Oops! My Beast Mates Can Hear My Inner Voice

Su Mo looked at the person before her, her brow furrowing slightly.

It had only been a few days, but Lan Ling looked much more haggard than before.

She looked at the panting man before her and asked with a frown, "Lan Ling, for you to come so late at night... has something happened?"

Lan Ling caught his breath for a moment before saying, "Miss Su, a plague has broken out in the Dragon Clan. The clan is... in utter chaos right now. The Think Tank sent me to bring you back with me."

Before Su Mo could speak, Fei Yun interjected anxiously, "The North Wing is in the same situation right now! How can Miss Su possibly leave?"

Lan Ling’s brow furrowed slightly. For a moment, he didn’t know what to say.

The Think Tank had only told him to retrieve her, not anticipating that the North Wing would also be hit by a plague.

Su Mo frowned and said, "Come back with me first. I need you to explain the Dragon Clan’s situation clearly."

Lan Ling nodded and followed Su Mo back, explaining the Dragon Clan’s current situation as they walked.

Su Mo now understood why Long Yan had left without a word that day. The situation in the Dragon Clan must have already started back then.

This kind of thing could develop rapidly in just a few days. Long Yan must be at his wit’s end.

After arriving home, Su Mo asked Lan Ling about the Dragon Clan’s treatment and preventative measures.

Most of the Witch Doctors knew what to do, but the plague was spreading too quickly. The treatments were slow to take effect, and the number of infected kept rising.

Su Mo thought for a moment and said, "The North Wing is also in chaos right now, and even the Witch Doctor is sick. I’m afraid I won’t be able to get away for the next few days. However, I can write some prescriptions for you to take back first."

Lan Ling knew it wouldn’t be right to force the issue at a time like this. He nodded and said, "Alright. Thank you for your trouble, Miss Su."

Ye Yuan quickly brought over paper and a writing brush.

Su Mo wrote out three prescriptions. "Patients with severe symptoms should take this one. For prevention, use the medicine on this prescription. This last one is a list of alternative medicines for adjustments; the Witch Doctors in your clan should understand it. If there’s no improvement, you can come back and find me at any time."

Lan Ling carefully put the papers away and nodded. "Thank you, Miss Su. I’ll head back right away!"

"Wait!" Su Mo stopped him, taking out a packet of pills from her waist. "These are preventative pills. Take them back to the Lord Major General. Relay my words to him exactly as I’ve told you. He’ll know what to do."

"Yes!"

Lan Ling took the items and rushed back, traveling through the night.

After seeing him off, Fei Yan tilted his head and said to Su Mo, "It’s late. You should get some rest, wife."

Su Mo shook her head. "Not yet."

She then walked over, took out a few more sheets of paper, and wrote another prescription. Then she looked at Xuan Qing and said, "Take this and make a trip back to the Tiger Clan."

Now that the North Wing and the Dragon Clan were both having problems, she was afraid the Tiger Clan would be next. It was best to take precautions early.

Mo Xiao frowned, his tone displeased. "The Third Young Master hasn’t been cleared of suspicion yet. If he leaves the North Wing now, it might cause trouble. I should go instead."

Su Mo thought for a moment and felt he had a point.

’If someone with ulterior motives pinned this plague on Xuan Qing, his chances of leaving the North Wing would become even more remote.’

She nodded. "Alright."

Su Mo also gave him a packet of pills. "Go quickly and come back soon. Be careful on the road."

"Don’t worry, Mo’er."

After giving her instructions, Su Mo returned to her room.

Before he left, Mo Xiao went to say a few words to Xuan Qing. "Third Young Master, is there any message you need me to take back?"

Xuan Qing shook his head. "No."

Just as he turned to leave, he heard Mo Xiao say, "I’m making this trip for you. Consider it repayment... for the care you showed our wife tonight."

Xuan Qing said softly, "Young Master Snake, you exaggerate. A small matter like this doesn’t constitute a favor. If she feels she owes me, she will naturally repay me herself. Why trouble others?"

