon as he got to the bedside, the red light went out, and a coquettish and pale face appeared in front of his eyes.

He caught his crumbling body smoothly, let him lean against his chest, and wrapped his arms around him tightly, afraid that if he let go, nothing would be lost.

"I'm sorry, the demon power is not enough, and I can't change back to the original appearance."

Yun Xiaohuo smiled wryly and touched his long and narrow eyes, but the target was the fingers with sharp claws. His heart trembled, and he hurriedly tried to hide his hands, but Xuanyuan Jin grabbed them.

"I said it earlier, I'm used to it, it's all the same to me." He pressed his palm to his face, "Welcome home."

"Well, I'm back." Yun Xiaohuo raised his head and looked at the man in front of him. He had familiar facial features and aura. It's just that he was old and had gray hair on his ears and temples. This is the appearance of a human being, and a life span of just a few decades cannot compare to his long life of a thousand years.

"I kept you waiting for a long time." Yun Xiaohuo propped up his body, turned around, embraced Xuanyuan Jin with both hands, and pressed his face to his heart, "Don't ask me where I went?"

"It doesn't matter, as long as you come back, it doesn't matter where you go."

Yun Xiaozhuo smiled and said, "But I want to tell you."

"Okay, tell me, I'll listen."

"Actually, I knew after the thunder disaster that I would not live long, so I agreed to bring Jing'er back to the palace with you."

"Yeah." Xuanyuan Jin listened quietly, touching Yun Xiaohuo's warm skin with his fingers, stroking him time after time.

"I have to leave the palace every once in a while because I have to go back to the mountains to recuperate to ensure that I can still maintain my human form. However, if Ghost Tree has not been using his treasures to help me continue my demon power these years, I might not be able to return coming."

"That time when you were injured by the Seal of Subduing Demons, you said it's okay, isn't it a lie?"

"Yeah, if Qing'er hadn't gone to the Ghost Tree to get a soul-fixing pill for me, I would have been miserable."

"Then how much did Sheng Ning'er hurt you?"

"Oh, you really don't want to let it go, why bother?" Yun Xiaohuo sighed, "Sheng Ning'er is indeed dangerous, without him, maybe I can last for another year or a half."

"why……"

"Is a year and a half useful? It may be a long time for you, but for my 500-year life, it's just a snap of my fingers. I don't care about it."

"You should know that even staying with you for an extra hour is worth cherishing to me!"

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