Ling Xingyue's hearing was so keen that she could even hear Lan Keman's voice of being slightly choked because she was in a hurry to swallow and didn't have time to drink the sweet brew, and she couldn't help but feel funny and distressed.

The people of this dynasty are really strange, girls can't swallow a big bite when they eat, they have to chew slowly, which makes Lan Keman, a girl who is growing up, how can she grow up well.

Thinking of this, Ling Xingyue decided to use his civet's agility and speed every day to secretly bring in some food that Ke Man loved to eat, and he was reluctant to let his little girl go hungry every afternoon.

After another moment, Lan Keman finally finished eating in a hurry, lowered her head and came out of the door with a little embarrassment, and nodded at Ling Xingyue, meaning that she had finished eating.

Ling Xingyue suddenly grabbed one of her soft thin wrists, pulled her down in front of her, and gently wiped a little sweet brew from the corner of her mouth.

Then let go of her, looked at her shy expression, smiled softly, and took back the jade porcelain bottle from Lan Keman's hand, and said to her softly:

"You're running around with this thing, aren't you afraid of being discovered by pedants?

Give it to me, I'll send it out quietly now, and I won't be discovered. ”

Lan Keman nodded, he was really in such a hurry just now that he almost committed the rule that the academy was not allowed to bring any food and water into the academy.

Ling Xingyue motioned for Lan Keman to stand at the door for the time being, but she moved quickly and gracefully to Lan Keman's desk.

lifted Lan Keman's bookcase, pulled out the top of the bookcase, and as expected, found that Lan Keman had put the neatly folded piece of paper wrapped in meat in a rough pen holder.

Ling Xingyue quickly glanced out the window, reached out to take it out, and then walked out of the door, walking towards the academy gate with the two items that were likely to be discovered and cause Ke Man to be punished.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to remind Lan Keman with a nod, and seemed to say again:

"Don't worry about anything, I'll take care of everything!"

When Ling Xingyue was completely placed and returned over the wall, he happened to find that all the students had come back talking to each other, especially the figure of Situ in the distance was particularly clear.

Ling Xingyue felt very uncomfortable as long as she saw this Situ, especially when she saw him casually pulling Lan Keman's little hand, she was even more uncomfortable, and even a little angry.

He still hated to go over and pull that pesky hand away, but he finally held back.

It's just a matter of thinking, and he doesn't want Lan Keman to be angry.

Subsequently, he was also surprised and slightly annoyed to discover:

The spirit cat prince, who has been cultivating for more than a hundred years, is afraid of this little girl who is more than a head shorter than him.

Alas! What a little shame in the civet world!

But he couldn't control himself, and as soon as the girl frowned, he was so frightened that he tried to make her laugh;

As soon as the girl reprimanded, he was so frightened that he wanted to apologize quickly;

As soon as the girl didn't hug her food, he was so frightened that he hurriedly did everything possible to find food for her regardless of his identity, and volunteered to be a little follower and even watch the wind for her;

But all of this, he wanted to see her smile brightly.

The smile was like a hundred flowers blooming at the same time, and the clear lake water was rippling lightly, and he had always been deeply intoxicated by it:

At that time before the crossing, he was still a spirit cat, and the spirit cat cultivation was a hurdle every ninety-nine eighty-one years, and he could go further if he broke through; If you go crazy, you will fall short, and you will even lose your life.

And because he has the help of Lingzhu's thousand-year-old spiritual wisdom, every leap is much faster.

Every year, the autumn grass is strange, the bamboo is in the sunset every day, the clouds are misty and the water is vast, and in a flash, more than a hundred years have flown by, and in this short hundred years, he has made the third leap!

But this kind of rashness also added more risks for him to go crazy.

In this way, in a cultivation, because the cultivation is not lawful, and the full moon is not appropriate, some of them go crazy, so that except for the tail and the head part, which can still be sluggish, the other parts are numb and painful, and they can't move.

He wanted to try his best to climb to a safer place to avoid the wild dogs and even the fierce night cats in that deep park, and while his body was paralyzed, he would be hurt by the killer, and he would get more than just a simple injury.

It is more likely that there are no bones left, and they devour all the internal organs and die in pain!

But no matter how hard he tried, even his tail was supported and rubbed with a trace of blood, and he only moved less than a foot away.

Seeing the sun slowly setting in the west, the anxious civet let out a long howl, and a layer of mist slowly condensed from the corners of his eyes.

He knew that he was likely to die that night, because he had been in the wild for nearly a hundred years, and he knew too well that this seemingly peaceful, but in fact cruel and violent wild living environment.

He often sees weak kittens with broken stomachs and even torn necks, or some relatively weak kittens and puppies, and even some cats and dogs that have just been abandoned by their owners, are chased and surrounded and finally died in the corner.

Not to mention some cruel cat and dog dealers, every once in a while, in the middle of the night, taking advantage of the unpreparedness, sneaking into the park with hunting gear, one by one they can't kill them all.

It is then sent to an unscrupulous restaurant, where it is made into a mashed meat, and then it is eaten into the mouths of people who don't know it, as minced pork and chicken.

The civet muttered again, and said in her heart:

"I'm going to look for you! Father! ”

"I'm sorry, Mother, I can't finish the hope of cultivation that you gave me in exchange for losing my life!"

The civet slowly closed its eyes and followed the providence!

Heaven gave me birth, and I gave birth!

Heaven will let me die, and I will die!

"Kitten, what's wrong with you? Yikes! Your tail is bleeding! ”

A fragrance that resembles cold dew but is warmer than cold dew slowly surrounds it.

Then the civet cat felt a pair of soft and slender little hands gently pick it up, and then gently hugged itself into its arms.

The icy civet cat, soaked by the cold ground, immediately felt warm, and its limbs no longer seemed to be so numb and painful.

The civet cat struggled to raise his head, and he saw the face of a girl with an extremely beautiful face appear very closely.

Even the girl's long, thick, curly eyelashes could be seen clearly.

Those eyes were full of distress and warmth, shining with the soft light of the stars at night.

But the light in the eyes of the wounded civet was more brilliant and dazzling than the midday sun.

He felt that a deep sink somewhere in his heart had fallen.

Maybe it's because of the gentle inquiry, maybe it's because of the gentle touch, maybe it's because of the warm embrace, maybe it's because of the cold dew, maybe it's because of the overly beautiful face.

The civet couldn't tell the difference, but he rested his head lightly in the crook of the small weak arm with confidence.

I feel safe and no longer afraid.