Fairy, don't try to mess with my filial piety

"Princess, your foot is directly on the instep of my foot."

"good......?!"

As soon as Princess Jing'an responded, Chu Wuji's strong body arched forward and leaned forward to press down.

The noble and beautiful princess was frightened for a moment, but dared not say a word.

She realized that Chu Wuji wanted to lower his center of gravity to help her stabilize her body, which was the correct way to do it when riding a horse at high speed.

But in this case, the feeling of being oppressed from behind by this handsome young man is really not good...

This situation lasted for a while, during which time the horse passed through a bumpy road, and finally the horse's hooves stopped.

Chu Wuji's voice came from behind, calling back Princess Jing'an's attention. The beautiful woman's face was so red that blood seemed to be dripping out.

"Lord Baihushan, your child is here. The Jing'an Palace has never treated him unfairly."

Chapter 40: The Princess Recognizes Her Son

When the people living near the outskirts of the city first learned that a white tiger had appeared, they dared not show their heads, and those who lived nearby wanted to hide in water tanks.

Hearing that the white tiger was dormant, the people secretly ran out and looked at it from a distance to see what was going on. They all wanted to see the strange big white tiger with their own eyes.

After Chu Wuzhi shouted, the big white tiger suddenly opened its eyes and slowly stood up. The people in the distance shrank back in fear again.

It's quite surprising and interesting.

When the little white tiger saw its mother, it flapped its four paws in the air, looking very happy.

Baihushanjun slowly walked towards Chu Wuji. He had an imposing aura without even being angry. His body was the size of an elephant, and when he walked, one could clearly see the muscles moving under his fur, giving a very oppressive feeling.

As they got closer, the horses looked smaller, neighing uneasily, as if they were about to run away.

Chu Wuji dismounted and touched the horse's mane, then stood between it and Baihu Shanjun. The horse then calmed down and took small steps to hide behind Chu Wuji, not daring to look Baihu Shanjun in the eye.

"Yao'er, it's time to return the little white tiger."

Chu Wuji said this, opening his arms towards the girl and helping her off the horse.

Princess Jing'an had learned some horse riding skills and could dismount by herself, but facing such a big white tiger, she was a little timid. In the end, Chu Wuji picked her up and put her down steadily on the ground.

The big white tiger let out a deep humming sound. Wen Yaoer hurriedly picked up her sachet, wanting to hear what the big white tiger said, but found that she seemed to understand what the big white tiger said.

It was a woman's magnetic voice:

My child was attracted by a den of foxes from outside the area and tried to hunt them himself. He chased them and ran far away, losing track of the mountain path. He was targeted by a black bear that was greedy for spiritual energy. Thank you for rescuing him.

[Has this child defecated in the mansion?]

Wen Yaoer looked around in confusion and found that her mother and brother Chu, who had no talismans, seemed to have heard the big white tiger talking.

However, the civilians and guards in the distance looked worried, as if they could only hear the tiger's roar.

Chu Wuji gently stroked the little princess's head: "Yao'er, Baihushanjun is asking you."

Wen Yaoer quickly said, "Yes, the little white tiger and my cat defecated in the same place, and the cat was fumigated away~!"

The little white tiger turned his face away in embarrassment, feeling extremely ashamed.

Baihushanjun continued:

[Dry the tiger feces and make it into fine incense. For the next fifty years, if you encounter danger while entering the mountains, you can burn incense and call me to ensure your safety.]

This should be considered as repayment of a favor.

Princess Yao'er held the little white tiger in her arms and walked up to the White Tiger King. The White Tiger King held the skin on the back of his cub's neck and held it to his mouth.

"I also prepared a big bag of meat for the little white tiger. Where should I put it?"

The little princess pulled Chu Wuzhi over, and he was the one who carried the sack of meat the whole time.

【Hang it on my teeth.】

As Baihu Shanjun spoke, he opened his mouth, and the little white tiger fell to the ground with a "plop", landing on its butt first. Chu Wuzhi hung the bag of pork on Baihu Shanjun's teeth, and put the little white tiger back to her mouth.

