Although for a while, he didn’t know why he felt guilty, but he simply felt guilty.

He started at Yan Xuanjing for a while, and finally felt that this sort of action akin to burying his head in the sand was quite stupid.

He retracted his legs  and took out the Monopoly that he had shoved aside.

Holding the Monopoly board and playing cards, he thought for a moment, and looked at Yan Xuanjing who was standing expressionlessly by the door, and asked, “Milky, do you want to play together?”

Yan Xuanjing: “?”

Lin Mu said, “it’s not fun playing with just two people. There’s more to be done with three.”

Yan Xuanjing: “……”

The fox spirit never expected that the reason Lin Mu had rushed inside, closed the doors and windows, as well as drew the curtains, was simply to play chess and card games.

Lin Mu picked the playing cards up and said, “we could also call Dad and the rest. I remember here’s a set of Werewolf and UNO in the study……”

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As soon as Qin Chuan heard his words, his eyes lit up and he turned to go out, “I think that Werewolf suits me more than anything else! I’ll go and call Di……”

Yan Xuanjing raised his hand to hold Qin Chuan, who was trying to run out, down. He simply stepped into the room and said, “they’re having morning reading.”

Lin Mu heard his words and was at a loss, “what?”

Yan Xuanjing was expressionless, “reading the first lesson off Moral Character.”

Lin Mu pulled open the curtains, looked at where Nie Shen was sitting in a row with four little monsters a distance away from the yard, who seemed as if he was saying something. Unexpectedly, he was knocked on the head by Di Xiu’s book, then he had touched the spot where he had been knocked, and said something gently.

Di Xiu hadn’t gotten back all parts of his original body, and hadn’t fused those that he had gotten back. Currently, he was still a relatively solid virtual image, unable to leave his own body.

Usually, his biggest entertainment was to watch ghost movies, read ghost stories, and scare the little monsters at home, but now, he seemed to have found a new type of entertainment.

— Imparting knowledge and education.

Lin Mu stared in that direction for a long time, and felt that something wasn’t right.

His father didn’t seem to be teaching, but instead, he seemed to be trying to raise a son.

Lin Mu: “……”

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That’s my father! Mine!

Lin Mu slightly widened his eyes and turned to look at Yan Xuanjing, “why is Nie Shen here?”

Lin Mu’s whole body froze, and he asked carefully, “are you monsters…… all like this?”

The lemon dragon angrily placed down the poker cards in his hand, and wanted to strongly condemn these two guys who didn’t know how to restrain themselves, but had his face covered with Yan Xuanjing’s hand.

Lin Mu’s question was too sincere; so sincere the Yan Xuanjing started to feel a little regret.

He went silent for two seconds, shook his head, and felt bad about fooling Lin Mu, this half-monster who didn’t understand anything.

“Individual cases.” After he said that, he simply changed back into his original form.

The fox spirit was unmoved by Qin Chuan’s proclamation of revenge, retreated slightly, and pressed his forehead against Lin Mu’s, who had been kissed into a pile of soft goo, and listened quietly to their breathing.

n Mu bumped against his forehead gently, looked at the hands that they were holding, and whispered, “why are you so skilled?”

It’s just that this time, he was no longer the size of a child, but took up half the bed.

He laid on the bed, flicked his nine long tails, and like a velvet blanket, covered Lin Mu. It was soft and smooth, and excellent to touch.

“Sleep.” He said. Lin Mu responded, held onto three big tails, and rested his head on one. Leaning his head out of the pile of fluff, he asked while ruffling them, “are we considered to be dating?”

“En.” Yan Xuanjing pulled over a tail and patted Lin Mu gently.Lin Mu hesitated for a moment, “but aren’t you the future young ruler of a country?”

“En?” Yan Xuanjing didn’t understand what Lin Mu meant.

“Don’t you need to have offspring or something?” Lin Mu asked.

