A kitten dressed as an empress

Zhao Yao rested her fingertips on the window, and looked at the little milk cat lying on her back. Although she poked her head out, the overly fluffy hair was stretched out, making it look extra round.

I haven't seen her for a few months, and I didn't expect her to be much fatter than when she was recovering from her injuries last winter.

It is still not tall but only fleshy, but now it looks more like a bulging little fur ball.

It's just that the color was so ugly that Zhao Yao couldn't stand it, so she reached out and grabbed the little milk cat by the back of the neck and walked towards the inner bath.

"Meow!" The little milk cat wailed non-stop, and was thrown into a wooden basin filled with water.

Zhao Yao looked at the little milk cat sitting in the tub, and saw that the originally clear water gradually changed color.

The little milk cat poked its head and looked over, but it was peaceful and did not make any more noise. Its little paws stepped on the water to smooth out its hair.

Wen Ruyan didn't understand it at first, but when he saw his big face on the water that had already melted, he was almost taken aback.

This makeup is really ugly.

Wen Ruyan, who couldn't even look down on herself, probably guessed that she had been exposed.

But Zhao Yao who was standing on the side didn't say a word, turned around and walked out of the room coldly.

Although I don't quite understand Zhao Yao's thoughts, but since I didn't lose my temper, it should be fine, right?

Wen Ruyan, who comforted himself in his heart, soaked in the tub alone to freshen up, and the fluffy hair shrank by half when it got wet.

The little milk cat that came out of the tub rolled aside with a large handkerchief to wipe off the water, and then slowly walked to the bronze mirror on the side to have a look.

I saw a light pink little milk cat lying in front of the bronze mirror to admire its beauty.

Wen Ruyan turned round and round, confirming that she had become a Pinkcat.

This pink and tender color is really girly!

Zhao Yao in the outside room hadn't seen the little milk cat come out for a long time, worried that she would sneak out again, and was about to get up when she heard the sound of bead curtains colliding.

I saw a pink kitten with too long hair approaching with its head poking around.

Zhao Yao carefully looked at the amber eyes, and just now recognized that it was the little milk cat with pure white hair.

Wen Ruyan jumped onto the low couch with a guilty conscience, waiting for the opponent's fierce fire attack.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't even look at him, just looked at the memorial in his hand, and hardly spoke.

Is this a new routine?

She could clearly see that the color of the juice was intentionally applied on her body, why did Zhao Yao feel like she didn't recognize herself?

The little milk cat stared at it motionless, Zhao Yao stretched out her hand to pick up the tea cup and sipped her saliva, but she still didn't look at her.

Originally, she was angry, but it was hard to find her. If she was threatened, maybe she would rather die than stay in the palace.

Zhao Yao put down the teacup, looked at the obedient little milk cat sitting across from her, and thought that since she wanted to pretend, then she wouldn't expose it. Anyway, the future is long, and there is always a way to make her obedient.

With four eyes facing each other, the little milk cat looked away guiltily, and slowly lay on the other end of the low table, trying to keep a safe distance.

Wen Ruyan inexplicably felt that the look in his eyes was not very friendly just now, and he was very flustered.

Logically speaking, Zhao Yao is a cunning person, so she shouldn't fail to recognize herself.

But now it seems that there is nothing wrong with the behavior, it is completely like treating an ordinary kitten.

One person and one cat looked at each other speechlessly, having dinner at night, Chunyue looked at the little pink milk cat sitting slumped against the wall, with its fluffy head hanging down as if dozing off.

It was clearly an ugly cat during the day, but why did it suddenly turn into a little milk cat with pink hair?

Chunyue looked at it a few more times, but unexpectedly the kitten made a low purring sound, and fell down on the low table in a big fluffy ball.

Such movements did not affect the sleeping kitten at all. Its pink paws hugged its tail tightly and curled up into a ball. Its little head was buried in the fluffy fur and it was almost impossible to find it.

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Yao frowned slightly.

"Your Majesty, calm down." Chunyue hurriedly came to her senses, prepared the dishes, and when she was about to serve them, she was kicked out.

Zhao Yao said coldly, "Go out."

Chunyue stiffly put down the wooden chopsticks, and when she got up slowly and was about to exit the inner hall, she said hesitantly, "Your Majesty, why don't you let the servants take care of the kitten's meals?"

