Chapter 9: A Domesticated Fox Spirit

I was taken aback for a moment, then found it amusing. “Why would I cooperate with you? I, Le Xiaomai, know what happens when you make a deal with the devil. Your attempts to mislead me won’t work.”

“I don’t want to know anything! I want to go back!” I stood up to leave.

I don’t know which word struck a nerve, but Wen Ye’s expression grew increasingly stern, and the chill around him intensified.

He suddenly stood up, in a way that no ordinary person could – rising into the air and instantly blocking my path.

“What are you going to do!” I clutched my bracelet nervously, as if grabbing a lifeline, trying to bolster my courage.

But his height, the large tail swaying behind him, and the aura around him made my body go weak.

Le Xiaomai, he’s afraid of the bracelet in your hand. Don’t let him intimidate you!

The lightning and thunder outside continued without pause. He approached step by step, and I leaned against the wall, holding the bracelet between us, and said sternly, “Don’t move! Or I’ll get nasty!”

He stopped, his wide white robe trailing on the ground, looking down at me. “You’ve been targeted. If you don’t deal with the trouble in time, your life will be in danger.”

I was about to retort, but Wen Ye continued, “What you have in your hand can indeed protect you, but there’s only being a thief for a thousand days, no guarding against a thief for a thousand days. There will always be times when you’re careless and let your guard down.”

“You’re more trouble than that little ghost,” I countered.

At least the little ghost only caused sleep paralysis; this guy was a real physical being, and seemed to have powerful martial arts and magic.

“How can those scraps be compared to me!” He frowned slightly, somewhat displeased, and exhaled. “I am different from them, I cultivate the righteous path and will not easily harm human lives.”

“Really? Then swear to heaven that you won’t hurt me or my family.”

I didn’t believe his words. A thunderclap gave me an idea.

“Or may you be struck by five bolts of lightning!”

Wen Ye stared at me unblinkingly, his lips slightly pursed, sparks flickering in his eyes, every muscle in his body seemingly trying to suppress the urge to tear me apart.

See, I knew this guy was just talking nonsense.

Afraid that he would suddenly go berserk, I deliberately fanned the flames, using a sarcastic tone: “What? Don’t dare to say it? Well, a man’s words are deceiving.”

Especially a mal yao jing

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly relaxed his clenched fist, took a deep breath, and nodded slightly: “Alright, I promise you.”

He walked to the French window, opened the curtains, and opened the window, and said solemnly: “I, Wen Ye, if I harm Le Xiaomai and her family, may I be struck by five bolts of lightning…”

Boom! Crack! A thunderbolt descended from the sky.

Without the soundproofing of the window, the thunder was deafening, and the lightning even carried sparks, as if something had been struck.

The wind blew his white robe, billowing loudly.

Under the intersecting flashes of lightning, Wen Ye’s figure was tall and slender, not like the broad shoulders and narrow waist of a mature man, nor like the thinness of a youthful boy, but just right.

The key was that the furry tail and ears didn’t seem out of place on him at all, but rather had a different kind of allure.

No wonder he’s a fox spirit. I finally know why King Zhou doted on Daji so much.

Who could resist the critical hit of being fluffy and also knowing how to act spoiled!

He turned to look at me, a flash of lightning streaking across, illuminating his face intermittently, his pure eyes shining like stars.

“Satisfied?”

The heavy rain poured in from the window, hitting my face, icy cold.

Meeting his gaze, I was actually a little guilty. I noticed that his body, trying to appear calm, was already trembling slightly, and even his tail was drooping a bit.

I felt a pang of guilt, like I was bullying a puppy.

“Ahem… okay,” I touched my nose and closed the window.

It’s not that I feel bad for him, it’s that I feel bad that the room I cleaned is getting wet.

With the curtains closed, the room fell into darkness, and the atmosphere immediately felt a bit off.

My heart pounded like a drum, and I fumbled for the light switch, finally able to see Wen Ye clearly standing by the bay window.

Jade-like white face, red lips and white teeth.

Ink-black hair reaching his waist, bright eyes and defined eyebrows.

The immaturity of a handsome youth carried a hint of melancholy and steadiness, as well as a bit of sickliness. There was a faint red stain on the abdomen of his large white robe.

Alone in a room with a man, especially after making him swear an oath, I felt a little awkward, so I deliberately started a conversation: “Are you injured?”

“Yes.” He sat down weakly on the edge of the bed, his back to me, and said in a deep voice, “There’s medicine outside. Please get it for me.”

