Sweet pet article, love brain, special pet, no knife
I was the chief keeper of the zoo in my previous life. I traveled through time and became a princess, married to the wolf lord of the north.
It is said that he was ferocious and cruel, could tear wolves apart with his bare hands, and that the concubines in his harem could only live for three months.
On the first night after entering the palace, he bared his teeth and lunged at me with a low growl. I ducked sideways, held his chin, and skillfully checked his gums.
"Open your mouth, 'ah--' The gums are red and swollen, and the stomach fire is too strong. I will give you some heat-clearing and fire-reducing herbs tomorrow."
He was confused. The next day, he got angry in the hall and broke a table. I came over after hearing the news, ignoring the mess on the ground and feeling sad:
"The skin on the metacarpal bones is so thin, why don't you take care of it so much! What if it breaks? Come on, I'll make you a claw guard!"
A month later, all the civil and military officials in the court looked at their former ferocious wolf master, wearing the anti-scratch gloves I sewed on his hands and holding my special molar stone in his mouth, obediently squatting next to me, waiting for me to comb his hair.
The high priest pointed at me tremblingly: "Demon concubine! What kind of witchcraft did you use on our Majesty!"
I scratched the wolf master's chin, and he purred comfortably. I spread my hands innocently to the high priest:
"It's nothing, it's just that my major is training large canines."
