A kitten dressed as an empress

The little milk cat in her arms lowered her head and deliberately ignored people. Zhao Yao stroked the overly thick hair with her palm and placed her on the bed.

Who ever thought that the little milk cat would rather lie at the end of the bed than nestle next to the pillow, and when Zhao Yao touched it, she would hear the milk cat screaming viciously: "Meow!"

The little milk cat looked at it sadly, waving its pink and tender paws, vigilant as if its hair was fried.

It was the dead of night, most of the lamps in the hall were extinguished, only a few lights were left, Zhao Yao looked at the angry little guy curled up at the end of the bed, and pursed her lips helplessly.

I thought she would dislike the work done by the palace servants in the backyard, but who ever thought that she would rather work as a coolie in the backyard than come to serve her.

Zhao Yao pondered over and over again, feeling depressed in her heart, and vaguely felt that her left foot was itchy, so she got up and lifted the thin blanket, only to see the fluffy mass coiled beside her feet.

There was a purring sound, and the little milk cat squinted its eyes and lay its head down on its feet, apparently in a deep sleep.

Probably because she was too tired, Zhao Yao stretched out her hand to hold the soft ball, her little fluffy head was thrown back, her body was very soft, obviously there was no sign of sobriety.

Zhao Yao had no choice but to hold the kitten with both hands, caress the little head that was leaning back with one hand, and fiddle with her fingertips to erect her ears.

The amber eyes are narrowed into thin slits, the pink nose is slightly loose, the two front paws are half-raised as if they are holding something, but the two hind paws are spread out very lazily, and the little tail is hanging down limply , not as defensive as before.

Gently knead the unfolded buttocks with the palm of your hand, because the hair may be thick, the hand gently sinks in, and the fluffy ball is extremely soft.

Putting the little milk cat next to the pillow, Zhao Yao pressed the soft face with her fingertips, and when she was about to withdraw her hand, she was caught by two little claws.

On weekdays, she also seemed to like to hug something to sleep. Zhao Yao lay on her side and looked at it, but did not withdraw her hand, and pinched the elastic little paw with her fingertips.

Most of the depression in her heart dissipated before, Zhao Yao casually put down her hands and closed her eyes to sleep lightly.

The panic-stricken Chunyue nestled alone in the side courtyard, wrapped in a thin blanket and looking very pale.

On the other side, Nanny Li was nestled in the recliner, obviously only breathing out but not breathing in.

It is said that cat demons have nine lives. If they report this rashly, not only will the Supreme Emperor not believe it, they may even be retaliated against.

"Water..." Nanny Li's skinny cheeks were sunken, her eye sockets were cloudy, and her thin lips were as pale as if dehydrated.

Chunyue got up slowly, walked to the reclining chair, picked up the tea on the side, fed only half a cup, and then put down the teacup.

Nanny Li stared at Chunyue with fixed eyes and said dryly, "You're not doing well..."

"People make money and birds die for food, isn't that what you taught us, ma'am?" Chunyue sneered with killing intent in her eyes.

From night to dawn, when Zhao Yao slowly opened her eyes, she only felt very warm in front of her.

At night, he still hugged the little milk cat that he refused to let go, and at some point it was entangled in front of him, with its fluffy head buried in his neck.

The purring sound continued, Zhao Yao turned her head slightly to look at the little milk cat who was still staring closely, and raised her hand to hold the little paw resting on the side of her face.

The curled pink and tender paws were very soft, and Zhao Yao pressed them lightly with her fingertips.

"Meow." The little milk cat seemed to be disturbed, and muttered dissatisfiedly, and the fingers that were curled up before stretched slightly.

Zhao Yao looked at it in surprise, and didn't make a sound to disturb, only to see the little milk cat stretching its paws in the air and turning over, curled up in a fluffy ball.

It was already bright outside the window, Zhao Yao got up slowly, and moved her hands from under her head.

Unexpectedly, the little milk cat hugged its two front paws and refused to let go, calling in a daze: "Meow!"

It sounded like someone snatched her dried fish.

The corners of Zhao Yao's lips raised slightly, and she pinched her big soft face with her fingertips, with very light force.

The little milk cat raised its head comfortably, and the strength of its two front paws loosened a lot.

Without paying attention, Zhao Yao moved her hand away and sat up slowly.

The two little claws pulled the nearest thin blanket into his arms, then buried his head and continued to sleep soundly.

Zhao Yao walked around the screen, and when she was fully dressed, she summoned the palace servants to wait on her.

