The Princess’ Shadow Guard Cannot Be Too Clever

prepared specifically for Tiger.

Ming Qin swiftly removed the cover and prepared the utensils, while Tiger anxiously paced outside, repeatedly licking his lips and nose.

Murong Yan carried a hook and approached Tiger.

“Sit.”

A brief command.

The wild beast obediently sat down.

“Good.” She handed the food to Tiger’s mouth, allowing him to take it and leave.
Then, she returned to the kitchen to have breakfast with Ming Qin.

Although Tiger preferred lamb legs, he still happily finished devouring the entire plump chicken.

He approached the edge of the fish pond, lowered his head to drink water.
The warm sunlight and gentle breeze made him irresistibly sleepy.

When he lazily opened his eyes, he realized that an unknown amount of time had passed, and the sun had already set.

Tiger rolled around in the yard, then shook off the dust from his body, searching for his master.

Could these two humans have gone out to play without him again?

Tiger lifted his head, his moist nose sniffing the air, and he circled around the fish pond to reach the veranda.

He twitched his ears and heard a woman’s exclamation coming from inside the room.
“Ah Qin, you can’t.”

“Can’t I? But the book says you’ll be happy,” replied Ming Qin, her voice muffled.
“Did I do it wrong?”

“It’s not…,” murmured Murong Yan through gritted teeth, suppressing her voice.
“Ah Qin, you did well, it’s just too dirty.”

“It’s not dirty,” responded Ming Qin, her voice once again muffled by something.
“We’ve done it before.”

“When?” the woman exclaimed in disbelief, her voice raised.

“During the carriage ride.
It’s not dirty, and it doesn’t taste bad,” Ming Qin’s voice was only reduced to a muffled grunt in the latter part.

Are these two humans secretly eating something delicious behind my back?

Could it be they’re having a big leg of lamb?

Tiger paced back and forth on the veranda, then anxiously scratched at the door, wanting to go inside and take a look.

Hesitant to extend his claws, Tiger instead used his thick paw to push open the door.
After much effort, a narrow crack appeared, and Tiger eagerly squeezed his snout inside.

But as he finally managed to wedge his large head through the door, he saw no trace of exotic delicacies.
Apart from an inexplicable sweet and greasy scent in the air, there was not even a hint of the aroma of lamb.

Tiger saw the woman with white hair sitting on a high chair, while his master knelt before her with both knees on the ground, burying her head.

“Ming Qin… Take it slowly,” Murong Yan weakly pushed the person beneath her, gripping her neck.
“Tiger, Tiger is outside.”

Ming Qin, with her head lowered, raised her gaze, her brows furrowed in dissatisfaction.
She turned her head towards the beast that interrupted her, using a hoarse voice to speak, “Tiger.”

Her own territory invaded, the shadow guard, with her eyes obscured by stray hair, rarely displayed such coldness.
The water reflected off her chin.

“Leave this place.”

Without thinking, Ming Qin picked up the scattered belt that belonged to Murong Yan and swung the front part, landing it on Tiger’s poking face.

Startled by the hit, Tiger quickly took a few steps back.
Although it didn’t hurt at all, he felt incredibly wronged.

How infuriating!

Master must be excluding me from their playtime again! They always do this!

With his nose tingling from the hit, Tiger sat in the corridor, sneezing uncontrollably.

Feeling pushed aside, the mighty Tiger made his way to the wooden trellis next to the courtyard gate, covered in tangled vines.
He meticulously sharpened his claws, one by one.

A faint sound.

The once lazy Tiger suddenly became alert, his gaze sharpening as he looked up at the courtyard wall.

Tiger crouched low, alert and ready to pounce, prepared to teach the unwelcome intruder a lesson.

“No, no, no!” As a shadow fell upon the wall, Song Shu Qing hurriedly waved her hands towards the fierce beast with his tail raised, “It’s me, it’s me, it’s me.”

“I haven’t even crossed the wall yet, and you’ve already spotted me.
My agility skills definitely need improvement,” she descended and gently stroked Tiger’s cautious head, “This place is still as secure as ever, like a fortress.”

In the courtyard where Murong Yan resided, there were no guards, yet it could be considered the safest place in the entire Shu region.

Apart from the local authorities who patrolled the surroundings regularly, there was also a fierce beast stationed in the inner courtyard at all times.

The most important of all was the constant, 365 days a year, 24/7, unwavering protection from the former capital’s strongest and everlasting shadow guard.

In Song Shu Qing’s eyes, even if the world was plagued by the zombie virus and every county and city had fallen, this relatively small courtyard would still be the last stronghold of humanity.
It would withstand the relentless siege of hundreds and thousands of twisted-necked, legless zombies.

Yes, if such a day ever came, she would definitely bring her beloved wife here as the first priority.

“Tiger, where is your master?” Forcing herself to stop the wandering thoughts in her mind, Song Shu Qing lowered her head and asked.

With an annoyed flick of his tail, Tiger still wore a look of resentment as he nudged the woman’s feet, urging her to walk towards the corridor.

Before reaching halfway, Song Shu Qing, who had excellent hearing, stopped in her tracks.

“Oh no, we can’t go any further.”

Supporting her forehead, Song Shu Qing looked at the wild beast circling around her feet.
“Are you so grumpy because you were just kicked out?”

With a purring sound from his throat, seemingly expressing affirmation, the shadow guard spoke to the tiger in that manner, “Don’t be rude, little Tiger.
When grown-ups are busy, good kids play patiently in the sand.” Patting his furry head, Song Shu Qing sighed, “Forget it, forget it.
Do you want to come with me to find my dear Zi Yan to play?”

Zi Yan?

Tiger recognized that name—it was the woman who bit her lip and restrained herself from screaming the first time they met.
As they grew acquainted, although she still stiffened her body when Tiger approached, she would also tremble while feeding him bits of meat during her cooking sessions.

He liked Zi Yan!

Pushing open the courtyard gate, Song Shu Qing quietly ventured out with the big tiger, whispering, “You wait patiently at the teahouse, be a good boy, and then Zi Yan will let you come and play again.” Then she muttered to herself, “Strange… why do I feel like a neighbor taking care of someone else’s child on a honeymoon trip?”

Watching the eager beast trotting ahead, the woman could only quicken her pace to keep up.

“Damn it, I’m sacrificing so much.
The princess should really give me a big red envelope.”