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Chapter 160
Inuhime took Ao Ling into the palace.
The Cloud Palace is a pyramid-shaped structure from the bottom staircase to the top palace.
It's like a mountain.
The palace at the top of the peak occupies a lot of land, but Inuhime really often uses only a few.
Inu Ji held Ao Ling in her arms, followed by Sesshomaru, and walked into the study of the palace.
The room is filled with soothing incense and the smell of heavy pages, making it tempting to relax your steps and breathe.
The Cloud Palace was large, and so was its studyβjust like the room where the files were displayed in the Nuliang Mansion before, there were also neatly arranged bookcases made of heavy agarwood, and the bookcases were full of files.
Even in the corner, Ao Ling saw some neatly stacked stone slabs.
Books and slates exist at the same time, exuding a profound sense of history.
From the beginning of the growth of the power of the dog general, the western country has now dominated one side and has a stable position, that is, it has been a matter of about three hundred years.
In three hundred years, it is not easy to collect such a large number of classics.
At least Ao Ling felt his scalp tingle just by seeing this study full of knowledge.
Facing those neat large bookcases is a curtain with a dark red background, and at this moment the curtain is tied, and it is faintly visible that there are several large dogs with a large size embroidered on this red background.
Ao Ling looked up at the folds on the curtain and could tell that there was the prototype of this dog hime, and in addition, there was another huge white demon dog, which looked quite similar to Sesshomaru.
That's about the dog general.
But what finally attracted Ao Ling's attention was another huge black dog with the opposite coat color behind Inu Ji and Inu General.
There was no need for any explanation, Ao Ling knew, it was his mother, Yahime.
The curtain is embroidered with three giant dogs that seem to be fighting with the other side of the monster, it is not real, it is tied to the red lacquer pillars on both sides, many tassels hang down from the beams, and the smoke of incense below is facing these tassels, and it seems to be a hooked cloud, which is extremely gentle.
Inuhime followed the gaze of the milk dog in her arms, and landed on the curtain embroidered with a story, her gaze softened, "This is the last battle before we officially established the rule of the Western Kingdom in this area. β
"Yahime's performance was perfect, and even the dog general was scared by her strength." Inu Ji said, carrying Ao Ling through the curtain, walking to the desk and putting him down, carefully pulling out a scroll from the stacked scrolls on the desk, and did not pick it, but it could be clearly seen from her movements that she cherished these scrolls.
Probably this is the only way Inuhime thinks she can express her love for her deceased sister.
"These are all portraits of Yahime, she doesn't have any other hobbies, every time she comes back from the battlefield, she likes to ask me and Admiral Inu to paint a portrait of her." Inuhime said as she untied the knots tied to the scroll and opened the scroll.
The picture scroll depicts a heroic woman, she looks like an ordinary human, but her face is different from ordinary people, her complexion is snow-white, her cheeks are flushed with a healthy flush, and the ordinary black roses are extremely beautiful.
She was dressed in a black skit, with a layer of armor over it, and a knife hanging from her waist, with little ink. With long hair tied high into a ponytail, the whole person looked very slender, she looked at the person outside the portrait, the smile on her face was hearty and generous, and her dark eyes were filled with warm light.
Ao Ling looked at the picture scroll unfolded by Inu Ji in front of him in a daze, stretched out his little paw and touched his head.
After touching the void, he came back to his senses, met Inuhime's smiling eyes, and jumped off his desk to transform back into human formβthis time, he also hid his ears and tail.
Then he carefully touched his head again, stared at the portrait on the desk, and when he touched the ponytail tied high behind his head, a slightly shy smile appeared on his face.
"Does it look like your mother?" He turned to the side and asked Inuhime.
Inuhime smiled and nodded, "It's very like." β
Ao Ling looked even more shy.
He repeatedly and earnestly memorized this scroll in his heart, and then turned his gaze to the other scrolls on the side, his eyes full of longing.
"Yahime's portraits from childhood to adulthood are here." Inuhime said softly, turned his head to look at Sesshomaru, and paused, "I have something to talk about with Sesshomaru, Ling You can take your time here." β
"It's okay if you want to take some with you." Inu Ji blinked, and after seeing Ao Ling's happy expression, she emphasized with a smile, "It can only be a small part." β
Ao Ling's head is like a chicken pecking rice.
