Fox Demon: Why did your brother beat you up every day at the beginning of the month?

But as soon as they entered the treatment room, they were both stunned.

In the treatment room, Xiao Yuechu lay on the bed, breathing steadily, while Tu Shan Honghong sat to the side, holding Xiao Yuechu's small hand tightly in both hands, leaning against the wooden bed, staring blankly at Xiao Yuechu's face.

It was as if he wanted to imprint Dongfang Yuechu's small face entirely into his eyes.

"My sister's become a 'waiting-for-husband rock'..."

"Hmm... I feel like we're a bit redundant..."

They gently closed the door and quietly slipped out, ten minutes later.

Boom boom boom!

"Ahem, big sister, we're coming in~"

As Dongfang Haoyang and Rongrong entered the room, Tushan Honghong sat upright on a solid wood table and chair, holding the Book of Continued Fate in her hand and turning the pages one by one.

The Heavenly Book is a unique auxiliary magic item for continuing one's destiny, possessed by every Red Thread Fairy fox demon.

The Heavenly Book has many functions, such as displaying the name of the person seeking a new destiny and finding the location of their other half.

However, the bright red book of secrets... was held upside down.

Her ears and cheeks were flushed, her pink lips were pressed into a wavy line, and her eyes darted around, glancing back at them every now and then, as if she was about to have her secret discovered...

It's just like a golden retriever who's lost halfway through a progress bar.

It is well known that it is very difficult for a person to suppress laughter.

Rongrong and Haoyang each covered the other's mouth tightly, trembling on the spot for a long time before they managed to keep quiet.

"Um, Lord Haoyang, Rong'er... what's the matter...? Hmm? What are you doing?"

"Ahem, it's nothing, I just came to check on Yuechu."

"I...I came to see my sister, pfft."

Seeing the little fox demon beside him pursing her lips and wiping away "touched" tears from the corners of her eyes, Dongfang Haoyang gently nudged her with his elbow to remind Rongrong to be careful.

Although he knew that controlling the upturn of his lips was a difficult thing to do, if this continued, his sister's aloof and mature image, which she had maintained for many years, would completely collapse.

Rongrong, you don't want your sister to cry and fuss, do you? So why don't you just stay silent?

"Cough cough cough, phew."

After taking several deep breaths and wiping away the tears of "emotion" that made her want to laugh, Tu Shan Rongrong finally resumed her signature squinty-eyed smile.

This can be considered as giving Honghong a way out.

The two foxes and one person glanced at Xiao Yuechu, who was fast asleep on the bed.

Dongfang Haoyang had a strange feeling that he wanted to draw the Seven Wolves sword from his waist and test whether his younger brother, Dongfang Yuechu, was pretending to be asleep.

When I was little, I really liked to do that at the beginning of the month on the night of the first month. I would secretly take the silver that Haoyang had specially placed near him and buy two strings of sesame candied hawthorns.

Just as he temporarily put the thought out of his mind, Tu Shan Honghong's eyes dimmed slightly as she gently rubbed Dongfang Yuechu's head and spoke softly.

"He did this to save me, and I know I can never repay this kindness. So if you have any requests, I will do my best to make it up to you."

After saying this, Tu Shan Honghong pursed her lips. She knew that with Dongfang Haoyang's extraordinary strength, he wouldn't need her at all, but she still wanted to say what was on her mind, even if it was just a small compensation.

Dongfang Haoyang sighed, but didn't say anything to comfort him, because it was his own choice at the beginning of the month. However, there were some things he still had to say.

He and Rongrong exchanged a glance, then looked at Tushan Honghong, whose gaze was fixed on Dongfang Yuechu's face.

Well, although Xiao Yuechu isn't as handsome as his brother, he has the natural good looks. When he grows up, his beautiful face could easily be described as that of an oriental beauty.

"Miss Honghong, what are your plans after my brother wakes up?"

"I……"

Tu Shan Honghong suddenly snapped out of her daze, looked up and stared blankly at Dongfang Haoyang, whose eyes were serious, her mind completely blank.

Honghong didn't know what to do...

With a young Taoist priest in front and Xiao Yuechu behind, both of whom were her saviors, Honghong's heart was in turmoil.

But the little Taoist priest was already dead, and she didn't want to lose Xiaoyuechu on the bed in front of her now; that was all she could think about.

