The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

The emperor in front of him had stern eyebrows. He may have been in a high position for a long time, and his whole body exuded an aura that made people surrender.

Looking at the man, Song Jiu was not afraid. He opened his mouth to answer the question, but all he heard was meows.

Oh, he had forgotten that he was in the body of a kitten and could not speak human words.

After thinking for a while, Song Jiu rubbed his furry little head against the emperor's palm.

The round cat eyes narrowed slightly, and a comfortable purr came from his throat, trying to win the emperor's compassion.

Maybe because of his cute and cute appearance, the emperor showed mercy and adopted him?

Thinking like this, Song Jiu worked harder and harder to please.

But he forgot that he was dirty, his hair was tangled, and he had a faint sour smell.

Not cute at all.

Song Jiu didn't discover this fatal fact until he saw that the areas he had rubbed were covered in dirty stains.

Ruined.

He is about to cry but has no tears. Will he be dragged down and beheaded? He doesn't want to die yet.

The kitten in the palm suddenly stopped rubbing and lay down directly, spitting out a bright red tongue.

It was obviously just a cat, but the emperor could see the expression of hopelessness in that furry face.

The two cats' ears drooped feebly.

Like cabbage that has been dried in the sun.

The emperor smiled lowly.

The magnetic laughter made everyone who was kneeling present panic. His Majesty always kept a serious smile, had a cold face, and his eyes were so deep that it was scary.

Why are you smiling for the first time today?

The great eunuch knelt on the ground, glanced up secretly, and suddenly became horrified.

As the slave who has stayed with His Majesty the longest, he naturally knows his master's unpredictable temperament.

Especially after waking up from a coma a year ago, it was even more daunting.

Now the corners of His Majesty's mouth turned up slightly. Although the arc was very small, the tenderness in his eyes was the real truth.

The master was in a very happy mood because there was a wild cat of unknown origin lying in his palm.

The emperor used his fingers to trace the hair along the kitten's back, and when his eyes touched the cat's somewhat deformed hind legs.

His face darkened.

"What happened?" There was anger in the deep voice.

It was very quiet in the imperial garden. Even the koi in the pond felt the emperor's power and stopped moving, remaining still.

The maid who had just thrown the feather duster saw His Majesty coming, as if she had seen someone supporting her, she quickly knelt down and began to scream about injustice vividly.

"Your Majesty, this wild cat is naughty and ungrateful. Its claws are very sharp. It has learned to hurt people before it is even a month old."

"A few days ago, the imperial concubine saw how pitifully thin the kitten was, so she kindly fed her some food. As a result, the little beast retaliated with a grudge and scratched out a wound on my mother-in-law."

"I am so angry that I want to teach it a lesson. Who would have thought that it would bump into the dragon's face and stain the dragon's robe. Since it ran away from Cheng'en Palace, I dare to beg for mercy for it. I hope your majesty will forgive you. ..."

As expected of someone who worked her way up from the bottom to the position of eldest palace maid, she passed all the responsibilities to a cat with just a few words.

He embellished himself with embarrassment and looked pitiful.

It was as if she was not the slave who wanted to beat the kitten to death with a stick just now.

In ancient times, bumping into an emperor and scratching a concubine was enough to kill a high-ranking slave, let alone an insignificant kitten.

Song Jiu's cat ears trembled, and he found that he had no way to refute, because what the palace maid said was the truth, and he had indeed violated the most noble person in the world.

It was obviously a bright sun and the weather was warm, but his body was shaking non-stop.

Song Jiu blinked his almond-like cat eyes and licked the stains on the emperor's palm clean with his tongue.

The barbed tongue traced across the palm, causing waves of numbness.

This feeling is amazing.

The emperor's phoenix eyes were very understanding and he didn't give the palace maid a look: "Really?"

The calm tone was a bit like the calm before the storm.

The palace maid was overjoyed.

Sure enough, His Majesty still has a place in his heart as a concubine.

She nodded quickly and gave an affirmative answer.

The emperor did not speak for a long time.

The eldest eunuch was hesitant and couldn't figure out his master's thoughts for a while.

Although the master's face looked bad and there were faint signs of anger, he did not stop comforting the kitten in his hands.

He is obviously very happy with the little guy in his palm.

But he had seen the maid across from her before. She was the personal maid next to the imperial concubine, and she was like a confidant.

The new emperor had only been on the throne for three years, so the harem was empty and the queen had not yet been canonized.

Looking at the entire harem, only the imperial concubine's pampered room is the most favored and the most powerful, temporarily in charge of the harem's Feng Yin.

Even though the emperor had never set foot in the harem after waking up from a coma, and had never favored any of his concubines, the eunuch was still not sure whether his master would favor the concubine as much as before.

He hesitated, not knowing what to do.

The emperor spoke first and broke the silence: "You mean this wild cat is from Cheng'en Palace?"

Maid: "Yes."

"You also inflicted the injury on its leg?"

"...Yes." The palace maid nodded hesitantly, feeling a bad pressure in her heart.

Sure enough, the emperor's aura suddenly cooled down, and cruelty surged in his eyes: "In that case..."

"Come here! Drag this offending slave down, beat him with a hundred big boards, and throw him out of the palace. He will never be allowed to enter the palace."

"To be so cruel to a little kitten, let alone a human being? A person with such a cruel heart is not worthy of living in the palace."

A normal man might not be able to survive a hundred blows. She, a palace maid with no martial arts skills, would probably run out of breath before the fight was over.

This sentence is undoubtedly a death sentence.

The palace maid's face was as pale as a dead person, and her eyes were filled with disbelief as she struggled to avoid the guards who were suppressing her.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! This slave is the concubine's maid. She has been with her for more than ten years. She has a very good relationship like a biological sister."

"This slave also feels sorry for the mistress's good intentions, which are not rewarded. She was hurt, so she will attack her and give her a small punishment."

"Your Majesty, spare my life, Your Majesty!"

The sound was miserable, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

She never imagined that after finally climbing to where she is today, she would lose all her efforts and lose her life because of a kitten.

She is not reconciled!

Staring at the little beast with hatred in his eyes, he wanted to tear it into pieces.

Just when the palace maid was in despair, a voice as clear and sweet as a lark came over. It was soft and frail, especially attracting the love of men.

"Your Majesty, please spare this poor personal maid of mine."