Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

Chapter 153 Charming Fox Girl × Cold-Faced Wolf King 3

Wolf Xuan's wolf ears twitched in the firelight, and he suddenly grabbed Ji Xiaosong's hand and pressed it to the side of his neck.

Her throbbing pulse made her fingertips curl, but then she heard him say in a deep voice to the entire camp, "The new female healer."

A collective gasp filled the air as Ji Xiaosong realized that the wolf clan leader's neck pulse was a symbol of the forbidden area.

No way, how could she have broken so many taboos of Lang Xuan so soon after arriving in this world?

Ji Xiaosong unconsciously shook her hand, and Lang Xuan's Adam's apple brushed against her tiger's mouth: "If you shake again, I'll cut off your claws."

It wasn't until she ventured deep into the cave that Ji Xiaosong understood what a "spacious cave pit" truly meant.

The entire ice crystal wall reflected the Milky Way, the ground was covered with snow leopard fur, and the stone bed at the innermost part was so large that five giant wolves could lie down on it.

Lang Xuan flicked his finger to light the wall lamp. In the warm yellow light, she finally saw the dark patterns on his armor, which were actually twenty-seven ice-carved fox tail flowers.

There are three rules.

Lang Xuan tossed a fox fur coat over her head, the collar still warm from his body. "Gather herbs at dawn, heal wounds at dusk, and at 9 PM..."

He suddenly moved closer, his fingertips tugging at a strand of her white hair. "Comb my tail."

Just then, the playful antics of wolf cubs echoed from outside the cave: "I heard that the King picked up a little rabbit that can cure diseases!"

"No, that's not it! I smell a fox!"

Wolf Xuan's tail suddenly bristled, and the temperature inside the cave plummeted.

As he turned, his cloak brushed against Ji Xiaosong's lips, the warning he left behind carrying a chilling edge:

"If you dare to use your seductive arts to coax the cubs, I'll nail you to the clan monument as decoration."

Twenty-seven ice spikes instantly condensed on the stone gate, startling Ji Xiaosong so much that she trembled all over.

It's strange, because even though I'm just a blade of grass, I've had a pretty smooth journey so far.

Why have I become so cowardly since I came to this world?

If you can’t figure it out, then don’t think about it.

"No, maybe it's because I'm good-looking that the wolf cubs like me."

"Heh, just remember my rules."

*

The ice crystals on the cave ceiling refracted the moonlight, casting tiny silver spots on the snow leopard's fur.

Ji Xiaosong transformed into her original form, shrinking herself into a ball, with the tip of her tail sticking out as she counted the icicles: "Twenty-seven, twenty-eight..."

"Count it one more time and I'll pluck all your hair."

Wolf Xuan's voice came from deep within the cave, accompanied by the tinkling sound of flowing ice spring water.

When Ji Xiaosong turned her head, she caught sight of a back that was faintly visible through the misty water, muscles undulating with the movement of scooping water, water droplets sliding down her waist...

"Snapped!"

The ice crystal curtain suddenly descended, blocking the view, and Lang Xuan walked out, enveloped in cold air, with frost still clinging to the ends of his hair.

He lay down on the stone bed, his silver-gray wolf tail sweeping away moonstones, plunging the cave into darkness.

"sleep."

As soon as the command was given, Ji Xiaosong felt her tail being wrapped around something furry.

She secretly opened her eyes and found that Lang Xuan's tail was unconsciously dragging her towards the stone bed, like a squirrel collecting pine cones.

"Didn't the king tell me to sleep on the floor?"

She deliberately clung to the stone wall.

Wolf Xuan's ears twitched in the darkness, and suddenly a warm breeze brushed against the back of her neck: "It's freezing, come and warm the bed."

Ji Xiaosong was caught off guard and was pulled into the star-studded bedding, her nose hitting a hard "stone".

Tsk tsk tsk, it turns out that Lang Xuan deliberately showed off his abs.

Just as she was about to struggle, a muffled laugh came from above her: "A female doctor who can't even take a pulse?"

His hand suddenly enveloped her cold fingertips, pulling them to his heart.

The pounding heartbeat beneath her palm made her eardrums vibrate, but she was surprised to discover a flame-shaped birthmark on his left chest, exactly the same as the mark on her waist dimple.

"This is……"

"Shut up."

Wolf Xuan covered her mouth with his tail, then rolled over and trapped her in his arms.

