A kitten dressed as an empress

"You actually took advantage of me just now!" Wen Ruyan realized belatedly.

Zhao Yao raised her hand to hold down the girl who was moving indiscriminately, and gently opened her hand with one hand and said softly: "Don't move around, let me see if the injury is serious."

Zhang Youmou, who retreated silently outside, has not recovered from the abnormal behavior of the empress softly coaxing the girl into the back room.

Is this cat still looking for it?

Wen Ruyan gasped in pain, looked at Zhao Yao sadly and read: "Can you do it, at least let the doctor come and see."

"This medicine is prepared by the Imperial Physician, so it is very good." If she spoke like this on weekdays, Zhao Yao would not be able to comfort her so nicely.

But the previous teacup was dropped by herself, and her injury was also caused by herself. Zhao Yao lightly touched the small wound in her hair with her fingertips and said patiently: "This injury is not deep, it is only scratched in the middle of the hair. On the contrary, the tea is scalded and turned red, if it is not treated properly, it may cause blisters."

"Be careful." Wen Ruyan lay on the bed and sat on the low couch in the inner room, watching Zhao Yao spread the ointment on her fingertips, feeling inexplicably worried, "If the burn is not treated properly, it will leave a scar."

Zhao Yao gently rubbed the wound with her fingertips, staring at the bright eyes of the girl, she replied solemnly: "It's all right, what I promised you just now will come to fruition."

Wen Ruyan held the small copper mirror in his hand and looked at it worriedly. Seeing that the wound was covered by the hair, he couldn't see anything, but the skin burned by the tea turned red. It looked a little awkward, and he snorted softly and said: "You're not cursing me for disfigurement, are you?"

"I can live a hundred years just by looking at it, but I can live for the rest of my life. Maybe it can kill you."

Speaking of eating, Wen Ruyan hasn't smelled meat for quite some time.

Zhao Yao carefully raised her hand to brush away the thin hair next to her ear, gently pinched the white soft earlobe and said, "If you win this battle, you can eat as much delicacies from mountains and seas as you want."

The girl's eyes rolled around nimbly, and she held the small bronze mirror in her hand and said with interest, "You said this, don't play tricks."

"You have no jokes, and you will never regret it." Zhao Yao replied very seriously, reaching out and pinching the soft flesh of the girl's cheek.

"Don't pinch!" Wen Ruyan grabbed Zhao Yao's hand, looked dissatisfied and said, "My wound still hurts, and you're bullying again!"

Zhao Yao let the girl hold her hand, lowered her eyes and raised the corners of her lips lightly and asked, "Then I'll blow it up for you, maybe it won't hurt anymore."

This is to deceive people like children.

Wen Ruyan took hold of that white hand and lowered her head to bite. The force was not light, but it was not too heavy to bear. Although Zhao Yao was puzzled, she didn't fight back, she just pursed her lips slightly.

There was no resistance to the act of malicious revenge, but Wen Ruyan had no choice but to loosen his teeth.

A small string of teeth marks on the back of the white hand is still somewhat obvious.

"You bully people again, next time I bite you and I won't let go." Wen Ruyan thought she said very domineering words.

But I didn't expect Zhao Yao to look at it and find it cuter. Due to the girl's emotions, she had to hold back the corners of her lips.

This peaceful expression made Wen Ruyan's scalp tingle a little. Is Zhao Yao's personality so good on weekdays?

When eating at night, Wen Ruyan sat cross-legged on a low couch and ate rice with meatless broth, and suddenly felt that Zhao Yao was a scumbag who spoke sweet words but was actually a liar.

Not to mention delicacies from mountains and seas, this Yuncheng doesn't even have three dishes and one soup.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Yao saw that the girl was suddenly silent, and felt a little strange.

Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao solemnly and said, "Will the court really bring food?"

Zhao Yao looked at the girl hesitantly and said, "Why are you asking about this all of a sudden?"

"Because I think this is your cover to appease the soldiers."

Earlier Zhang Youmou mentioned the connection between the girl and the Northwest Kingdom. At that time, Zhao Yao refused to give in, but now it is about the opportunity of war, and she not only raised her vigilance in her heart.

"What is your relationship with the Northwest Kingdom?"

Wen Ruyan ate a mouthful of rice with soup in a daze and said, "When did I know people from the Northwest Kingdom?"

Zhao Yao looked at the girl's changing expression with a serious expression. These years can be regarded as getting along with the girl day and night, and she is very familiar with the change of her expression.

