The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

Xiao Xi was startled by the sudden sound, his paws slipped, the steamer rolled to the ground, and with a click, the delicate glaze fell apart.

"Ah... that is the lady's most beloved peony porcelain bowl, broken and broken by the weasel, what should I do next?"

The green-haired maid was anxious and angry, and saw the weasel on the table in a catastrophe. She jumped and wanted to run. She hurriedly closed the only door.

She must not let this damn weasel run away, otherwise she would not be able to explain to her, who would kill her.

The little fox was under candlelight, and his white hair exuded a soft light, and the dining room was already dark. The green-haired girl would treat the little fox as a weasel, but no matter whether it was just a weasel or something else She wouldn't let it go. If she broke into trouble, she would have to pay the price. She didn't want to be unlucky.

Xiao Xi saw that the door of the room was closed, and it was not so easy to leave. She ran around the dining room and found no other way out. She did n’t even have a dog hole. If so, she also Don't mind drilling.

Life is important.

Soon, there was a knock on the door outside the door.

The green-haired maid hurriedly opened the door. At this moment, the little fox stared at the opened door, ready to find an opportunity to escape.

The opportunity is coming.

As soon as the little fox's eyes light up, he sees that the door of the room has been opened, and it runs with its paws ...

Suddenly, a wooden stick with a child's thick arm appeared in the little fox's dark eyes. It was startled. His head was about to hit the stick's hair, and he hurriedly braked his claws and turned his head back.

Come in two wives and a little servant.

It was Xiao Zuo who took the stick.

"Where is the weasel?" One of the wives said fiercely: "The thief animal stole a lot of food from the dining room two days before birth, and now comes to the door, everyone must grab it tonight and destroy the one. Thief beast."

"Aunt Wang is right. The weasel is the scourge of our regent's palace. If we destroy it, our silver two will not be detained."

The little man has been doing miscellaneous work in the dining room. The regent ’s palace is richer than ordinary big households, and he is also very satisfied.However, since the scourge of the weasel came to the dining room a few days ago, something went wrong. Every month, the meat was stolen by the weasel, and his wages were detained every month. Let him play several in the casino.

Not only is it a small servant, as long as people who work in the dining room will be deducted from the wages, everyone can be said to hate the weasel.

The little fox is depressing enough to be treated as a weasel. Now I hear that those people are going to destroy it. I am so depressed!

It's just hungry, come to find something to eat, can they not be so cruel?Let it jump for life?

"Squeak..." I am a fox, not a weasel.

The little fox wanted to tell them with a cry that he was not the weasel in their mouth. If they knew it was a fox, they should be able to guess that it was the little fox that Feng Lingran had raised. Got it.

"That weasel is demonstrating to us? The thieves have dared to be so arrogant to steal food three times or five times, to see the old lady will not kill you."

When something suddenly flew towards the little fox and hit the little fox, it evaded dangerously, with a lingering fear.

The little fox's dark eyes showed a disappointed expression. These people couldn't understand the fox's language at all. They were blinded by resentment and wanted to kill the "weasel".

The little fox thought depressed: Is it just like a weasel?

Several people bolted the door of the room and chased "the weasel" frantically in the dining room.

The little fox was almost hit by them several times. Fortunately, every time he was shocked, but it was still so weak that it was not an opponent of these people. If it was caught by them, its life would definitely be over, They killed it, Feng Lingran probably didn't know it!

The little fox was annoyed that he would think of Feng Lingran at this time. He didn't want it anymore. He also wanted to put it in an iron cage. He would care about its life and death.

After a while.

The two mother-in-law and the maid were gasping for breath, and only Xiao Zuo was still chasing the little fox.

"This thief will run away too much, exhausting the old lady."

The talking woman raised her hand and wiped the sweat on her forehead. The dining room of the Regent ’s Palace said it was big and small, but the thief was too small and too flexible. She almost hit it several times. , Have been hidden by it.

"Auntie Li, our hometown has a good way to deal with this weasel in the dining room."

"What's a good way? Hurry up."

"Isn't it easy to run? We smoked it and smoked it to death here."

The eyes of the two wives brightened.

"Sure enough, it's a good way, little green, go to light up."

Xiao Green nodded excitedly, and found the dead branches that were more likely to burn from the corner, piled on the ground, and burned up. In this position, even if the flames were high, it would not burn anything else.

Covering her nose, Xiaolu walked over and said: "Aunt Wang, Aunt Li, and Brother Liu, let's go out quickly!"

"You go out first, this weasel is too cunning, I'm afraid it will slip out behind us."

Little Brother Liu was holding a stick in his hand, chasing and hitting, but he could hit the little fox once, he was anxious, and suddenly saw the burning dead branches, his eyes rolled, and pushed the little fox into the fire.

When the little fox saw the fire near him, there was a bulge in his heart. When the palace appeared in his head, he was about to be caught in the fire and burned. Isn't Liu Xiao wanting to burn it?

The little fox guessed Liu Xiaoge's thoughts, turned his claws, and ran in one direction.The stick in Liu Xiaoge's hand almost hit the body of the little fox.

So risky, so risky.

The little fox's heart keeps accelerating. It feels tired, but it can't stop. If it is hit by Liu Xiaoge's stick, it will be crippled if it doesn't die.

"What a cunning thief, I won't believe I can't hit you today."

Liu Xiaoge was young and vigorous, and he was also impatient. When he saw that the stick did not hit the little fox, his heart, liver, and lungs were in pain, and he was almost killed.

After both the mother-in-law and Xiaolu went out, the smell of smoke in the dining room became heavier, and it took a while, and the whole dining room would be filled with smoke.

Xiao Green opened a door gap outside, and the little man on the opposite side said: "Brother Liu, come out quickly, come out soon, and smoke will come up after a while."

"Sister Green, please close the door first and wait for this weasel to eat me a stick before I come out."

When it was too late, it was fast, and suddenly, a small stick with fire flew to Liu Xiaoge’s head, and he shouted when he smashed it.

How hot should it be?