Chapter 17: Second Sister’s Fury~
Shen Zexi arrived at the small castle where the healer was currently examining the cub.
“What is the situation? Is it serious?”
The healer gently placed the cub back into the nest and removed his sterile gloves. “It’s just a bit of high heat. Once it goes down, there shouldn’t be any major issue. These are normal reactions for herbivorous cubs; just pay more attention to it normally.”
“Physician, the medicine is here.” The healer’s assistant walked in carrying a reagent.
“This is what you call ‘no major issue’?” Shen Zexi smelled the medicine, and her tone wasn’t good. During the cub’s fragile period, frequent contact with drugs could easily affect the future development of bloodline power.
Seeing the Great Councilor’s misunderstanding, the healer explained, “When I was checking the Young Master just now, I found that his gums were severely swollen. That should be the reason that indirectly triggered the high heat.”
When the healer pried open the cub’s mouth and Shen Zexi looked inside, her previously indifferent expression turned dark instantly. She saw that the cub’s delicate gums were a patch of red and swollen, and in more severe places, there were traces of blood.
Shen Zexi suppressed her anger, and her voice—changing from its usual gentleness—carried a chilling frost. “Who was the one taking care of Little Four today?!”
Several maids fell to their knees with a thud. Among them was the head maid specifically in charge of the cub’s daily life; her face was terrifyingly pale, and her whole body was trembling. Shen Zexi noticed her immediately. Being stared at by a gaze as cold as a cold-blooded animal, the maid trembled even more violently. Her beast markings flickered, and a pair of goat horns appeared on her forehead; even so, she didn’t dare to make a single sound of begging for mercy.
“At dinner, the Third Master took over A-Mei’s job and took the initiative to feed the Young Master. The Third Master has never taken care of anyone and didn’t know the proper weight of his hands; that must have been when the injury occurred.” Luckily, the butler spoke up in time to rescue her.
“Old Three…” Shen Zexi didn’t doubt the butler’s words. After all, the butler had served the Shen family for a long time and had taken meticulous care of her since childhood; he was practically half a family member. It was just… the always lawless Old Three gave Shen Zexi a headache.
“Ying-wu ying-wu~ ying~”
The little cub’s face was flushed red from the high heat, and tears hung from the corners of his eyes. His whimpering and uncomfortable appearance was truly heart-wrenching.
“Go and rest. I will personally watch over Little Four here.”
The attendants and servants left one after another.
“You go down too. Keep an eye out in the future; don’t let Old Three feed Bingbing anything again.”
The maid kowtowed repeatedly as if granted a general amnesty and left supported by several other maids.
Shen Zexi rubbed her temples and sat beside the nest, occasionally getting up to check if the cub’s high heat had subsided. As the sky began to brighten slightly, the flush on the cub’s face finally faded. Shen Zexi let out a sigh of relief; taking care of a cub was harder than approving a hundred documents. Once she relaxed, her eyelids felt like they had been glued shut. A wave of intense exhaustion hit her, and Shen Zexi didn’t notice that the agonizing pain that usually tortured her—making her flesh and blood feel like it was breaking apart inch by inch—had subsided. She had been forced into a “shut down.”
The cub’s illness came quickly and left quickly; after a night, he was once again a spirited, food-focused cub. He was completely unaware of the fact that his second sister had accompanied him for an entire night during his illness. The medicine the healer used for the cub was good—it reduced swelling quickly and had no side effects. The only drawback was that the high heat had to subside on its own, which caused the cub to remember some bad things from the past, leaving him in low spirits for several days.
Actually, Shen Zejue couldn’t be blamed for this; even the cub himself hadn’t expected it. He had only thought of using his healing energy to re-forge his body. He hadn’t expected this body to be too fragile; the latent illnesses belonging to a normal cub that remained in his body were all triggered and exploded by the healing energy. That was why he looked so terrifying last night. Shen Zejue just happened to run into the line of fire and became the cub’s “scapegoat.”
For this reason, the cub felt a little bit guilty and intended to help Shen Zejue “comb” the “trash” in his body. Who knew that after several days he hadn’t seen a trace of the man? Shen Lin thought, You can’t blame this cub, it’s Shen Old Three himself who didn’t show up.
For the past few days, the person accompanying him for meals was his second sister. Shen Lin didn’t realize that for both morning and evening meals, there was always one person with him at the table. When the big brother was home, he accompanied him and handled the feeding job; when the big brother wasn’t there, it was the second sister. In short, while eating at the massive dining table, the cub never felt lonely.
His second sister was very busy; whether going to work or returning home, she was always followed by a large group of people. When she was busy, she was still coordinating work content with the person on the light-screen while eating. Shen Zexi was a person of strict discipline, and as her “meal partner,” the cub had a lot to say about it. No making noise while eating, keeping the back straight, and no moving around—it was very in line with the professional standards of a soldier.
The cub didn’t understand the strange rules of the adult world, but he showed respect considering his second sister “slept with him” every night. Unfortunately, the little cub’s spine was still very tender and couldn’t persist for a long time. Fortunately, his second sister hadn’t reached the point of being so abnormal that she would be harsh with her young brother; she gave up after correcting him once.
“Second Miss, I didn’t find any drug components in your blood.” A video conference had just ended when an attendant brought the healer in to hand her a blood test report.
Shen Zexi’s finger slid across the light-screen, quickly browsing the data. Her gaze stopped at the last column: [No abnormalities detected in the body.]
“I understand. Thank you for your hard work.”