With that, Xuan Qing strode away, giving Mo Xiao no chance to speak again.

Mo Xiao’s brow twitched. As he turned, he saw Fei Yan standing under a nearby tree, watching him with a half-smile.

Fei Yan walked over, raised an eyebrow, and chuckled. "This Third Young Master... his words are sharp and his logic is clear, leaving no room for rebuttal. Your pointed barbs all become trivial matters in his presence. It’s like punching cotton—it doesn’t make the slightest ripple."

"Even our wife can’t get the upper hand with him, let alone you and I. Having a rival like him... I suppose we’re lucky in three lifetimes."

Mo Xiao snorted. ’If that’s what you call good fortune, anyone who wants it can have it. I certainly don’t!’

Fei Yan chuckled. "If he had started on equal footing with us, the competition for the position of main husband would have been even more intense. It’d be hard to say who would have won."

Fei Yan didn’t like having Xuan Qing as a rival, but setting that aside, Xuan Qing’s abilities were second to none.

"It’s a good thing he met our wife a little later. Otherwise, who knows what the situation would be today."

Mo Xiao frowned and said, "There are no ’what ifs.’ Some things, once they’re late, are just late."

With that, he took the things Su Mo had given him and turned to leave.

Upstairs, Su Mo had just finished washing up and was lying in bed when that fox, Yue Ying, slipped into her room in a flash.

Su Mo watched the grinning man warily. "Can’t you ever just settle down?"

Yue Ying deftly kicked off his shoes and socks, shed his outer robe, and lay down. He shamelessly pulled her into his arms and said, "I’m not going to do anything. I just want to hold you while we sleep."

Su Mo was speechless. "You’d better keep your word!"

The man in front of her immediately put on an innocent expression. "I’d love to go back on my word, but isn’t it an inconvenient time for you right now~?"

"..."

"Wife, I want to ask you something~"

Su Mo said groggily, "Ask me tomorrow."

"No, I want to ask now."

Su Mo didn’t answer.

Yue Ying leaned in and whispered in her ear, "What medicine did Xuan Qing give you to drink tonight? Did he... bully you?"

’I have to figure out my rival’s tactics so I can defeat him as soon as possible! Of course, I can’t ask the Third Young Master about this. Even if I did, he would definitely keep his mouth shut.’

’So, I’d better pester my dear wife instead!’

Su Mo nestled in his arms, her eyes closed.

’I’m not telling him!’

Yue Ying frowned and deliberately threatened, "If you don’t tell me, I’ll kiss you!"

Su Mo raised an eyebrow slightly. ’Threatening me with something like that at a time like this? Does he think I’m a pushover?’

Yue Ying’s brows furrowed.

Before he could react, the woman in his arms looked up at him, her bright, watery eyes blinking.

Then she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

Yue Ying: "!!!"

Su Mo had learned quite a few skills recently and fancied herself quite improved.

Normally, she might not have dared to use these moves on the fox, but today, she felt rather fearless.

Yue Ying was quickly set on fire by her kiss, his foxy eyes gazing at her with watery tenderness. How could he possibly resist her bold advances...

He rolled over, pinning her beneath him. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked down at her, desperate to take things further.

Su Mo looked up and blocked his approaching body, saying rather helplessly, "It’s not a good time today. You’ll have to take care of it yourself. Be good~"

The fox looked as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped on his head. He gritted his teeth and looked at her, his voice broken and hoarse. "My Little Mo’er is the biggest tease! You know exactly how to get to me..."

Yue Ying had wanted to ask for her help, but then he thought about how late it was. There was no telling how long it would take. In the end, he decided against it. After all, she had a busy day ahead of her tomorrow.

He rolled off the bed unwillingly, quickly threw on his clothes, and looked at the smugly smiling woman on the bed.

He left her with a threat: "You little fiend, just you wait! Sooner or later, I’ll make you pay me back for this!"

Su Mo just smiled fearlessly. Future matters could be dealt with in the future. For now, she could finally have some peace and quiet.