"Let's go!" Mu Siyan waited impatiently, and directly picked up the person and walked inside.

Xia Wanrou has no love.

Qingya's protector was about to stand up and snatch his young lady back from the wolf prince's hands, but he was stopped by Mu Qi and shook his head.

Mu Qi whispered to Qing Ya: "Master has no malice, he won't hurt Miss Xia." ”

When Mu Siyan was still the prince, Mu Qi was by his side and knew Mu Siyan better than anyone else. He just made fun of Miss Xia to relieve his boredom, and he wouldn't really hurt Miss Xia.

Qing Ya believed Mu Qi, followed behind with a complicated expression, and watched her young lady being carried forward.

"Here we are." Mu Qi whispered.

Then he saw Mu Siyan put the man on the ground.

Qingya hurriedly stepped forward to help her young lady, and then fell on the small cage in front of her, which was made of wooden planks, covered with snow-white cotton wool, and placed a carbon basin in the distance, which felt soft and warm when she looked at it. There is a palm-sized sign hanging on the exquisite cage, and three words are written on the sign: Tiger House!

Xia Wanrou: "!! ”

She only had the three words "Tiger House" in her mind, and a peach apricot face cried even more.

Qing Ya looked at her young lady's reaction, thinking that there might be something powerful in it that she didn't know, so she leaned sideways in front of Xia Wanrou to block it.

King Lang didn't notice Xia Wanrou's reaction, he reached out and pulled into the Tiger House, and asked the little boy next to him while digging: "Have you fed it today?" Bring it over to the rice bowl. ”

Xia Wanrou's mind was in a mess, she didn't notice Mu Siyan's movements, and when she heard the word rice bowl, she thought desperately, does King Lang even pay attention to raising fierce beasts, fierce beasts are going to eat people, and prepare rice bowls for it like a domestic cat.

Is it too late to beg for mercy now?

Just as he was thinking about it, a small orange thing with black spots all over his body was handed to him.

Then came the voice of King Lang in his ears: "Here you go." ”

"Little ...... Little raccoon slave? Xia Wanrou's eyes widened.

Didn't you say it was the Tiger House? How is it a little raccoon slave? This little raccoon slave looks like he is only two months old, not much bigger than the palm of King Lang, so it stands to reason that he should stay with the female tanuki slave!

The little thing looked at Xia Wanrou: "Mia, yes~"

King Lang's expression was a little strange, as if he thought of something interesting, he rarely softened his voice, and said to Xia Wanrou: "Its mother gave birth to two in this litter, but she refused to feed it to drink, so this king took it over and raised it in this tiger house." Didn't this king say before that he would give you a gift, and if you take it back and raise it, it will be yours in the future. ”

"I ...... I haven't raised it. Xia Wanrou looked at the little civet slave rubbing her face with sleepy eyes, and she was a little distressed, she also had an eccentric mother, and she was actually sympathetic to it.

"This little thing has a big life." Mu Siyan said, "You feed it goat's milk." ”

The little boy who took care of the little raccoon slave had already brought the warm goat's milk and stood quietly beside Xia Wanrou, who could pick up a small wooden spoon and feed the little civet slave milk as long as she moved her hands.

Xia Wanrou has never had a pet in her previous life, and she herself is the pet of the rich and noble son. Mrs. Xian had a Persian cat with mandarin duck eyes, and once ran away and got into her small courtyard, she quietly hugged it, and felt very comfortable.

Although the little raccoon slave in front of him is not as beautiful as the Persian cat, they are all the same species.

Xia Wanrou couldn't help but pick up the small wooden spoon and carefully handed a spoonful of warm goat's milk to the little civet slave's mouth. There was a joy on her face that she didn't even know.

The little thing smelled the smell of milk, changed its previous lazy appearance, opened its mouth violently, and bit the wooden spoon.

He eats very fiercely.

Xia Wanrou was startled, and it took a lot of effort to snatch the wooden spoon back from the mouth of the little civet slave, and feed it directly with the rice bowl.

After feeding the goat's milk, the little raccoon slave was transferred from Mu Siyan's hand to Xia Wanrou's hand.

The atmosphere was undecently congenial.

Until Mu Siyan spoke: "Aren't you afraid of this king?" ”

Xia Wanrou came back to her senses at this time, and it was strange that she would live in harmony with King Lang one day.

The fear in her heart came again, and Xia Wanrou hugged the little civet slave and retired with a white face. This time, Mu Siyan didn't stop her, and called a mother-in-law to take her to the garden.

After waiting for the others to leave, Mu Qi, who had been holding back for a long time, finally found an opportunity to speak: "Master, that little lynx is very naughty, do you really want Miss Xia to take it as a raccoon slave?" ”

"This king didn't say it was a tanuki." A hint of interest flashed in Mu Siyan's eyes, "You send someone to keep an eye on the Xia family, this king wants to know what her reaction will be after she learns that it is a lynx!" ”

"She's so timid that even people are afraid of her, if she knew that this was a fierce beast that could bite a deer when she grew up, she might cry."

This lynx was given to her by herself, and when the time came, she did not dare to raise it, nor could she give it away or throw it away, so she could only come back and beg herself to take back the lynx.

Mu Siyan was waiting for her to beg herself!

Mu Qi: "......"

Xia Wanrou came out of the animal garden, and she was full of words to say to Qingya, but the mother-in-law who led the way next to her was Mu Siyan's person, so she had to endure it for the time being. When they arrived at the garden, the little ladies saw that she had hugged the raccoon slave and came over one after another.

After seeing the "true face" of the raccoon slave, he quickly lost interest. This tanuki is a little strange and a little ugly.

Huang San said softly and glutinously: "Ah Xue, raised by the old lady of the fairy, gave birth to a cub last month, and said that she wanted to give it to us to play, Miss Xia was first come, first served, and thought that the old lady would give you a white one!" ”

"Persian cats are so precious, how can they give them away casually. Miss Xia raises this orange civet slave, which is very compatible. Yao Wenzhu seemed to be smiling.

Xia Wanrou raised her eyebrows, looked at a few little ladies, and lightly opened her lips: "It's good to teach a few sisters to know that whether it's a white raccoon slave or an orange raccoon slave, the one who gets it is your own raccoon slave." My stepmother said she wanted to get a pug for me, maybe your white raccoon slave hasn't arrived yet, and I've got both cats and dogs! ”

When everyone heard this, their faces changed. The rich and noble people in Lin'an City have too many things to compare, no one compares pets, and cats and dogs are not enviable. But Xia Wanrou's cat was given by Mrs. Xian, and the dog was given by the eldest princess.

Seeing that they were ignoring themselves, Xia Wanrou was in a better mood and pulled Qingya aside.

She frowned and looked at the raccoon slave who was sleeping soundly in her arms, and asked Qing Ya: "How can King Lang be kind enough to give me a raccoon slave, Qing Ya, tell me, will he have any conspiracy?" ”

"What kind of conspiracy can there be?" Qingya was puzzled.

In her opinion, although the wolf king has a bad reputation, he has no transgression today, he is sending a carriage to pick him up, he is concerned about whether her girl is afraid of flowers in the garden, and he is sending a raccoon slave, and he has clearly been showing favor to his own girl!

"Girl, are you thinking too much?"