"No need." Zhao Yao frowned and refused.

When the bead curtain in the inner hall sounded and the sound of footsteps disappeared, Zhao Yao just got up and walked to the low table.

There was still no movement in the fluffy ball, Zhao Yao wanted to ask her to eat, but when she remembered what she said during the dispute, she felt annoyed again.

Who do you think cares about this palace? Even if I die, I won't accompany you in this ghostly place like a coffin.

So she would rather die than stay with me in the palace.

The more she thought about it, the more annoyed Zhao Yao turned and left. After hastily eating dinner, the palace servants removed the dishes and pastries from the palace one by one.

When it was completely dark outside, Wen Ruyan regained her nature as a night owl, and when she woke up in a daze, her stomach growled violently.

But there was nothing to eat on the low table, not even the usual pastries were gone.

The little milk cat poked her head and looked around in a daze. Since she woke up, she found that Zhao Yao was sitting on the other side of the low couch with a book in her hand, quietly observing the movement.

"Meow..." The little milk cat stepped on the soft low couch and approached cautiously, its sleepy eyes narrowed slightly, looking very pitiful.

If there is no food, the cat will starve to death!

Wen Ruyan tentatively reached out her pink paws and tugged at Zhao Yao's hanging sleeves, calling out, "Meow."

But Zhao Yao didn't even look at it, she pressed her fluffy head with a palm.

The little milk cat lay beside her hand, there was no room for escape, so she could only softly call out: "Meow."

very hungry.

She had already made up her mind to punish her, but after a while, her palm suddenly stopped moving, and Zhao Yao thought it was because she had done too much and hurriedly let go.

I saw that pink little milk cat just slumped in the palm of the hand, a pink and tender ball, looking very cute.

Zhao Yao fiddled with the fluffy ball with her fingertips, and said with her thin lips, "Hungry?"

"Meow!" Those big eyes blinked brightly, and the little tail wagged non-stop, not as weak as before.

At this moment, Wen Ruyan completely forgot the dignity of being a human being.

Chunyue was already preparing to rest, but unexpectedly, the Empress suddenly ordered to prepare some food, so she hurriedly got up and came with fresh and tender fish soup and chicken.

The kitten was lying on the desk, with its fluffy head buried in the porcelain plate drinking fish soup.

Unexpectedly, this little guy was quite loved by the Empress.

Seeing Chunyue leave the inner hall, Zhao Yao shifted her gaze from the memorial to the little milk cat.

I have never seen anyone who loves meat more than her, and a large plate of chicken has bottomed out in the blink of an eye.

The little milk cat stretched its front paws lazily, lying on its back on the desk extremely comfortably, and its small tail casually landed on a corner of the memorial.

Zhao Yao reached out to pick up the approaching memorial, avoiding being messed up by her.

After a period of time like this, the rain in the spring still hasn't stopped, and the little milk cat is lying on the window to be lazy.

I haven't trimmed my hair for several months, and now it has grown a lot.

The interior of Yuqing Palace is mostly dark, and this pink ball is particularly conspicuous. Zhao Yao is sitting on a low couch by the window, holding a book in one hand, and lightly reaching for the wagging little tail with the other hand.

The little milk cat turned its head this way, its amber eyes blinked lightly, it just looked curiously without making a sound.

Zhao Yao rubbed her head with the palm of her hand, and fiddled with her fingertips to remove the pink hair that blocked her eyes.

"Meow." The little milk cat seemed to be in a good mood and behaved extremely obediently.

The rain in spring is a bit cool, mixed with the wind, it floats into the house, and even the hair of the little milk cat is a little wet.

The breeze shakes the wind chimes hanging by the window, jingling, which attracts the little milk cat's attention.

The little milk cat left from the palm, leaned up slightly, stood only supported by its hind paws, and tried to fiddle with the shaking wind chimes with its two pink front paws.

The clumsy movements made Zhao Yao want to laugh, but the little milk cat was not discouraged at all, tremblingly trying to jump with its hind paws.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, the fluffy hair was blown by the wind, and even the sight was blocked.

The little milk cat thumped and landed on the ground with its head thumping, and immediately cried out pitifully a few times.

Probably because of the severe pain, he hugged his head with his two front paws, and couldn't stand up for a long time.

Zhao Yao raised her hand to embrace the little milk cat, pinching the soft but also extremely elastic paws with her fingertips.