“He was left here to atone by doing two hundred years of good deeds.” Yan Xuanjing explained, and looked at Qin Chuan, who was sitting on the bed, and simply sat on the bed too. He told Lin Mu, “if no accidents occur, Yan Gui should have paid a visit to your office, and you’ll be colleagues in the future.”

Yan Xuanjing was quite clear about this.

Although Yan Gui usually looked unreliable, but when he actually worked, it was usually quite smoothly done. He really was an actual old fox.

Lin Mu looked at Yan Xuanjing who was sitting opposite him, was a little doubtful, and asked, “would doing good deeds wipe out the things that he did before? What about the monsters that were killed by Nie Shen, how about their grudges? Would they have died for nothing?”

Yan Xuanjing shook his head, “doing good deeds would prevent him from losing his mind because of the sins he accumulated by killing, he will still face the consequences that he needs to.”

It’s just that if he wasn’t crazy, and strong, the chances of him actually crashing was quite small. Specifically, one could refer to Di Wu as an example, who had a body full of killing intent and blood alongside his merit, and kept a delicate balance between them.

As for the trial after their death, that wouldn’t even be considered by monsters.

Because when they died, they wouldn’t even be sure if they would die in an intact manner.

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When a majority of monsters dropped dead, their soul would be scattered, because other monsters wouldn’t even waste the slightest bit of them.

Their flesh could be eaten, bones could be shattered and taken away, and even their soul would have monsters fighting over it as food.

Not to mention that there where many monsters who would choose to crush their own souls when they were about to die, so that their souls wouldn’t be captured by their enemies and tortured, doomed for eternity.

They basically had no chance of reincarnating, but monsters themselves generally did not care about reincarnation, because their lives were longer than hundreds, or even thousands of reincarnations. Rather than going to the netherworld government to answer for their sins and receive thousands of years of punishment after their deaths, wouldn’t it be better to choose to scatter their soul and just run away from the problem?

Born from dust and returning to it, even if they left, they had to do so in a confident manner.

It’s probably because of their nature and environment, the monsters in the Great Wilderness were cruel to others, yet did not treat themselves gently either.

Not to mention that there where many monsters who would choose to crush their own souls when they were about to die, so that their souls wouldn’t be captured by their enemies and tortured, doomed for eternity.

They basically had no chance of reincarnating, but monsters themselves generally did not care about reincarnation, because their lives were longer than hundreds, or even thousands of reincarnations. Rather than going to the netherworld government to answer for their sins and receive thousands of years of punishment after their deaths, wouldn’t it be better to choose to scatter their soul and just run away from the problem?

Born from dust and returning to it, even if they left, they had to do so in a confident manner.

It’s probably because of their nature and environment, the monsters in the Great Wilderness were cruel to others, yet did not treat themselves gently either.

Lin Mu turned his head to looked at Di Xiu outside, who was reading something over and over again with a gentle expression.

With this sudden reminder, Lin Mu returned to his senses, and his face turned red as he raised his hands to close the curtains. Just as he turned his head, he saw Yan Xuanjing again.

To use Yan Gui’s words, Yan Xuanjing, this little fox, had his image heavy on him like a burden.

Even on a soft bed, he was sitting perfectly, and upon his face was an expression as calm as he was. Upon noticing Lin Mu’s actions, he turned to look at him.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

Yan Xuanjing’s lips were perfect. Nine-tailed foxes were probably carefully carved and polished by the heavens when they were born, and like the work of a great crafter, every single part was delicate, and despite being placed into the same body, it was all perfect and unobtrusive.

Lin Mu couldn’t help but raise his hand and touch his own lips.

Lin Mu turned his head to looked at Di Xiu outside, who was reading something over and over again with a gentle expression.

He probably had re-found the feeling of being a father from Nie Shen who had no common sense.

After all, who made his son be a relatively mature and sensitive young man?

Lin Mu felt that he probably understood what Qin Chuan was feeling just now, and said in a jealous manner, “that’s my father.”

Yan Xuanjing heard what Lin Mu had said, and didn’t understand at all what Lin Mu was being jealous about — after all, he had never felt this way about Yan Gui.

