I wish for a long time

Lingnan Valley.

The wind blew over the gravel and grass, rolled up the tattered robes, and the colorful moss was lavender, old and ancient.

A snow-white little guy lay quietly on the wet grass in front of the monument, breathing shallowly.

The sun pierced through the clouds and sprinkled on her fur, giving off a golden luster.

The little guy woke up from the sun, opened his sleepy eyes, and stretched himself.

As if seeing his own white paws, the little guy paused and let out a low cry.

Mo Wan still didn't accept her current appearance.

In the past, she was so beautiful when she was black and shiny, but now she is as white as a puppy.

She sat slumped in front of the stone tablet, flicking her big fluffy tail once and for all, sighing.

If it wasn't for that little girl who was crying all day long, she wouldn't lose all her spiritual power and become what she is now.

Although she is a black raccoon with superb skills, she is only limited to defending herself and being handsome. She really doesn't have many lives to lose by tearing up time and space like this one after another.

Usually, every time she helped that bastard, she had to hide and rest for a few days before returning to normal, but this time she was completely overdrawn and returned to her original form.

As she spoke, she picked up two pink and tender meat pads and covered her entire face.

People... Bah, cats just can't be kind, and now their own life and death have become a problem.

"What a beautiful cat."

Mo Wan took his hand away in a daze, and watched himself suddenly soar into the air. After being stunned for three seconds, he began to kick his claws frantically.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I can't even hear human footsteps, this is the end of it.

"Don't be fierce."

The voice was cold and clear, pressing her head with his fingertips, and hugging her in his arms.

Mo Wan couldn't feel the ferocious aura from Orion, she stopped struggling and began to try how to escape.

"Furong cake, do you want to eat?"

Mowan looked at the emerald green pastry that suddenly appeared in front of him, and the little paws that were quietly pawing stopped.

She won't say that she has been hungry for several days.

With her current low level of spiritual power, even walking is a problem, let alone hunting.

This is the tragic consequence of failing to calculate the output power and self-righteously thinking that you can do it.

"Are you yourself too?"

The ink pill landed on the lake-blue skirt, feeling the smooth and fine texture of the satin on the pads of the flesh, and was a little dazed for a while.

"Then follow me."

Mo Wan: "?"

Who wants to follow you? Is there something wrong?

She reacted and began to scratch the skirt under her body one after another, but was mistaken for being hungry. The woman chuckled lightly, picked the fur grass on the side, and swept it at the tip of her nose.

Mowan surrendered while crying.

Wuwu, this woman is so hateful, she strangled her life to death.

She rolled over and turned her back to the sky. When she saw the woman's face, the cat's face froze.

She suddenly had the desire to run away again.

"Hiss, why does it look familiar?"

The woman blinked her starry eyes, frowned slightly, and stared at the dodging cat face.

A cat that was similar to it but with a completely opposite coat color appeared in his mind——

"Brother Jin'er, don't be sad, please, Sheng'er will show you."

A girl in a blue skirt squatted in front of a boy in plain clothes, carefully tugging at his cuffs.

The boy was exceptionally handsome, raised his head, his eyes were red.

"I'm fine, Sheng'er."

Lin Shijin grinned, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, making her look extremely pitiful.

Xiao Chusheng pouted and thought for a while, then stood up and hugged the person in front of him.

"Brother Jin'er's father is gone, but Sheng'er still has it. Can Sheng'er lend you his father?"

Lin Shijin sniffled, looked down at the mahogany sword in his hand, and said sullenly, "Sheng'er's father is the emperor, so he can't be my father."

Little Chu Sheng thought for a while, then suddenly jumped up, "Then Brother Jin'er and Sheng'er get married in the future, so he can call Father Huang Daddy."

Lin Shijin smiled through his tears, and pushed her, "Let Concubine Qing hear about it, and it's time to punish you again."

But Xiao Chusheng didn't take it seriously, and said happily: "Brother Jin'er laughed, and you can't be unhappy anymore."

Then she lowered her head and whispered in Lin Shijin's ear, "There are only the two of us here. The concubine mother will not know. This is our secret."

Lin Shijin tilted his head and pointed at Hei Tuanzi next to him, "What about it?"

"It's a cat!"

"Cats may also speak human language, like... ouch~~"

"Brother Jin'er, don't chase me..."

"Ow~"

Slowly returning to his thoughts, Chu Sheng looked at the snow-white kitten in front of him, bent his lips and said, "You and I are destined, so let's be companions."

Mowan's claws of refusal had already been lifted up, but when she saw the tears in the woman's eyes, she softened her heart.

"Do you have a name?" the woman in front of her suddenly asked.

Mo Wan was stunned: "?"

"It's so soft, let's call it Bai Xuan."

"??"

"Don't you like to eat hibiscus cake?"

"..."

"But I only have one cabbage left here."

"!!!"

……

Zhengyuan 35 years, spring.

The matchmaker Nanny Zhang once again stepped into the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion with a stern face.

This time, it was still the Prime Minister who personally received him.

"Prime Minister Xue, this... this is the roster of all the sons and lords who intend to propose marriage to you in the past six months... you, please read it..."