“Okay…”

He even knows to say ‘please,’ he’s quite polite.

On the island counter in the living room’s wet bar, there were two large tote bags filled with many things. Besides a large pile of medicinal herbs, I even found several sets of pet clothes, one of which was a bright red Tang suit with a large golden fu (- good fortune) character on the back!

Pfft… hahahaha!

I covered my mouth, trying not to laugh. Looks like this is a domesticated fox spirit.

Carrying the bag into the bedroom, I asked him which ones he needed to use. Wen Ye took out a packet of medicinal herbs and a small ceramic jar, both with usage instructions written on sticky notes.

One needed to be decocted (boiled), and one was for application.

“Take off your clothes, and I’ll help you apply the medicine.” I felt a little embarrassed, but also a little expectant.

Hehe, don’t blame me for being horny, it’s just that he’s too good-looking, and touching him is a win for me.

Wen Ye wasn’t shy at all, casually taking off his robe, revealing large areas of pale pink skin, and then…

Oh my god! What did I just see!

Suddenly, I felt an itch under my nose, followed by a warm flow.

Le Xiaomai, how thirsty are you! You actually got a nosebleed just from seeing a little chest muscle and washboard abs! So pathetic!

He’s a fox! A fox! We don’t do cross-species stuff!

“I-I’m sorry!” I frantically searched for tissues, rushed into the bathroom, and washed my face.

I’m so embarrassed! I was so aggressive just now, and now I’m getting a nosebleed over his body. So embarrassing!

I wonder if the toilet will flush me away.

I took a few deep breaths, dispelled distracting thoughts, and returned to the bedroom.

Wen Ye had three deep cuts on his abdomen, the flesh turned out, as if scratched by Wolverine’s claws. It looked painful.

I carefully removed his original bandages, dipped a cotton swab in medicinal powder, and applied it to the wounds, looking up to ask: “How did you get these?”

He kept his eyes closed, his breathing rough and labored, looking very weak.

I realized something was wrong, and touched his forehead – burning hot.

Was the wound infected? Should I take him to the hospital? Should I see a vet or a human doctor?

I was a little confused and didn’t know what to do. Right, ask Brother Yanzu!

The phone was quickly connected, and a child’s laughter came from the other end. That guy really threw such a big trouble to me while he’s enjoying his time with his wife and kids!

I had a pile of complaints and questions in my heart, but right now it was important to bring Wen Ye’s fever down. I rattled on a long explanation, and the other side said calmly: “Oh, a fever? I don’t know what to do. Physical cooling should work, right?”

I swear!

“Hehe, Xiaomai, don’t worry. Wen Ye isn’t an ordinary little fox spirit. A fever won’t kill him. Physical cooling, plus some Chinese medicine, should be fine.”

I clenched my phone, grinding my teeth silently: “Brother Yanzu, I’ll still call you ‘Brother’ because you paid me in advance, but we’ll talk about you tricking me later. But what’s with your attitude towards Wen Ye! He’s about to burn up! What do you mean by ‘fine’!”

“What if he dies from the illness! What if he is permanently damaged by the fever!”

What if I have to take responsibility then!

Zhao Yanzu laughed heartily: “If he’s still maintaining his human form, it means he’s fine. Call me again when he turns back into a fox. Hehe, Xiaomai, I’m too busy, so I’ll hang up first. I believe you can do it. Bye… oh, right, there will be thunderstorms again in the second half of the night, so I’ll have to trouble you with that.”

“Hey…” Before I could speak, he had already hung up.

Damn it, what kind of person is that!

Looking at the sick pretty boy on the bed, I let out a long sigh. Le Xiaomai, you can forget about sleeping tonight.

I didn’t have fever patches at home, so I had to take out three or four towels and take turns giving Wen Ye cold compresses, carefully applied the medicine, and wrapped the bandages.

While he was sleeping, I went to decoct the medicine. I helped out at my great-grandmother’s pharmacy a lot before, so I helped her out a lot.

In the middle, I changed the towels again. When the medicine was almost ready, I made two dishes and a soup – stuffed tofu, broccoli with mushrooms, and cucumber shrimp and egg soup.

I don’t know if foxes eat these things.

Tossing and turning inside and outside for two and a half hours, running back and forth between the bedroom and the kitchen, I felt like my legs were about to break.

Having a big house also has the troubles of having a big house.

I lay on the bed, looking at the redness on his face gradually fading, and called him softly: “Wen Ye, wake up to eat and drink medicine.”