Because of the cover of the hair, Zhao Yao couldn't see anything, but the little milk cat fell into her arms in pain and whined, so she stretched out her hands and rubbed her head in cooperation.

"It's stupid."

Zhao Yao's eyes were full of smiles, but the strength of her fingertips was extremely light.

This fall actually hurt enough, and my head hit the low table with a bang, it took Wen Ruyan a while to recover.

"Meow?" Because they were so close, Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao tentatively, wondering if she really didn't see him?

Zhao Yao didn't stop moving her fingertips, and when she saw the little milk cat approaching suddenly, she stared straight at her eyes.

It was already a little close, but now it was only one index finger away. Zhao Yao pursed her thin lips, and then stretched out her hand and flicked the fluffy head.

The little milk cat looked at it with sad eyes, and called out softly: "Meow."

It's only been a few months, Zhao Yao actually forgot about herself, how heartless it is!

The little milk cat blinked from Zhao Yao's arms, and seemed to be perched on the window sill in a depressed mood, the rain outside was dripping non-stop.

Zhao Yao poked that soft face with her fingertips, but she didn't get any response.

The strength of the flick just now, Zhao Yao is already extremely light.

Finally, when the rain stopped in the afternoon, a rainbow appeared in the distance. Wen Ruyan, who was originally in a daze, poked his head to look around in surprise, and hurriedly turned around and bit the sleeve of the sleeve hanging by the window.

Zhao Yao, who was reading a book, turned her head to look at the little milk cat who suddenly ignored her.

I saw a long rainbow faintly emerging from the eaves of the palace in the distance.

So she wasn't angry.

Zhao Yao withdrew her thoughts, blinked at the little milk cat, and played with the little ears hidden in the fur with her fingertips.

The little milk cat looked sideways at the long rainbow, as if it had discovered something interesting, and its drooping little tail was also wagging non-stop.

Together with Zhao Yao's hand resting on her head, she didn't resist much.

In the evening, the sky is full of gorgeous sunset glow, and the little milk cat is lying on the window sill and sleeping soundly. It was originally pink and tender, but because of the smudge of the sunset glow, it seems to be dyed a fiery red color.

Zhao Yao stretched out her hands to pinch the chubby cheeks with her fingers crooked by the wind, but the little milk cat didn't respond, her pink nose slightly loosened and made a low "purring" sound.

Touching the furry head with her fingertips, Zhao Yao lifted the fluffy head from her forehead and found a slightly red and swollen place.

Usually when cats and dogs fall, they will use their paws to exert force, but she is the only one who lands on the ground with her head every time.

Zhao Yao didn't know whether to laugh at her for being stupid or for being stupid.

The three-year southern imperial examination was supposed to be held last year, but it was postponed due to the turmoil.

Last year, the ministers proposed to collect taxes, and the court postponed the collection in the next year. Now that the imperial examinations are concerned, the ministers have their own plans, and they will not be idle.

In the past, Taishi Song was the one who set the questions and also served as the chief examiner, but now most of the officials in the Manchu Dynasty are students of the Song family.

Zhao Yao wanted to curb Song Taishi's influence, so she also participated in the review of the palace examination, so as to test whether she had real talents and real learning.

However, the candidates who participated in the palace examination are already on the list, and this is just a slight adjustment of the ranking.

Among the thirty candidates, the written papers were tested first, and Zhao Yao asked the female officer to collect the papers and review them in person, and after two days, the top three were called to the palace for an interview.

A total of thirty answer sheets, Zhao Yao read alone until late at night, the little milk cat was extremely noisy at night, playing around chasing the red pearl by herself.

"Meow?" Wen Ruyan was tired from playing, and climbed onto the desk to look at the stack of answer sheets.

Although there are many characters I don't know, but these characters are really neat.

Zhao Yao finally went through all the answer sheets and picked out the top three candidates among them.

The little milk cat was lying on the side at some point, sniffing one of the answer sheets curiously, and then crawled towards the other answer sheets.

"Don't make trouble." Zhao Yao stretched out her hand to hold down that fluffy little head.

These answer sheets still need to be reviewed by Grand Master Song. After all, the foundation of the throne is not stable now, and the top three also need to be approved by Grand Master Song.

"Meow!" The little milk cat looked at Zhao Yao sadly, its pink paws hugged Zhao Yao's arm, and bit it a few times as if to vent its anger.

