Accidentally Married A Fox God - The sovereign lord spoils his wife

It was already evening when the Fox Lord made his way back to his consort’s side. He hadn’t seen her the whole day and ached to gaze upon her countenance again.

By the time Bai Qingyue returned to the sect, Li Meirong had already been cleaned up and tucked in bed. The twins, Xiao An Hua and Xiao An Fei, kept vigil at Li Meirong’s bedside until the Sovereign Lord’s arrival.

The twins had naturally sensed his arrival before he even stepped through the door and swiftly sent him a telepathic message to wait outside.

They silently transported themselves out of the cabin and kneeled in front of their lord.

"Sire, the lady is resting in bed. She should wake up shortly."

Raising a questioning eyebrow, Bai Qingyue’s long, slanted eyes narrowed as he inquired, "Is that why you told me to wait outside?"

What does it matter if his wife was sleeping or not? If anything, it seemed easier to gain some honest answers out of her when she was dreaming.

The kneeling girls looked at each other for a brief moment before staring back at the ground as they addressed the Fox Lord.

"We need to inform you of today’s events, Sire."

"Oh?"

That single sound was intimidating enough to make the Xiao twins break out into a cold sweat.

They told Bai Qingyue about the royal family member hiding in the sect as well as the incident that happened with the chimera spirit beast.

"A cow almost killed my wife?" Bai Qingyue boomed, unwilling to believe the words coming out of his mouth.

The guards stayed silent, far too scared to answer, their shoulders shook with trepidation.

"Go find Bai Yu. You shall travel together to the Hall of Punishment at once."

"Right away, Sire!"

The twins sighed in relief. Good thing they didn’t tell His Lordship that the disguised royal god had been acting familiarly with Her Ladyship...

But, where was the former second in command, anyway?

The twins bowed once more and hurriedly left the premises to look for Bai Yu.

Silent as a ghost, Bai Qingyue headed inside the cabin, creeping closer to Li Meirong’s slumbering form. His eyes glowed like burning ambers as he stared down at her visage. Assessing her condition, he felt his nerves relax upon discovering that she was completely unharmed.

Bai Qingyue leaned down and gently kissed the tip of her small nose, causing Li Meirong to utter a low-pitched sound, wrinkling her nose.