She wanted Dongfang Yuechu to stay by her side forever, but the thought caused Tu Shan Honghong excruciating pain, as if a sharp knife had pierced her heart.

What makes her so special? If it weren't for Yuechu and Haoyang, not only would her sisters be slaughtered, but the entire Tushan would probably be wiped out. Honghong felt unworthy, unworthy of Yuechu's blatant affection, and unworthy of his goodwill.

But she couldn't help but get closer, and in the end she could only accept it silently with guilt, not knowing how to repay it.

So she would pay attention to and observe anything that Dongfang Yuechu liked, but she was a bit clumsy and often messed things up in secret.

"So Miss Honghong doesn't actually like my brother, or does she doubt his willingness to risk his life so that the person he loves can live on...?"

Seeing Dongfang Haoyang's increasingly indifferent gaze, Tu Shan Honghong's heart skipped a beat, and her pupils widened suddenly. She was about to firmly say no, but then the phantom of the little Taoist priest she had killed appeared in her eyes again.

Her red eyes trembled suddenly, and her teeth chattered.

"I...I don't know..."

"elder sister……"

Tu Shan Rongrong looked at Hong Hong, whose eyes were lowered and dim, with an expression that seemed to indicate acquiescence, and spoke anxiously.

"Young master, my sister isn't as cold-hearted as you say. She deliberately observes Xiaoyuechu's every move every day, and even takes the time to personally guide Xiaoyuechu's cultivation!"

"Enough, Rongrong! Stop talking..."

Tu Shan Honghong shook her head, revealing a somewhat numb expression, and looked at Dongfang Haoyang.

"It's all my fault. If you're angry, take it out on me..."

Ya Ya and Hong Hong are actually very similar, even their way of speaking is similar, although a large part of it is because Ya Ya deliberately imitates Hong Hong.

"Hehe..." Dongfang Haoyang rubbed Xiaoyuechu's head, his eyes looking at Tushan Honghong with a somewhat gloomy expression.

"Miss Honghong, do you know that my little brother calls your name in his dreams? No matter how I punish him, even if I don't give him food, he still makes sure to prepare a loving bento box for you..."

"Even I, his own brother, can't compare to your place in his heart..."

Dongfang Haoyang felt extremely uncomfortable as he spoke. He really wanted to pull out the Seven Wolves sword and drag that brat from the Hundred Herbs Garden all the way to the Three Flavors Study. That damn simp brother of his must have his mind full of his fairy sister when he was doing this!

Although he felt uncomfortable, Dongfang Haoyang continued in a cold tone.

"If you really don't like him, please tell him directly and decisively so that he can give up on you completely."

"Hesitation will only lead to trouble! I don't want my younger brother, whom I've always taken care of and watched grow up, to live his whole life in a fantasy about you..."

Tu Shan Honghong's eyes trembled suddenly. There were some things that Dongfang Haoyang said that she really didn't know. Honghong also didn't understand why Dongfang Yuechu was so persistent and fond of her.

"Young master, you're mistaken about that. It's not just my younger brother who feels this way at the beginning of the month; my sister also cares about those things. She even offered to cook for me once..."

"Rongrong, stop talking..."

A hint of emotion flickered in Tu Shan Honghong's eyes as she clenched her fists, her pupils trembling slightly.

Seeing this, Dongfang Haoyang sneered, then sighed in disappointment.

"Sigh, so be it... During those three months of fleeing, you saved my brother once, but he also repaid you with his life..."

"My younger brother and Miss Honghong are even now!"

"Once he recovers, if you truly have no feelings for Yuechu at all, I will take him away from Tushan and disappear from your sight forever..."

As he spoke, Dongfang Haoyang made a gesture and grabbed the blanket covering Dongfang Yuechu.

"Wait!"

"What's wrong? Don't you dislike him? Then why are you stopping me?"

Tu Shan Honghong was taken aback upon hearing this, and slowly withdrew her fair hand that was gripping Dongfang Haoyang's wrist.

"Okay, it's settled then. I'll take him away once he wakes up!"

As he spoke, Dongfang Haoyang picked up Dongfang Yuechu and walked towards the door.

"Wait! Young master, please don't act rashly! My sister..."

Tu Shan Rongrong's emerald green eyes were filled with anxiety as she tugged at Tu Shan Honghong's sleeve.

"With Young Master Haoyang's supernatural powers, once you take Little Brother Yuechu away, you and Little Brother Yuechu may never see each other again for all eternity."