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He just nodded, a little puzzled.

Lin Mu glanced at him, and when he had looked out again, he happened to meet eyes with Di Xiu.

The rising sun leapt out of the horizon, sprinkling a honey-gold colour on the tips of the swaying wheat.

Di Xiu was standing in the sunrise as he looked over, and was outlined in a circle of bright gold. His expression was gentle and there was a slight smile on his face. It was as if he was covered with a thin layer of light, that made the surrounding trees more beautiful.

Who could endure getting older, and receiving praise like ‘your child/grandchild is really filial’ when they went out with their lover?

Lin Mu watched for a while, until his father raised his hand to touch his lips, and made a gesture of the kiss.

Yan Gui also knew that his son was very temperamental, but couldn’t be clearer that Yan Xuanjing wasn’t arrogant. He would learn what he should learn, but after using his fists to talk for so many years, it was difficult for him to change.

With this sudden reminder, Lin Mu returned to his senses, and his face turned red as he raised his hands to close the curtains. Just as he turned his head, he saw Yan Xuanjing again.

Yan Xuanjing struggled out from his hand and jumped to the ground. He was unconvinced, yet had no other choice but to be convinced as he looked at Yan Gui, and for a while, he couldn’t say anything.

To use Yan Gui’s words, Yan Xuanjing, this little fox, had his image heavy on him like a burden.

Yan Gui patted him on the shoulder, then took his son out of his pocket, and proudly ruffled him all over, “see? You still have more to learn.”

Even on a soft bed, he was sitting perfectly, and upon his face was an expression as calm as he was. Upon noticing Lin Mu’s actions, he turned to look at him.

Lin Mu remembered that during his mother’s last moments, she would often say something that he wouldn’t understand.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

Yan Xuanjing’s lips were perfect. Nine-tailed foxes were probably carefully carved and polished by the heavens when they were born, and like the work of a great crafter, every single part was delicate, and despite being placed into the same body, it was all perfect and unobtrusive.

Lin Mu couldn’t help but raise his hand and touch his own lips.

Yan Xuanjing looked at Lin Mu’s actions, and felt as if he understood what Lin Mu meant.

He didn’t care about Qin Chuan, who was shuffling the cards and trying to cheat, and simply straightened up and leaned over the table, held Lin Mu’s wrist in one hand, and went up straight to kissed him closely.

There was only an orange bedside lamp in the room, which made the room a little dim. The rising sun carefully ran in through the gap between the curtains, and brought along some cheerful sun essence, rolling around all corners of the bed in delight.

Both sides were breathing a little heavily, and the corner of the robe made some sound when it was dragged against the small table with his slight movement, and the atmosphere suddenly became intimate.

Qin Chuan, who was holding a deck of cards, was suddenly shocked to see the two guys who started to kiss, and felt overwhelmed by a pile of lemons,¹ and didn’t know what to do.

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The lemon dragon angrily placed down the poker cards in his hand, and wanted to strongly condemn these two guys who didn’t know how to restrain themselves, but had his face covered with Yan Xuanjing’s hand.

A quiet monstrous force pressed down, and directly pushed Qin Chuan back into his original form, and then he was rolled and rolled like he was in a washing machine, and the dragon along with the cards were thrown out of the room through the cat door.

After Yan Xuanjing had did all of these, he used his energy to seal the cat door as if nothing had happened, and blocked out the sound of Qin Chuan scratching the door from outside.

“Yan Xuanjing!!”

At three in the morning, the old man finally woke up.

You’re the one who kissed!

I’ll bear this grudge!

Qin Chuan jumped up in anger.

The fox spirit was unmoved by Qin Chuan’s proclamation of revenge, retreated slightly, and pressed his forehead against Lin Mu’s, who had been kissed into a pile of soft goo, and listened quietly to their breathing.

Lin Mu bumped against his forehead gently, looked at the hands that they were holding, and whispered, “why are you so skilled?”

