The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Chapter 289 Those Born in the Year of the Fox
"That being said, whether the Dragon Clan needs blue bricks is still unknown; everything depends on Xuan Yuanhao's decision."

Mo Lin looked at Feng Su, who had already selected the blue bricks and was seeing people off in the distance, and frowned as he continued, "Besides, even if they need blue bricks, they might not exchange them for beast crystals."

"It's alright, we won't lose out anyway."

Su Xiyue patted the brick dust off her hands and said calmly.

No sooner had she finished speaking than Feng Su, that show-off, returned after seeing the people off. Upon seeing her, he burst into laughter, “Little Yue’er~ They’ve already left. They said that regardless of whether Uncle needs these things or not, they will come and give him an answer later.”

"That's very good."

Su Xiyue nodded slightly, and as she turned around, her skirt swept across the blue bricks on the ground. "Everyone must be tired today, so let's go back and rest early."

He lost interest in wandering around and returned to the shed with Silver Blade, Black Fiend, and Frostflame.

Tonight it was Bai Qi's turn, and Mo Lin wisely didn't follow, but he couldn't help feeling jealous.

Feng Su took in Mo Lin's gaze, waved her feather fan, and swayed to his side. Suddenly, she chuckled, "What, are you jealous? I thought you would have gotten used to it by now."

"Nothing to do with you."

Mo Lin left without looking back.

"Oops~"

Feng Su watched his departing figure, deliberately drawing out her words, "Some people seem cold on the surface, but their hearts are so sour they could pickle fruit~"

Mo Lin paused, his cold profile appearing even sharper in the moonlight: "Aren't you jealous?"

These words were like a knife, piercing straight into Feng Su's heart.

His hand, which was waving the fan, paused for a moment, and a hint of embarrassment flashed in his peach blossom eyes, but he quickly smiled broadly again: "This young master is magnanimous, unlike you jealous types~"

A night breeze blew by, carrying a slight chill.

Mo Lin ignored him and turned to walk back.

A voice suddenly turned serious as it came from behind: "Hey, Mo Lin."

"explain."

"When Xiaoyue was serving food to Muhan today..."

Feng Su unconsciously rubbed the feather fan ribs with her fingertips. "Did you see Bai Qi's fox tail? It's almost swept the ground bare."

Mo Lin didn't stop walking; the moonlight stretched his shadow long. "He's good at pretending."

The two walked into the dense forest one after the other, intending to find an ancient tree to spend the night under.

What do you think of Mu Han?

Feng Su gestured towards Mu Han, who was bathing by the lake, and lowered her voice, "Do you think there's any possibility that he could become one of us?"

Although he didn't see any love for Mu Han in Xiao Yue'er's eyes, her ambiguous attitude still made him feel uncomfortable.

Mo Lin stopped in his tracks, the moonlight filtering through the leaves and casting dappled shadows on his cold, handsome profile.

He was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "The way she looks at Mu Han is different from how she looks at us."

Feng Su paused, her feather fan still in her hand, her fiery red feather robe fluttering lightly in the night breeze: "It's different. When you look at us, you look at us like we're your partners, but when you look at Mu Han, it's like you're looking at someone else."

"Look for a suitable tool."

Mo Lin picked up the conversation, a complex look flashing in his dark eyes.

The two exchanged a glance and then looked towards the lake.

Mu Han was getting up from the water, water droplets rolling down his well-defined muscles, shimmering in the moonlight.

Tools don't get jealous.

Feng Su suddenly chuckled, "Guess how he reacted when he heard that Xiao Yue'er was mating with us?"

Mo Lin frowned slightly.

Of course he noticed that last night when Yue'er was intimate with him, Mu Han was hiding in the dark on an ancient tree not far away, and he had crushed several branches of the tree trunk.

"gone."

He withdrew his gaze from the lakeside, turned, and disappeared into the shadows of the dense forest. "There's still a lot to do tomorrow."

Feng Su glanced deeply at Mu Han, who was bathing by the lake, chuckled softly, and then disappeared into the shadows of the woods.

The two found an old tree and squatted down, preparing to spend the night there.

……

Inside the shed.

