Quickly wear the sinister villain, let go of my tail

Song Guo leaned lazily on the carved wooden chair, her slender white fingers gently stroking the warm jade surface of the jade pendant.

The jade pendant was given to him by his lover Lang Yuan himself. It was emerald green, carved with delicate auspicious cloud patterns, and felt warm to the touch.

Song Guo's lips curled up slightly, and a gentle smile appeared in his eyes, as if he was immersed in sweet memories with his lover.

The big tail behind him swayed gently with his mood. The bright red hair glowed with a soft luster in the sun, and every strand of hair looked fluffy and smooth, as if silently telling of his comfort.

Unfortunately, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the tranquility.

The rabbit envoy walked in with arrogance, wearing a luxurious robe embroidered with gold thread, but his face could not hide the arrogance.

The Rabbit Emissary raised his chin high and said in a commanding tone: "Song Guo, pour me a cup of tea!"

Song Guo was still sitting there, too lazy to even lift his eyelids, his fingers still sliding gently across the jade pendant, as if the jade pendant was a thousand times more important than the rabbit envoy in front of him.

Song Guo's expression was indifferent, but there was a hint of confusion in his eyes. This envoy of the rabbit tribe really took himself seriously. Did he think that he could order him around just by being an envoy of the rabbit tribe?

Oh, maybe he could order the original owner around, but he, Song Guo, is not the original owner.

When the Rabbit Emissary saw Song Guo didn't move, his face darkened instantly, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and his voice rose eight degrees: "What? Can't I control you?"

The rabbit envoy's fingers trembled slightly, obviously angered by Song Guo's attitude.

Song Guo then slowly raised his head, glanced at him lazily, then rubbed his ears, with a hint of impatience in his tone: "You are really noisy, rabbit, your voice is so loud that it hurts my ears."

Although Song Guo's voice was soft, it carried a chill that could not be ignored.

The Rabbit Clan envoy was furious when he saw this. He snorted coldly, shook his wide sleeves, and said threateningly, "Song Guo, I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me? Don't forget, what do you rely on to gain a foothold in the Wolf Clan's territory?"

The eyes of the rabbit envoy were full of contempt, as if he was looking at an ignorant ant.

Hearing this, Song Guo sneered, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: “Oh, what do I rely on?”

Song Guo's voice was still calm, but it carried an unquestionable coldness, as if mocking the ignorance of the rabbit envoy.

The Rabbit Clan envoy was so angry at his attitude that his face turned pale, and his voice became even sharper: "It depends on the power of the Rabbit Clan! Don't think that the tribe will be grateful to you just because you come here to marry the young master. Don't dream!

The tribe has raised you for so many years, and the young master treats you like an elder brother. It is only right that you marry the Wolf King on behalf of the young master.

Others want this opportunity but don’t have it yet!”

The words of the rabbit envoy were full of arrogance and contempt, as if everything Song Guo did was justified.

After listening to this, Song Guo sneered in his heart. This envoy of the rabbit tribe really knows how to flatter himself. He thinks that with these high-sounding words, he can make him or the original owner grateful?

Even a three-year-old child wouldn't be able to stop using this kind of PUA tricks.

Song Guo's eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his tone was filled with a hint of disdain: "Oh? Really? Then I have to thank you for your 'kindness'."

The rabbit envoy was so angry at his attitude that his face turned blue. He pointed at Song Guo with a trembling finger, but was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to refute.

Song Guo remained calm and composed, stroking the jade pendant with his fingers, his eyes cold, as if silently declaring: "Your rabbit tribe's tricks are useless to me."

Song Guo flicked his big tail gently, and his furry hair shone with a soft luster in the sun, as if silently mocking the ignorance and arrogance of the rabbit envoy.

Song Guo looked at the rabbit envoy coldly. There was a chill in his dark eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

The Rabbit Clan envoy was shocked by his gaze, but he still held on to his dignity and said sternly, "Song Guo, you are so rebellious! Do you think you can protect yourself by joining the Wolf Clan?

Don't you know what kind of wolf the wolf king is?" The rabbit's voice was sharp and piercing, the fat on his face trembled slightly with excitement, and his eyes were full of contempt and threats.

Upon hearing this, Song Guo curled up a sneer at the corner of his lips, and gently stroked the jade pendant around his waist with his slender fingers, his movements elegant and calm.

Song Guo was as light as spring water, with a trace of unquestionable firmness: "People like you are not qualified to gossip about the Wolf King here.