"Why didn't Chunyue come to serve you today?" Zhao Yao asked suspiciously.

"Return to Your Majesty, Madam Li passed away last night, and Chunyue is arranging affairs." The hand of the palace man holding the water basin was still trembling and he lowered his head to answer.

Today coincided with the holidays and there was no need for morning court, so Zhao Yao sat alone in the inner hall and only let the palace servants prepare breakfast.

In the scorching summer, the morning was still a bit cool, Zhao Yao stretched out her hand to hold the teacup and looked out the window.

The drizzle suddenly fell outside, the emerald green branches and leaves drooped, and the entire Yuqing Palace was extremely quiet.

The sound of rain was beating on the roof tiles, and when the wind blew, the drizzle also drifted into the house.

Zhao Yao stretched out her hand and was about to close the window, when she saw the pure white mass walking around the screen with its head out.

The little milk cat jumped onto the low couch, resting its front paws on the low table, standing with only its hind paws, its big eyes staring straight at the breakfast on the table.

Uncovering the porcelain cover, Zhao Yao filled a portion of meat porridge and put it on the porcelain plate, then stepped back in front of the little milk cat and said, "Taste it."

At this moment, Wen Ruyan was conflicted in her heart. Zhao Yao didn't mind the quarrel even last night, but acted as if nothing had happened.

This feels a little strange, like arguing with a parent, who is clearly prepared for a heroic sacrifice, but the parent suddenly comes to eat, and instead makes all his preparations unreasonable.

"Don't like it?" Zhao Yao saw the little milk cat looking at the porridge with erratic eyes.

The little milk cat looked straight at this direction, but didn't say anything, just lowered its head and ate the meat porridge.

Wen Ruyan's heart was agitated, but his stomach was growling, so he had to fill his stomach before talking.

Even if the porridge is poisonous, you have to be a full ghost.

Zhao Yao ate the porridge and rice with a wooden spoon in her hand, and looked at the little head buried in the porcelain plate with her eyes.

The sound of the rain outside the window was getting louder day by day, the rain was dripping down the eaves, and the cool wind was shaking the branches.

The little milk cat poked its head out of the window, its whiskers trembling with porridge and rice, and its amber eyes were clear and transparent, like glazed lamps made in Fanguo.

"Meow." It's raining heavily.

Wen Ruyan originally wanted to say such a sentence, but just as soon as he said it, he realized that he had turned into a cat again.

Without medicine, one cannot become human.

But only Zhao Yao has the medicine, which means that he can only be controlled by her.

Alas, it is so difficult to be a human being.

The little milk cat, who was still concentrating on looking out of the window, suddenly turned his head dejectedly, his big eyes did not have the previous energy, but were a little sluggish.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Yao picked up the handkerchief, held her round face with one hand, and gently wiped the porridge stained on her cheeks.

The little milk cat's eyes blinked and blinked according to the movement, and the whole cat was stunned, not daring to move at all.

Seeing her being so obedient, Zhao Yao rubbed her soft cheeks with a smile on her eyes and said, "Do you want to eat anything else?"

On weekdays, she would eat at least two large bowls in the morning, and the porridge on this porcelain plate was obviously not enough.

"Meow." The little milk cat pointed at the plate of meatballs with its paws.

After the meatballs were placed on the little milk cat's plate, Zhao Yao withdrew her hand.

Wen Ruyan couldn't turn over after eating this breakfast, so she could only lie on her side on the window sill to blow the air.

Zhao Yao held the scroll with one hand and leaned to one side, her eyes were looking at the hair that was blown like grass by the wind, and the corners of her lips were pursed.

The little milk cat that was facing out of the window suddenly turned its head, its big amber eyes were full of scrutiny and looked towards this direction.

"The wind outside will blow the rain into the house, and your hair will get wet." Zhao Yao reached out and stroked the overly fluffy hair, and could still vaguely feel a little wetness between his fingers.

"Meow." The little milk cat slowly got up, jumped off the window sill, and landed on the nearby low table.

The teacup on the low table shook slightly, making a crisp crashing sound. The little milk cat dipped its paws into some tea, and slowly wrote a word.

"Is this medicine?" Zhao Yao looked at the unobvious word and guessed it.

The little milk cat nodded, and its big eyes looked pitiful.

Zhao Yao pinched the small ear with her fingertips and said, "The specific properties of the new medicine have not yet been clearly understood, so the medicine was not developed much at that time, and it will take at least seven to seven days to refine the medicine again."