Yan Xuanjing answered him, on alert, “innate talent.”

But Yan Gui wasn’t in a hurry. He was still in his prime and a long way from abdicating. His son was only five hundred years old, had just entered adulthood, and could be slowly taught.

“Oh.” Lin Mu felt hot all over, and his whole person felt like he was in a daze, and it took a long time before he turned to look at where Qin Chuan was, only to realise that Qin Chuan was missing.

He could already guess what had happened in the middle. He knew how his two uncles were finding trouble with his grandfather, and even if they suffered a loss, they wanted to split up, and the fact that his two uncles were on the board of directors.

He paused, “where’s Qin Chuan?”

At that time, Lin Mu thought that his mother didn’t want to grow old, but now that he thought about it, there seemed to be some other meaning.

“Went out.” Yan Xuanjing didn’t blink at all, and quickly changed the subject, “you didn’t rest all night, would you like to sleep for a while?”

“Ending it now isn’t that bad either, I won’t have to become an old lady.” These sort of words.

Lin Mu watched as Yan Xuanjing threw the small table, chessboard, and cards to the side with a wave of his hand as he spoke, then shook the blanket with his big hands, and looked as if he was going to sleep with him.

Rather than letting Yan Xuanjing learn the brain and skills that a fox should have, he was more concerned about his son’s emotional problems.

Yan Xuanjing looked down at the robe on his body, and just as he raised his hand to take it off, Lin Mu stopped him in a panic.

Lin Mu stuttered as he said, “we, we, we, like this, this, would it be too fast?”

Lin Mu turned the page slowly, and enthusiastically read the entertainment gossip.

Yan Xuanjing’s action paused. His face had one parts doubt and nine parts seriousness, and opened his mouth, “not fast. My father and mother fell in love at first sight, adoration at the second, were dead set on each other at the third, and went straight for the bed at the fourth……”

Lin Mu’s whole body froze, and he asked carefully, “are you monsters…… all like this?”

Lin Mu’s question was too sincere; so sincere the Yan Xuanjing started to feel a little regret.

He went silent for two seconds, shook his head, and felt bad about fooling Lin Mu, this half-monster who didn’t understand anything.

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“Individual cases.” After he said that, he simply changed back into his original form.

It’s just that this time, he was no longer the size of a child, but took up half the bed.

He laid on the bed, flicked his nine long tails, and like a velvet blanket, covered Lin Mu. It was soft and smooth, and excellent to touch.

“Sleep.” He said.

Lin Mu responded, held onto three big tails, and rested his head on one. Leaning his head out of the pile of fluff, he asked while ruffling them, “are we considered to be dating?”

“En.” Yan Xuanjing pulled over a tail and patted Lin Mu gently.

Lin Mu hesitated for a moment, “but aren’t you the future young ruler of a country?”

“En?” Yan Xuanjing didn’t understand what Lin Mu meant.

Father Lin was so angered by his two sons, he certainly would have started a fight.

“Don’t you need to have offspring or something?” Lin Mu asked.

He didn’t know if he became like this because it was a few years apart, or because of recent events.

Yan Xuanjing didn’t expect that Lin Mu would think so far.

Lin Mu glanced at the photo on the front, and realised that Father Lin, who in Lin Mu’s impression, was of a high-spirited man, had become much, much older.

He shook his head, “Qingqiu Country isn’t hereditary.”

With several major shareholders fighting, it was difficult for the group’s operation to make no mistakes at all.

Lin Mu felt relieved and held the pile of fluff in his arms, and after a while, said, “should we be saying something sweet now that we’re dating?”

But what did this have to do with him?

Yan Xuanjing heard his words, and the movement of his tail paused.

He didn’t respond, and expressionlessly searched for a long time, but couldn’t find any sweet words.

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Yan Xuanjing: “……”

This involved a blind spot in his knowledge.

Lin Mu was also thinking, and even after thinking about it, couldn’t think of anything that could be called sweet nothings.

The two novice lovers laid on the bed, staring at each other.