Xiao Yue jumped up and down saying: "The chapter is less than 50% complete, just wait until midnight and you can read it!" Yunmian was stunned, after a long time he sadly walked over, carefully and gently licked the wound on Wenhui's body, then looked up at him. "...it doesn't hurt."

  Wen Ting looked at Yun Mian's distressed expression and softened his voice to comfort him.

  It seems that the sleeping god's expression hasn't improved because of this. Wen Ting then explained, "The red fox from earlier has a proud personality and wanted to hurt you. I was worried that if he saw you, he might not be able to hold back his pride..."

  Of course, I'm also afraid that Yunmian saw it and felt sad.

  However, Yunmian was still heartbroken at this time. She looked at Wen Ting's wound and felt distressed, whimpering softly beside him, then leaned over again to gently lick his wound, and licked it again.

  Her movements were extremely gentle, and Wen Ting had already used his own spiritual energy to stop the bleeding. The pain wasn't too bad now, but Yun Mian was still being very careful. He could only feel Yun Mian's soft, feather-like touches on his wound, afraid of hurting him. As a girl, Yun Mian was licking his wound, making Wen Ting feel somewhat uncomfortable. But looking at the small white fox by his side with eyes full of pain and sadness, seemingly more hurt than he was, thinking that he had been hiding from Yun Mian all along, he didn't know how to shoo her away now.

  Only to see the cloud sleeping beside him rubbing and licking, suddenly, she seemed to think of something, flew quickly into the deep cave, rummaged through her stored food, picked out a string of grass and held it in her mouth, and hurriedly ran back.

  That is a small bunch of hemostatic herbs.

  Yunmian put it in her mouth and chewed it up, then carefully applied it to Wenhua's wound.

  The white fur on Ting's head was stained with a bit of green from the grass leaves, but originally there were some red and swollen wounds that immediately subsided after applying herbal medicine, and the place where the herbal medicine was applied still felt cool and refreshing.

  Wen Ting was taken aback for a moment, not expecting Yun Mian to have stored medicinal herbs in the cave that could treat external injuries. Her method of handling the medicine was somewhat rough, but it couldn't be faulted; at this moment, she was intently staring at the herbs, circling around his wound, and only when she confirmed that the herbs were taking effect did she finally let out a sigh of relief. At this time, the sky outside had unknowingly darkened, and the firelight inside the cave seemed especially warm and bright.

  Yunmian moved some things to block the wind at the entrance of the fox den, then hurried back to urge Wenhui to sleep. While using his head to nudge Wenhui's uninjured body, he let out a series of "waahs".

  Wen Ting understood that Yun Mian's words meant letting him rest early so his injuries would heal faster.

  He felt a bit helpless but appreciated her kindness and said: "I know... let's take a break."

  "Hmm!"

  Yunmian exclaimed with joy and closed her eyes as soon as she heard Ting's voice, then went over to his side and lay down beside him, even squeezing into his arms.

  Wen Ting was stunned at this time, he had been sleeping soundly before and didn't know how Yun Mian would run to his side. Yun Mian looked like he slept very naturally, feeling his body tremble suddenly, and rubbing his eyes in a daze, turning his head to look at him strangely.

  Wen Ting's heart was racing so fast it felt like it was going to burst out of his chest. After a long while, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Now that we can transform into human form and have different genders, it's probably better if we sleep separately."

  Yunmian was stunned for a moment, tilted her head, and said in confusion: "But sleeping like this won't make you feel cold."

  “……！”

  He was stunned by what he had just heard.

  Yunmian hung her head and drooped her ears, saying: "If you get frostbite again, what should we do..."

  The dejected and disheartened expression made Wen Ting stare blankly, and he roughly understood that she was worried that he would freeze to death in the snow like on the first night, and then never wake up again, or forget everything that had happened before.

  "I won't."

  Wen Ting was moved by her worried words and thought for a moment before promising her, "That day was an unexpected situation, I still can't remember what happened... But now you don't have to worry, it won't happen tonight."

  "Uggghhh..."

  Yunmian lay down low and let out a soft sob, looking at the wound on Wen Ting's body, still not very willing to leave. "It's warm here, you sleep here."

  Wen Ting covered up his wound without leaving any trace, got up from the ground and walked to the other side of the bonfire by himself.

  "Our age is no longer suitable for sleeping together in a group, don't worry, now there's a bonfire, nothing will happen."

  Yunmian looked at the wounds on Wenting's body and was truly heartbroken, but since Wenting said so, she could only honestly lie down on the spot and curl up into a furry ball with her tail.

  When he saw her fall asleep, he finally let out a breath and lay down on the opposite side of the fire.

  He closed his eyes, the warmth of the fire pit, the temperature in the cave was certainly sufficient, but for some reason, he didn't fall asleep immediately, only frowning to calm himself.

  Before long, he suddenly felt a warmth beside him, and a small ball of fluff made a soft "mew" sound, curled up beside him, rubbed against his body to transfer its own body heat, and then quieted down, emitting steady breathing sounds.

  The courtyard is not visible by opening one's eyes.