She doesn't look like she's lying.

"When Zhang Youmou found you, there was a chain around his neck marked with the wolf totem of the Northwest Country. Who did you meet and where did you go?"

"This is a long story." The girl chewed the rice carefully, "The white-haired old man rescued me in a river, in order to prevent me from sneaking away, so he tied me up with that iron chain and walked straight north , Said he was going to Yunshan Mountain."

Zhao Yao handed the egg custard in front of her to the girl and asked, "You never knew the old man with white hair?"

Wen Ruyan picked up the egg custard in the small bowl, ate a wooden spoon in his hand, and answered vaguely, "I don't know."

"By the way, that white-haired old man is the one who brewed the fine nectar and jade dew."

"No wonder you can suddenly turn back into a human body." Zhao Yao frowned, thinking about the truth and falsehood of the girl's words.

When the dishes and rice were bottomed out, Wen Ruyan regained his composure, and realized that he was the only one to be asked, and said dissatisfiedly: "You have asked a lot of questions, why didn't you tell me whether there will be food from the court?" ?”

Zhao Yao didn't respond immediately, she took a sip of tea, her brows stained with sorrow.

Such a hesitant and evasive reaction, even though Wen Ruyan was slow, he was not blind to the point of blindness, Zhao Yao probably didn't want to tell herself.

From the perspective of the overall situation, this is considered a military secret, so it is understandable for Zhao Yao to hesitate to reveal it.

But combined with Zhao Yao's question just now, and the current war, Wen Ruyan rushed to Tianmengai with old blood, and asked inconceivably, "You, you actually suspect that I am a spy?"

For the girl's slow reaction, Zhao Yao suddenly felt that she was really worrying too much.

If the girl could stay by her side full of scheming for several years, she wouldn't be in such a miserable state.

Seeing that the girl was on the verge of exploding, Zhao Yao hurriedly coaxed, "What are you thinking, I just don't want you to worry."

This overly patient answer is not like Zhao Yao's usual indifferent and irritable character.

It's no wonder Zhao Yao has been acting weird recently, Wen Ruyan avoided Zhao Yao's probing hand and said, "Don't move your hands or feet."

"You..." Zhao Yao helplessly withdrew her holding hand.

Without food from the imperial court, this would put Yuncheng in crisis. Naturally, Zhao Yao was also extremely careful to stabilize the morale of the army.

At night, Zhao Yao nestled in the couch after washing, waiting for the girl to come out of the bath.

Unexpectedly, after the girl came out, she started laying the low couch on her own, obviously not planning to sleep with her.

Zhao Yao pursed her thin lips and looked at the girl's stubborn figure. It was obvious that if she didn't speak again, she would really sleep on a low couch overnight.

"Stop making trouble." Zhao Yao approached and reached out to hold the girl's hand, "It's very cold in winter, are you desperate?"

"You don't treat me as your own, of course you want to sleep alone." Wen Ruyan didn't expect Zhao Yao to be so defensive. When she thought of eating and sleeping together on weekdays, she was still guarding herself, and How much is uncomfortable.

Zhao Yao refused to let go of her tightly clenched hands, and took advantage of the situation to embrace the awkward girl and said in a low voice, "If I didn't treat you as one of my own, you would have died long ago when you kept talking back."

Wen Ruyan wanted to struggle, but Zhao Yao's strength was surprisingly stronger, the strangled bones creaked, and she yelled out in pain, "Take it easy."

"Oh." Zhao Yao loosened her strength slightly, rubbed the girl's slender shoulders apologetically, leaned over and looked down slightly.

The girl turned her head away awkwardly and said, "What are you looking at, haven't you seen a pretty girl?"

Zhao Yao couldn't help but look at the girl's tightly pursed cherry red lips, and said with a smile in her eyes, "Yes."

Why do these words burn your ears?

Wen Ruyan was still a little annoyed at first, but suddenly disappeared, and looked at Zhao Yao's expression in his eyes.

It's a pity that the gold veil is too obtrusive, no matter how I look at it, I can't tell whether Zhao Yao is joking or laughing at herself.

After all, in terms of appearance, Zhao Yao is definitely far better than herself, and Wen Ruyan is very self-aware about this.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Wen Ruyan asked with her head tilted back.

Zhao Yao didn't let go of the arms around her, but simply embraced the girl, blinking her eyes lightly in response: "Because you look good."