Wen Yaoer asked reluctantly, "Will I still be able to visit Little White Tiger in the future?"

The little white tiger looked up at his mother with hope in his eyes, and the little guy also got close to the little princess.

Baihushan Jun pondered and said:

The mountains where I live are far away from here, and half of my territory lies outside the Fire Nation, making it difficult for you to visit. In a few years, when the child grows up and can face threats independently, he will come to play with you. However, you must inform the guards at the city gate in advance to avoid causing a disturbance.

Princess Jing'an was horrified when she heard the words of the big white tiger.

This creature's intelligence is completely different from that of ordinary beasts. It is also familiar with the rules of the human kingdom and knows that the white tiger should not rashly enter the city. Let this side explain the situation to the guards at the city gate!

Baihushan Jun had no intention of staying and turned to leave, but suddenly remembered something and said:

If you're looking for companionship, you can see if you like them and take that litter of foxes with you. I've driven them to the mountains here, where they've been wandering around. Their teeth have been pulled out, and I don't think they'll have much room to survive here.

The two white tigers, one big and one small, quickly disappeared into the lush forest.

Chu Wuji breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. The matter of the little white tiger was over, and now he had nothing to worry about.

Now he was just waiting for his godmother to say goodbye so that he could say goodbye to Prince Jing'an's Mansion.

Princess Jing'an secretly glanced at Chu Wuji, and seeing his relieved expression, she made some guesses. After struggling for a while, the beautiful woman called out softly:

"Wuji, I have something I want to confirm with you... Now that the little white tiger has been sent away, are you planning to leave with Madam Bai after a while?"

Chu Wuji was stunned. He didn't expect Princess Jing'an to directly point out his thoughts. He looked embarrassed and didn't know how to respond.

Wen Yaoer was completely stunned. She held Chu Wuzhi's arm, looked up at him eagerly, hoping to hear his denial.

However, Chu Wuji's long silence made the answer self-evident.

She had just sent the little white tiger away, and she didn't want Chu Wuzhi to leave too.

The girl gently shook Chu Wuji's hand and begged in frustration:

"Brother Chu, Yao'er doesn't want you to leave. Although the little white tiger is no longer in the palace, you can be responsible for taking care of the cats. Besides, Yao'er is still the embroidered tiger, so Brother Chu can be responsible for taking care of Yao'er..."

Now that it has come to this, Chu Wuji no longer hides it. He soothes Yao'er's mind and says to Princess Jing'an:

"Princess, I do intend to leave, but this is not because I have any dissatisfaction with the Jing'an Palace. I am very grateful for the palace's generous care.

However, my mother plans to visit a good friend to see if she can alleviate her symptoms, so I must accompany her!

The horse took a few steps forward, using its body to block the gazes of passersby looking over here.

Princess Jing'an knew that Chu Wuji cared about his godmother, and it was difficult to persuade him. She sighed softly and said:

"We won't insist on keeping you, but can you please give me a suggestion?"

Knowing that the palace would not make it difficult for him to stay, Chu Wuji no longer had any concerns. He nodded and said:

"Yes, Princess, do you have any other instructions? I can do it!"

The dignified and noble beauty looked at Chu Wuji seriously and said in a gentle voice:

"Yao'er is close to you, my brother. After spending these days together, you and the Jing'an Palace seem to have a certain connection. What do you think?"

Chu Wuji didn't understand what she meant, but there was nothing wrong with what the princess said. A chance meeting was fate, not to mention that his short stay with the princess was quite pleasant.

"The princess is right."

"If Madam Bai's good friend has her own family, it would be inappropriate for you and your son to stay with someone else for too long. But Madam Bai needs a quiet and peaceful place to recuperate, right?"

"Yes, that's the truth." Chu Wuzhi nodded.

"Why don't you take me as your adoptive mother? From now on, we'll be a family. You won't have to do anything for the Jing'an Palace, and there won't be any restrictions on you. It's just a title. I just hope that if there's a chance in the future, you can come back to be with Yao'er, and Madam Bai will have a place to rest and recuperate, without having to travel around anymore."