"Meow?" The little milk cat collapsed on the low table, its tail dangling non-stop.

"You don't have anything urgent, don't worry for now."

What Zhao Yao said was not false, it was just a little longer.

The midsummer passed extremely slowly, and Wen Ruyan, who had regained her cat body, rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the side hall during the day.

Everything from the wardrobe, desk, vase to under the low couch was turned upside down.

Wen Ruyan lay down on the desk exhausted, thinking that the new medicine hadn't been completed yet, so there should be some Hongxiang pills left.

But Zhao Yao never mentioned it, it was clearly hidden.

During the Dragon Boat Festival in May, a banquet was held in the palace in the afternoon, and the Supreme Emperor and the Empress attended the banquet together.

Chunyue sneaked into the side hall, and saw the kitten lying on the desk with its tail wagging non-stop, as if it was very lazy.

"Meow?" Wen Ruyan raised his head with extremely sensitive hearing, and saw Chunyue slowly walking towards this direction.

There was no one else in the hall, Wen Ruyan subconsciously took precautions, and jumped from the desk to the ground.

Chunyue put down the food box with trembling hands, and took out the freshly made soft pastry from it.

This is the pastry that the two little orange cats loved to eat last time.

The little milk cat approached curiously, but didn't taste it, but jumped onto the low couch.

After eating too much in the morning, Wen Ruyan didn't have much interest, but just climbed onto the low couch, preparing to go back to sleep.

It's all because Zhao Yao always likes to force herself to sleep with her at night, but Wen Ruyan refuses, and is just tricked into being hugged by her, so she can sleep peacefully in the middle of the night.

The little milk cat stretched out its front paws, lying on the low couch wearily, curled up into a ball, it couldn't be seen that it was a monster at all.

"Come on, try it quickly." Chunyue handed the pastries to the low couch, approaching nervously.

Wen Ruyan looked at the plate of delicious-smelling pastries in bewilderment, thinking that Chunyue didn't seem to care much about her sudden disappearance.

The little milk cat suddenly opened its big eyes and looked straight at this direction. Chunyue averted her eyes nervously and said, "Why, what's the matter?"

"Meow." The little milk cat poked its head out and jumped onto the window sill, and jumped down from the window very lightly.

Wen Ruyan was a little panicked to find that Chunyue had a dagger on her waist, and ran away in fright.

These days, no decent person carries a knife with him!

Chunyue looked out of the window in some puzzlement, with a slight frown between her eyebrows, she picked up the pastry beside her.

From the looks of it, the usual way was that she couldn't be caught!

Passing through the Yuqing Palace from the courtyard, the little milk cat climbed up a big tree with its head stuck out.

This tree is full of pure white flowers, clustered in clusters, and the fragrance of the flowers is particularly strong. This tree could be clearly seen in the attic before.

There are many flowers and plants in the entire Yuqing Palace, but this tree is the only one in a particularly prominent position, surrounded by lawns and no trees around.

Wen Ruyan hid among the dense branches and leaves in fear, with a small tail hanging down from the branches.

In summer, the cicadas chirped very loudly, but the little milk cat hugged the tree and fell asleep.

When he finally woke up, he saw a few bees buzzing beside his ears.

The little milk cat was so frightened that it didn't dare to blink its eyes. It carefully moved its paws backwards, for fear of accidentally annoying the bees.

It's a pity that sometimes people's calculations are not as good as heaven's calculations. Somehow, the little milk cat's paw stepped on the honeycomb, and it already ate a lot, so it became a lot heavier, and the force of this kick was not light.

The beehive suddenly fell to the ground, and immediately countless bees flew over.

"Meow!" The little milk cat jumped down from the tree in fright, screaming and running wildly all the way.

But the swarm of bees seemed to be crazy, and followed most of the Yuqing Palace in hot pursuit.

From the kitchen to the courtyard, the little milk cat stepped on the roof tiles and walked through the potted plants without stopping.

"Where did this wild cat come from!"

"The flowers are all trampled."

"Run, there are bees!"

Chunyue didn't know what happened, so she walked towards the group of palace people who didn't do anything.

Unexpectedly, the palace people suddenly fled in all directions, a child jumped to this side from a high place pulling a pole, and happened to step on Chunyue's new palace clothes with one paw.

The paw prints full of mud were exceptionally clear, Chunyue looked at the runaway little milk cat, and was immediately very annoyed.

But before they had time to make a noise for the kitten to be arrested, they swarmed towards Chunyue.

