A kitten dressed as an empress

Zhao Yao lightly pressed the pink front paws with her fingertips, and seeing the little milk cat collapsed to the side, she slowly let go of her hand and said, "You don't want to play anymore?"

The little milk cat lay its head on the desk, with its two front paws clasped together, its big eyes full of sorrow.

This is no joke, it's clearly unilateral persecution!

"Meow!" The little milk cat snorted softly, turned its chubby body over, turned its back to it, and refused to pay attention to anyone.

If Zhao Yao used to be a little bit dissatisfied, but now she just thinks she is soft and cute.

Zhao Yao reached out to review the memorial, and the sun was still shining brightly outside the window.

It was rare to be quiet in the hall, curled up into a fluffy ball, slowly got up, and jumped off the desk with soft paws.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Yao looked puzzled.

The little milk cat didn't stop, but jumped onto the low couch, lay its head on the low table and drank the cool tea by itself.

Zhao Yao pursed her lips and looked at the little milk cat squatting on the low table, because she couldn't answer, sometimes it was really inconvenient.

In the evening, the sunset outside the window was densely covered, and most of the Yuqing Palace was dyed crimson. The little milk cat squatted on the window with its front paws close together, its head drooping like medicine.

The sweltering wind shook the leaves and rustled, and even the pure white hair shook.

Zhao Yao put down the pen, opened the memorial to dry the ink, and rubbed her stiff wrist.

The hall was a bit dim, Zhao Yao got up and picked up a fire pocket to light the nearby lamps.

When all the lamps in the inner hall were turned on, it was already a little dark outside the window, and the sunlight was gone, only a blood-red setting sun sank under the eaves.

Zhao Yao stopped by the window, lightly holding up her small head that was about to fall to her front paws.

The little milk cat was not asleep, and soon woke up, looking blankly at Zhao Yao beside him and calling: "Meow."

"I can really sleep." Zhao Yao lightly rubbed Fuzzy's head with her palm.

"Meow!" The little milk cat yelled dissatisfiedly, and raised its pink and tender paws to push Zhao Yao's hand away.

Zhao Yao stretched out her hand to hug the little milk cat, wrapped her arms around the dodging head, pinched her ears with her lips slightly raised, and said, "It's the truth, did I say it wrong?"

The little milk cat opened its big amber eyes, and stretched out its paws, but before it touched Zhao Yao, it was blocked by the palm of its hand.

"Your claws seem to have grown a lot."

Zhao Yao fiddled with her fingertips to open her curled up little fleshy claws, and looked at it seriously.

Wen Ruyan suddenly had a bad feeling.

When the ground rattled, the little milk cat froze and didn't dare to move, its eyes were tightly closed into a slit, its head was lying on Zhao Yao's neck, and it softly called: "Meow..."

"Don't be afraid." Zhao Yao lightly rubbed the overly soft little milk cat with one hand, seeing that she was so frightened, her eyes smiled even more.

Because of being stung by a bee, Wen Ruyan was explicitly forbidden to leave the side hall casually.

But if Wen Ruyan can be quiet and obedient, then it can't be Wen Ruyan.

One day when Zhao Yao left the side hall, Wen Ruyan opened the window and looked around.

There is no nanny in Yuqing Palace for the time being, so a few older palace servants will temporarily take care of it, so the backyard is a lot looser.

The little milk cat nimbly ran across the garden and went around to the kitchen, intending to steal a few mouthfuls of fried fish.

Because of bee stings, Wen Ruyan, who had been eating only light meat porridge for several days, was not allowed to eat greasy food, but at this moment, his eyes glowed when he smelled fried fish.

After eating a large piece of fried fish, he slipped to the big tree alone to get some shade. At that time, the group of bees had already moved, and the previous hive had been burned down by the palace servants.

I heard it was Zhao Yao's order.

There are stone tables and chairs under the big tree, and even a wooden swing.

"Meow." The little milk cat was lying lazily on the swing, and spots of light could still be seen vaguely through the dense branches and leaves.

There are also birds chirping among the branches and leaves, perhaps because the wind shakes the swing slightly, which is most hypnotic.

The fluffy and thin tail dangled in the air, and the sound of purring could be heard vaguely.

Compared with Wen Ruyan's comfort in the morning, the morning court is full of tension.

"Your Majesty, the Northwest Kingdom gathered troops and horses on the border ready to move. Some time ago, they even dared to seize the city and rob food. I believe that they should send heavy troops to attack." General Wang stepped forward to ask for a fight.