Bai Qi was drying his long, wet hair with a dry animal-shaped towel. His body was covered in a thick layer of moisture, and his collar was slightly open, revealing his delicate and beautiful collarbone. He had clearly just finished taking a bath.

Seeing Su Xiyue enter, he smiled faintly, put down the animal-patterned handkerchief in his hand, and went to greet her.

"Yue'er."

He smiled gently and handed over a cup of herbal tea that had been prepared beforehand, saying, "I added honey."

Su Xiyue took the sip and found the sweetness to be just right.

Just as she was about to speak, Bai Qi suddenly embraced her from behind, his cool fox scent mixed with the moisture enveloping her.

"Yue'er was so kind to Mu Han today."

He rested his chin on the top of her head, his voice gentle and chuckled, "Even that idiot Xuanming noticed something was wrong."

She could tell from his tone that the old fox was jealous, and thought helplessly, "Stop being sarcastic. I put food on his plate tonight because Yin Ren took the meat from his bowl, that's all. Besides, Mu Han works much harder than you."

Bai Qi chuckled and tightened his arms around her, his fingers drawing suggestive circles around her waist: "Then I'll be more diligent tonight?"

Su Xiyue blushed instantly and slapped away his restless hands: "Dry your hair first."

Bai Qi suddenly chuckled and gently tugged at the sash around her waist with his fingertips.

As the animal skin skirt touched the ground, he suddenly pressed her down onto the animal skin mat, and ten snow-white fox tails instantly unfolded into a soft bed: "It's alright, it'll dry soon."

"you"

Su Xiyue was about to speak when her lips were sealed shut, her whole body exuding the aura of an old fox.

Outside the shed.

Suddenly, Xuanming's sour voice rang out: "Damn it, you slut, you dug a cesspool today, don't let it stink up Little Moon."

Inside the shed.

Bai Qi paused, his ten fox tails sweeping dangerously.

He glanced subtly outside, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Don't listen to Xuanming's nonsense. The latrine's newly dug; it's never been used, how could it stink? I smell wonderful!"

As he spoke, he moved closer, gesturing for her to smell him. Amused by his gesture, she poked his chest with her fingertip, teasing him, "Smells good? But why do I smell a muddy, fishy odor?"

Bai Qi caught her mischievous fingers, lowered his eyes and chuckled: "Then Yue'er, help me smell it, and see where it's not clean enough?"

He deliberately brought her head close to his body, asking, "Here or here?"

The shed was not soundproof, and any noise inside could be heard clearly from the outside.

Xuanming felt even more bitter. He stopped trying to eavesdrop and turned away angrily.

You could faintly hear him muttering, "As expected of a fox, his skill at seducing people is top-notch..."

Inside the room, Su Xiyue laughed out loud, her hands wandering restlessly over his body. "You did that on purpose?"

Bai Qi grabbed her restless hand, his eyes dark and unfathomable, and said in a hoarse voice, "Does Yue'er want him to eavesdrop?"

"Who wanted him to eavesdrop?"

Su Xiyue blushed and spat at him.

The two quickly rolled around in a ball.

A night breeze brushed through the window cracks, and the torch stuck in the corner of the room swayed gently.

Bai Qi's ten fox tails hung down like curtains, casting swaying shadows on the animal skin cushion.

……

The next morning, Su Xiyue was awakened by the clanging and banging sounds of building houses and the intermittent hammering of iron in the smelting area.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up, only to find that Bai Qi was no longer beside her, with only a few snow-white fox furs remaining on the animal skin cushion.

Upon catching a glimpse of those few fox hairs, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

That old fox was up to his own devices until the wee hours last night, and before dawn, Feng Su dragged him out to dig a latrine.

She vaguely heard it for a moment, but because she was too sleepy, she fell asleep again.

She put on her animal skin skirt, lifted the curtain, and went outside, where she saw three wolf cubs, Silver Blade, Black Fiend, and Frostflame, chasing and playing in the grass.

Eight small snakes of different colors lay on the rocks basking in the sun, looking rather lazy.

In the morning light, Xuanming was carrying a bundle of hemp rope out of the tribe, followed by a dozen or so strong orcs.