Chu Wuji didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said. If he considered it for his godmother, this would actually be a good choice. But it was a bit sudden. Wasn't it too kind?

"this......"

"If Madam Bai's illness relapses, you and your son will need a place to stay, right? You have to take care of Madam Bai, so how can you find time to inquire about famous doctors outside?"

Chu Wuji was still persuaded:

"Okay, then I accept it. Thank you for your kindness, Princess!"

Princess Jing'an showed a smile of relief and regret, and said with a forced smile:

"It's fine for you to continue calling me Princess, as long as you can treat Yao'er like your own sister..."

Chu Wuji felt bad when he saw Princess Jing'an's forced smile, but he really couldn't change the way she addressed him for the time being and it was difficult for him to adapt.

He glanced at Princess Jing'an apologetically, and just then remembered Baihushanjun's words, using them to ease the atmosphere:

"Just now, Lord Baihushan mentioned that there's a fox den in the forest around here. Since she mentioned it, we might consider going and taking a look."

......

After the White Tiger King walked away, the little white tiger remembered to complain.

[Mom, that biped is so mean. He always scolds me for not sitting properly.]

"That two-legged Qilin was right. If you had just sat there quietly and not chased after the stray fox, how could you have gotten lost?"

The little white tiger pretended not to hear his mother's scolding and asked curiously:

[What is a Qilin? Has it transformed into a human form? ]

Baihushanjun explained:

[I'm talking about his true destiny, but his Qilin aspect is incomplete. Incompleteness means a lack of good fortune, leading to only misfortune and no chance of transformation. If he were born into a wealthy family, he'd easily be abandoned to the wilderness, lest the feng shui of the family lintel be ruined.]

The little white tiger kept asking from his mother, not quite understanding:

[Oh, what does "jinx" mean? ]

[No, it's not that bad luck comes to him on its own, but if there is no one to hold him back, wherever there is a bad omen, he will run towards it on his own initiative as if he smells the scent.

A person with a True Unicorn Fate can turn misfortune into fortune, and even the most disastrous event can be an opportunity. A person with a Fragile Unicorn Fate will have to rely on their own strength.

The little white tiger understood this time.

Just like black cats, people always regard black cats as bad luck, but black cats just like to join in the fun, and they will go wherever there is bad luck. Bad luck itself has nothing to do with black cats.

However, as black cats appeared more and more frequently near bad luck, people began to think that black cats themselves represented bad luck.

The life of this crippled Qilin is probably similar to this.

[After all, I've been blessed with the Qilin's fate. Is the difference really that big?]

Why do alchemists pursue perfect pill shapes? They seek perfection. If there's even a tiny crack or flaw, the pill might even become problematic after consumption.

As Baihushanjun walked forward, the shadow cast by his body suddenly covered a nest of foxes on the side of the road.

In comparison, the foxes in that litter were pitifully small, not even as big as one of Baihushanjun's claws.

A piece of pork flew out of the sack and landed in front of the den of foxes.

The big female fox bent down and kowtowed silently. The hungry little fox took a few bites of the meat, and when its mother's tail brushed its head, it also bent down and kowtowed.

[You guys stay around here for the next two days and don't run around. If you're lucky, you might find a peaceful place. If you're unlucky...]

Baihushanjun didn't say anything else and left.

......

Today, because the white tiger went down the mountain, many woodcutters did not have time to chop wood. After the white tiger left, some woodcutters plucked up their courage and prepared to get some firewood to take home.

A woodcutter was carrying firewood on his back, planning to find some fruit to satisfy his hunger before the sun went down completely.

A small flash of white passed through his vision, and when he looked closely, he saw that it was a nest of gray-white foxes.

For hunters and woodcutters, foxes are like running silver. Fox fur can be sold at a good price in the market, and rich families love fox fur the most.

Gray-white foxes are very rare here and are very expensive.

When the female fox whose teeth had been pulled out saw the woodcutter appear, she first thought that it was what Baihushanjun meant by "better luck".

Until the woodcutter picked up a stone and was about to throw it towards this side,

The mother fox was completely desperate and urged her children to escape so that she could distract the woodcutter.

Chapter 41: Her Heart