“You overstate it, Second Miss. This is my duty.” The healer seemed to remember something and hurriedly pulled up another report. “By the way, I discovered that the metabolism of the Black Mamba toxin in your blood is unusual; the flow seems to be faster.”
“Have you found the reason?”
“It’s possible it’s being influenced by external factors, causing the toxin to intensify. Second Miss, you might want to pay attention to any strange objects or scents around you. Perhaps I can get some inspiration from them to research a better suppression medicine…” The healer seemed to have discovered a new world and was in high spirits.
“I will keep an eye out.” Shen Zexi rubbed her temples, making a gesture of seeing a guest out. The healer didn’t dare to say more and left obediently with the attendant. Once she was alone, Shen Zexi’s expression shifted. The crow-feather-like eyelashes lowered, hiding the ever-changing vertical pupils.
While Shen Lin was playing with the red plume, his second sister walked in. After work, Shen Zexi had removed her black lipstick, and a trace of approachability was added to her cold face.
“Bingbing, Big Brother wants to video call. Do you want to take it?”
Shen Lin tilted his head, his gaze involuntarily drifting toward his second sister’s wrist, where a Black Mamba snake totem was carved around the display. He turned his body around and climbed up his second sister’s body, his small paws catching threads in her exquisite ceremonial gown. Shen Zexi just looked at it and frowned slightly, but she didn’t stop him, letting the little cub use her as a cat tree. She didn’t forget to hold his little bottom to secure him in her arms.
“Bingbing.”
Big Brother Shen’s figure appeared out of thin air, giving the cub a fright. The little cub “shoo-ed” and hid behind Shen Zexi. The exquisitely embroidered skirt was once again caught by gold threads.
Shen Zeyu witnessed everything and was surprised that his second sister, who always kept herself meticulously groomed, could actually endure her “messy” appearance. This didn’t look like her?
Seeing no danger, the little cub poked a furry head out from behind his second sister. The cub blinked and stepped forward to tentatively reach a paw toward Big Brother’s trouser leg. Shen Zeyu’s figure dissipated instantly, and countless light particles turned in another direction. The light and shadow dragged a long tail in mid-air before the data was reorganized.
Shen Lin was like a child who had gotten a new toy; his paws couldn’t help but poke the holographic image.
“How does Bingbing feel today? Is your body uncomfortable?”
When the cub was ill, a riot happened in the border city, and Shen Zeyu had to personally go to suppress it. Once the matter was almost handled, the adjutant had time to find the news about the cub from a mountain of data files. Hearing that the cub was ill, Big Brother Shen didn’t care about resting and immediately contacted his sister to ask about the cub’s situation.
“Once your Third Brother is on school holidays, I’ll have someone bring him to the border city to give him a good lesson and vent your anger. How about that?”
“En-ying~” The cub made small “milk sounds”—first nodding, then shaking his head. The small expressions on his face changed one after another; it was incredibly cute. Shen Zeyu listened quietly, occasionally giving an “en” as a response.
Shen Zexi lamented in her heart—as expected of an experienced cub-raiser, his “Ying-language” comprehension was a perfect score. She had eaten and slept with the cub for so many days, yet her usual communication still required help from an outsider; thinking about it made her feel a little bit guilty.
Shen Lin poured out all the words he had been holding in his heart and chatted with his big brother for half an hour. The cub took the initiative to end the call; his big brother had a lot of bloodshot veins in his eyes and needed to rest well. Big Brother Shen felt a bit of a pity that he couldn’t continue chatting with the cub. Before hanging up, he hurriedly said, “Bingbing, I’ve had a gift brought back for you. You’ll be able to see it when you wake up tomorrow morning.”
“En-ying~”
Shen Lin returned the star-computer to his second sister with some reluctance, turned around to climb onto the nest, and hugged the red plume, preparing to sleep. Since Big Brother said he had brought a gift, he would sleep well and see what it was tomorrow~
The little cub curled himself into a small round ball, his breathing steady. The large tail that had grown behind him was fluffy and smooth—it looked very comfortable to touch. The pink tail gently encircled the cub.
“En-ying?” The “milk ball” who was sleeping obediently suddenly opened those clear eyes and cleared a spot beside him with a paw. The cub’s eyes were clean and pure. The Great Councilor, who had spent years in the whirlpool of schemes, suddenly felt her heart soften.
When she lay down, the cub didn’t forget to share a corner of his small blanket to cover her belly, and his small paw gave a symbolic pat. Just this action alone was enough to turn his second sister into mush. As expected, Shen Zexi was so moved that the smile on the corners of her mouth became several degrees sweeter, and she moved closer to the cub before closing her eyes.
It was just a matter of habit; even while asleep, Shen Zexi still kept one hand on her belly and one hand under her pillow. At the slightest sign of movement, the small energy radiator in her hand wasn’t just a decoration; it was enough to blast an ultra-S-grade beastman into severe injury.
The moment Marshal Shen fell, Shen Zexi decisively took over all forces and connections except for the Ninth Legion, thus becoming another major concern for her big brother, the first-in-line heir. Having encountered many assassinations, she was unable to sleep deeply, which in turn promoted the depth of her bloodline beastification’s development.
Internal undercurrents were surging within the White Tower, and Shen Zexi couldn’t predict if this storm would affect her younger brother. Her younger brother was weak; she had to reinforce the home—which was already built like an iron barrel—by several more layers. Specifically, the people here were almost all from her own Astral race, most of whom were Marshal Shen’s confidants and their direct descendants.
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