Grand Master Song shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, please think twice. The southern country has just experienced famine and turmoil. The treasury is empty and taxes have not been collected. It is not easy to go to war at this time. If there is a war, the people will suffer even more. It is better to show kindness and ask for peace."

A group of civil servants echoed: "What Song Taishi said is very true."

General Wang smiled contemptuously and said, "You literati knelt down and begged for peace before the two countries have reached peace. What a disgrace!"

"you!"

Zhao Yao tapped the table with her fingertips and said: "The soldiers of the Northwest Kingdom are strong, and the national power is getting stronger and stronger. Every year, they invade the border, mostly plundering property and food. This is very bad. There will be a war between the two countries, but now it is not The time, after all, is only a few months away from winter, when the mountains will be covered by heavy snow, it will not be the best time."

"What Your Majesty said is true." Grand Master Song stepped forward and responded.

Since the last round of suppression, and the presence of a king in the palace, General Wang said in a cold voice with arrogance and arrogance: "Since your majesty said so, I have nothing to say. He is a sinner in the southern kingdom in the future."

At the end of the early dynasty, all the generals followed General Wang out of the hall.

Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, Qi'an, eagerly followed Taishi Song and muttered: "This old man will die on the battlefield sooner or later because of his outstanding military exploits."

"You think he's really fighting?" Taishi Song shook his head, put his hands behind his back, and the frown between his brows never let go.

"Teacher, what do you mean?" Qi'an, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, asked in confusion.

Taishi Song raised his head and squinted his eyes to look at the sunny sky, then looked sideways at Shangshu Qi'an of the Ministry of Punishment and said, "Don't look at him as reckless, but in fact he has a very smart mind. Back then, the four great families ranked third, but now there are many Take the lead."

"It's your Qi family. If you are not vigilant, you may be the next Jin family to be annexed."

"Grand Master, what you said is scary." Minister of the Ministry of Punishment Qi'an said in confusion, "At least the Jin family has been powerful for hundreds of years. Although our Qi family has been hanging at the end, the Zhou family is even worse."

Grand Master Song saw that Qi An, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, didn't know whether he was pretending to be stupid or really incompetent, so he didn't want to say any more.

Today's dispute can at least show that the empress is particularly fond of the Wang family, which is a bad sign.

Zhao Yao, who returned to Yuqing Palace from the main hall, sat alone on the chariot, playing with the folding fan between her fingers, thinking about the situation in the early court.

The soldiers and horses in the hands of the Wang family accounted for half of the participating soldiers and horses in the Southern Kingdom. At this moment, they mentioned war several times. It was very reasonable on the surface, but it was also extremely weird.

A large area of ​​the Northwest Kingdom is located on a cold plain, and every winter there is several feet of snow, so the war at this time will definitely be delayed until winter.

How can the soldiers of the Southern Kingdom be cold-resistant than the soldiers of the Northwest Kingdom? Moreover, knowing that the treasury is empty, if there is insufficient food and grass, it will be tantamount to death.

This General Wang probably mentioned the handover of the army earlier, and now he is mentioning the war, taking the opportunity to firmly seize the military power in his hand.

"Your Majesty, the Yuqing Palace has arrived."

Zhao Yao closed the folding fan, leaned slightly and walked down the chariot, the strong sunlight was a bit dazzling.

The little milk cat was not found in the side hall, and the closed window clearly indicated that the direction of her escape was the backyard.

Waiting for the servants to change into the regular clothes, Zhao Yao sat beside the low couch and was ready to catch the little milk cat that sneaked out.

But it's been a long time since the little milk cat came back, and I'm somewhat worried that something will happen to her again.

From the side hall through the courtyard to the backyard, I can see the viburnum in full bloom from a distance.

Every time around the Dragon Boat Festival, it is in full bloom. Zhao Yao, who has not been here for a long time, slowly stepped into it.

I saw the fluffy nest on the swing, the two hind paws and the little tail were mostly down, but the little head was still lying on it.

This appearance looked very weird, Zhao Yao approached and grabbed the back of her neck with her hand.

The sound of snoring sounded slowly, and the fluffy head hung down, showing no sign of waking up.

Zhao Yao pursed her raised lips, sat on the swing, carefully placed her on her knees, and gently rubbed her chubby cheeks with her fingertips.

The breeze is mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers. The flowering period of viburnum is not long, and there are faintly white petals falling.

