Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 1181 Nine Tails, Never a Slave (4)

"An'an, where did you go again?" Fox King Mu Nian used the tone of provoking a teacher.

"Father, I didn't go anywhere, I just stayed on the grassland." Mu Anan was lying on the fluffy carpet, unwilling to even stand up.

"Nonsense! The grass blades on your head clearly show the smile that only Huagu has!" Mu Nian slammed the inkstone to the ground!
The ink stains spread, and large ink flowers spread out on the carpet, but not a single drop of ink splashed on the white fox.

"Yes, I went to Huagu, but I didn't encounter the slightest danger, and I didn't hurt any plants or trees!" Mu Anan jumped up, walked to the distance, and stared at his father.

As for why they didn't directly fight with eyes, it was probably because Mu An'an was a bit timid by nature.

"The Valley of Flowers is a forbidden place, and it's not like you don't know it! As the empress dowager, how can you explore by yourself!" Mu Nian's face was slightly red, and there was a little scarlet in his eyes.

"Since I'm a princess, why doesn't father let me know the secret of Huagu? Could it be that I can't inherit the throne at all?" Mu An'an said back, she just found it hard to breathe, there is no place for her in this world place.

She is careless and heartless on weekdays, but it's just to cover up a kind of depression and emptiness in her heart. If she doesn't act like a monster and has a sense of existence, she is afraid that she will drown in this empty and vast space.

"No, it's just that the Nine-Tails shouldn't exist in the first place. Your mother and I have gone through thousands of years of catastrophe to keep our current mantissa."

Mu Nian said bitterly, he only felt pain in his head and it was difficult to breathe.

"Father and mother...is it Nine Tails?" Mu Anan asked in disbelief.

"Yes."

In the winter of the fourth year of Daqi 360, the empress dowager was so thin that she could break if she squeezed it.

"An'an, if you don't wake up again, I don't know what to do." The national teacher was unshaven and a little out of shape.

The sleeping girl suddenly frowned, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Dog man, are you serious..."

"Don't run..."

"Give me back the embroidery needle..."

Wen Lang squeezed the girl's hand, and carefully passed the warmth of his palm, "Okay, okay, I'll give you everything."

"you!"

Mu Anan suddenly opened her eyes. She looked at the strange yet familiar face in front of her and said weakly and hoarsely: "Dog man?"

Wen Lang smiled gently, "???"

"It turned out to be you, why don't you return the embroidery needle to me!" She didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly grabbed Wen Lang's throat!
"An...An'an, calm down! Calm down! You just woke up, don't do strenuous exercise, why don't we drink more hot water?" Wen Lang asked cautiously, and brought the kettle closer.

Mu An'an's consciousness gradually returned to the right track.

She let go.

The dream is so real, all the data is constructed from real life, she doesn't know which side is real and which side is false, maybe... that is the reality of dream reconstruction?
All the things she has forgotten will be reappeared through dreams?

But everything is still in an unexplainable situation.

Mu An'an opened her mouth, but found that her throat was so dry that she couldn't speak. She took the kettle and drank a lot, and it took a long time before she recovered.

"You...do you owe me an embroidery needle?"

she asked.

"Yes... yes, do you remember?" Wen Lang was startled and hiccupped.

"Hi~hip~hip~hip~"

She tapped the man's back helplessly—his back was broad, and he seemed to be able to rely on it at any time.

　Two more.

　　Ha ha ha ha!The lesson plan is not finished yet.

　　happy!Stimulate!West pinch!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)