Qu Nian: I've finally made this decision. I don't care what others say, as long as you agree...
It used its front paws to draw and draw on the paper...
The imagination is beautiful, but reality is too harsh.
He had previously thought that he simply didn't want to reveal his identity—partly because he was afraid of being killed as a monster, and partly because it would be embarrassing—but now he realized that wasn't the case at all.
Even when he wants to, he can't do it.
Because dogs can't separate their toes!
If you scratch it with your claws, it will just turn into a dark, indistinct patch.
Qu Nian just wants to write his name, why is it so difficult!
Is Heaven going to destroy me?
The Prince of Jin was a figure feared by tigers and birds alike; even vicious dogs would be afraid of him.
However, the dog in front of him was clearly spoiled by Ren Yingying and had no fear of his authority.
Prince of Jin rolled up his sleeves: He would clean up for Ren Yingying.
Qu Nian was utterly despondent, yet his claws continued to scratch stubbornly.
Heavens above, earth below, grant the Prince of Jin some intelligence and save this fool!
Let him know that I'm writing!
Even if you can't see it clearly, you should at least check the stroke order.
Besides, what normal dog jumps onto a table and writes?
Please, please look at the child!
Perhaps his prayers worked, for the Prince of Jin picked it up and threw it on the ground. As he was tidying his desk, he suddenly felt something was amiss.
He discovered that although the paper was completely black, there was no ink bleeding through the edges.
The entire sheet of paper was almost completely covered in black, but the outside of the paper was clean.
Is it really that much of a coincidence?
The Prince of Jin frowned and looked at Qu Nian.
Qu Nian looked at him with a bitter and resentful expression, almost on the verge of tears.
The Prince of Jin, sensing something, took out the dirty paper, crumpled it up, and threw it aside. Then, pointing to the clean paper, he made an inviting gesture.
Qu Nian glared fiercely at the Prince of Jin, thankfully he hadn't died of stupidity!
He jumped back onto the table.
Having learned from his first failure, he became wiser this time.
He dipped his fingernail in the ink again, this time using less ink, and then, with his longest fingernail, slowly wrote two characters on the paper.
Qu Nian.
The Prince of Jin stood there, stunned.
He finally understood what "Dog Meat" meant; was this a way to show off that he had learned to write?
That's amazing!
For the first time in his life, he saw a dog write.
Alright, today a dog showed off.
"Ren Yingying taught you that?" Prince of Jin patted Qu Nian's head. "What a good dog."
Qu Nian: I'm your fucking dad!
This is infuriating!
How incredibly stupid would someone have to be to believe that dogs can learn to write?
He even thought highly of the Prince of Jin; turns out he's a complete idiot, an absolute fool!
A dog's life is as lonely as snow.
Qu Nian went crazy.
"No," the Prince of Jin suddenly said.
Qu Nian: How come you're so slow to realize this? It's only now that you've come to your senses?
Forget it, I forgive him. Just ask me what the truth is!
Prince of Jin muttered to himself, "Ren Yingying doesn't like Qu Nian at all, in fact..."
They even hoped that Qu Nian was dead.
When it comes to hoping to become a widow, those two best friends are practically twins.
Thinking of this, the Prince of Jin was also indignant.
Therefore, how could Ren Yingying possibly teach Dog Meat to write the characters "Qu Nian"?
Qu Nian suffered damage equivalent to 10,000 tons.
I can no longer say "forgive me," I just want to say, "Prince of Jin, die!"
The Prince of Jin looked puzzled, and after a long pause, he suddenly said, "Could you be Qu Nian...?"
Qu Nian nodded so hard he almost knocked his head off.
Yes, that's me!
My dearest friend, I am Qu Nian!
But what did the Prince of Jin say?
"Are you Qu Nian's... dog?"
Qu Nian died of exhaustion.
He was slumped over the table; really, there was no point in trying to save him. He should just die like that.
The system, which had long seemed to be dead and would only play dead when needed, suddenly said, "One suicide penalty!"
Qu Nian: I'm just saying, can't I even say it? Huh--
He got furious!
The whole dog jumped up, furious.
Prince of Jin: "It seems I guessed right; you were following Qu Nian all along."
Qu Nian: Your mouth is on your body, I've eaten your brain, say whatever you want.
The Prince of Jin then asked, "What exactly happened to your master? Do you know something about it?"
After asking the question, he added self-deprecatingly, "Even if you knew, you wouldn't be able to tell me."
He didn't believe that the dog could write anything other than "Qu Nian".
Qu Nian: I know how!
He angrily scratched the inkstone, then started writing again.
"I am Qu Nian!"
The Prince of Jin was even more shocked and remained silent for an even longer time.
Qu Nian also stopped.
Because he suddenly realized that he didn't know where to begin.
Even if he could speak human language, he might not be able to explain this clearly, let alone the fact that he's just a dog right now.
He was such a difficult dog.
A man and a dog gaze at each other in silence, tears Qu Nian down their faces.
After a long pause, the Prince of Jin finally spoke.
However, what he said almost made Qu Nian vomit blood.
He said, "Are you really Qu Nian?"
Qu Nian nodded vigorously.
The Prince of Jin said quietly, "You've kept this a secret for so long. I never knew you were a dog spirit."
Qu Nian: What the hell? Did I dig up an imperial tomb? Why are you cursing me like this?!
Who is the dog spirit?
Who's the dog spirit!
He turned from a human into a dog, not the other way around!
Because of what happened with Tang Zhuyun, the Prince of Jin now has a very high acceptance of fairies.
Seeing Qu Nian's angry expression, he said, "It's nothing, I won't tell anyone. I just want to know, what happened to you? You revealed your true form?"
Was someone splashing dog blood on you?
Qu Nian: I'm so tired, I don't want to live anymore, this time it's for real.
The Prince of Jin suddenly became agitated. "Tell me quickly, why did you reveal yourself?"
I'm worried about my Tang Zhuzi.
Oh, no, that's not right.
Tang Zhuzi said she wasn't a fairy.
She is human!
Yes, she is a person!
"Never mind, let's not ask anymore," Prince of Jin waved his hand and said, "It's alright."
Qu Nian slapped it with his paw.
What do you mean by "it's all over"?
He's still a dog!
He missed his target and angrily wrote with his claws.
"I am Qu Nian, and I've been turned into a dog! I'm not a dog spirit! Get to the point!"
After writing this long sentence, Qu Nian was panting heavily, Zidu ached.
The Prince of Jin was inwardly shocked, but outwardly remained calm. "What do your important matters have to do with me?"
Qu Nian was furious and wrote another sentence, "Isn't Ren Yingying currently giving your sister a face transplant?"
"What does this have to do with you?" Prince of Jin said bluntly. "That's the friendship between Ren Yingying and my wife. As for you, you've taken Ren Yingying's favorite dog. Watch your step."
Qu Nian was speechless.
Yes, for Ren Yingying, her Dog Meat was more important.
But Qu Nian refused to back down and glared fiercely at the Prince of Jin.
A man and a dog locked eyes, sparks flying.
Finally, it was the Prince of Jin who couldn't hold back any longer.
He burst into laughter. "Qu Nian, how did you end up like this!"
Qu Nian: This guy's finished.
If you have no compassion, you're worse than a dog!
However, the Prince of Jin was clearly loyal to his principles.
He asked, "How can I help you?"
Little did they expect that these words would become the final straw that broke the dog's back.
Qu Nian was dejected.
Yes, even if the Prince of Jin knew the truth, what could he do besides have one more person to laugh at him?
Impulsiveness really is the devil!