This used to be the place where Zhao Yao stayed most often when she was a child.

Most of the trees in Yuqing Palace are in groups, but there is only one Qionghua, because it has the same surname as the mother.

The swing swayed slightly, and Zhao Yao's feet vacated slightly, swaying slowly with the wind, and the petals fell all over the sky in front of her eyes, covering the palace walls and roof tiles, as if this was the only peach blossom garden.

"Meow." The little milk cat called out suddenly, raised its head and looked around.

Zhao Yao slowed down slightly, held her fluffy head in her palm and said, "How dare you leave the side hall without permission, it seems that you have healed your scar and forgot the pain."

The little milk cat's eyes were still a little dazed, obviously sleepy, and rubbed its head on Zhao Yao's palm, its pink front paws wrapped around its arms, and it nestled lazily in its arms.

"Still sleeping?" Zhao Yao pinched the soft flesh of her jaw with her fingertips, not hard, but kneaded it lightly.

He slept too much during the day, and was extraordinarily noisy at night.

Zhao Yao grabbed the soft flesh on both sides of her cheeks with her fingertips, forcing the little milk cat to slowly open her eyes and said, "Be obedient, don't sleep anymore."

The little milk cat seems to be stretching its waist and straightening its front paws, its amber eyes are half-closed and softly calling: "Meow..."

Probably because he really didn't wake up, he couldn't struggle at all, and his head fell crookedly on Zhao Yao's right hand. The whole cat was so obedient that Zhao Yao couldn't get used to it.

"You, are you really so sleepy?" Zhao Yao pinched her small ears with her fingertips, and fiddled with the petals on her hair.

There was no response to these words, because the purr sounded again.

Zhao Yao looked helplessly at the little milk cat with her head planted in her palm, pinched the soft little paw with her fingertips and played with it.

During lunch, the palace people did not see the empress in the side hall, so they scattered one after another to search for her.

"Your Majesty, it's time for dinner." The palace man approached tremblingly and asked without daring to look directly.

"I know." Zhao Yao asked the palace staff to prepare the dishes to the water pavilion.

This place, like a peach blossom garden, is just a stage after all.

Zhao Yao looked up at the clusters of Qionghua, and when she was about to take the sleepy little guy back to the side hall, a strong wind blew, and countless petals fell, as if she saw a woman in plain clothes standing among them .

The woman's face was too fair, and her brows were tender, but her appearance was very similar to Zhao Yao's.

"Mother..." Zhao Yao said slowly.

The woman blinked her eyes towards this direction, but her expression was extremely displeased. There was a white gauze tied between her collar, and the bruises were particularly conspicuous.

"I should have killed you a long time ago!" The woman said viciously, and flew towards this side.

Zhao Yao watched extremely calmly, but her figure was very stiff.

"Meow!" The little milk cat seemed to be imprisoned uncomfortable, turning its head awkwardly and struggling.

In fact, Wen Ruyan was forced to wake up because she felt that she couldn't breathe.

"You just woke up when you were about to have lunch." Zhao Yao regained her composure and let go of her grip slightly, with fine sweat stains faintly seeping through her palms.

The little milk cat jumped out of her arms and walked ahead, ignoring people as if sullen.

Zhao Yao got up and followed, hesitantly looked sideways at the tree, it was empty, only the falling petals.

Passing through the courtyard, the little milk cat was about to go straight to the side hall, Zhao Yao said: "Dining at the waterside pavilion today."

The little milk cat that turned around slowly walked backwards to the other side of the gravel road.

Xu Shi's little paws were a little painful to step on, so he ran very fast and rushed directly into the water pavilion.

Zhao Yao then entered, and saw the little milk cat waiting obediently by the low table.

The palace servants waited for the wash with a water basin, Zhao Yao washed her hands, and then rinsed her mouth with a teacup.

After the palace servants retreated, Zhao Yao just wiped the ashes-stained paws with a handkerchief, and the little milk cat was very cooperative in stretching the dirty paws.

"Okay, let's eat." Zhao Yao put a small piece of fish in front of her.

"Meow." The little milk cat answered, and started to eat.

Zhao Yao's appetite is not good in summer, so she ate very little.

The palace servants outside the water pavilion suddenly reported: "Your Majesty, Lord Qi is here."

"Let him wait in the outer hall."

Zhao Yao glanced at the fluffy ball and made a sound.

"Yes."

The little milk cat who loves fish very much on weekdays unexpectedly ate very little today.