"what!"

Chunyue was so frightened that she counterattacked subconsciously, which happened to anger the bees and was attacked by the group.

The little milk cat plunged headlong into the lotus pond, scattered and attacked a small swarm of bees that were chasing after it, and flew around the water surface, and flew back after not coming out for a long time.

The originally fluffy little head became much smoother after being wet with water.

The little milk cat with an emerald green lotus flower on its head looked extraordinarily small. Its amber eyes secretly looked around to confirm that there were no bees before climbing up the waterside pavilion.

Wen Ruyan was almost out of breath during this long escape, and collapsed on the plank, feeling a little tired and fell asleep.

At the end of the palace banquet, Zhao Yao returned to Yuqing Palace, unexpectedly the palace was in chaos.

"How are you taking care of the potted plants!" Zhao Yao reprimanded looking at the dirt and broken tiles on the ground.

"Returning to Your Majesty, a wild cat came out of nowhere today, trampled on a potted plant, and attracted a swarm of bees, stinging people like crazy. Chunyue passed out from the bite."

Zhao Yao was originally full of anger, but listening to the cat, she knew that Wen Ruyan most likely caused it.

Zhao Yao didn't find her in the side courtyard, so she walked towards the water pavilion on foot.

The green curtains in the water pavilion are hanging down, so it is cool, but there is no little milk cat on the bamboo couch.

Just when she was a little confused, Zhao Yao heard the snoring sound, stepped towards the outside of Linshui, stretched out her hand to open the hanging green curtain, and saw the little guy who was sleeping soundly on the wooden board.

Maybe it's because of the water, the hair is still a little dry, and it looks smaller when it's fluffy. The four pink and tender paws are raised upwards, and the small ears are trembling slightly. I don't know what dream it is.

Zhao Yao raised her hand to hold the back of her head, and the little milk cat lowered its head, its four little paws remained unchanged, and its fluffy tail was still dripping with water.

Wrapping the soft little guy with a thin blanket, Zhao Yao wiped the water droplets carefully, and combed the hair lightly with her fingertips, but she suddenly heard a cry: "Meow!"

The little milk cat cried out in pain, and slowly opened its amber eyes.

Zhao Yao held down the fluttering little milk cat in puzzlement, and stretched out her hand to gently brush the hair, only to see red and swollen little bumps on the little paws.

"Meow!" the little milk cat called softly, not daring to move.

"You are so brave that you dare to provoke the bees."

The little milk cat looked at it aggrievedly, and yelled viciously: "Meow!"

Even a fool wouldn't mess with a bee, okay?

Because she couldn't speak, Wen Ruyan could only be dumb and couldn't tell.

Zhao Yao lightly embraced the little milk cat in her palm, went back to the side hall, and took out the ointment from the medicine box.

I saw the little milk cat lying down on the low couch, as if it had been stung in several places on the cheek, so it was slightly swollen.

The already round face suddenly became a little swollen. It looked a little funny, but also a little cute.

"Don't move." Zhao Yao gently brushed aside the thick hair with one hand, and applied the ointment extremely carefully.

The little milk cat lay tremblingly on the low table, with its head resting on its front paws, its small ears trembling nervously, and pitifully called: "Meow..."

Zhao Yao raised her hands to gently hold her little head, brushed away the hair on her cheeks, gently smeared the ointment on her fingertips and said, "Do you still feel wronged?"

"You have trampled on dozens of pots of precious medicinal herbs in the palace. Wouldn't the palace people who were punished because of you be more wronged?"

"Meow." Wen Ruyan gasped in pain, and turned her eyes slightly to look at Zhao Yao.

Chunyue was all to blame for this, she insisted on carrying a dagger with her, so she was so scared that she ran out, only to provoke a swarm of bees.

The little milk cat didn't squeak any more, and obediently raised its head, stretched its paws, and didn't even bark anymore.

After finally applying the ointment, Zhao Yao washed her hands, picked up a handkerchief and wiped it off, saying, "This ointment can relieve pain, but it can't relieve swelling. Don't make trouble anymore."

"Meow." The little milk cat is like dried fish dried in the sun, obediently lying on the low table, its pure white hair is like winter snow under the sunlight.

Zhao Yao looked at the big chubby face, a smile appeared in her eyes, and the corners of her lips raised slightly, she raised her hand and picked up a small piece of pastry and handed it to her, saying: "Today should be a good time to eat zongzi, I'll let you try the meat dumpling later."

