Allergic To Furry Things But Can Pet Them Mentally – CH76

Chapter 76

Yun Yuan brought over a small mirror and held it up in front of them.

When the two little children saw the complete heart shape reflected in the mirror, they both widened their eyes in astonishment.

So magical!

For the entire morning, their little faces had barely been apart at all. Laughing all the while, they took a great many photos.

Secretly, Shen Muhan decided that after he changed out of the awkward skirt, he would make another heart with Xiao Rong and take a fresh set of pictures.

And so the room was full of laughter and cheerful voices.

Outside, at some point, tiny white snowflakes had begun falling quietly.

Later, Tang Rong had all of those photos printed out and stored them in the album his mother had specially bought for him.

…

The next day, Tang Rong resumed his evening lessons and continued studying healing abilities with all diligence.

Meanwhile, the gloom in Yun Yuan’s heart completely disappeared.

He had never imagined that the confusion and mockery he had endured in his youth would, in his young adulthood, once again be met with respect and healing.

And this place truly was like a spotless Eden—no matter how filthy the outside world was, as long as one remained here, none of it could touch them.

After the lesson ended, Tang Rong said that he wanted to go to the recovery base and try healing the fluffy creatures there.

Ever since he had seen his mother in the coffin, he had wanted to go to the recovery base to earn points. Tonight, he had finally found a chance to bring it up.

Yun Yuan did not refuse.

Tang Rong had already been learning healing abilities for several months, and his runes were beautifully drawn as well. During that time, Yun Yuan had taken some of the healing-rune carriers Tang Rong had engraved to the recovery base—things like little bowls, chains, muzzles, and the like. The feedback from there had been very good.

Tang Rong’s ability worked directly on spirit forms, so direct contact with the fluffies would have an even better effect.

That weekend, the Tang family arranged a small room in the recovery base where he could meet some specially selected spirit forms in their juvenile states.

The true identities behind these fluffy spirit forms all belonged to military officers of fairly high rank, friends of Big Brother Tang Yao, and people who could be trusted.

Shen Muhan, meanwhile, was taken back by the imperial family.

Because his spirit form had been soothed and he was now able to stably maintain human form, Shen Muhan had recently been dragged into participating in various imperial events. He was no longer continuing to “hide his strength and bide his time,” and was also pulled into learning a great deal of royal etiquette.

Shen Muhan did not like those cumbersome rules of etiquette, but each time he returned, Tang Rong would curiously ask him to demonstrate them once. Tang Rong would even take the initiative to act as his little servant and cooperate with him, so Shen Muhan studied especially earnestly and did not find it hard at all.

So much so that in recent days, even when the two little ones drank milk in the mornings, they would hold their cups with dignified restraint like nobles drinking tea, which made the butler secretly amused.

There were quite a few children at today’s palace banquet, and one after another, they kept trying to strike up conversations with Shen Muhan, which annoyed him greatly.

Because Shen Muhan had been appearing frequently in public lately, and seemed to be recovering physically, and because he was the little crown prince, the current emperor and empress’s only son, he was naturally an extremely desirable prospect. Quite a few prestigious families hoped their own children could become acquainted with him, so as to bring benefits to their households.

Outside, the snow was falling heavier and heavier, and a thick layer had already begun accumulating on the ground. All Shen Muhan could think about was going back and making little snowmen with Tang Rong. He had no desire whatsoever to deal with these children, so he kept his face cold and expressionless, making himself look hard to approach in hopes of driving them off.

That was, until there appeared a little boy with no tact, no emotional intelligence, and the mistaken conviction that he had found a good conversation starter.

“What is that on your hand?”

Following the boy’s gaze, Shen Muhan lowered his head and looked at the bracelet on his wrist.

It was silver-white, strung with a little snow leopard charm, and engraved all over with dense healing runes. Xiao Rong had personally carved it and given it to him, so that even when they were not together, the bracelet could continue accompanying and soothing him.

Xiao Rong was still very young and had not been studying this for very long, so the carving truly could not be considered beautiful. But in Shen Muhan’s eyes, it was the most unique and the prettiest bracelet in the whole world.

“A bracelet,” Shen Muhan answered.

He very much wanted to boast that it had been given to him by his very best friend, but the healing runes were engraved on it, and this banquet was full of all sorts of people. He was afraid of exposing Tang Rong’s ability, so he had no choice but to suppress it.

Who could have expected the little boy’s next sentence to be: “It’s kind of ugly. I’ll give you a prettier one.”