Of course I know what kind of wolf he is.

The wolf king is very gentle and kind. If others respect him three feet, he will respect them ten feet.

He never kills innocent people, and under Lang Yuan's rule, the wolf tribe lives in peace and stability. So, what qualifications do you have to criticize Lang Yuan?"

Song Guo's words were powerful and every word was like a sharp blade, piercing the heart of the rabbit envoy.

The rabbit envoy was frightened by his aura and subconsciously took two steps back. His face turned pale and fine beads of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

At the same time, outside the palace, Lang Yuan was walking slowly.

Lang Yuan was tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He wore a black robe with golden wolf patterns embroidered on the hem, looking majestic and domineering.

His face was stern, his eyebrows were sharp, his nose was high, his lips were tightly pursed, and he had an inviolable coldness.

The steps are steady and powerful, and every step seems to step on people's hearts, making people feel oppressed involuntarily.

Lang Yuan originally just couldn't hold back his longing for Song Guo and wanted to meet him, but he didn't expect to hear Song Guo's remarks.

An indescribable feeling welled up in Lang Yuan's heart, as if something was quietly melting in his heart.

Lang Yuan never thought that his image in Song Guo's heart would be so good.

After becoming the Wolf King, outsiders' comments on him were mostly negative. When he suddenly heard Song Guo's praise, Lang Yuan felt a little uncomfortable, but more of it was an indescribable warmth.

Lang Yuan stood outside the door, listening quietly, a complex emotion flashed across his eyes, and he thought to himself: This little squirrel is becoming more and more interesting.

Is this what the little squirrel thinks? The little squirrel is probably going to be disappointed, because he is not a good wolf.

Inside the palace, the rabbit envoy was intimidated by Song Guo's momentum. He hastily took a few steps back and stammered, "You, I--" His voice trembled and his eyes were full of panic.

However, the Rabbit Emissary soon thought of something else. A hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes. He straightened his waist and sneered, "Song Guo, you'd better be obedient. Otherwise, on the full moon night in two days, you will be unable to live or die. You'd better think it over!"

The rabbit envoy was very fortunate that the tribe leader had foresight and was afraid that Song Guo, the white-eyed squirrel, would not be obedient, so he specially fed Song Guo poison. If Song Guo wanted to survive and get the antidote every month, he had to be obedient.

The antidote is in his body, so Song Guo can only let him rub and manipulate her? !

As soon as the Rabbit Emissary finished speaking, the palace door was suddenly pushed open, and a cold voice pierced his ears like ice: "Who gave you the courage to threaten my people?!"

Lang Yuan strode in, his black robe gleaming coldly under the candlelight. His face was stern and his eyes were as sharp as knives. He stared straight at the rabbit envoy, revealing an inviolable domineering aura.

Especially those deep eyes, which were like a cold pond at this moment, so cold that people dared not look directly at them.

The rabbit envoy knelt on the ground, his legs had long been as soft as noodles, cold sweat on his forehead, sliding down his pale cheeks. He grasped the ground tightly with both hands, his fingertips turned white, as if this could alleviate the fear in his heart.

The rabbit envoy never expected that the wolf king would suddenly appear, and happened to see him threatening Song Guo.

The rabbit envoy's heart was beating like a drum, his mind was blank, and there was only one thought left: It's over, everything is over.

Song Guo felt no sympathy when he saw the Rabbit Clan envoy in such a miserable state. This man had tortured the original owner a lot when he was in the Rabbit Clan.

"Wolf, Wolf King, I, I didn't mean it..." The rabbit envoy trembled and spoke incoherently. His voice was as thin as a mosquito's, as if he didn't even believe what he said.

Lang Yuan glanced at him coldly, his eyes full of disgust, as if he was looking at an ant.

Lang Yuan didn't say anything, but walked slowly to Song Guo's side and gently put his arm around his shoulders. His movements were gentle, completely different from the coldness just now.

Lang Yuan's voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of barely perceptible concern: "Are you okay?"

Song Guo looked up at him, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes.

Song Guo has delicate facial features, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and the corners of her lips are slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

His voice was as light as the spring breeze, with a hint of playfulness: "I'm fine, Lord Wolf King, you came just in time. I was not bullied."

Lang Yuan nodded, his eyes still cold, but there was a hint of imperceptible tenderness in his eyes.

Lang Yuan turned his head and looked at the Rabbit Emissary kneeling on the ground. His voice was as cold as an ice blade: "Tell me, how come my people can neither live nor die?"

