This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

The red clothes are like elves walking out of the fire, jumping and shuttling in the night.

Tsing Yi ran out of the Prince Regent's Mansion and stood on the street holding a handful of snow and smashed it on her face. Was the burnt knife she drank poisoned with tonight? How could he be so dizzy and playful with the old white-faced fellow?

She took a few deep breaths and punched her chest with two punches, stunned to the point where she stunned herself.

"Cough cough cough..."

At the end of the street, Xiao Jue concealed his breath and kept following behind the drunk cat, standing in the shadows and watching her.

Seeing her aggressive punching and hammering, with two clanging sounds, she was stunned by her arrogant and dry cloud operation.

This little troublemaker... is he drunk?

How... how can you still **** yourself off?

Xiao Jue bit his lip tightly, took a deep breath and put his hand on his lips. The smiles in his eyebrows are about to flow out, what should I do, his little troublemaker is like a little fool.

Tsing Yi finally stopped coughing, rubbed his heart with a grin, looked down, and suddenly fell silent.

Xiao Jue was a little curious, what was this little guy thinking about when he lowered his head and pondered?

Why do you look sad?

"It's over...it's getting more and more flat..."

Xiao Jue lowered her head abruptly, covered her face tightly with one hand, and shook her shoulders twice.

After Tsing Yi muttered, she looked back and saw nothing but an empty space. Her nose moved, was she delusional? Just for a moment, she seemed to smell the suffocating energy of the old white face.

In the whole street, except for this old ghost, she was still wandering, not even a hair, let alone a person.

Tsing Yi mumbled a few times, and then he staggered forward again. Which direction is Prince Ling's residence coming from?

Xiao Jue looked at her drunk cat figure, sighed faintly, and followed up uneasy.

Going to look for trouble like this, don't put yourself in the gutter by accident.

In the East Palace.

The cronies around Chu Ziyu were killed and injured by the fox demon, and Tsing Yi sent the drunkards over temporarily.

"His Royal Highness, that fox really ran away." The drunkard ran from the imperial kitchen to report.

Chu Ziyu snorted, no surprise, "Did Li Yu bring it back?"

The drunkard nodded, his eyes full of resentment: "Han Qishui's attack is ruthless, Eunuch Li still refused to let him go after being sent to the clothes washing bureau, and he was soaked in the snow in this cold winter and twelfth lunar day.

The imperial doctor came to see that although his life was saved, he was afraid that the leg could not be cured, and he might suffer from cold diseases in the future. "

Chu Ziyu's eyes were extremely gloomy, he got up and walked out.

"Take care of Li Yu."

"Where is Your Highness going, the humble post will be passed on."

"No need." Chu Ziyu said with deep eyes, "Fengtian Palace is not far."

Fengtian Palace? In the middle of the night, His Royal Highness is going to see His Majesty?

The drunkard blinked his eyes and didn't ask any more questions, but it's strange to say that although His Majesty is not in good health, he can't go to court, but he couldn't have been unaware of the changes in the East Palace during this period of time, right?

There have been rumors in the palace that His Royal Highness was bewitched by that goblin Liang Di. Ordinarily, His Majesty is so caring about the Prince, how many times he will decree and ask questions, how can there be no movement at all?

...

The painted smoke that changed back to the ordinary white fox now has the heart to knock down the coffin board of the ancestors of Tsing Yi, but unfortunately the master of the yin division, Mo Dezu, has no chance to grind the ashes of his ancestors for bibimbap.

After cultivating for 3,000 years, he finally turned into a human form, but as soon as he walked around the world, his tail was cut off. If it hadn't run fast enough, I'm afraid he would have to make a fox feast for the skin tonight.

Tsing Yi King!

Chu Ziyu!

You are all waiting for this fox!

The white fox ran desperately with four claws, but it ran out of the wild dog's cage, and ran all the way to the King Ling's mansion.

Without a tail, it stumbled and stumbled unsteadily even when running, and its snow-white fur was covered with dust.

At night, the palace of Ling Wang still had a stage.

Singing on stage.

King Ling on the top of the birdhouse teased the grasshopper and hummed a song.

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and Chu Ziling's feminine face raised a little displeasure, and looked over: "What's the sound?"

The guards froze when they saw this, and soon a servant ran over with a white-haired beast.

"His Highness atonement, it was the villain who saw this beast running around in the house, I was afraid that it was a steal and wanted to catch and kill it, but it was very fierce, and even bit the villain."

After the servant finished speaking, he saw that the white-haired beast who was still fierce suddenly became extremely docile, his eyes staring straight in the direction of Chu Ziling.

Chu Ziling got up and walked over, stared at the white fox for a while, and said, "Kill it."

The servant sighed in relief when he heard the words, and was about to go down with the white fox.

The guard next to him came over with a knife drawn, waved a knife, and rolled his head to the ground.

Scarlet blood splattered the white fox's fur.

Chu Ziling picked up the white fox, her feminine and handsome face was full of pity, "What a poor little fellow, this fur won't be beautiful if it is stained with blood."

The white fox looked at him eagerly, chattering non-stop.

It wanted to speak, but it couldn't.

Naturally, Chu Ziling did not understand these animal languages.

"Why is the tail broken?" Chu Ziling touched its bare buttocks.

A shy look flashed in the white fox's eyes.

The man in front of her was the first person she met since she came to the world.

How much it wants to ask him, do you remember me?

Remember that little fox who looks at you by the window of your study every day? It's me! You even teased me, why don't you remember me just without the tail?

"What a pity, this king remembers that you seemed to have three tails before."

The white fox nodded, his eyes full of excitement, it was me! You finally recognized me!

"A fox without a tail looks so ugly."

A look of sadness and shame flashed in the white fox's eyes, and his front paws were digging back, as if trying to cover his bare buttocks.

As a result, the sharp claws accidentally scratched Chu Ziling's hand, and there was a bloodstain in an instant.

Chu Ziling hissed in pain.

Baihu felt guilty and stuck out his tongue to help him lick the wound, but his hind legs were hanging in the air and he was lifted up by the back of his neck.

Chu Ziling squinted at it, "It's really not good, this king remembers that you used to be very obedient."

"For so many years, you are the most obedient and most willing to listen to this king."

"This king has told you a lot of secrets, but why are you doing this?"

Chu Ziling's expression was a little sad, "You actually want to hurt me."

The white fox was in a hurry, waving its claws desperately, it was not intentional!

"What a heartless little beast." Chu Ziling sighed, her tone was as gentle as ever, and she put it in her arms and caressed it carefully.

The white fox suddenly calmed down, and the pain of the broken tail seemed to disappear at this moment.

"Unfortunately, a fox without a tail doesn't look good when it is peeled off."

The white fox raised his head in amazement, and the next moment, the big hand that gently caressed it, gently twisted its neck.

Chu Ziling looked at the fox corpse in his arms with regret, raised his head, and threw it into the brazier as if he had abandoned it. He twisted his neck and said lazily, "This king doesn't like useless ugly things..."

Sudden.

The high-pitched melody that lingered in Prince Ling's mansion stopped abruptly, as if time had been suspended.

Everyone stood still, and the world seemed to have turned gray.

The only one who could move was Chu Ziling. His pupils were slightly widened, and he looked at the burning brazier in front of him. The color of the flame seemed to be gray.

In the mysterious and silent realm, a faint female voice rang in my ears.

"I don't like ugly things like you!"

A slender jade hand grabbed his neck and lifted him up in the air!

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