Zhao Yao held the handkerchief to wipe off the rice stained on her cheeks and said, "Don't you have an appetite today?"

The little milk cat raised its head to endure the rough way of washing its face, and unexpectedly hiccupped.

Sneaking a portion of fish in the morning, who would have thought that Zhao Yao would suddenly ask someone to prepare fish again, no matter how much he could eat, he would have to vomit.

After finally breaking free from its clutches, the little milk cat lay lazily on the bamboo couch.

Zhao Yao gently held the soft little paw between her fingers, rubbed the soft buttocks with the whole palm and said, "You stay here well, I have something to deal with, don't run around, you know?"

"Meow." Why did you suddenly confess so solemnly?

Although Qi Jun is good-looking, but after what happened last time, Wen Ruyan really wants to live a few more years.

When Zhao Yao left the waterside pavilion, the little milk cat tossed and turned in the waterside pavilion to find a suitable sleeping position, but because of Zhao Yao's special instructions, he felt a little itchy in his heart.

On weekdays, Zhao Yao has never shy away from herself, it seems that she should like that Qi Jun quite a lot.

In the outer hall, Mr. Qi sat on one side with a little golden dog and said, "I heard that Your Majesty has raised a kitten. This little golden dog was born not long ago, so I think it just happens to be a playmate."

Zhao Yao took a sip of tea, looked at the cowardly little golden dog and said: "Mr. Qi has a heart, that little guy is very timid, I'm afraid it's hard to be a playmate" Timid?

Qi Jun can hear people say that the cat in Yuqing Palace is very courageous, and even stabbed the beehive by himself a while ago.

Earlier I thought there was enough time, but now the situation is changing rapidly, Wang Jun suddenly became the queen, and General Wang is also blatantly bullying the three great families.

The Qi family is weak and weak, and I am afraid it will be even more difficult to survive in the ruling and opposition parties.

"The epiphyllum in Weichen Bamboo Garden is in full bloom recently. If your majesty finds it interesting, why not watch it together?" Earlier, he thought that his majesty had eye problems, but Qi Jun only learned through his uncle that his majesty's eyes should actually be Visible, but wearing gold veils for some reason.

Because she never claimed to have a disease, but only wore a gold eye veil all the time, the ministers thought that the empress was blind.

But on weekdays, the empress didn't hide it on purpose, she acted as usual, especially after the Supreme Emperor withdrew from the regency.

Presumably, the eyes were not good-looking, or there were some birthmarks, so they pretended to be sick, and the ministers also had many conjectures in their minds.

Before entering the palace, Qi Jun, who was known as a beautiful gentleman in the capital, not only had a delicate mind, but also had a lot of tricks to please women.

The empress is just a young girl who has not experienced much in the world. Although she was pregnant and had a miscarriage, she has not called any gentleman to serve her since then.

Qi Jun was anxious in his heart, so he kept thinking, as long as the empress entered the bamboo garden, there would always be a way to make her fall in love with him.

Zhao Yao lightly touched the teacup with her fingertips, but she didn't respond, she just focused her gaze on a small tuft of hair behind a certain pillar.

"I'm busy with government affairs recently, I'm afraid I won't be able to honor Qi Jun's kindness."

Wen Ruyan didn't quite understand why Zhao Yao refused Qi Jun's invitation.

It's obvious that other people take the initiative to invite her, so it's not a good thing to be too arrogant at this time.

Just when Wen Ruyan thought he was hiding well, suddenly a golden mass pounced in this direction.

"Woof!" The little golden dog chased after him enthusiastically.

"Meow!"

Are you related to Concubine Jin's new favorite?

The little milk cat turned around and ran away, completely forgetting that he ran here secretly.

Zhao Yao looked at the little milk cat running towards this direction with its paws spread, and stretched out her arms to hug the timid one.

Qi Jun didn't expect the little guy to be so reckless, he quickly reached out to grab the little golden dog and said apologetically, "Your Majesty, calm down."

"It's okay, it's just that it should be tied up properly." Zhao Yao stretched out her hand to comfort the little milk cat curled up in her arms, and couldn't help but smile in her eyes at her timid appearance.

Wen Ruyan poked his head to look at the little golden dog, thinking that this was definitely the cub of that little golden dog back then.

Not only do they look alike, but they also behave alike, as if carved out of a mold.

The good invitation was interrupted, Qi Jun returned in vain, walked out of Yuqing Palace, grabbed the noisy little golden dog with one hand, and threw it to the palace people beside him angrily.