But the strength was pitiful, Zhao Yao gently rubbed the fleshy cheeks with her fingertips and said, "These are the answer sheets of the imperial examination candidates, which are very important."

Wen Ruyan turned his head to look at the large stack of answer sheets, and felt that some of them had a strange taste.

"Meow." The little milk cat broke free from the palm, pulled away the answer sheet with its small paws, opened its mouth to bite a few, and put them on the desk.

That's right, the paper smell of these answer sheets is very strange.

Zhao Yao looked at the little milk cat and several answer sheets, and looked at these answer sheets very puzzled.

I saw that four of them were the children of the Wang and Zhou families. Although they belonged to the family of military generals, the articles were not bad.

Chunyue stood outside the inner hall and said, "Your Majesty, it's time to be ugly."

"I see." Zhao Yao stretched out her hand to collect the answer sheets, and when she was about to put them in order, she stopped suddenly.

The little milk cat on the side was fascinated by these answer sheets, and approached enthusiastically.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Zhao Yao hurriedly stretched out her hand to hold the little milk cat's head and said, "What's wrong with you?"

In fact, Wen Ruyan couldn't tell, but she was inexplicably addicted to this smell.

Fortunately, the little milk cat is still a little sane. Zhao Yao rearranged the answer sheet, and when she touched the paper lightly with her fingertips, she suddenly noticed something abnormal.

The little milk cat leaned forward, wagging its tail non-stop, Zhao Yao picked up one of the answer sheets and sniffed it carefully.

This is a very common fruit in southern China. It is called Zilin. When the fruit is ground into powder, the ink can be covered up. Only by applying its flower juice can the characters be displayed.

Its fruit is tasteless, but its flowers have a faint fragrance. For cats, it is as attractive as bluebells, so cats will like it very much.

No wonder the little milk cat can smell the difference of these papers so sensitively.

Zhao Yao frowned slightly as she looked at the test papers of the four Wang Zhou disciples.

Some people actually cheated in the palace examination, so one can imagine what the situation is like in the ordinary provincial examination.

The little milk cat worked hard to bury its head in Zhao Yao's palm to absorb the smell, and softly called: "Meow."

"You like it so much?" Zhao Yao came back to her senses, lightly touched the head buried in her palm with her fingertips, and looked at this cute little milk cat with slightly raised lips.

The next day the palace staff sent the answer sheet to Song Taishi's mansion, but Zhao Yao didn't speak out about it, but added some extra things to the answer sheet.

Grand Master Song was waiting for the answer sheet from the palace when he saw the old butler enter with the box in his hands.

"Master, the palace has just delivered the test papers."

"Open it." Grand Master Song knew the talents of the candidates this time, and as for the top three, he had already made an appointment with the four great families.

But since the Empress wanted to see it, as a courtier, she couldn't be the first to open the wooden box.

The old butler at the side suddenly screamed, and the answer sheet that was still good just now suddenly caught fire.

Grand Master Song took a few steps back, only to see the answer sheet burn to ashes very quickly.

In the afternoon, in the Yuqing Palace Pavilion, Zhao Yao was holding the newly folded grain weeds between her fingers, and the little milk cat in the other section raised her head and looked around intently.

"Meow!" The little milk cat stood up suddenly, and scratched upwards with its short short claws, but unfortunately it didn't touch it, but it stood very steadily.

The soft pink hair spread out slightly, looking extremely soft, as if it could be pushed with a light push.

Zhao Yao smeared some bluebell juice on the end of the weeds, so the little milk cat was very fascinated.

After teasing it back and forth for a while, the little milk cat was so tired that it collapsed to the side, but its big amber eyes did not give up watching.

"Are you tired?" Zhao Yao poked her big, soft face with her fingertips. Because of the dense hair, the little milk cat looked particularly round.

The little milk cat squinted slightly and tilted its head up in cooperation, with four tender paws embracing Zhao Yao's hand.

Chunyue entered the pavilion from the outside, and saw that the Empress, who has never been intimate with others, even teased that pink kitten with special interest.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Yao sent Gu Xiezi to the little milk cat and let her play, turning her head to look at Chunyue.

"Returning to Your Majesty, Grand Master Song sent someone into the palace to rush to report to the palace. The test papers were suddenly burned, and now they are waiting for discussion in the outer palace."