After watching Inuhime and Sesshomaru leave, Ao Ling unfolded the scrolls on the side one by one.
These scrolls are indeed a record of Yahime's appearance from childhood to adulthood.
A scroll contains not only a portrait, but also a record of the events of the time and the name of the person who painted it.
The appearance when he followed behind Inuhime, the appearance when he was injured, the appearance when he was naughty, and the appearance of being full of anger when he just came back from the battlefield......
The trajectory of growth, along with the joys, sorrows, and sorrows, are clearly recorded.
The impression of "mother" in Ao Ling's mind was gradually filled to fullness.
For the first time, he stayed in his study and was reluctant to leave.
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Inuhime and Sesshomaru return to the main hall.
Inuhime doesn't like the businesslike appearance when she gets along with her son, but it's unfortunate that since Sesshomaru has his own ideas, he rarely gets close to her and Inu-general.
On the contrary, he is closer to Yohime than they are.
Inuhime looked at her son, who had an expressionless face and a cold look, and sighed quietly.
Sesshomaru's cold golden beast pupils looked at his mother, and seeing the helplessness that flashed in her eyes, he was silent for a while, and then spoke, "Mother, I will be stronger than my father." β
Inuhime was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Sesshomaru's expression and became a little surprised.
Sesshomaru This is in ...... Comfort her?
Inuhime was a little trance-stricken, but she reacted immediately, covering her lips to cover the corners of her lips that couldn't help but curl up, and her face was still solemn.
"That's nature." She replied.
"Now that Ling is back, it's time for you to leave and continue your travels." Inu Ji said, looking at Sesshomaru's calm face, and his face was also serious, "But there is one thing, Sesshomaru, Yahime and Ling's clan have a flaw. β
Sesshomaru looked up at his mother.
"They have a very high demand for food, and as they get older, they will become more and more demanding about food." Inuhime was silent for a while before continuing, "Although it is okay to forcibly suppress hunger, I think you can't bear to endure hunger just like I pity Yehime. β
What is it like to be hungry, Inuhime and Sesshomaru have not experienced it for a long time.
Many big yokai don't have a necessary need for food, and Inuhime and Sesshomaru are among them.
Like Ao Ling and Yeji, who have become big demons, they eat more and more, and there are very few of them.
As big demons, no matter how strong their strength is, the taste of starvation will not be too good.
Thinking of Ao Ling's behavior of always eating non-stop and working hard to gather food on weekdays, Sesshomaru paused, looked at his mother and said bluntly, "Method." β
Sesshomaru knew his mother very well and would tell him about such a thing, eight times out of ten. Nine knows the way to solve the problem, even if there is no way, there must be a general direction.
And that's exactly what happened.
Inuhime sat on the soft floor, her hands in her sleeves, and sighed softly, "Let him be a god, Sesshomaru." β
The silver-haired dog demon was slightly stunned.
He seemed to have heard Ao Ling say this kind of thing, but he didn't take it to heart purely as a joke.
- Because their power is no weaker than that of the gods, and they are much freer than the gods, and there is no need to become gods for the sake of those painless notoriety.
And when Ao Ling said it at the time, his tone was like a casual complaint, and he didn't mention it again, so Sesshomaru didn't pay too much attention to it.
Now when I hear Inuhime say it, the memory of this sentence comes flooding back.
"I've collected a lot of books on this over the years, and you can check them out." Inu Ji looked at Sesshomaru, her eyes shone slightly, "Let's leave after reading it, there has been a bit of a commotion outside in the past two days, and it just so happened that Ling had a good meal." β
Sesshomaru nodded without saying a word.
Ao Ling, who had reverted back to the appearance of a milk dog, squatted on a small black picture scroll, tilted his head to look at the thin and weak puppies on the picture scroll, took a mirror with demon power, compared the two dogs carefully, and then put the mirror back with satisfaction.
He rolled it up again and stuffed it into the animal's teeth.
The scrolls that were originally piled up next to him were already half missing, Ao Ling looked at the pile of scrolls reluctantly, shook his tail and arched his little nose, and jumped off the desk after sneezing.
He was going to the main hall to find Sesshomaru and Inuhime.