The girl's eyes turned dodgyly, her expression changed a lot, and finally she just snorted softly and said, "Don't try to coax me like that, I won't give in to you."

Zhao Yao was relieved that the girl's words were a little out of bounds, for fear of hurting the harmony between the two of them, after all, girls are soft and not hard.

This is also the secret that Zhao Yao discovered recently.

Wen Ruyan didn't hear Zhao Yao's voice, looked at the hand that hadn't let go, stretched out his hand and gently pushed, "How long are you going to hug?"

"If you don't get angry, I will let you go." Zhao Yao leaned slightly and whispered close to her ear.

This warm breath rushed straight into the ear, it was so itchy that she couldn't scratch it, it really made Wen Ruyan unbearable.

Wen Ruyan tilted his head and stretched his hands to cover his ears and said, "We don't have any revolutionary friendship now, don't flirt with people, please keep a safe distance."

God, why is Zhao Yao more and more provocative!

If it was a man, he probably couldn't hold it anymore.

Zhao Yao looked at the girl who was unmoved, and worried that the clothes were too thin, so she had no choice but to reach out and hug the girl.

Everything happened so suddenly, Wen Ruyan was so frightened that he hugged Zhao Yao in front of him.

"What are you doing?"

"Let you sleep with me obediently." Zhao Yao carefully put down the timid girl in her arms.

These words seem to have an improper meaning.

Wen Ruyan was still a little dazed lying on the bed, it was all because the bed was too soft.

Zhao Yao lay on her side, put her arms around the girl, and carefully pressed the gap between the bedding.

"What are you doing so close all of a sudden?" Wen Ruyan turned around in confusion.

"Aren't you cold?" Zhao Yao replied with a slight twinkle in her eyes.

The girl didn't respond, she just reached out and untied the gold veil with her fingertips.

Zhao Yao looked at the girl puzzled and asked, "What is this for?"

"I'm willing, can't I?" Wen Ruyan said angrily while holding a gold veil. "Yes." Zhao Yao smiled even more, and raised her hand sideways to lightly touch the gauze beside the girl's forehead, "You can do whatever you want, this is your freedom."

Zhao Yao always remembered that the girl once said that she was used to being free.

Wen Ruyan, who failed to make Zhao Yao angry, put the gold eye gauze beside the pillow and asked, "Why do you wear this all the time?"

"This is arranged by my aunt."

"What a strange arrangement." The girl's emotions come and go quickly.

The strong wind outside the window did not subside, and the windows were rattled.

I don't know if it's because the girl was very fussy before, or because her constitution is prone to fever, and the quilt soon became much warmer.

Zhao Yao held the girl tightly with her arms, and when she was about to get closer, she was blocked.

Wen Ruyan raised his hand to cover Zhao Yao's profile, squeezed it and said, "You're too close."

"Don't you like it?" Zhao Yao felt that the girl didn't seem to take the daytime agreement seriously.

"Who likes to be tied up with a rope to sleep?" The girl opened her sleeves in pain, her arm was still a little red from the previous strength.

Zhao Yao raised her hand and rubbed the slender arm with some self-reproach and said, "I didn't mean to hurt you."

Wen Ruyan was just making a fuss on purpose, but suddenly she apologized so solemnly, and felt that it was a bit too much.

Just when she was about to speak, Zhao Yao lowered her head and kissed her arm unexpectedly.

"What are you doing?" Wen Ruyan, whose cheeks were inexplicably hot, really couldn't bear it.

Zhao Yao was slightly stunned and felt that her behavior was a bit abrupt, she put Wen Ruyan's hand on the bedding and replied, "It's nothing."

Wen Ruyan's heart skipped a beat for no reason, was Zhao Yao so alluring in the past?

There was no dream all night, and it was rare to be quiet outside the window. When Zhao Yao woke up, she only felt a slight heaviness on her shoulders.

Most of the girl's body was entangled, and Zhao Yao still kept the sleeping position last night.

The wrapped gauze came loose a little, Zhao Yao carefully tied it up again.

The little red marks on the side of the forehead did not swell up, and it seemed that the ointment was still effective.

Zhao Yao stretched out her hand to smooth the thin hair next to the girl's ear, and touched the delicate skin with her fingertips. The girl was still asleep and showed no sign of waking up.

The pink lips were close at hand, and the breath overflowing from the nose fell gently on Zhao Yao's palm.

It has been a long time since that night of intimacy.