His family was in the jewelry and accessories business, and some of the imperial family’s jewelry was directly supplied by his household. Before attending this banquet, his family had prepared some jewelry and ornaments for him to carry with him, instructing him to find a chance to gift them to the little crown prince.

He had watched for quite a while and noticed that the little crown prince wore only one ugly little bracelet. A nice bracelet seemed like the most suitable gift.

The moment he heard those words, Shen Muhan’s face fell completely. He stopped giving the boy any face at all and turned to leave.

The little boy panicked. Remembering the mission he had been given, he hurried after him and reached for Shen Muhan’s wrist. Because his attention was entirely fixed on the bracelet, he accidentally yanked it hard enough to snap it.

The ground was covered in soft red carpet, so the sound of the bracelet hitting the floor was muffled, but it scraped sharply across Shen Muhan’s heart.

The little boy froze, guiltily snatching his hand back, suddenly unsure what to do.

Shen Muhan was so angry that his spirit power instantly fell into disorder.

Quite a few people’s gazes turned toward them.

An attendant nearby, who had been paying close attention to the situation, immediately led the little crown prince away and brought him to a room where a healer was already waiting.

The moment the door closed behind them, the little child in the attendant’s arms transformed back into a fluffy little snow leopard, most of its body still buried in its clothes. It bared its tiny sharp teeth in anger, all of its claws exposed, a dangerous low growl rumbling in its throat.

The attendant was inevitably scratched a little in the process, and hurriedly handed the little snow leopard over to the healer in the room.

This room had been specially arranged by the empress in case the little crown prince ran into any kind of problem during the banquet, so he could be soothed and restrained immediately.

At the previous banquets, the little crown prince had been perfectly fine. This was the first time something had gone wrong.

Unfortunately, the healer’s soothing effect on the little snow leopard was mediocre. In the end, they could only place it temporarily into a cage lined with soft cushions and wait for the banquet to end, so that the emperor and empress could come deal with it themselves.

Just then, the room’s door was pushed open. The chief butler entered, holding the broken bracelet, and bent down to place it inside the cage.

Though the bracelet had snapped, the healing runes carved by Tang Rong were still on it, so it should still have some effect.

The bracelet could be repaired, but that would take some time, so for now he could only bring the broken one over first.

The moment it touched the bracelet, some of the little snow leopard’s rationality returned, but seeing it snapped so badly only made the flames of fury in its eyes burn even hotter.

This had been the very first bracelet Xiao Rong had personally carved for it. It treasured it beyond words. When it shifted back into little snow leopard form and couldn’t wear it, it would still carry it in its mouth and hide it under its pillow. And now some tactless child had actually snapped it in half…

Not long after, the chief butler brought a video call over and held it in front of the little snow leopard.

On the optical-brain screen, the familiar little child was looking over anxiously.

“Xiao Han-ge, what’s wrong?”

There was unmistakable worry in his voice for him.

The little snow leopard instantly retracted its sharp little teeth and claws, let out a long and aggrieved “miao-ao,” then picked up the broken bracelet and brought it close to the screen. A faint shimmer of moisture trembled in its icy-blue eyes.

“Did the bracelet break?” Tang Rong had seen the image clearly on the other side. He didn’t think much of it. The things he made were not very high-quality to begin with, and he also used cheaper materials for practice, so it was normal for them to break easily.

“It’s okay. I’ll make you another one later.”

“Miao.” The little snow leopard collapsed onto the soft blanket, its mood shifting from “I want to bite everyone to death” to “Why do they all keep calling you Mimi?”

Even if Xiao Rong could make it a new one, the first bracelet simply carried a different meaning.

It would have its father and mother find the best craftsman possible to repair that bracelet.

Tang Rong didn’t know what the little snow leopard was thinking. Suddenly, he picked up a white little dog sitting nearby and held it up for the little snow leopard on the screen to see.

The little dog had slightly curly fur, and the dog tag around its neck swayed lightly as it was lifted.

Tang Rong said with a smile, “I’ve noticed that a lot of the spirit forms here wear little tags around their necks. One side has their name, and the other side has healing runes carved on it. Later I’ll make you one too. That kind won’t break easily.”

“Miaowu.” Okay.

The little snow leopard’s tail immediately began wagging happily.

At the side, the chief butler lowered his head and adjusted his white gloves.

…Why did this somehow feel like training a dog?

And their little crown prince was the one being trained.

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