This Pose Is Quite Handsome

"Your Highness, bad news! Fire!"
Everywhere was quiet. Guests from various countries sat in the Dragon Scale Palace, waiting for the Dong Ling enthronement ceremony to begin. A man in blue hurriedly entered, kneeling before Jun Jing Lan to report a shocking piece of news.
The Crown Prince, who had been leisurely seated, chatting happily with the Chu Prince, heard these words. The smile on his lips slowly stiffened, and his eyes showed three parts understanding and seven parts confusion. He put down his jade cup, tilted his head, and asked:
"Where is that woman?"
"Escaped... fled!" The man in blue replied with great difficulty. Jing was in the room watching that woman, so they were all very relieved guarding outside the courtyard. After all, for over a decade, Jing had never been careless in guarding someone. Who knew...
Escaped? His sword-like brows furrowed, and a hint of displeasure appeared in his eyes. He asked coldly:
"How did she escape?"
The man in blue, sweating coldly, replied:
"I... I don't know!" Heaven knew how that woman escaped! Logically, she should have been unable to avoid Jing's poisonous fangs. Even if she did, if Jing had merely let out two cries, they would have helped capture her. Unfortunately, she simply vanished without a trace, set a fire, and...
Jun Jing Lan smiled faintly, stood up, nodded to everyone, then turned and slowly walked out. In the grand hall, his wide sleeves drew an elegant arc in the air. Each step was unhurried, like a drifting cloud. This man, even with his sleeping quarters ablaze, lost not an ounce of his composure.
However, those who remained, waiting for the ceremony, showed various complex emotions in their eyes. Some were interested, some suspicious, clearly believing this was no simple fire.
Passing through the palace courtyard, he returned to his sleeping quarters. At the entrance, guards were neatly lined up in two rows, bowing respectfully, welcoming the Crown Prince back to his completely burnt and blackened sleeping quarters, whose original state was no longer discernible.
A scene of ruins; everywhere were Dong Ling palace staff and Bei Ming guards who had just finished putting out the fire.
The exquisitely handsome man slowly stopped. His deep eyes carefully surveyed the surroundings, and very quickly, he discovered something unusual.
Behind the sleeping quarters, there was a window. And outside the window, there was still mud that hadn't been consumed by the great fire: the fire had spread only half a foot, clearly indicating someone had stepped there. The direction of her escape had been found. But what puzzled him was, how did she avoid Little Jing Jing's poisonous fangs?
For over a decade, not even martial arts masters had ever escaped Little Jing Jing's mouth, yet that woman had fled!
"What was lost?" He asked indifferently. Logically speaking, there shouldn't have been too great a loss. Because most of his belongings were of good quality, ordinary fire could hardly destroy them.
The man in blue uneasily swallowed some saliva, speaking with difficulty: "Your subordinates cleaned up the ruins and found that almost all the jade ornaments, gold, and silver in the palace were taken by that woman. And... and the Life-Snatching Heavenly Pearl you took off while bathing..."
The Life-Snatching Heavenly Pearl, the number one hidden weapon in the world! Whether it was imperial families of various nations or people in the martial arts world, it was considered a supreme treasure of the world, and it was a grand gift he had received. Just like that, it was taken by that woman?
His narrow, long eyes finally showed a hint of murderous intent, and his voice also grew considerably colder:
"Where is Little Jing Jing?" Letting that woman escape silently was one thing, but she also took things from the room. Was it dead?
As soon as this question was asked, the subordinates lowered their heads, not daring to answer.
And amidst the ruins, a "Woof!" sound... Immediately, a burnt object moved on a wooden plank and crawled out. If not for those lively fox-like eyes, one would never have recognized it as Jing.
Its eyes contained tears, and it trembled as it walked towards its master.
Then it began to gnash its teeth, describing that woman's various despicable, vulgar, shameless, and deceitful acts, how she tricked its pure young heart. Its eyes occasionally flashed with sorrow, disdain, and bone-deep hatred! It chattered incessantly, vowing that if it ever met that woman again, it would definitely bite her to death!
But there was always a barrier between humans and animals. Jun Jing Lan watched it gesticulate for a long time, not understanding what it was trying to express, nor how it had let that woman escape. He turned, squatted down, and looked directly at it. He slowly said: "Tell me, how should I punish you?"