In the outer hall, Zhao Yao grabbed the back of the neck with her fingertips and lifted the little wild cat up.

"Meow?" The little milk cat was forced to step on the ground with its hind paws, and its eyes were full of innocent looking.

"I remember telling you that you are not allowed to run around." Zhao Yao raised her brows lightly, looking at her quite seriously.

The little milk cat stopped struggling in embarrassment, blinked its amber eyes, and then looked away pretending not to understand.

"Meow." The little milk cat's eyes were erratic, and the whole cat was lying on Zhao Yao's arm, playing tricks.

Zhao Yao let go of the hand holding the back of her neck, poked her chubby cheek with her fingertips and said, "Don't you say you want to go to Mr. Qi to see Epiphyllum?"

The little milk cat hugged the protruding hand, blinked cutely and responded softly: "Meow!"

Yes, it's just watching Epiphyllum, don't let your big vinegar tank burst.

"Really?" Zhao Yao looked suspiciously at the suddenly overly well-behaved little milk cat.

"Meow."

If Zhao Yao can have a good relationship, maybe her personality will become a little gentler.

Mr. Qi, who has not yet returned to the Bamboo Garden, suddenly received the news that the Empress would come to watch Epiphyllum at night.

It seems that it is necessary to use some special means.

After Haishi, the palace was very quiet, Zhao Yao was sitting in the courtyard holding the little milk cat with its head poked.

Qi Jun on the side looked awkwardly at the palace guards all over the garden, and suddenly panicked.

At the same time, what was even more embarrassing was Wen Ruyan, who would have thought that there would be so many people on the dating scene, and the hero and heroine would be so far apart.

Zhao Yao held down her little head looking around with her palm and said in a low voice, "Don't look around."

The news of the Supreme Emperor is well-informed, and most of the guards are sent by Chaotian Temple.

I saw a few epiphyllums slowly unfolding in the courtyard suddenly, but all of them unfolded in the blink of an eye.

Because only a few lights are left for illumination, it is obvious that these epiphyllums are even slightly shining, like the bright white moonlight.

"Your Majesty, watching this epiphyllum up close is not a pleasant experience." Qi Jun slowly got up and saluted.

Zhao Yao's eyes were full of deep consideration, she pursed her lips and looked at the little milk cat in her arms, and said, "Okay."

The two of them stepped forward together, but Wen Ruyan wanted to curl up into a ball.

Light bulbs are not so easy to be.

A cunning flashed across Qi Jun's eyes, and he slowly opened the porcelain vase in his sleeve, and then quietly stretched out his hand and slightly approached the epiphyllum, saying: "When the epiphyllum blooms, there is a strange fragrance, which can make people fascinated, just like going to a fairyland, you can get close to it." some more."

The little milk cat poked its head curiously, as if sniffing it with great interest, this action was really too obedient.

Zhao Yao raised her hand to hold the little milk cat, and responded with a displeased expression: "I'm a little tired, so I won't watch it."

"Your Majesty?" Qi Jun stared blankly at the empress who turned around and left, thinking that the medicine was already taken, why did she leave suddenly?

Zhao Yao, who sat on the chariot with a muffled sound, put the little milk cat aside casually, turned her head to look at the bright moon outside the window, feeling extremely depressed.

If she had known this, she might as well not have come, she seemed to be more interested in Mr. Qi.

Zhao Yao didn't quite understand why she hated her getting close to others so much, even a little being close to others was extremely intolerable.

The little milk cat approached with a little dizzy head. It smelled a fragrance earlier, and it was a little hot.

"Meow." The little milk cat lay on her lap, rubbing her head against Zhao Yao's palm, her eyes were slightly brightened by the night.

Zhao Yao pressed her head in displeasure and said, "Don't make noise!"

The little milk cat froze timidly, but then it kept whining softly, as if it was wronged.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Yao raised her hands to press her little head buried in her palms, and held the little milk cat with her hands that seemed to have something wrong.

The white-haired little milk cat, with its pink and tender paws, barks non-stop coquettishly.

Zhao Yao looked puzzled, held the little milk cat hesitantly and approached, lowered her head and sniffed lightly, only to find that the little milk cat had a smell that didn't belong to her.

Just as he was thinking about it, the little milk cat rubbed his cheek very actively.

This is so unlike her.

On weekdays, if I insulted her a little bit, she would immediately turn her head and ignore him.

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