bullyxtreme Chapter 127 - Old Feng Bai
Chapter 127 - Old Feng Bai
"Ah...ah..." Feng Bai called out weakly twice. His weak body lay there motionless, his head resting on his two thin front legs, but his eyes were looking at Mu Ziyan with joy.
"Good Fengbai!" Mu Ziyan slowly held Fengbai in his arms, gently stroked the few remaining hairs on its neck, then turned his face to its head and said gently: "Fengbai, I'm back, please try to eat more and stay with me for a while."
Feng Bai moved his head, rubbed Mu Ziyan's neck, raised his thin left front leg and gently scratched her sleeve.
Mu Ziyan held its paw with tears in her eyes, shook it happily twice, and said, "Have you promised me this? Don't regret it."
"Ow...Ow..."
Mu Ziyan bought some meat porridge from a nearby restaurant and brought it under the tree. She pinched Feng Bai's nose and fed it two mouthfuls. It spit out most of it. Mu Ziyan's heart ached when she saw it, but in order to let it eat more, she still hardened her heart and force-fed it until the bowl of porridge was empty.
Mu Ziyan carefully placed Feng Bai on Tuan Tuan's back, then rubbed Tuan Tuan's head and said, "Tuan Tuan, take Feng Bai back first, I'll come to see you guys another day, okay?"
"Ah..." Tuantuan let out a low cry, then rubbed Mu Ziyan's hands with his neck, and then left with Feng Bai on his back, looking back every three steps.
When Mu Ziyan returned to the Song family's old house, it was almost noon. The chef sent by the palace had already prepared lunch and was waiting for Princess Chaoning to give the order to serve the meal, but the moody lady just refused to speak.
"Lord Mu is so busy that he makes this princess wait for you for meal!" Gu Qinghong said with a smile, tapping the table unintentionally with his index finger.
"I am a minister of the Chu family. How dare I have a meal with the princess? Please make your own arrangements. I will take my leave." Mu Ziyan smiled and clasped his fists, then turned around and walked away quickly, heading straight for the small courtyard where he used to live.
Gu Qinghong's smiling eyes suddenly became sharp. This Mu Ziyan was definitely not just the High Priest of Dongchu, and he must be involved with Nanyue. Otherwise, why would the ferocious wolf be so special to him? It must be extremely familiar with his scent which led to its behavior just now.
Mu Ziyan walked slowly into the courtyard, and every step seemed to be stepping on the tip of her heart. The scenery before her eyes was the same as before, but she could no longer find the joy and laughter of the past, because those who could make her laugh had scattered all over the world and they would never meet again.
His eyes fell on the familiar dog hole, and Mu Ziyan couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth. He tiptoed to the other side of the wall. The bamboo forest was still green and quiet, as if it had not been abandoned by its owner all these years. He walked forward along the path, and the familiar piano platform came into view.
Mu Ziyan slowly sat down on the piano, closed his eyes, placed his hand on the piano and gently stroked it, as if the piano was still there, and his slender fingers slid like plucking the strings of a piano.
"Who are you and why do you suddenly appear in this mansion?" A soft but defensive voice sounded.
Mu Ziyan suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the source of the sound. It was as if a muffled thunder exploded in his mind and he lost the ability to speak. They were actually still in Nanyue Kyoto!
With a snap, the teacup in the woman's hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
"Mo'er, what's wrong with you..." The elegant voice stopped abruptly. Xiao Mu hurriedly blocked Qing Mo behind him, looked at Mu Ziyan unkindly and said sternly: "I'm afraid it's not a gentleman's behavior to come in without invitation! Please leave quickly."
Mu Ziyan clasped his fists and said sorry, suppressing his excitement and turning around to climb over the wall. Squatting by the wall of the courtyard, Mu Ziyan covered his chest tightly, panting in a somewhat embarrassed manner, and murmured with trembling lips: "Mother..."
In the bamboo forest of the Xiao Mansion, Xiao Mu held the frightened Qing Mo in his arms and comforted her. He rested his chin on her forehead and said distressedly, "Don't be afraid, Mo'er. I won't let them touch you even if I risk my life."