Zhao Yao embraced the little milk cat, then got up and said: "I know."

Grand Master Song of the outer hall sits on the left, Zhao Yao takes the high seat, and the palace servants serve tea and then stand behind them.

"Your Majesty, the servants of the old minister did not take good care of them, and the answer sheets of the palace examination were destroyed. I am afraid that all the candidates will have to take another round of the examination."

"Last night, I reviewed the answer papers and decided on the top three. I don't think there is any need to take the exam again. Why don't you ask questions on the spot to make a decision if Grand Master Song thinks it's inappropriate after the emperor hand-picks tomorrow?"

Grand Master Song put down the teacup in his hand, and replied calmly: "Since Your Majesty already has a candidate in mind, the veteran has no objection."

The new emperor, who has always been taciturn in government affairs, suddenly changed at this time, which has to be thought-provoking.

As the question maker and chief examiner, Song Taishi has an unshirkable responsibility for leaking the questions in the scientific examination.

It's a pity that there are no officials in the court who can compete with Grand Master Song, otherwise Zhao Yao wouldn't be able to use the two generals of Baowang Zhou as his children.

When Grand Master Song left the outer hall, the palace people withdrew one after another, Zhao Yao sat quietly in a high position, and the little milk cat was still foolishly entangled her arm and refused to let go.

The weeds were broken into several pieces, probably because the juice of the bluebell grass was wiped clean, and the little milk cat had just regained some sanity.

"Meow?" Wen Ruyan let go of her arms, and jumped onto the desk in front of her. The outer hall was particularly bright, but it was a bit deserted.

Zhao Yao pinched the little ear with her fingertips, and said with a smile on her face, "You have made a great contribution this time."

The little milk cat tilted its head and rubbed Zhao Yao's palm, its eyes were blank.

Wen Ruyan regained consciousness after realizing it, silently withdrew her head from the palm of her hand, and collapsed on the desk in bewilderment, thinking why she always felt that Zhao Yao didn't seem to be bored chatting with cats, but instead seemed to be saying it to herself of it.

But when did he make great achievements?

Chunyue entered from the outside with cakes and sweet porridge, and she was obviously very happy to see the kitten lying on the palm of the empress.

Usually the Empress doesn't like these sweets at all, but since this kitten came to Yuqing Palace, everything has changed.

At the beginning, in order to please the Supreme Emperor, Chunyue managed to get in touch with the nanny of Chaotian Temple.

Now that the Supreme Emperor is seriously ill, Chaotian Temple is probably unreliable, so Chunyue anxiously wants to make a good impression in front of the Empress.

But after serving for more than half a year, it is actually not as good as a cat, and Chunyue is naturally dissatisfied.

Zhao Yao held down the eager little milk cat with one hand, and gently stirred the sweet porridge with the other hand, while the small incense burner on the other side was also slowly lit.

The cat is afraid of being scalded, and several times she ate too quickly and got burned.

The sweet smell was particularly alluring, Wen Ruyan leaned obediently beside the desk with his head poked out, only to see Chunyue waiting on the side, looking coldly at this side.

The little milk cat who was looking forward to sweet porridge suddenly ran into Zhao Yao's sleeve.

"You go back first."

"Yes." Chunyue exited the outer hall.

Zhao Yao stretched out her hand to grab the kitten from her sleeve, rubbed her soft buttocks lightly with her palm and said, "Don't you want to eat sweet porridge?"

The little milk cat poked its head and looked around.Then he carefully approached the wooden spoon containing the porridge, and ate the sweet porridge very obediently.

For some reason, she seems to like sweet food very much, especially sweet porridge recently.

With half a bowl of sweet porridge in its belly, the little milk cat stretched its waist, laying its back paws on its back, showing a rare slender figure.

It's a pity that because the hair is too thick, it still looks like a fleshy ball.

In the blink of an eye, the little milk cat became sleepy. Zhao Yao pinched the soft paw with her fingertips to confirm that she really fell asleep, and then turned off the small incense burner beside her.

It took more than half a year to find a prickly pear fruit when they sent people outside the palace to search for it.

Zhao Yao has always wanted to see if there is another way to adjust the dosage, which can not only keep her alive for a longer time, but more importantly, make her obedient.

After all, she can't be allowed to run away so easily.

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