  Yunmian thought he was asleep, so she quietly hugged him again. She was probably still worried that he would catch a cold at night and felt that if she didn't come to cover his wound, it wouldn't heal, so she took advantage of the quiet to sneak over again. This time, she was already leaning against him, sleeping soundly.

  Wen Ting was taken aback, but in fact this place was not as comfortable as the previous one, it wasn't so flat, and the heat of the fire pit wasn't so even. However, Yunmian still ran over, and instead left his usual sleeping spot empty.

  Wen Ting looked at her already asleep, struggled in his heart for half a day, and finally didn't move again. Instead, he covered his tail over her body, wrapping Yunmian in it, then gently pulled her into his arms to keep her warm. Only after doing all this did Wen Ting finally close his eyes contentedly and drift off to sleep.

  ……

  The next few days passed in succession.

  These days, the workload in school is not heavy, and attending classes only takes half a day. Yunmian worries about Wenhui's injury, as soon as class is over, he rushes to Fox Cave without stopping, running around Wenhui who was injured, applying medicine for him.

  "Tuantuan, today we're going to the mountaintop empty space to play, do you want to come together?"

  When it was almost time for school, Xiaoyue stood up from the couch and asked her kindly.

  Yunmian had been playing with Xiaoyue all along, so in the past few days, she had also become somewhat familiar with Xiaoyue's friends, the Foxes. However, because she was the Young Master's wife, the others couldn't help but keep a distance from her, unconsciously maintaining a certain distance as they looked at her with reverence.

  Yun felt a bit out of place in such an environment, and she was secretly disappointed. However, today, even though Xiaoyue had invited her, she still shook her head apologetically and said: "I need to go back early today, sorry..."

  "It's nothing."

  Xiao Yue saw Yunmian's guilty look and quickly waved her paw. But then she curiously asked, "By the way, you seem to be going home very early lately."

  Yunmian awkwardly let out a "yip" towards her, then happily gathered his things and excitedly ran towards the fox den.

  She ran halfway, and the corner of her eye caught a glimpse of the herbal medicine she had given to Wen Ting on the side of the road. She hastily stopped, excitedly picked two roots, and then carried them with her pen and ink, continuing to run lightly towards home.

  Wen Ting's wound healed quickly, and after two days of applying medicine and resting, coupled with Wen Ting's own ability to use his spiritual energy to speed up his physical recovery, the bloodstains that Xue Yuan had scratched out were now only faint marks. They should disappear soon. Nevertheless, Yunmian still made it a point to rush back every day at the crack of dawn to help Wen Ting apply medicine and check on his wound.

  Yunmian was worried about Ting's injury, but thinking that he would see him soon, his heart was slightly excited.

  She was holding a handful of herbs and searching for Wen Ting all the way, but as soon as she saw the entrance to the fox den and was about to rush in, she saw many footprints of the same size going in and out of the fox den. Yunmeng was stunned for a moment, and just as she was stunned, Wen Ting suddenly appeared from the grass with his head lowered, still holding an unknown bag in his mouth, which seemed to be filled with some kind of plant fruit, leaving a heavy trail on the snowy ground.

  "...cloud sleep?"

  Wen Ting felt a breath, raised her head and looked towards the direction of Yunmian, but saw her standing blankly in a clump of grass closest to the fox den, blinking her eyes and staring here in a daze.

  Yunmian was called over by him and hastily took two small steps out of the grass, then looked at the food that Wenhui had dragged back: "......Woof?"

  A pause in the courtyard.

  He was previously frostbitten and his head wasn't feeling very well either. He had been eating the things that were stored in the cave before winter began.

  Yunmian has always been very generous in pushing the best things to him with a smile, but Wenting noticed that when she ate herself, she was very treasured and precious.

  Even if he lost his memory, he still knew that after entering winter, there might be... nothing much to eat.

  Wen Ting thought for a moment and replied, "I couldn't go out before because my body hadn't fully recovered, but now even though my memory hasn't come back yet, my injuries and spirit have pretty much healed. I can't keep troubling you, so..."

  Who would have thought that before Yunmeng had finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became hazy.

  She drooped her ears dejectedly and asked sorrowfully: "Are you leaving too? Can't you stay?"

  The red mole between his eyebrows was a good omen, proof of being deeply loved by nature. It was already rare to have such an opportunity in the world, let alone directly giving birth to a big Da Zhong's beloved red lotus. He spoke calmly and self-possessed, with a hint of youthful pride, although he had not yet grown up, but already showed signs of future excellence.

  The mistress of the fox looked at the handsome young man in front of her and felt more and more proud.

  Wen Ting has four parts of the appearance of a fox, six parts of her own. This year is not yet fourteen years old, and she will have to cross the spiritual calamity. Such talent, not to mention among peers, even in the eyes of generations of divine foxes, it is extremely rare. She and her husband were also the best among their peers at that time, but they didn't have such a realm at this age.

  It's a good thing that Ting Tian has excellent innate talent, but he's too focused on his cultivation and doesn't interact with others much. Even among the same generation of relatives in the Fox Palace, there aren't many people who have a particularly close relationship with him. The Mistress of the Fox Palace is proud of her only son, but as a mother, she sometimes feels worried.