The Disabled Tyrant's Pet Palm Fish [Transmigration]

Li Yu took advantage of King Jing's going out and changed into a young man's figure.

This was the first time he used the transformation skill outside the system to transform, and it was inevitable that his heart would be agitated, but he knew very well that he had very urgent matters to do, so he had to suppress all his excitement.

After turning back into a human form, he still has no clothes on, but it’s nothing. Li Yu took out a new set of underwear and dirty pants from the closet and put them on. For other things, before he can finish writing the letter to Ye Qinghuan, he can just wear it casually.

After putting on his clothes, Li Yu rolled up the cuffs of his still long underwear, revealing his fair forearms.He carefully looked at the furnishings on the table and case. King Jing's ready-made pens and inks were all there, but he couldn't use them rashly. If King Jing found out that there were traces left, all previous efforts would be wasted.

Li Yu thought for a while when he was usually bored. He had seen how the servant in charge of tidying up the house put it away. He walked to the Babao grid from memory, and opened the drawer embedded in the middle grid. Inside were spare pens and ink. .From the inside, Li Yu took out a brush, a stack of rice paper, and a half-new ink stick.

In ancient times, one had to grind ink first, and ink was ground from ink ingots. Li Yu had seen Jing Wang grind ink, and it was easy to draw gourds in the same way, but he couldn't find other inkstones, and he couldn't directly use the square inkstone on the table. It belongs to King Jing, and the inkstone is clean... If the ink has been ground, it will be too obvious.

Li Yu curled his lips, picked one out of the teacups on the ground, and used it as an inkstone for the time being. The clear water began to rub the ink.

He had never done this job before, and he didn't know how to grind it until it was suitable. He felt that the water had turned black, so he stopped and dipped his pen into some ink.

Li Yu rested his chin, held a pen, and thought about how to organize the language. He temporarily wrote down a lot of words from King Jing's book, but there were still some he couldn't write. King Jing's book is not an encyclopedia dictionary. A fish has to sneak around It's also hard to find the words you want.

... Forget it, even if you can't write some characters or write them wrong, as long as Ye Shizi can comprehend them, it will be fine.

Thinking of this, Li Yu picked up his pen and began to write the letter. He wrote a few sheets as drafts and revised them again and again. I made a simple envelope out of another piece of paper and stuffed it in.

After writing the letter, just find a way to send it to Ye Qinghuan.

Li Yu put the written letter in the portable space for temporary storage, wiped off the pen, then put the pen, ink and paper back to their original positions, and wiped over the table and case he had leaned over.

Wasted drafts should not be thrown away, they always have to be disposed of. Li Yu hesitated between burning and eating the paper. The paper was really unpalatable. He was also afraid that King Jing would feel something strange when he touched the fish's belly again, so he set off the paper. He opened the lid of an incense burner in the room.

After everything was properly disposed of, the pit fish system also started counting down. Li Yu quickly took off all the clothes on his body and mixed them into the pile of clothes worn by King Jing. Later, a servant would come to take them away and clean them, and nothing would happen. left behind.

... He felt that he was so smart and capable that he could be a spy.

When King Jing returned to the room, Little Liyu was already sleeping soundly on the white stone bed. King Jing felt that something was wrong when he stepped over the threshold.

He took a look at his fish first. The little fish was lying quietly on the white stone. King Jing wanted to go over to check immediately, but the fish suddenly spit out a bubble. King Jing: "..."

The fish was fine, King Jing walked around the room slowly, and finally found out what was wrong.

The incense burner in his house seemed to have burned something, but it was not the smell of burning incense.

King Jing opened the censer, but found no foreign objects, but accidentally scattered some ash on the ground outside the censer.

King Jing: "..."

Unless necessary, King Jing does not allow others to enter and leave his room at will, and the servants of King Jing's mansion will definitely not do this.

It seems that someone did come, burned something in the incense burner, and most likely did other things.

King Jing went to find Wang Xi and ordered Wang Xi to investigate thoroughly.

Wang Xi quickly checked the things in the house. One of the writing brushes stored in a drawer was missing for unknown reasons, a stack of rice paper was missing, and half of the ink sticks were missing.

King Jing's face darkened. The thief who escaped last time has not been found yet. Is this another thief?

The servant in charge of the laundry was about to take away the clothes King Jing had replaced and wash them. Wang Xi stopped him for the sake of caution, and also turned over the clothes. Suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Your Highness, look..."

Wang Xi quickly pulled out an inner garment from his clothes. The sleeves of this inner garment were folded up, and there were still many ink stains on it.

King Jing recalled that he hadn't splashed ink on his inner coat recently, and the coat fit him well, so there was no need to roll up the sleeves.

... It's the inner garment again. Is the thief having trouble with his clothes?

I'm afraid not.

"Your Highness, this old slave thinks of the one who escaped by swimming last time." Wang Xi reminded King Jing softly.

King Jing nodded. He also felt that there would be no such a coincidence. He was afraid that it was the same person. The thief who escaped last time could not be caught and turned back again.

What is this thief trying to do?

A smile flashed across King Jing's mind.