Zhao Yao, who had evil thoughts in his heart, stared straight at the girl's fine eyelashes, but if there was a slight tremor, the evil thoughts might dissipate.

But the girl didn't respond at all, Zhao Yao stood up slightly, leaned over and kissed those soft lips.

In the past, under the influence of her mother, Zhao Yao only thought that intimacy with others was a meddlesome thing, so she was very taboo and even disgusted with contact with others.

But now, if he can make the girl obey him for a while, it will be hell, and Zhao Yao will go there willingly.

It was rare to wake up naturally all night, Wen Ruyan stretched her waist, only to see Zhao Yao sitting on the low couch dealing with business.

In the morning, Wen Ruyan glanced at the boiled eggs in his bowl, and subconsciously looked at Zhao Yao's porridge bowl, and there really was none.

"Let's be half alone." Although the two of them were angry last night, how could Wen Ruyan really feel at ease and eat Zhao Yao's share alone.

Zhao Yao glanced at the girl with some guilt, then looked at the half egg in the bowl, her earlobe became slightly hot and asked, "Half for one person, do you know what it means?"

Wen Ruyan took a sip of porridge and rice, and ate half an egg in one bite, his cheeks puffed up slightly, chewing with great care.

"Word?" Wen Ruyan swallowed the food, holding a wooden spoon in his hand, and thought for a long time, "What word?"

"You..." Zhao Yao pursed her thin lips, looked helplessly at the silly girl, lowered her head to eat the porridge, and kept silent.

What does this reaction mean?

Wen Ruyan couldn't get the answer. Seeing that Zhao Yao didn't want to take the initiative to solve the riddle, she felt that it would be embarrassing to speak up, so she simply kept quiet.

In the first ten days of April, the number of enemy attacks in the northwest became more and more frequent, and arrows and food were also in short supply.

Zhang Youmou frowned and said, "After going on like this, I'm afraid I'll run out of ammunition and food in half a month at most."

Zhao Yao looked at the enemy camp in the northwest that had not yet evacuated and said, "Tonight you lead a vanguard of a hundred people to sneak into the enemy camp at night, and you must burn their food and grass."

"The minister leads the order."

Wrapped in a thick outer robe, Wen Ruyan stood aside tremblingly in men's clothes, and whispered, "But how does Mr. Zhang know which tent the grain and grass are stored in?"

"Master Zhang is resourceful, so you don't have to worry about it." Zhao Yao looked at Zhang Youmou who was already gathering people.

Hearing Zhao Yao's praise suddenly, Wen Ruyan was still a little unresponsive.

The two have known each other for several years, and Zhao Yao has never praised others for being smart, so Wen Ruyan looked at Mr. Zhang curiously.

Well, the length is indeed quite in line with the standards of frail scholars, but it looks a bit too feminine, and I always feel that there are some places that are awkward.

Just as Wen Ruyan was looking at it seriously, the earlobe was suddenly grabbed, Zhao Yao frowned slightly and said, "Don't look around."

"I was wronged." Wen Ruyan covered her ears, subconsciously hiding away.

Last time, it seemed that I just looked at Wang Jun a few times, but this time it was replaced by Mr. Zhang, a frail scholar. Zhao Yao's taste changed too quickly.

Seeing that the girl was very wronged, Zhao Yao felt distressed and said, "Master Zhang has married a wife, so don't think about it."

Who's thinking about it?

That night when the enemy's camp was ablaze, Wen Ruyan was dozed off, but suddenly regained his energy and shouted, "Burn!"

"Don't move around, okay?" Zhao Yao hugged the girl slightly, and tightened the cloak covering the two of them.

Wen Ruyan poked his head and looked at the group of people rushing in this direction, but there were still enemy soldiers chasing them, and it was at the moment of life and death that they said: "They are chasing you!"

Zhao Yao looked at the chasing enemy army, and ordered the army to cover and let people open the city gate.

The city gate was wide open, and Zhang Youmou was wounded. Looking back at the enemy camp in flames, he already had a slight chance of winning.

Fortunately, there were not many enemy troops, and after the city gate was closed, they were killed quickly.

"The sky is still burning." Wen Ruyan looked at the smoky northwestern army camp.

Zhang Youmou stood aside with his arms wrapped in gauze and said, "The nearest river outside Yuncheng is several miles away, and they don't have water to fight the fire."

Wen Ruyan was full of admiration as he looked at Mr. Zhang, who was handsome in appearance but impeccable in his work, and praised him: "Mr. Zhang, you are really amazing."

