Quick Wear: Crazy Fox Calm Tree

Chapter 169 The Noble Young Master and the Bloodthirsty Demon Servant 50

"Little fox, come down and stop playing. I'll get you some persimmon cakes. The persimmons on the tree look good but they are not delicious." Mu Qing called out from under the tree.

The little fox whimpered twice, and then, under Mu Qing's gaze, it took a bite of the persimmon on the branch and jumped down from the tree.

Mu Qing caught the little fox and pinched his face helplessly.

"You! I told you that the persimmons on the tree are not tasty. I had the people in the mansion smear something on the persimmons so that I could keep them for viewing the snow scene. Otherwise, the persimmons would have fallen off long ago. How could they still be on the tree?"

There was some doubt in the little fox's eyes. He took a bite of the persimmon out of disbelief. As expected, the persimmon tasted strange and unpalatable. He spat it out immediately and kept slapping his tongue with his paws.

Seeing this scene, Mu Qing's mouth curled up. Although Zi Jin was a little miserable, he wanted to laugh!

Mu Qing said as he walked into the house holding the little fox.

"You can't see the snowy scene of persimmons hanging on the trees in places further south."

"Oh, oh, oh." But we never saw it when we lived in the South before?

The little fox was puzzled. He had only seen persimmon snow scenes in paintings, and they did look very beautiful, just like little lanterns hanging on the trees.

But if it is snowing, shouldn't it be in the north? How can it be in the south?

"The place we lived before was too far to the south. We should move a little further north." Mu Qing shook his head, walked into the room, drew a map, and pointed to the place between Jingcheng and Yueqingcheng. "In fact, Yueqingcheng can be seen occasionally, but it is not seen in many years."

The little fox nodded ignorantly. So that's how it is.

Seeing that the little fox was holding the persimmon tightly, Mu Qing carried him into the yard, then took out a ladder and placed it on the eaves.

"Come up!" Mu Qing called out from the ladder.

The little fox whimpered twice and ran up with him. The roof was brown with a little orange dried fruit.

Mu Qing sat on the roof, picked up a piece of dried fruit, wiped it, then put it in his mouth and took a bite. Although it was still a little tender, it was already chewy.

"Come and try it!" Mu Qing tore off a piece of dried persimmon and fed it to the little fox.

The sweet taste of persimmons immediately captured the little fox's taste buds. The little fox squinted his eyes while eating. The dried persimmons were indeed very sweet and not too hard. They were just right to eat now.

Mu Qing and Little Fox sat on the roof and ate together. In addition to dried persimmons, there were some other dried fruits on the roof, such as dried sweet potatoes. However, compared with the former, the latter had a much harder texture. The two of them ate for a long time, and their cheeks were sore from biting, but they only ate two or three pieces.

Rubbing his face, Mu Qing simply lay on the roof, looking at the blue sky above his head and humming a ballad.

"Little Fox."

"Hmm?" The little fox put down the dried sweet potato that he couldn't bite off and looked at Mu Qing in confusion.

"We can go back soon." Mu Qing told the story of the Imperial College while basking in the sun. Looking at the little fox's small figure, Mu Qing hugged the little fox in his arms, and then mobilized the surrounding spiritual energy and transferred them all into the little fox's body.

The little fox shivered comfortably, then squinted his eyes and basked in the sun on his fur. Although he didn't know why, he suddenly felt so comfortable!

After a while, Mu Qing let go of the little fox in his arms, and sweat broke out on his head. After all, this was just an ordinary body, and it was indeed a bit too much of a stretch to mobilize spiritual energy, but fortunately it did work.

According to the current progress, as long as it continues, there will be no problem in helping Zijin to get through this period smoothly. Although he doesn't know how long it will take, he estimates that it should be over before he returns to Yueqing City.

As Mu Qing thought about it, he hugged the little fox beside him and closed his eyes. The two of them took a nap on the roof for a while. When it was getting late and they felt a little cold, they climbed back down the ladder to the ground.

After dinner, Mu Qing took out his books and began to prepare for the Imperial College exam. Although children from aristocratic families could enter the Imperial College without taking an exam, they still had to take an exam to select their subjects. If possible, he didn't want to be too far away from Mu Anzhi and his two brothers.

After all, in the entire capital, Mu Qing was only familiar with the two of them, and he hardly knew any of the other children from the aristocratic families.

So if possible, he would naturally prefer to be classmates with the two brothers of the Mu family, which would be more convenient in daily life.

Seeing Mu Qing continue to read, the little fox turned into a human form and leaned on the bed beside him, eating dried fruits while staring at him intently. After watching for a long time, Zijin took out a pen and paper from somewhere, then lay on the bed and began to draw bit by bit.

A young man in light green clothes was concentrating on reading the book in his hand. He looked particularly dazzling and beautiful under the candlelight.

After looking at the painting he had finished, Zijin suddenly changed his style and added a furry little fox in the corner. The little fox looked at the boy who was reading obediently and looked very smart and cute.

After putting away the brush, Zijin looked at the painting and nodded with satisfaction. The painting was finally finished!

Mu Qing felt a little tired from reading, so he put the book down and wanted to see what Zi Jin was doing. As a result, he saw him smiling at a painting.

Mu Qing stood up curiously and walked over quietly. As a result, he saw himself reading in the painting, with a little fox accompanying him.

"How is it? Is my painting good looking?" Zi Jin noticed the movement beside him and asked with a smile.

Mu Qing nodded.

"It looks good, why not draw a real person?" Mu Qing was a little confused. Anyway, Zi Jin was not afraid of being discovered. Now he was no longer a bloodthirsty fox demon who ate monsters, but just a little fox he brought to the capital. Even if someone saw him in the future, it would be fine.

"Other people know the little fox, but not me." Zijin said casually. Even if he painted himself, others would not be able to recognize him. It would be better to paint a little fox. In this way, others would know that the painting was of him and Qingqing.

"Why don't you use Zijin's identity in the future? Either say that you have cultivated into a human form, or say that you are my friend from Yueqing City. Although you can't hide it from the powerful people in the capital, if they investigate, they can only find that you are a demon servant I brought with me.

They say you are a human, but they don't want to expose your identity as a monster. The adults won't care about such a small matter. "Mu Qing's brain worked quickly and he soon came up with an idea.

"I can't take part in the exam, so let's do it this way for now. If someone finds out, they can just say I've transformed into a human form." Zi Jin thought about it, and then rejected the second suggestion.

Although the second method was good, his identity as a human was useless to him. Instead, it would impose many restrictions on him. After all, regardless of whether he could read or not, even if he could, and even get first place in the examination, he would not be able to enter the palace examination with his identity as a demon. I'm afraid he would be taken away before he even left the examination room.

"That's fine. At least you don't have to hide anymore. I was afraid that my cousins ​​would come over suddenly and accidentally see you, and then I wouldn't be able to explain it." Mu Qing nodded and said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that they will know that there is a beauty hidden in your room?" Zi Jin blinked as he spoke, and looked at Mu Qing with an expression that seemed to want to laugh.

But to be honest, Zijin is indeed very beautiful, so beautiful that people cannot desecrate her, but with a hint of worldly air. A little more would be too enchanting, a little less would be too fairy-like, the way she looks now is just right, and it happens to be the way Mu Qing likes the most.