In fact, in his heart, he still didn't quite believe that the young man who looked so refreshing would be the thief who stole his clothes several times.

And why steal his fish?

Reasons such as being kicked out by the main room and venting anger are a bit far-fetched.

King Jing felt that there seemed to be a huge secret hidden in this young man, but he hadn't been able to discover it yet.

But no matter what, he will never let the other party take away his fish at will.

King Jing secretly ordered Wang Xi to double the number of guards, and the manpower to catch thieves also increased.

Little carp fell into a drowsy sleep, not knowing that because of his single action, many troubles had occurred in Prince Jing's mansion.

He was sleeping on his side facing the fish tank, but he accidentally turned over and faced King Jing.

King Jing and Wang Xi saw a long black mark on the body of the fish, which had not yet been soaked in water.

Wang Xi was shocked. After asking King Jing for instructions, he quickly fished out the small fish, wiped it, and found that the fish was covered with ink. King Jing: "..."

"Your Highness, look!" A servant also came over with a teacup to ask for instructions.

For some reason, this teacup was not filled with clear water, but with some ink.

Why ink again?

From the ink-stained coat that Wang Xi found, King Jing saw a teacup filled with ink, a bad writing brush, some used ink ingots, missing rice paper, and a touched incense burner.

... That person should have used a teacup as an inkstone in his room, used pen and ink to write something, and then burned something in the incense burner.

As for the ink on the little fish...

King Jing was also wondering how Mo rubbed against the fish.

When Li Yu was brought out by Wang Xi, he was still dazed and staring. The servant found the teacup containing ink, King Jing was looking at the ink marks on his body, and Li Yu woke up with a jerk.

Fuck, he was negligent. He didn't notice that his hands were stained with ink, and he accidentally wiped it on his body. After the tea cup was used, he put it on the spot and forgot to pour out the ink first. What a wise man! A fish is bound to miss something.

King Jing might start to doubt him soon, Li Yu muttered silently that he would never become a master, and immediately broke away from Wang Xi, bravely jumped into the teacup with some ink, pretended to be very excited and liked it, and thumped a few times Dye yourself blacker than a cuttlefish.

King Jing has been splashed by fish countless times, and he has a lot of experience. Almost as soon as the fish raised its tail, he knew something was wrong, so he decisively raised his sleeve to cover it, and blocked most of the ink splashes.

Even so, King Jing's sleeves were still visibly blackened to the naked eye, and Wang Xi who was beside him didn't react so quickly, and there were many ink spots on his face.

"...Master Xiaoyu is really interested."

Wang Xi sneered to smooth things over, and took out his handkerchief to wipe his face.King Jing was expressionless. It was obvious where the ink on the fish's body came from.

——Couldn’t it be that this fish made it for fun!

Facing King Jing's eyes about to kill the fish, Li Yu continued to show off shamelessly in the image of a cuttlefish, and finally held down the crumbling vest again.

Now that the letter is finished, you should consider sending it out. Li Yu thought about sending it in a gift during the holidays, when the two governments reciprocate. I can see the letter, so try my best to take action when Ye Qinghuan comes to King Jing's Mansion.

Fortunately, Ye Shizi thought that a pet dog is not as good as a fish, so he brought his pet dog to visit again not long after.

This time, Ye Shizi brought a golden ball with him. He threw the golden ball far away, and Xiongfeng was able to catch the ball back to him immediately.

"No matter how clever a fish is, it is not as good as a dog." Ye Shizi felt that King Jing must have nothing to say.

King Jing glanced at Ye Qinghuan sympathetically, and motioned Ye Shizi to go to the fish tank to have a look.

Ye Shizi looked at it. At first, he didn't see anything except a pile of gems. After a while, he saw King Jing's little fish swimming over leisurely, stacking up the gems, and then holding an aquamarine on his tail Throw it and knock out the whole pile of gems.

Can King Jing's fish still play tricks like this?

Ye Shizi was so jealous that his eyeballs would pop out: he lost again.

Xiongfeng was so excited when he saw this, he wagged his tail wildly without principle, as if he was cheering for the fish in the fish tank.

Li Yu swam over, across the wall of the crystal tank, he was not too afraid of Xiongfeng, and boldly swung his tail towards Xiongfeng, teasing Xiongfeng.

Xiongfeng became more energetic, trotting back and forth in front of the crystal fish tank, as if he really wanted to jump in and play with the fish.

Ye Qinghuan: "..."

Help, Ye Qinghuan felt a little dizzy and urgently needed to rest, so Wang Xi helped her out.

But Xiongfeng still stayed in the house, looking at the little carp expectantly.

It stretched out the tip of its nose again and again, trying to smell him, but every time it could only touch the cold crystal.

Xiongfeng was so anxious that he barked a few times.

Li Yu's eyes lit up, if it's just him and Xiongfeng... maybe he can take advantage of this opportunity.

Xiongfeng, for your master, come and be a messenger!

Ye Shizi was dizzy and rested for a while, and when he turned his head, half of his pet dog Xiongfeng's hair was wet, with a white envelope in his mouth, and he was picking at his trouser leg.

what is this?

Ye Shizi was shocked, and pulled the letter out of Xiongfeng's mouth.