Can You See the Fox in My Bed?

After descending to the mortal realm, Xi Zhao discovered she couldn't even afford a roasted sweet potato. So she made a grand resolution: save lots of money and build a thriving business!

What kind of business? How?

She'd heard the Prince of Rucheng got a monthly stipend twice as large as anyone else's.

And his job was basically to eat and wait to die, without even having to manage a household?

The little fox happily showed off her talents and handed in an application: Sounds like a blast!

Fusang, who had chased her all the way down from Tanggu: ???

He glanced at the Prince of Rucheng, who was inferior to him in every way, ground his teeth, and put on a kindly smile. "I can see you have remarkable potential. You'd be well suited to cultivating immortality. This mortal life is beneath you. I'll put an end to it for you."

The day Xi Zhao took over the whole snack street, Fusang thought confidently, She must have had her fill of fun now!

The day Xi Zhao monopolized the bookshop, Fusang wondered with a hint of doubt, Why hasn't she come home with me yet?

The day Xi Zhao ran away from home for the second time, Fusang finally lost his patience. He flung down the property deeds and tore the house apart.

Why bother with business? Wouldn't it be much better to make a business out of me?

Later on,

His little fox stood in front of him, like a little landowner, slapping down banknotes and property deeds one by one.

"Wen Sui, is one night enough?"

Fusang's heart trembled. He wanted to speak, then stopped; he stopped, then wanted to speak.

#My wife is handing me her secret savings but calling me by another man's name, because she thinks that man is me. What should I do? Online now, and it's urgent!#

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[The short version]

Can a meal buddy force their way into being a bedmate? Is this food-coma syndrome or just shamelessness?

Is there an ulterior motive, or are they after something else?

[The long-winded version]

Outside the city was a barren mountain. On the mountain stood a dilapidated temple, and in the temple lived a little scholar, xx, with an axe in one hand and a hammer in the other.

The little scholar chopped and hammered away for half a month, turning the broken temple into a school and himself into a teacher.

But the students who were supposed to come to the school didn't show up. The ones who shouldn't have come arrived in one group after another, with no end in sight.

As xx chopped and hammered away, he couldn't help wondering: Had he really opened a school?

Was it actually a dining hall instead??

yy didn't want to be a rabbit.

So on his first day in the lower realm, he overturned a mountain, claimed it as his territory, and gathered countless ferocious beasts to put on a show of strength.

Who would dare fight him for this lousy mountain??? No way in hell!!!

He sent out the Vermilion Bird. Two months later, it came back carrying a bag of millet and gushing with praise.

He sent out the White Tiger. Three months later, it returned with a bag of dried meat in its jaws, gushing with praise.

yy couldn't believe it. He decided to go flip the stall himself. Six months later: Heh heh heh, these carrots are damn delicious!

xx: I thought I'd opened a school.

yy: This dining hall is the real deal! The food is delicious! The bed is so comfy! Boss, are you sure you don't want to keep the overnight stay option open forever?

[Guide]

1. The rabbit isn't a rabbit. It's a divine beast.

Theme: Let's all have a sweet romance together!