"Forever and ever..." Tu Shan Honghong muttered, her eyes widening instantly! Her body trembled uncontrollably.

Xiaoyuechu is now the only light in Honghong's heart, but this light will soon disappear from her life, which is something Tushan Honghong absolutely cannot bear...

"No, I don't want that!"

"Wait! You can't take him away!"

"I'm his own brother, why can't I take him away?"

Dongfang Haoyang glanced at her coldly, then panicked completely, looking at Tu Shan Honghong with fear in his eyes before turning back and continuing to walk towards the door.

Tu Shan Honghong clenched her fists tightly, looking at the boy who walked further and further away and stopped at the door with some despair.

"What should I do...?"

Tu Shan Rongrong's lips twitched. Her sister really couldn't say a single kind word; she was the kind who wouldn't turn back even if she hit a brick wall...

Somewhat speechless, Rongrong whispered a few words to Tushan Honghong's big ear, and a mischievous smile couldn't help but appear on her face.

"Sister, do this first... then do that... I promise the young master won't take little brother Yuechu away!"

Rongrong looked like she was confidently eating melon seeds.

Seeing that Sister Honghong was looking at him, he instantly turned into a sad, squinty-eyed, and very dejected look.

Tu Shan Honghong had no doubts at all, because her heart was already filled with the cockroach-headed boy who had been bringing her lunch every day for the past six months.

Thinking of his gentle smile when his arm pierced her heart, just to save her life, Honghong seemed to have an epiphany, and Chong Rongrong, blushing, nodded slightly.

Rongrong's lips unconsciously curled up, and she coughed twice at Haoyang: "Ahem, young master, my sister is not as heartless as you say. In fact, she was just testing little brother Yuechu."

Tu Shan Honghong turned her blushing face away shyly and remained silent.

"Oh? Is that so..."

"That's right! My sister still cares a lot about her little brother, Yuechu!"

"But words alone are not enough..."

"Hmm... how about this, let my sister observe Xiaoyue for a while longer, and of course we can sign a temporary child husband agreement~"

With a cold expression, Dongfang Haoyang slowly walked over, threw Dongfang Yuechu onto the bed, and looked intently at Tushan Honghong, whose face was turning increasingly red.

Tu Shan Rongrong gently tugged at her sister's bright red sleeve.

"Sister, you've seen for yourself how powerful Young Master Haoyang is. We'll probably never be able to repay his favor in this lifetime. Do you really want to owe Xiaoyuechu and Young Master Haoyang a debt of gratitude for the rest of your life?"

Tu Shan Honghong is the type of person who least wants to owe anyone a favor.

"Alright, alright, we'll do as Rongrong says..."

A reply as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

Sitting on the bed, Tu Shan Honghong tightly gripped the hem of her pink dress with her slender, jade-like hands. Her face was so red it looked like it could bleed. Although she agreed verbally, she didn't dare to look up at all. She was too ashamed to look Haoyang or even Rongrong in the eye.

Tu Shan Rongrong quickly took out the contract, signed her sister's name, and without Honghong even having to lift a finger, Rongrong pressed her fingerprint on it.

Of course, Dongfang Haoyang also reluctantly completed the same procedure for the still unconscious Xiaoyueyue as quickly as possible.

"Okay, all signed... Oh dear! I'm sorry, this is a permanent copy. Of course, if you want to change it, you can ask me for it anytime. I have something to attend to with Young Master Haoyang, so I'll be leaving now! Goodbye, sister."

Seeing her sister staring blankly at her, Tu Shan Rongrong grabbed her big dummy's hand, quickly slipped outside, and casually closed the door behind her.

After the two left, only Honghong, her face flushed and flustered, and Dongfang Yuechu, who was fast asleep on the bed, remained in the room.

"What...am I doing...?"

Tu Shan Honghong cursed herself inwardly, thinking that a fox demon like her was not worthy of Xiao Yuechu's affections. But looking at that peaceful sleeping face, she couldn't help but move closer and gently hold that little hand in her own.

"Tu Shan Hong Hong, you are guilty of grave sins. Have you forgotten the little Taoist priest you killed?" Hong Hong muttered to herself, but the force in her hands increased, and her eyes, looking at Yue Chu's face, held a mixture of hope and reluctance.

As soon as Dongfang Haoyang and Tushan Rongrong came out from outside the door, they froze for a second before slowly raising their hands and giving each other a high five.

Plans are in place!