The Cold King and His Spoilt Wife: His Genius Consort Is Breathtaking

Chapter 11: I’m the Master

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Before Xia Muqing could ask the little beast to stay, it disappeared.

There was a flash of disappointment in her eyes. Did her strategy fail?

She really liked the little beast.

Xia Muqing packed her things and put them back into her bag.

Just as she was about to leave, she heard a sound.

Squeak.

She whirled around in surprise and saw the little beast moving towards her gracefully.

On the surface, it looked like a noble little beast. But in its heart, it was apologizing repeatedly to its ancestors.

Just imagine what kind of legends its ancestors were. Even the ruler of a country had to treat them with respect.

But it yielded to a human for food.

How embarrassing.

Squeak squeak squeak—

The little beast gestured at Xia Muqing with a stiff expression.

Xia Muqing understood. It meant that it was willing to follow her, but it wanted to be the master.

This was the little beast’s final display of stubbornness.

This was a matter of who would wield control. Xia Muqing naturally pretended not to understand.

She picked up the little beast and did what it wanted to do the most.

She rubbed its body as soon as she carried it.

The little beast immediately struggled and protested to express its unwillingness.

Xia Muqing smiled and said, “I’ll be your master from now on. You’re very excited, aren’t you?”

Squeak squeak squeak—

Xia Muqing was still grinning. “I know, you’re very excited.”

After a while, the little beast slumped weakly on Xia Muqing’s hand.

Just as it was about to escape, Xia Muqing’s words made it stop.

“Shall I cook grilled fish for you tomorrow?”

The little beast paused. It felt that it should finish the grilled fish before leaving.

Xia Muqing laughed and pinched the greedy little beast.

“Let me give you a name.”

The little beast’s interest was piqued when Xia Muqing said that.

Both its parents had names, but only it didn’t.

“Little pig?”

Xia Muqing pondered for a while as she touched the little beast’s round belly.

Squeak squeak squeak—

“All right, I’m just kidding. I’ll call you Gungun, okay?”

After comforting the unhappy little beast, Xia Muqing said the name she really had in mind.

It blinked and looked at Xia Muqing.

Its silence meant that it had agreed.

“Gungun, Gungun.”

Xia Muqing was delighted and called it a few times.

Gungun was also tickled by Xia Muqing’s fingers.

It consciously turned its body around so that Xia Muqing could scratch its entire body.

Gungun had yet to discover the changes in its behavior.

Xia Muqing noticed it first.

She carried her bag and placed Gungun on her shoulder.

It curled into a small ball and lay on Xia Muqing’s shoulder like a fur ball.

From afar, it looked like Xia Muqing’s accessory.

Feeling the warmth on her shoulders, Xia Muqing suddenly felt like a mother.

Indeed, she had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of feeding Gungun in the future.

The human and beast had been walking in the forest for several days.

During these few days of feeding, Xia Muqing had completely won Gungun’s heart.

Every day, Gungun wanted to leave the next day.

The next day turned into the next day and there were endless tomorrows.

Squeak squeak squeak—

Gungun shifted and slid off Xia Muqing’s shoulder, landing in her arms.

It pointed its chubby paw in the direction ahead.

This was also what Xia Muqing had discovered over the past two days. Gungun had a keen intuition for locating heavenly treasures.

Xia Muqing looked in the direction Gungun pointed. There was indeed a bright red lotus on the ground.

Delighted, Xia Muqing quickly walked over.

She squatted down and observed the lotus carefully.

The meat lotus was a medicinal herb that resembled the lotus flower. It was much thicker than an ordinary lotus.

Before it matured, the lotus was a faint pink. After it matured, it would turn red.

She looked at the blood-red lotus in front of her.

One look and she could tell it was over a hundred years old.

The ripening period of the meat lotus was very short. The chances of encountering a hundred-year meat lotus was about the same as encountering a thousand-year ginseng.

Just as she was about to pluck it, she heard the sound of wind rushing past her.

Xia Muqing, who was prepared, dodged aside.

She surveyed the green snake protecting the lotus.

Xia Muqing wasn’t surprised. Such a medicinal herb was considered a heavenly treasure.. It was impossible that there was no guardian to protect it.