The Milky Way slowly rotated above their heads, and Ji Xiaosong suddenly realized that the stars could flicker with his breath.

Half-asleep, a warm breath brushed against her trembling eyelashes.

Wolf Xuan's canine teeth lightly nibbled at the tip of her ear, his murmur melting into the night wind: "Finally, I've waited for you, you little liar."

As Ji Xiaosong rolled over, the wolf's tail suddenly tightened.

The moment the jasmine scent from her hair swept across the stone wall, Lang Xuan's hand was already behind her head.

The movement was frighteningly practiced, as if it had been repeated billions of times among countless stars.

The bed was still too cold, so Lang Xuan spread a layer of fireweed under Ji Xiaosong.

"Isn't it too thin?"

While pondering, Lang Xuan added another layer.

And so, layer after layer, until finally, Lang Xuan laid ten layers of velvet grass under Ji Xiaosong.

*

Before the morning mist had completely dissipated, Ji Xiaosong was awakened by the sweet fragrance.

In her drowsy state, she reached for the tail beside her pillow, but instead grabbed a fluffy wolf cub doll.

Huh?

Why do the hairs on these look so familiar?

Why is there fox fur scattered all over me?

What month is it?

Oh, it's autumn, she's shedding her fur.

Ji Xiaosong carefully tapped the entire wolf cub doll; it looked exactly like Lang Xuan.

No way?

Did Lang Xuan not sleep a wink last night and become a crafting expert, making a doll in her own likeness using the fox fur she shed last night?

The key point is that the wolf-shaped doll's eyes are inlaid with two black star stones.

Starstones are incredibly precious; even the original owner of this body, as a high priest, had only seen one.

It was once displayed by her mother when she took it to pray for blessings.

"Go gather herbs as soon as you wake up."

Wolf Xuan was roasting a chicken with his back to the cave entrance, the firelight turning the ends of his silver-gray hair a golden-red.

On the stone table sat a crystal bowl filled with snowberries still glistening with dew, each one carefully pitted and arranged in the shape of a little fox.

Ji Xiaosong gasped softly as her bare feet touched the ground; her ankle, which had been cut by ice spikes the night before, was now wrapped in a star-patterned bandage.

Wolf Xuan's ears instantly turned to her, and its tail irritably extinguished the fire.

"If you're lame, then stay put!"

Before the words were finished, the cubs' sweet, childlike singing came from outside the cave:

"The bride we found can brew wine—so wine that the king is drunk every day!"

The stone fork in Lang Xuan's hand snapped with a "crack," but Ji Xiaosong's fox ears perked up excitedly: "They say I'm the bride?"

"Shut up and eat. Go and get some tonics for yourself later."

Lang Xuan stuffed the roasted chicken into her mouth, and as his fingertips brushed against her lips, he secretly removed the chicken bones.

*

In the afternoon, when Ji Xiaosong was preparing medicine, she discovered that all the stone mortars had been replaced with warm jade.

She herself was puzzled; how did Lang Xuan know she knew medicine?

The key point is that he allowed himself to remain in the wolf clan as a female healer, but he wouldn't let her take his pulse.

She was just being asked to prepare medicine; what exactly was she supposed to do?

Just as Ji Xiaosong was thinking about this, the wolf guard suddenly came to report:

"Your Majesty! The Tiger Clan has sent a marriage proposal!"

The wolf guards presented a jade slip inlaid with tiger teeth.

Lang Xuan didn't even look at it, and crushed it directly. The broken jade pieces reassembled into a small fox ornament in his palm: "This kind of trash can be used as a bed pad in the future."

As the sun set, Ji Xiaosong found Lang Xuan in the hot spring pool.

He lay dozing in the pool, with a model of a young fox made of starlight hanging above his head, exactly like the sleeping members of his tribe in her space.

Upon hearing footsteps, the model instantly vanished like fireflies.

"come over."

Lang Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, his golden pupils brimming with an ancient gentleness.

As Ji Xiaosong waded through the water, she was suddenly lifted up by an ice platform, and twenty-seven ice-carved foxtail flowers bloomed at her feet.

Wolf Xuan's tail wrapped around her wrist, pressing a fiery red, warm jade into her palm: "Wear it, to ward off the cold."

"Why did the king suddenly..."

"You talk a lot."

Lang Xuan pressed her down to sit by the hot spring, his fingertips forming a comb of starlight.

As the comb teeth pierced her snow-white hair, both of their birthmarks lit up simultaneously.