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

The emperor took the medicine and fell into a deep sleep. The kitten folded its tail and curled up beside him, guarding him and refusing to leave.

Manager Lin came in and saw this warm scene. Even though he couldn't bear to disturb them, he had to wake up the two masters.

When he stepped into the palace, Song Jiu was already awake. He opened his eyes and leaned over to lick the emperor's handsome face.

"Your Majesty, it's time for dinner." Manager Lin bent down and said with a low eyebrow.

The emperor propped himself up, his voice hoarse as if he had just woken up: "Push it away, I have no appetite."

He just vomited blood and how could he bear it without eating. Manager Lin wanted to persuade her a few more words, but seeing His Majesty's resolute attitude, he couldn't say anything else.

His eyes fell on the cat on the bed, and an idea struck him.

"Young master, are you hungry? I've asked the imperial kitchen to prepare your favorite braised fish. It's just waiting for you, young master." Manager Lin said and stretched out his hand, hoping that the cat would jump in and join him. go out.

The cat, however, avoided his movement and huddled quietly in the emperor's arms, not at all as lively and active as usual.

"Be obedient and go eat."

Seeing that the cat was indifferent, the emperor's sword eyebrows knitted together slightly, with a hint of a lesson, "Good boy, you will be hungry if you don't eat, be careful I spank you."

The kitten pretended not to hear, buried its head in the quilt, and refused to move.

There was a sigh of pity and helplessness in the air.

"There's really nothing we can do about you." The emperor compromised first, stood up, put on a coat, and sat down at the head of the banquet. He picked up the most tender fish with his jade chopsticks and fed it to the cat's mouth.

"Ah, how about I take as many bites as you want?"

The kitten's ears trembled slightly, and it finally reacted and was willing to eat the fish. The emperor ate a piece of fish with chopsticks. You took a bite and I took a bite. The plate of braised fish went into the stomachs of one person and one cat.

The emperor took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the cat's mouth, staring at the pair of blue cat eyes, thinking that if such a well-behaved cat left me, wouldn't it be bullied?

As expected, only the young master can involve His Majesty's emotions.

Manager Lin stood by and watched the interaction between the two masters. He was amazed. If it weren't for the snow-white fur, he would have thought that the young master was a goblin who could understand human speech.

His Majesty had eaten, which made him relieved, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Cats generally have a short lifespan, and they can only stay with you for a dozen years at most. His Majesty cherishes the cat more than himself. If he saw the cat leave the world forever, Mr. Lin could not even imagine how crazy the scene would be.

The imperial concubine was deprived of her title for plotting to murder the emperor and was thrown into the cold palace, where she would never be allowed to step out of the cold palace.

When the heavy door opened, it made a creaking sound, sharp and unpleasant, like the miserable screams of countless concubines who died unjustly.

It was obviously a hot day, but Ning Yuqing felt a complete chill coming from the cold palace, and her teeth were so cold that they couldn't stop chattering.

"The Imperial Concubine... No, it should be the little master. I'm sorry, little master. Look at this slave who always wants to go away. He just pokes the sad part of the little master. He deserves a beating!"

The entrance to Leng Palace.

The eunuch who led the way slapped himself in the face moderately. After the slap, he bent over with a smile and stretched his arms towards the cold palace: "I won't accompany the young master in, please do it yourself."

Before Ning Yuqing could say anything, the eunuch turned around and left.

A fallen phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken.

Losing the title of imperial concubine and being sent to a remote cold palace meant being completely cut off from glory and wealth. The Cold Palace is the furthest away from the emperor's palace. Once you enter this ghostly place, there is basically no chance of regaining your favor.

All that was waiting for was the word 'death'.

Ning Yuqing wanted to tear the dog slave's arrogant face to pieces. He picked up the dusty baggage on the ground and walked in bitterly.

When he was still a noble concubine, he acted in a high-profile and domineering manner. Now that he is in trouble, there is no one around him who is willing to take care of him.

Because no one had cleaned it for a long time, the floor of the cold palace was covered with a thick layer of dead branches and leaves, and spider webs could be seen everywhere under the eaves.

The wind blew through the window, making a whistling sound like a ghost howling.

Ning Yuqing was startled by the sound. He cursed and left in a hurry.

Under the influence of the monk's special medicine, the emperor's complexion improved visibly to the naked eye, and he seemed to have recovered.

Of course, at least in the eyes of others.

The weather this year was extremely hot, and Song Jiu stayed close to the ice basin, listless.

His thick snow-white hair tightly wrapped the heat in his body, and he was almost melting from the heat. The ice cubes were replaced with new ones every few hours, but Song Jiu felt that it was still not cool enough.

His heart was so hot that he was about to cry.

I wish I could shave all the fur on my body.

The emperor naturally noticed the kitten's depressed mood, so he took the cat to the summer resort to escape the heat the next day.

This summer resort is not owned by the royal family. As long as you are willing to spend money, you can come in and enjoy the refreshing summer. Therefore, there are not many palace people accompanying you for this trip incognito.

The villa is built on a mountain, in a shady location and surrounded by dense woods. A large expanse of green water reflects dazzling light in the sun. The room is warm in winter and cool in summer. It is indeed a good place to escape the summer heat.

Song Jiu squatted on a stone pillar by the lake, feeling the cool breeze blowing against his face. He squinted his eyes in comfort.

"Do you still have the best summer room here?" The slightly changed emperor asked in a deep voice. With a wave of his hand, the servants behind him placed a brocade box on the table.

The person who received them was a stout, middle-aged man with a round belly. He opened the box, and when he saw the rows of gold, his old face almost broke out in laughter.

"Yes, yes! Of course there is, please come over here!"

The man in front of him was handsome, with extraordinary bearing, and very generous. He thought that there was a wealthy God of Wealth here, and he must serve him well.

The middle-aged shopkeeper hurriedly bent down to guide the group inside and handed them over to another person. He solemnly told them that this was an honored guest and should not be neglected.

"Dad, who is the man who was leading just now? He is very handsome. I wonder if he is married." Seeing the group of people disappear behind the curtain, a flower-like woman in pink clothes came out of the darkness.

She looked in that direction and refused to take it back. She was obviously obsessed with the majestic man just now and was moved by her love.

The woman in pink clothes had seen so many powerful officials in the villa, but none of them were so handsome. Just standing there was the focus of the audience.

It was hard for her not to be moved.

"My dear daughter, please take it easy. That man has a majestic appearance and an aura that is both intimidating and angry. He looks like a big shot and is not someone you can control." The middle-aged shopkeeper took his precious daughter's hand and spoke earnestly. Instructed.

He clearly knew how much his daughter weighed, and could not control the heart of an older man who had been in a high position for a long time.

Hearing this, the woman in pink bit her lip, with a bit of unwillingness on her pretty face.