As a result, the little black dog had just run out of the two steps, and was grabbed by the back of the neck and picked up, and then when he looked confused, he was put on a familiar big white tail.
Ao Ling grabbed the shoulder of Sesshomaru, glanced at the book he held in his hand, and looked away with disinterest after seeing the dense words.
The silver-haired dog demon watched his movements and quietly closed the book in his hand.
"Are you going to leave directly, Sesshomaru?" Ao Ling didn't notice Sesshomaru's movements at all, and asked.
Sesshomaru nodded, turned his head to look at the desk, and his gaze fell on the stack of scrolls to the left of the desk.
This stack of pictures is much smaller than before.
Ao Ling followed his gaze and straightened his small chest, "I'm as cute as my mother!" β
The silver-haired dog demon was stunned when he heard this, and brought the little black dog on his shoulder in front of him, as if he had carefully looked at it, and then looked away expressionlessly.
Ao Ling: "???? β
"Yohime......" Sesshomaru hesitated for a moment, he had seen the portrait of Yohime many times, and he had heard Yohime talk about her own childhood, and her understanding of Yohime's childhood was second only to Inuhime and Inu-General.
So for Ao Ling's mysterious confidence, Sesshomaru hesitated for a while, and finally said bluntly, "Yehime is not as fat as you. β
Ao Ling: "......??? β
You call me fat????
Ao Ling's eyes widened, and he looked at Sesshomaru in disbelief.
You're actually!! Say I'm fat!!?
Ao Ling turned his head and bit Sesshomaru's wrist, the force was not heavy, and he couldn't break the defense of Sesshomaru, but there was also some pain.
Sesshomaru reached out and broke Ao Ling's dog mouth, paused, and said, "You're better-looking." β
Ao Ling's mouth suddenly relaxed.
Sesshomaru put him back on his shoulder.
What he said was the truth, because Yeji looked very thin when she was a child, and because of her congenital deficiency, she took a long time to develop a little flesh, which is completely different from Ao Ling's current flesh and smooth and shiny appearance.
Compared with the skinny and skinny night hime, it is naturally the fluffy Ao Ling who is more cute.
"There are monsters on the sea to the west who have obtained the jade of the four souls, and my mother asked you to lead the demon soldiers there." Sesshomaru took Ao Ling and walked out of the palace, obviously preparing to leave here directly with Ao Ling.
"You don't have to say goodbye to Mrs. Inuhime?" Ao Ling turned his head to look at the palatial palace.
"No, you don't." Sesshomaru's tone was light, and after being silent for a long time, he suddenly asked an inexplicable question, "Ling, are you hungry?" β
Ao Ling was stunned for a moment, and replied reflexively, "Hungry, I can't eat enough, but it doesn't matter, some elders say that you can get used to it when you're hungry, and it's good to get used to it." β
Sesshomaru nodded, gently rubbed the pitch-black demon knife on his waist, and looked at the demon soldiers who were ready to attack under the stairs, and his footsteps stopped.
Ao Ling glanced up at this magnificent team, and at a glance saw that the wind and dust seemed to be the wolves that had just rushed back.
"Huh?" Ao Ling jumped off Sesshomaru's shoulder and turned back into a human form to shine beside him, "They rushed back on purpose?" β
"They've always wanted you to lead them into battle." Sesshomaru said, his tail stretched out and pushed Ao Ling forward, watching Ao Ling react quickly with a solemn face, and at a glance he could see the indifferent expression he had learned from him.
The demon soldiers looked at the two big demons with the same expressions on the steps of the palace now, and the aura emanating from their bodies was extremely strong, and the two together made the demon soldiers feel as if they were in the polar ice, and in an instant, it was as if they had walked around the ghost gate.
Sesshomaru glanced at this group of silent demon soldiers lightly, and after turning his head to Ao Ling and bowing slightly, he turned around and left the hidden place of the Western Kingdom directly.
Ao Ling watched him leave, flicked his tail behind him, and then looked at those demon soldiers, and found that they were so quiet that they didn't dare to make any movement, so he suddenly showed a hearty and generous smile.
The dark eyes were soaked in the autumn sun, and the light was warm
- Exactly the same smile as the one on Yahime's portrait.