The soft little female makes the beast husbands lose control and fall

Chapter 173 173. Courtyard Kiss
In the early morning, golden sunlight like silk threads filtered through the carved window lattices and gently fell into Su Yaoyao's room.

As the prompt sounded that the video call ended, Su Yaoyao stood up from the soft bed, stretched, and then walked lightly towards the door.

She gently pushed open the door of the room, and instantly, the fresh morning breeze and the cheerful singing of birds blew in her face.

Looking up, the courtyard was bright and sunny. Augustine was standing under the blooming cherry tree, and the sunlight cast a soft halo around him.

His long hair was draped over his shoulders, and he wore a loose robe casually, the corners of his clothes fluttering gently in the breeze, revealing a laziness and leisure unique to the early morning.

A hint of surprise flashed in Su Yaoyao's eyes, the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, and she walked towards him with brisk steps.

She raised her head slightly, her eyes full of smiles, and called out crisply, "Ting." This call was like the first bird song in the morning, clear and pleasant.

Augustine had been squinting his eyes, enjoying the tranquility of the early morning. When he heard the familiar and intimate voice, he was startled slightly and then slowly turned around.

His eyes, illuminated by the sunlight, were like deep lakes, gleaming with a mixture of surprise and joy. There was a hint of disbelief in his tone: "You're calling me?"

Su Yaoyao blinked playfully, her eyes full of clever light, "Yeah, don't you like it? If you don't like it, I have many other names, like Xiaoaoao, Sting, and Ating. Listen and see which one suits you better?" She tilted her head and looked at Augustine expectantly, looking extremely cute.

The corners of Augustine's mouth slowly rose, revealing a doting smile.

These nicknames, which no one had ever dared to mention in front of him, seemed to have a magical power when spoken by Su Yaoyao, making his heart soften.

He couldn't help but feel happy. Finally, Su Yaoyao no longer addressed him as "Your Majesty" in that unfamiliar yet respectful way.

Does it mean that the invisible barrier between them has faded a little and their hearts have become closer?

He stared at Su Yaoyao, his eyes full of tenderness and affection, and said slowly: "I like every special nickname you give me. As long as it's you who calls me, I'm happy."

A gentle breeze blew, and the petals on the cherry trees fell like snow.

Augustine subconsciously stretched out his hand, and his slender fingers steadily caught a petal.

He stared at the petals in his hand, a hint of thought flashed in his eyes, and then a gentle smile appeared on his face.

He gently raised his hand and carefully pinned the petals in Su Yaoyao's hair. His eyes were so gentle that water could drip out of them, and he murmured, "So beautiful."

Su Yaoyao's cheeks flushed instantly at his straightforward and affectionate praise, and the blush was as beautiful as the first blooming cherry blossoms.

She lowered her head slightly, shy yet with a hint of sweetness.

Augustine looked at her shy appearance, and love surged in his heart like a tide. He could no longer suppress the impulse in his heart. He slowly lowered his head and kissed Su Yaoyao's lips.

His kiss was gentle and passionate, as if he wanted to pour all his affection into it. Su Yaoyao closed her eyes slightly, immersed in this sweet atmosphere, and her hands unconsciously wrapped around Augustine's neck.

Just as the two were immersed in this passionate kiss, the sound of sweeping the floor broke this beautiful moment. It turned out to be the servant in charge of cleaning the courtyard, standing not far away with a broom and a look of fear on his face.

Su Yaoyao was startled by the sudden noise. She opened her eyes suddenly and the blush on her face deepened instantly. In panic, she quickly pushed Augustine away.

Her heart was beating like a drum, her eyes were full of panic and shyness, and she stammered, "I... I'll go back to the bedroom to see how Lucia is doing." After that, she turned around and fled towards the bedroom in panic like a frightened deer.

The servant turned pale with fear and quickly knelt down to apologize: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for disturbing you and Her Majesty."

Augustine touched his lips, savoring Yaoyao's lips, which were so soft, sweet and delicious. A rare gentle smile appeared on his face, and he said softly, "Back off."

The servant got up and left in a hurry as if he had been pardoned.

Su Yaoyao hurried back to her bedroom. As soon as she stepped over the threshold, she keenly noticed the solemn atmosphere in the hall.

The servants all looked panic-stricken, with a layer of gloom covering their faces, making them look particularly depressed.

Her heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition crept into her mind. She hurried to the servant closest to her and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? What happened?"

The servant's eyes lit up instantly, as if he had suddenly seen a ray of light in the darkness. He hurriedly said, "Your Highness, this nine-tailed fox is resisting our approach for some reason. Just now, when we tried to get closer, it suddenly struggled violently, and the wound opened and bled again."

Another servant nearby echoed anxiously, "Yes, Your Highness. We had good intentions, thinking it was injured and weak, so we wanted to feed it some nutrient solution. But since it was injured, it hasn't had even a drop of water."

The servant was so anxious that beads of sweat covered his forehead. After all, His Majesty had solemnly instructed them to take good care of the fox. If anything went wrong, they would not be able to bear the consequences.

When Su Yaoyao heard this, her heart suddenly tightened.

Lucia was already extremely weak due to her injuries. How could she not eat or drink at this critical moment?

She was so anxious that she rushed into the room as if she had the wind on her feet. Her voice was full of worry and concern as she shouted, "Lucia!"

At this moment, the usually beautiful and seductive nine-tailed fox was lying weakly on the bed.

Hearing Su Yaoyao's familiar voice, its drooping ears moved slightly, and as if it had used up all its strength, it slowly and weakly opened its eyes.

The former agility in those eyes had disappeared, leaving only deep fatigue and weakness.

Su Yaoyao took a few steps to the bedside. When she saw the wound on Lucia's body that was bleeding again, her heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, and the pain made her eyes turn red instantly.

She sat gently on the edge of the bed, her voice as gentle as the spring breeze, afraid to scare the fragile little fox in front of her: "Lucia, be good, let's bandage the wound first, okay? I'll be gentle and I won't hurt you."

As she spoke, she tremblingly picked up the gauze beside her and slowly stretched out her hand, every movement being cautious, as if she was approaching an extremely precious and fragile treasure.