"Girl, you're being polite." Zhang Youmou felt a murderous aura inexplicably when he praised the girl.

The female emperor on one side looked at this side with a very cold expression, and Zhang Youmou hurriedly found a reason to leave.

Wen Ruyan hadn't had time to ask the details, but the shy Mr. Zhang actually left, sighing with great regret.

Zhao Yao raised her hand and lightly grasped the girl's hand that was hanging by her side, then shortened the distance between the two and said, "Do you like Master Zhang very much?"

Hey?

"I don't, so don't think too much about it." Wen Ruyan felt that there was too much jealousy in these words, and explained with a strong desire to survive.

But the girl's frantic and concealed answer made Zhao Yao feel that there was something wrong.

The silence between the two of them seemed strange.

Perhaps because of the lack of food, the attack of the soldiers of the Northwest Kingdom suddenly seemed to go crazy.

Due to the lack of weapons, Zhao Yao ordered to wait for the enemy to approach before attacking.

Looking at the densely packed crowd, Wen Ruyan suddenly felt the ground tremble, and arrows were shot from above. Seeing it like dark clouds, Wen Ruyan murmured: "Aren't these arrows the weapons that come up automatically?"

"Master Zhang!" The girl suddenly rushed out of the hiding place, ran to Zhang Youmou on the other side, and said something very intimately.

Zhao Yao's expression became more and more ugly, and when the girl timidly ran towards this direction, she was about to speak out, but she heard her happily say, "I thought of a way to pick up equipment."

"You..." Zhao Yao looked at Zhang Youmou and asked someone to bring straw figures and soft quilts, so she knew what she meant.

After several rounds of enemy arrow formations came, they collected a lot of arrows.

The soldiers of the Northwest Kingdom thought that the soldiers of Yuncheng had run out of ammunition and food, so they did not fight back. They did not expect that when the troops approached, they were attacked one after another.

After a few days like this, there were differences among the enemy forces in the Northwest Kingdom, and the attack gradually weakened a lot.

At noon, Wen Ruyan ate the tasteless porridge and rice, and looked at the barracks opposite without a trace of smoke.

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Yao stretched out her hand and waved in front of the girl.

Wen Ruyan ate porridge and said, "It's been the fifth day they haven't turned on the fire to cook."

Zhang Youmou nodded and said, "Young lady observes extremely meticulously."

"Thank you for the compliment." Wen Ruyan smiled with eyebrows bent.

It's just that when the smile met Zhao Yao, it suddenly froze, and Wen Ruyan looked away in embarrassment.

But Zhao Yao refused to take a second look, obviously out of jealousy.

When Zhang Youmou retreated, Wen Ruyan approached awkwardly and said, "It's all because Mr. Zhang spoke first, so I didn't pay attention. Don't be angry."

"Why should I be angry?" Zhao Yao asked slightly annoyed when her mind was poked.

The girl poked her bright eyes closer and said, "You are not angry, why are you not happy to see me talking to Mr. Zhang?"

"I'm not happy?"

Seeing that Zhao Yao was trying to save face, Wen Ruyan put his hand lightly on Zhao Yao's shoulder, winked and said, "It's not like we don't understand, you just admit it if you like Master Zhang."

Zhao Yao's breathlessness is the most fatal, and she raised her hand and patted the girl's hand away, saying, "I don't like Zhang Youmou."

Wen Ruyan, who suddenly lost his center of gravity, sat on one side, looking at Zhao Yao's expression with puzzlement in his eyes, still a little unbelievable.

"Impossible." The girl looked at him curiously.

"It's impossible." Zhao Yao pursed her thin lips slightly, fixed her eyes on the girl, and said courageously, "I like someone else."

Wen Ruyan suddenly didn't dare to blink his eyes, and didn't take much breath.

No way!

"What's the matter with you?" Zhao Yao saw that the girl was silent in a daze, raised her hand and pinched the girl's cheek lightly.

The girl didn't respond, she buried her head in the porridge and suddenly became too quiet.

Zhao Yao was a little uncertain whether the girl understood her words.

At this moment, Wen Ruyan's mind is full of the most impossible possibility.

I must have guessed wrong, no matter how I think about it, it is too nonsense.

Maybe it was just a prank.

After all, Zhao Yao liked to play tricks on people before, but she never seemed to play tricks on others.

Could this be because of her special way of expression?

Don't panic, you have to be steady no matter what!

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