The day I took His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to sneak out of the palace

"Huh? With you? Why?"

Li Rongqian dragged his cheeks and looked at him, smiling.

Hu Wuming took a sip of the tea, with a deep smile in the corner of his eyes, and said: "I'm talking nonsense, how can a young master like you want to be with me, a thief?"

Li Rongqian heard a bit of melancholy from his brisk tone, and said: "I have never seen you before, and I have never heard of such a thief."

Hu Wuming drew some flickering lights from his black clothes, and he replied: "I steal things carefully, and I only steal food, no precious items, so no one will find out. It happened to be at your house tonight, look at this place It was probably lived by a rich man, so he got carried away with joy and fell down."

Li Rongqian "hmm" for a moment, put away the book and said: "I'm going to rest, you can go."

"Can I stay for one night and leave before dawn. Pity I haven't slept in bed for so many years, and my back hurts from lying on the floor." Hu Wuming's mouth twitched, but his voice was sweet and greasy. Li Rongqian suddenly thought of Si Fei Evil, the man acted like a baby, and he looked so wronged.

"Okay, you sleep on the bed, I'll make a bed on the floor." Li Rongqian took out a quilt from the box and made a nest for himself on the ground. Although it was a warm spring day, the ground was also cool, so Li Rongqian chose a quilt. A thicker mattress.

After turning off the lights, Li Rongqian pulled up the quilt and lay down on his side.

"Hey, what's your name?" Hu Wuming blew in the air, and a very sweet fragrance wafted to Li Rongqian.

"Li Rongqian."

"Spirit summoner... no wonder..."

Li Rongqian opened his eyes and asked, "Why not?"

"I've heard from others that the spirit caller is very nice. Sure enough, he can give me a bed for this thief to sleep in."

Hu Wuming's finger was scribbling on the edge of the bed, Li Rongqian closed his eyes and replied: "You didn't kill and set fire, you just stole some food, although petty theft is not good, but this is how you live, I have no right to interfere , I hope you don’t hurt anyone’s life in the future.”

Hu Wuming narrowed his eyes, the nails on his hands became longer, and the sweet fragrance filled the whole room. Li Rongqian was groggy, as if he was in a dream, but it was not like a dream. It seemed that someone asked him in his ear: "Do you know that fox spirits are so sweet?" Is it?"

"I know..." Li Rongqian replied, but his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand catties, and he couldn't lift them no matter what.

"In the past, the emperor of Bei'an, in order to catch the nine-tailed fox, set fire to the mountain, and half of the people died in the flames."

The voice in his ear was very cold, Li Rongqian frowned and wanted to turn over, but something was pressing on him, and something was strangling his throat, and it became difficult to breathe.

"You said... how can such a person become the emperor of Bei'an?"

"Fox spirits appear in this world, causing troubles in Bei'an, it's their own fault..."

As if singing in a low voice, Li Rongqian clenched his hands tightly, feeling a suffocation, suddenly something rushed out, his body shook, he immediately sat up, and took a quick breath.

In the quiet room, there is only the sound of Hu Wuming's shallow breathing.

Li Rongqian rubbed his temples, and by the faint moonlight, he saw the poorly sleeping person on the bed, gently covered him with the quilt, and then returned to his place to lie down.

"I know that such a person is not worthy of being an emperor...but an innocent person...doesn't deserve to die..." Muttering intermittently, Li Rongqian fell asleep again.

Hu Wuming opened his eyes, licked his two fangs with his tongue, turned over and got out of bed, picked up Li Rongqian horizontally, gently placed him where he had slept, and twirled the quilt for him.

"Ancestor!"

With a low call, two small white paws on the window sill scratched, and a snow-white fox jumped in.

Hu Wuming patted its head and said, "Don't dare to go back alone?"

"No, I want to go back with my ancestor." The little fox shook his ears, looked at Li Rongqian on the bed, "Ancestor, are you going to kill him?"

"Don't kill him, the ancestor wants to keep this man." Hu Wuming touched Li Rongqian's face with his pointed nails, "Tomorrow we will go to the palace to make a fuss, and if you want to eat, you can go to the imperial dining room to find it."

"Really? I can eat whatever I want?" The little fox rubbed against Hu Wuming's arm, his black eyes full of anticipation.

"Yes, anything is fine."

Hu Wuming hung a sachet on Li Rongqian's waist, mumbling something, the sachet disappeared.

"Okay, let's go."