The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort - Chapter 139
The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort Chapter 139
At this moment, Xiao Xi suddenly felt less confident about herself.
The kingdom is beautiful, unlike the cinnabar in your eyebrows. After all, it is a perfect story, and it cannot be a reality…
Feng Lingran frowned when he saw the loneliness in the little fox’s eyes.
“Alright, I promise you.”
Leng Yan was shocked. He didn’t expect Feng Lingran to agree so easily; he didn’t even mention the Kyushu Order.
Leng Yan was secretly shocked and happy, and unexpectedly found that this little fox’s position in Feng Lingran’s heart had already beaten Kyushu City.
Leng Yuhan was indifferent, as if he had known about this little fox’s position in Feng Lingran’s heart. For this little fox, Feng Lingran not only nearly killed Leng Yuhan, but he did not hesitate to fight against Nan Gongyin too. Leng Yuhan even had a ridiculous thought in his mind. If this little fox could become a person, it would most probably become Feng Lingran’s concubine sooner or later.
The little fox trembled in her heart, its round eyes looked at Feng Lingran.
What did he say?
He promised Leng Yan?
“General, you can’t! We haven’t got the Kyushu Order yet, you must not let them go…”
“Shut up.” Feng Lingran gave a cold drink, interrupted Qin Guan, and continued, “Bring them here.”
Qin Guan was unwilling, but he did not dare to disobey Feng Lingran’s orders. He could only agree.
Feng Lingran saw the little fox’s eyes turn into surprise. He sneered in his heart. Did she think I would not care for her life?
The arrow in Feng Lingran’s hand moved slightly towards Leng Yan’s arm, “Young Master Leng, if you continue to pinch my little fox like this, I can’t guarantee that your arm will be unharmed.”
Leng Yan was shocked, and soon understood the meaning of Feng Lingran’s words. He put the little fox in his arms, and ran his fingers along the little fox’s white fur on the neck.
He didn’t want to hurt the little fox either.
Soon, two people were brought over by Qin Guan.
“Brother, Second Brother.”
Both suffered injuries to varying degrees. When they saw Leng Yan and Leng Yuhan, they shouted in excitement.
Leng Yuhan shuddered in his heart. When he saw his two younger brothers coming out, he walked forward excitedly and pushed away Qin Guan, saying, “Third Brother, Forth Brother.”
Qin Guan was angry and wanted to stop Leng Yuhan from untying the two. Thinking of Feng Lingran letting him go, he could only stand aside and squeeze his fingers.
Leng Yuhan quickly untied the ropes of the two brothers, and the three held together, “It’s all right, let’s go back.”
Feng Lingran glanced at Leng Yuhan and his brothers. They were really affectionate. He sneered in his heart and said to Leng Yan, “Give the little fox to me.”
Leng Yan did not immediately give the little fox to Feng Lingran, “You let us leave first. I’ll let go of the fox ten miles away.”
A cold look flashed across Feng Lingran’s dark eyes, and the bow and arrow in his hand turned and shot out.
Leng Yuhan screamed, his entire right arm was shot through by Feng Lingran’s arrow, and blood was flowing.
Several people exclaimed at the same time.
Feng Lingran’s cold voice sounded again, “I meant what I said.”
Leng Yan looked at Feng Lingran’s handsome face, which was as cold as ice sculpture, and was shocked. Feng Lingran’s shot indicated to him that if Feng Lingran wanted to kill their brothers, he could easily do it. Feng Lingran could keep them alive now only because of the little fox in his arms. If Leng Yan doesn’t give the little fox to Feng Lingran, Feng Lingran would kill them all here.
Leng Yan swallowed, holding the little fox in both his hands, lifted it up, and gave it to Feng Lingran.
The moment when the little fox was in Feng Lingran’s long fingers, tears formed in its eyes, and it seemed particularly wronged. Its head lowered and its tears flowed into its white fur.
Feng Lingran took the little fox in his arms, feeling as if he had regained something he lost. His long fingers gently ran along the little fox’s fur on the back.
Feng Lingran got down from his horseback and walked towards the barracks while holding the little fox. The moment he walked into the barracks, he said a few words from his cold thin lips.
Leng Yan was suddenly startled, eyes widened, and looked at the back of Feng Lingran’s silver armor, “Feng Lingran, are you going back on your words?”
Feng Lingran ignored the anger behind him and his dark eyes were cold. This little fox was originally lively and cute. Once it was in the hands of Leng Yan and Leng Yuhan, it became washed out in just one day. Should I not kill them?
Feng Lingran took the little fox into the camp and put out the candle. He raised the little fox’s head that was buried in his arms, and saw the little fox that looked as if it had lost its spark and drowsy. He frowned.
Feng Lingran checked the little fox’s body, and it seemed that the little fox didn’t feel much. It allowed him to turn the hair on its stomach, and it didn’t resist.
When Feng Lingran saw the little fox like this, he became even more uneasy. What did Leng Yan and Leng Yuhan do to Little Xi?
When Feng Lingran saw the wound on the little fox’s forelimb, his pupils shrunk, his heart seemed to have flared up, and his fingers gradually tightened and became a fist.
Damn shit, how dare they take Little Xi’s blood?