The person sitting on the seat was dressed in a purple official robe, and the black silk was made into a cloud bun. His snow-white skin was hidden in the wide robe, and he was writing something quickly with his outstretched jade hand.

Mammy Zhang felt uneasy in her heart.

If it wasn't for the generous reward, she wouldn't come here even if she was killed.

Who doesn't know that the current Prime Minister, the former Minister of Rites, is a good Tai Chi player.

All the mothers and mothers who came to the door left the Prime Minister's Mansion without shame and red faces, and immediately pushed back all the orders about marriage proposals from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Only myself, still lingering.

The person in the seat finally put down his pen, and Madam Zhang let out a sigh of relief.

The man raised his head, looked at her and suddenly smiled.

Nanny Zhang's heart jumped again in an instant.

"Mother Zhang, how are you doing recently?"

Nanny Zhang was terrified: "Okay...it's okay..."

"Master Ling is about to take the children's test?"

"Is the tuition enough?"

"My son is sixteen, is he married?"

Nanny Zhang's heart skipped a beat.

She's here, she's here, and she's here with a life-threatening triple-question!

This prime minister is diligent and thrifty in politics, and loves the people like a child, but she is not a master who can be manipulated by others. Whenever she talks about matchmaking, she will have a gentle smile on her face, and her words will hit people's hearts.

"That... Lord Prime Minister, I have something else to do, old lady, so I won't bother you. Next time I'll save half a year... no, one year, and I'll come to you again!"

After finishing speaking, Nanny Zhang saluted in a hurry, didn't even bother to take a sip of tea, sat for only a stick of incense, and ran away with her skirt in her hands.

Xue Yuning looked at Nanny Zhang's fleeing back with amused expression, and lightly rubbed a small thing of eosin on her fingers.

The brocade thread on the top is coiled and lingering, tight in the middle and stretched around the outside. A long tassel hangs down along the folds on the table, facing the setting sun, glowing with a faint red light.

Xue Yuning looked down at the pendant in his hand, without the white jade flute, it looked very beautiful when he looked at it alone.

She raised her head and looked out of the window where the sun was shining in the sky, and she suddenly smiled.

Chu Xun, are you satisfied?

……

In the 38th year of Zhengyuan, winter.

It was another year of biting cold wind and heavy snow outside the house. Chu Shishen wrapped his robe tightly and pulled in the stove in front of him.

"Zaiyang, do the math, how long has Zhenyuan Hou been gone."

Zai Yang was dressed in a dark red patterned silver robe and soft armor. He frowned and thought for a moment, "Eight years."

Chu Shishen looked at the snow falling outside the door, and sighed slightly: "It's been eight years."

He suddenly smiled, and the two mustaches on his lips turned up, "Why do I feel that it was yesterday that he and I robbed grilled fish?"

Zai Yang froze for a moment, then stood quietly by the table without speaking.

"And that time when he returned to Beijing to reinstate his post, what, I was so short of three applications and five orders to tie him up, it was too much."

"By the way, there is also the position of the crown prince and tutor. He took three years of salary for nothing. As a result, the crown prince hadn't been taught by me for a day. When he was good, he turned his head and died."

Chu Shishen clapped his hands, "Are you angry?"

Zai Yang frowned and nodded, "It's a little bit."

Chu Shishen was lying on the soft couch, silent for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Is the young son of Zhenyuan Hou's family turning twelve this year?"

Zai Yang nodded, "I just passed my birthday not long ago, so I'm fifteen years old."

When Chu Shishen listened, he couldn't help feeling a little emotional, "It's already fifteen, she's a big girl."

Zai Yang asked hesitantly: "Your Majesty is not going to marry her, is it?"

Chu Shishen looked like he had seen a ghost: "Zaiyang, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Zai Yang froze for a moment, raised his right hand slightly, "Then..."

Chu Shishen gave him a sideways glance, "That little bastard, let alone me, even if her father Lin Shijin crawled out of the ground, she wouldn't necessarily listen."

Zaiyang: "..."

"Speaking of which, Chi'er is also in the teens this year?"

"Your Majesty, Thirteen."

"Oh yes, thirteen."

"Your Majesty, it's hard to imagine..."

Chu Shishen hastily interrupted, "Chi'er's temperament is getting colder and colder now, I dare not propose marriage to her casually, if it offends her, it will be no better than that bastard."

As he spoke, he stood up and stretched his arms, "I'm just waiting for Jun'er to grow up and become the Supreme Emperor."

Zaiyang pursed his lips, and had no way to deal with the emperor who was becoming more and more "unprogressive".

At this moment, a little eunuch ran into the palace gate in a panic, and knelt down in front of Chu Shishen with a plop.

Chu Shishen was suddenly shivered by the air-conditioning he brought, he quickly covered Tang Pozi in his hand, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his expression was displeased:

"Why so panic?"

The little eunuch kowtowed tremblingly, raised his face flushed with cold, and said in a mournful voice:

"Return to Your Majesty, Prime Minister Xue...Prime Minister Xue died this morning... in the residence!"

"Boom—" Mrs. Tang fell to the ground, and the red-hot coals splashed all over the ground in an instant.

The author has something to say: Alright, the knife is done, the next chapter is over, let's meet at eleven o'clock, see you~