As soon as these words came out, Jing finally stopped complaining. It scratched at the burnt fur on its front paws, finally finding a bit of white fur, then brought its head to its master, showing him —
Immediately, it looked up, its eyes brimming with tears, at him. Master, I'm so sad I've grown white hair, please spare me!
But Jun Jing Lan's expression didn't soften in the slightest. His narrow, charming eyes still looked at it indifferently, his murderous aura quite astonishing.
Jing swallowed some saliva. Seeing that its master wasn't going to let it off, it suddenly remembered the classic pose that woman had taught it!
It quickly turned its back to Jun Jing Lan, then stood upright, its right front leg and body tilted thirty degrees towards the sky, its left front leg and body tilted thirty degrees towards the ground, its wolf head slightly bowed, remaining motionless!
Michael Jackson's classic pose, Little Jing Jing version!
Master, I'm cool, this pose is cool, look at how cool I am, please spare me!
Jun Jing Lan looked at its figure. After a long while, his charming eyes were cold, and he let out a faint sigh: "You truly are still crazy!"
Little Jing heard this, quickly shook its head to show it wasn't crazy, turned around, wiggled, then turned back again to perform the pose!
Jun Jing Lan finally grudgingly understood its meaning. "You mean, this pose was taught to you by that woman?"
It nodded quickly.
"She said, this pose is very handsome?" Another question.
Little Jing Jing nodded quickly again. Its wolf mouth slightly upturned, "Hehe, you also think the pose is very handsome, Master, will you spare me?"
His narrow, dark eyes looked at his pet's peculiar pose for a long time, then he said indifferently:
"This pose, is quite handsome!"
"Woof!" Captivating! Master won't punish it?
"Then you can stay here and do that for three days!" He indifferently uttered heartless words.
"Woof!" No!
"Four days!"
"Woof!" Master, I truly made a mistake!
"Five days!"
"Wuwuwu..." Sorrowfully accepting its fate! Wasn't this pose cool? Why did Master still want to punish it...
Xiao Man respectfully spoke: "Your Highness, do you want to send people to capture that woman?"
"Of course!" The Life-Snatching Heavenly Pearl was taken, and the burning of the sleeping quarters must be avenged.
Of course, more importantly, he really wanted to know how that woman, under Little Jing Jing's usually flawless watch, managed to take so many things and escape, and even burn it and the house to this state! Jing's gestures weren't very clear, so he would ask that woman himself.
The man in blue was about to lead people out to capture Feng Qing Huang, but he slowly raised his hand to stop them.
Immediately, he said grudgingly:
"This is Huangfu Xuan's territory. Naturally, let him find the person. Send someone to tell him that on his territory, this Crown Prince was almost burned to death. This prince feels extremely distressed! If the thief cannot be caught, then someone must have malicious intentions towards this prince's life. Therefore, I ask the new Emperor of Dong Ling to carefully apprehend the person!"
The person with malicious intentions was, naturally, Huangfu Xuan.
The corner of the blue-clad man's mouth twitched. My Lord, you were in the Dragon Scale Palace when the fire broke out; how were you almost burned to death? Isn't this framing? But if His Highness said so, then there must be his reasoning. He didn't say much, bowed his head, said "Yes," and then retreated.
...
In the imperial palace courtyard, Feng Qing Huang gracefully carried a pile of wealth, evading patrolling guards. For her, escaping a narcissistic, rotten, playful pet was truly easy!
However, she thought that demonic man, who always seemed to have everything under control, must be puzzled now, unable to figure out how she escaped!
Perhaps he even specifically wanted to ask her how she escaped. Of course, whether to tell him or not depended on her mood!
Taking the wealth was for money to use outside the palace. And burning the sleeping quarters, firstly, was for escaping, and secondly, was to teach that demonic man a lesson. To throw her, Feng Qing Huang, into a cesspool?
But the imperial palace was truly too vast; she couldn't find her way out even after half a day. She wanted to ask a guard, but couldn't! She carried her luggage very quietly, with great sorrow, singing a modified version of "Single's Love Song":
"Can't catch a guard, always watching him escape, people are everywhere in the world, but I can't catch one..."
The sky gradually darkened, and the number of guards in the palace increased, probably to catch her. She quickly hid behind a rockery, and out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly saw someone standing proudly not far away, with no one beside him, currently with his back to her.
She let out a mischievous laugh. Finally, she found someone to extract information from!