Feng Lingran’s black eyes were cloudy and his anger broke out. I didn’t dare to drink too much of Little Xi’s blood. The two jerks dare to take out so much blood? That’s why Little Xi is like this?
Feng Lingran couldn’t wait to kill Leng Yan and Leng Yuhan now. He got up, put the little fox on the bed, turned to go out and kill Leng Yan and Leng Yuhan himself.
He heard the little fox’s cry, so he turned his head and saw the little fox open its eyes, ready to jump out of bed to run towards him.
Feng Lingran saw that it was unstable when it jumped down, and almost fell to the ground. He hurried over to catch the little fox that was about to fall to the ground.
“Little Xi.” He shouted her name in concern.
Xiao Xi clasped his chest with its claws, and its fluffy face leaned against his chest. Don’t go, I don’t want you to leave.
“Master, Xi Er cooked chicken soup, you can drink it!”
Outside, Xi Er voiced out.
Feng Lingran saw the little fox in his arms panic and was in fear, as if it was so scared that he left. Feng Lingran thought of the wound on its forelimb again, and wondered how much blood did those two jerks take out?
Feng Lingran’s heart softened and his fingers gently rubbed the little fox’s head, “I won’t go, I’ll stay with you.”
After a pause, he said to Xi Er outside, “Bring in the chicken soup.”
Xi Er heard Feng Lingran’s voice and was secretly happy. She held the chicken soup, walked into the camp, and saw the little fox in Feng Lingran’s arms. Xi Er was happy for a moment, “Master, you found the little fox?”
The little fox smelled the chicken soup, swallowed its saliva, and looked instinctively at the bowl in Xi Er’s hand.
“Put down the chicken soup and go out.”
Feng Lingran didn’t like women to enter his camp. Although Xi Er was just a child, he still opposed it.
Xi Er saw Feng Lingran’s cold face and it was unlike when he brought her back with a smile, and Xi Er felt a chill in her heart. She faintly noticed that Feng Lingran seemed to be a little different from before. She put down the chicken soup and turned to the little fox in Feng Lingran’s arms. She glanced at the little fox. Is it because of this little fox? That’s why the lord is unhappy?
After Xi Er left.
Feng Lingran saw the little fox lying on his cold armor, and it was cold and shiny. Its white hair seemed to be cold.
He put the little fox on the bed, took off his armor, and noticed that the little fox couldn’t wait to get out of bed. He frowned, “Wait a moment, I’ll feed you.”
Xiao Xi retracted the paw that was stretched out of the bed and moved her ears. She raised her head and noticed that Feng Lingran had taken off his cold armor. He was wearing a dark blue undershirt. She blinked. Feng Lingran wants to feed me chicken soup?
Feng Lingran changed into a robe, went to the bed and held the little fox in his arms. He sat on a chair, held a bowl in one hand, and held a spoon in another hand. He scooped a spoon of fragrant chicken soup and fed it to the little fox on his leg.
The little fox drank bit by bit. The chicken soup was warm, and it was the pheasant it caught last time. It didn’t expect Xi Er to keep it for two days.
After a while, The little fox drank a whole bowl of chicken soup, which contained a lot of chicken and pine mushrooms.
The little fox remembered that there was not a lot of chicken in the bowl that Xi Er gave it that day, and it secretly scolded Xi Er for being biased. Anyway, I caught this pheasant. She gave me so little to eat, but gave Feng Lingran so much?
I’m psychologically unbalanced.
I’m eating this fragrant chicken but I’m still scolding Xi Er in my heart.
“Spit the bone out.”
Feng Lingran saw the little fox eat the chicken and didn’t spit out chicken bones. He frowned and tapped his finger gently on its fluffy head.
The little fox raised its head and blinked. What? Bones? What bones?
The little fox felt Feng Lingran’s foolish look and suddenly understood. Feng Lingran was referring to the chicken bones. Just now, it was scolding Xi Er and was too focused. It didn’t think of spitting the bones. Moreover, the chicken was boiled for two days and the bones were soft from boiling. So it didn’t matter if it ate it or not.
The little fox ate all the chicken and pine mushrooms, and its stomach was full. It nestled in Feng Lingran’s arms, sniffing the familiar cold aroma of Feng Lingran. Immediately, it felt that it was better to be by Feng Lingran’s side; there was food, there was drink, and there wasn’t any danger.
Handsome man, I will follow you in the future…
The little fox was elated in its thoughts, the fluffy cheeks leaned on Feng Lingran’s soft silky robe, and her eyes closed slowly.
After a while.
The little fox was in a coma, not asleep, but a coma.
Feng Lingran looked at the little fox in his arms, and also felt that it was peculiar. He frowned, held the little fox, and walked out. He said to the soldiers outside the camp, “I order you to go to the regent’s mansion in Eastern Jin Dynasty, and get Butler Qin Wen to send someone to find Wan Qiyu. Bring him to Kyushu City within three days.”
Feng Lingran turned back into the camp and looked at the little fox in his arms. His long fingers stroked gently on its body and worry flashed across his black eyes.
The night turned into dawn, and then it was evening.
The little fox on the bed had been in a coma since last night and had not woken up until now. It was breathing lightly and the white hair had lost its original spark.
Feng Lingran furrowed his eyebrows tightly and stood beside the little fox. His seemingly calm black eyes were hiding anxiety.