There was a draft in the firewood shed, and her stepmother Zhou Guilan deprived Bailu Xi of her rations, and even tricked her into stealing three inches of land beside the field ridge. "A loser can also take medicine?" The stepmother threw her medicine jar. Bai Luxi hugged the trembling little spirit fox tightly in her arms, and her fingertips were cut by broken porcelain. Xue Tuan whimpered and licked her palm, and blood seeped into the white lines on the fox's forehead - a spiritual contract was formed. That night, enemy Zhao Dazhuang kicked in the door to demand debt, while his stepmother watched coldly. Bai Luxi picked up the medicine pestle and stood in front of the woodshed, but Xue Tuan pounced on the shadow outside the door and took back a black token. The sound of horse hooves shattered the moonlight. Xiao Jinxing turned over and dismounted. The arrow wound on his shoulder was still bleeding, but he put the fox fur on her body first: "My life has long been the girl's." Only then did the villagers know that the orphan girl who spent all day collecting medicine and dyeing cloth was hiding in the arms of the general protecting the country's spirit fox. When the stepmother knelt down to beg for forgiveness, Bailu Xi was hanging the newly made medicine sachet on Xiao Jinxing's sword tassel: "Can you teach me how to tie-dye wedding clothes?"