The little milk cat buried its face in Zhao Yao's palm, chewing the pastry carefully, and its little tail wagged again after regaining its vitality.

In the side courtyard, Chunyue was so painful that she passed out on the couch, her face and the back of her hands were also covered with red envelopes.

The palace people were blocked at the door and secretly looked at the windows.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to manage the affairs of Yuqing Palace now."

"It's not easy for Nanny Li to leave, but Chunyue has become like this. It seems that she has no choice but to die."

"Isn't it? I was still showing off my power before. I'd like to see when the new nanny arrives. She can only be a third-class maid as usual."

Before the words were finished, the sound of the teacup breaking suddenly came from inside, and the palace people stopped immediately.

Chunyue gritted her teeth and said, "Which dog is barking outside!"

"You!" The leading palace man was furious and was stopped by everyone.

After the outside was quite quiet, Chunyue looked at the swollen back of her hand in pain, her eyes were full of malice and she thought of the kitten that broke out suddenly.

Let's wait and see about this!

Wen Ruyan in the side hall of Yuqing Palace suddenly shuddered, raised his head and looked around.

Zhao Yao was writing to review the memorial, turned her head to look at the little milk cat lying in front of the desk and said, "Why are you awake?"

"Meow." The little milk cat was lying on the side, with its head resting on the book, and its pink paws were slightly spread out.

The shape of this little claw looks like a plum blossom, Zhao Yao looked at the slightly swollen face next to the right eye and smiled slightly: "Does it hurt?"

The little milk cat blinked, stretched its waist lazily, got up in a fluffy ball and replied: "Meow."

Zhao Yao didn't put down the pen in her hand, so she had to use the other hand to pick up the meat dumpling prepared by the palace staff.

"Glutinous rice is not easy to eat too much, you should try it."

"Meow." Before Wen Ruyan could say that the cat's paw was not big enough to fit between the teeth, Wen Ruyan was blocked by these words.

The little milk cat lowered its head and ate the rice dumpling. Although it didn't show its special liking, it ate it very quickly.

The small porcelain plate was quickly licked clean by Tian, ​​and the big amber eyes looked straight at this direction, obviously not full.

"Hey, you really can't eat any more." Zhao Yao reached out and rubbed her fluffy little head.

"Meow." Probably knowing that it was impossible, the little milk cat collapsed beside his hands without love.

Zhao Yao carefully avoided those swollen red envelopes, pinched her little ears with her fingertips, and was about to say something to comfort her.

The palace people outside suddenly came to report: "Your Majesty, you are coming."

"Let him come in." Zhao Yao thought of the newly appointed queen in puzzlement.

I saw the prince timidly entering the inner hall and said: "Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, and it's time to drink realgar wine. I wonder if Your Majesty would like to have a few drinks together?"

Zhao Yao lightly pressed the little milk cat with her head up to watch the excitement with her palm, and responded with her usual expression: "The court is busy with government affairs, I'm afraid I won't be free today."

"Then the humble minister will not disturb His Majesty's handling of court affairs."

Wen Ruyan stretched out his claws to push away Zhao Yao's hand, and watched the Wang Jun leave the hall in a very lively manner.

This young man is too timid, since he has summoned up the courage to invite him, he can't be persuaded with just one word.

Before she had time to turn her head, Zhao Yao stretched out her hands to hold the little milk cat looking around, raised her brows lightly and said, "You seem to be very interested in Wang Jun?"

"Meow." The little milk cat's head was held in both hands, and its two hind paws were stepped on in the air. The whole cat had no possibility of moving, so it could only stare innocently with its big eyes.

Wen Ruyan was speechless, so I just took a second look, how could I tell that I was interested in him?

The little milk cat nestled in Zhao Yao's palm and did not resist at all, as if very spiritless.

Zhao Yao had no choice but to let go of her hand slowly, pinching her limp little paws with her fingers and saying, "The Wang family urgently needs a prince now, and even wants to help him ascend the throne, so the king's intentions are already obvious."

"Meow." The little milk cat wanted to retract its paws, trying to escape from Zhao Yao's probing hand, and turned its fluffy body clumsily.

It's a pity that the strength is too great. After several rounds of bouts, the little milk cat collapsed on the desk and replied: "Meow."

Wen Ruyan was so teased that she wanted to cry, she thought that if she had known that Zhao Yao was so jealous, next time even if the four gentlemen came together, she would definitely not dare to take a second look.

Otherwise, with Zhao Yao's fickle personality, maybe the vat of vinegar would explode.

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