The emperor Shen Yelin is cold-hearted and cold-tempered, not close to women, but only loves the country.
That spring hunting, he shot and wounded a snow-white spirit fox with his own hands, but when he saw its amber golden eyes filled with tears, he felt soft and took it back to Qianqing Palace. "Call Ah Zhi."
He gave it a name, and from then on there was a little tail around him. On the surface, the emperor is still the same emperor, approving memorials, handling government affairs, and being cold and distant to the little fox beside his knees. But everyone in the palace knew that His Majesty would personally change the little fox's medicine, remember that it had a sweet tooth, indulge it in sleeping next to the royal couch every night, and even allow it to press its paws on the memorial to leave a plum blossom mark.
Ah Zhi worked very hard to act like an ordinary fox, licking her paws, rubbing her legs, and learning how to bow, just to survive in this deep palace. She carefully hides a secret. She is actually a vixen who has been practicing for hundreds of years. She will turn into a human form on the night of the full moon.
She was afraid that when His Majesty knew the truth, he would think she was a monster or a monster.
But what she didn't know was that Shen Yelin had already noticed something unusual. Which fox would take a peek at the military strategy? What little pet would roll his eyes at a memorial he criticized wrongly? He watched her act calmly, waiting for the day when she was willing to confess. Until late one night, the tired emperor closed his eyes and took a nap. The little fox in his arms stretched out his body in his dream, his silver hair spread all over his knees, and the girl's charming sleeping face was very close... When their eyes met, she panicked, but he said calmly.
"Azhi, I've been waiting for you to explain yourself for a long time."