Having witnessed the dangers of Langyuan, he keenly realized that the Rabbit Tribe had used some means against Song Guo.

The rabbit envoy was sweating profusely, his lips were trembling, but he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

His body trembled under the pressure of the wolves, and finally with a "bang", he was frightened and turned back into his original form. A snow-white rabbit curled up on the ground with drooping ears, looking extremely pitiful.

Song Guo had just heard the threat from the rabbit envoy, and suddenly remembered that in the original plot, the original owner was forced to take poison, and the rabbit tribe wanted to use this to threaten the original owner to help them poison the wolf king.

The original owner did not agree, but was poisoned on a full-moon night. Although he was rescued, his body was already depleted and he has been weak and sickly ever since.

However, ever since Song Guo entered this small world, he has been drinking spiritual springs. Even if he was poisoned, he had already detoxified himself long ago.

You should know that Lingquan is a magical medicine that can cure all kinds of poisons.

As for this rabbit envoy, a hint of determination flashed in Song Guo's eyes.

Song Guo gently pulled Lang Yuan's sleeve and whispered, "Lord Wolf King, they poisoned me, but don't worry, the poison has been removed from my body."

The rabbit on the ground suddenly raised its head, with disbelief flashing in its red eyes. What? Song Guo's poison has been cured? Impossible?!

Lang Yuan looked down at him, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes: "Really? I will call the wolf tribe's doctor to check your pulse later."

"Okay!" Song Guo nodded.

"As for this rabbit tribe, then——"

"My lord, please don't kill him!"

Lang Yuan was puzzled, "Don't you hate him?"

Song Guo shook his head, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "What if I hate him? He is just a pawn, and the real enemy is still in the dark. Instead of making things difficult for him, it is better to let him go back, and maybe we can lead out the person behind the scenes."

Lang Yuan was silent for a moment, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Smart and far-sighted, not bad!

Lang Yuan gently patted Song Guo's shoulder, his voice low but mixed with a hint of tenderness that he himself didn't even notice: "Little squirrel, you are quite clever."

Song Guo raised his head and said proudly: "Of course, I am the smartest little squirrel!"

Lang Yuan's eyes fell on his profile, the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, and he gently pinched Song Guo's cheeks, saying with a smile: "You, you are not ashamed!"

"When the king praises me, isn't that just acknowledging my intelligence? Why should I be ashamed?!" Song Guo asked Lang Yuan.

Lang Yuan looked quite surprised and rubbed Song Guo's furry ears, "You!"

Song Guo laughed flamboyantly and wantonly.

The two people's eyes intertwined in the air, as if some kind of emotion was quietly growing.

The atmosphere in the palace seemed to soften at this moment. The flickering candlelight illuminated the figures of the two people sitting side by side, like a quiet and beautiful painting.

However, the rabbit envoy kneeling on the ground broke the silence at this moment.

The rabbit envoy changed back to human form and said in a trembling voice: "Lord Wolf King, I... I know I was wrong, please spare my life!"

Lang Yuan gave him a cold look and said in a voice as cold as ice: "Get lost."

The rabbit envoy seemed to be pardoned and fled out of the palace, leaving only Song Guo and Lang Yuan.

Song Guo looked at the embarrassed back of the Rabbit Emissary and sighed softly: "Lord Wolf King, are you really willing to believe me and let him go?"

Lang Yuan curled his lips, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: "You are right, letting him go back can attract bigger fish."

Song Guo nodded, a trace of admiration flashing in his eyes: "A Yuan is indeed far-sighted."

Lang Yuan looked down at him with a hint of teasing in his eyes: "Why, you don't call me 'Lord Wolf King' now?"

Song Guo's cheeks flushed slightly, and her voice was as light as a mosquito's: "I... I just think it's more intimate to call you this."

Lang Yuan chuckled, stretched out his hand and ruffled his hair, his voice low and gentle: "Then call me by my name."

Song Guo raised her head, a hint of shyness and expectation flashed in her eyes: "A Yuan..."

A trace of tenderness flashed in Lang Yuan's eyes. He gently embraced Song Guo in his arms and said in a low and firm voice: "From now on, I will protect you well."

Song Guo leaned on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and felt an unprecedented sense of security.

Song Guo gently closed his eyes, with a happy smile on his lips: "Well, I believe you."

The figures of the two intertwined under the candlelight, like a beautiful painting, foreshadowing the affectionate story that is about to unfold between them.