Mu Han silently followed at the very end of the group, also holding a bundle of hemp rope in his hand.

"Is Little Moon awake?"

Xuanming noticed her and walked over with a smile. "We're going to catch wild buffalo and wild sheep now. Look, we've even prepared our equipment."

He shook the hemp rope in his hand. It was made from the hemp that Bai Qi had brought over. The outer skin was torn off and rubbed together, making it much stronger and more useful than rattan.

Of course, they don't know how to make these things; it's all done by Little Moon and the females of the tribe.

Su Xiyue smiled and nodded, "Be careful, and remember to come back before dark."

As he spoke, he took out several packets of wound medicine that he had dried and ground himself from his spatial storage. "This stuff is very effective at stopping bleeding. If you get injured, just sprinkle some on it."

Xuanming took the medicine packet and smiled happily: "Don't worry, you're a tough guy."

Despite saying that, he carefully put the medicine packet into his pocket and put it away.

When Mu Han saw this scene, his eyes flickered slightly, and a hint of jealousy rose in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it.

After exchanging a few more words, Xuanming left with his men.

She didn't stay in one place; she turned around and went to the lake to wash up.

When I returned to the shed, I saw a bowl of steaming porridge on the table, along with two small dishes, an egg, and a bunch of washed grapes on a plate.

Besides these, there was also a palm-sized piece of meat, roasted until golden brown and crispy.

Seeing what could be described as a lavish breakfast, Su Xiyue smiled faintly, "Are you treating me like a sow?"

A bowl of porridge with an egg is enough to fill you up.

I might eat a few more grapes; the piece of meat next to it is completely unnecessary.

She didn't care who prepared the breakfast; it was just those men anyway.

We sat down and started eating.

Just as I peeled the egg and took a bite, I saw Mo Lin walk in, his body shrouded in morning mist.

Seeing her eating breakfast, he wasn't surprised, and simply asked, "When Xuanming and the others go to catch wild buffalo and wild boar, do they need to build a few sheds?"

Su Xiyue swallowed the egg in her mouth and nodded: "We need to build sheds. The cowshed and sheepfold will be built in the open space on the west side of the tribe, the pigsty will be further away from the residential area, and the wild ducks will be kept by the lake. Remember to fence them off."

She counted on her fingers, then suddenly remembered something. She took out a charcoal pencil from her spatial storage and found a stone slab to draw: "It would be best to dig a slope under the pigsty so that the manure can flow into the cesspool when it is being washed."

Mo Lin stared at her scribbled sketch, his cold, handsome brows twitching slightly: "You even care about animals taking a dump?"

"This is called scientific farming."

She pointed to the manure pit next to the pigsty with the tip of her pen, "Once we've collected enough fertilizer, the harvest from the fields in the spring will double."

Suddenly, Feng Su's exaggerated retching sound came from outside the window.

The flamboyant phoenix, pinching its nose, floated over from the direction of the cesspool, its fiery red feathers covered in mud: "Little Moon~ Are you really going to water the ground with shit and pee?"

"if not?"

As Qingzhu passed by carrying a bundle of vines, her emerald eyes were full of mockery. "You think grains grow on dew?"

Feng Su covered his face with his feather fan, pretending to faint, when suddenly he caught sight of grapes on the table. His fingertips darted over and stole two: "This young master would rather starve to death than eat them—"

"That's just right."

Mo Lin quickly stopped the grapes, saying, "These are for Yue'er. Pick them yourself if you want to eat them."

"You're so stingy. It's just two grapes of yours."

Feng Su rolled her eyes in an unladylike manner, but despite saying that, she didn't eat anymore.

Su Xiyue's lips twitched, and she quickly changed the subject: "Where's Ye Ling? I haven't seen him this morning?"

"He led a few orcs to build a new furnace in the smelting area, saying it was for refining malachite and chalcopyrite."

Qingzhu glanced at her and explained calmly.

She nodded and didn't ask any more questions, focusing on eating her breakfast.

After the meal, I washed the bowls and put them aside before getting up and going to the smelting area.

Although there were already blueprints, Ye Ling didn't really understand these things, and she was still a little uneasy without going to see them herself.

(End of this chapter)