A kitten dressed as an empress

At night, Wen Ruyan hugged the pillow and lay on her side, still a little dazed.

Zhao Yao treated herself very differently from others, but she actually guessed that she had an affair with the Supreme Emperor, and even said it face to face.

God, this is literally rubbing your face against the ground.

As for the face or something, it really can't be saved.

Wen Ruyan, who was ashamed and humiliated, was wrapped in the quilt without saying a word, not daring to look at Zhao Yao at all.

Zhao Yao held the book and looked at the girl who was buried in the soft pillow, her heart was also very nervous, and she had made up her mind not to get too close to her, lest she be seen as a frivolous person.

But today they just reconciled, so they can't wait to be intimate with her.

The two had their own concerns, and until Zhao Yao fell asleep late at night, they didn't dare to touch the girl's hand.

With such restrained behavior, Wen Ruyan, who was slow, didn't realize something was wrong after half a month.

It is reasonable to confess, why do you feel colder than before?

Wen Ruyan was wrapped in a thick robe and stood guard outside the hall, while the guards beside him were as motionless as sculptures.

In the early morning, it was not yet bright outside, Wen Ruyan put his hands in his sleeves and was still covering the hand warmer, but his whole body was still shivering uncontrollably.

"Sister Su, why hasn't the morning court ended yet?"

Su Qing tilted his head to look at Wen Ruyan and responded, "Today, the court and China are discussing important matters, and there will probably be heated debates."

"Oh, I have to have breakfast for this meeting." Wen Ruyan got up too late in the morning, so he ate two pieces of pastries, and his already hungry stomach growled.

"Miss Wen, Su Qing can't afford to call her sister. It's better to call Su Qing in the future." Su Qing reminded her standing by the side with a straight figure.

"Sister Su, you're welcome." Wen Ruyan's cheeks were frozen stiff, and he blinked his eyes and said, "Both of us are guarding the gate, you come first, you can take care of this elder sister."

Su Qing couldn't laugh or cry about the saying of guarding the gate. Why does it feel that Miss Wen really doesn't understand the duties in the palace at all.

The position in front of the Empress, other people can't take the position after smashing their heads.

"Let's say goodbye to this matter. The duties in the palace are clearly defined. If someone else hears it, please forgive me for any inconvenience."

Seeing Su Qing's sincerity, Wen Ruyan had no choice but to agree.

Suddenly there was a burst of wailing in the hall, it was so weird that Wen Ruyan shivered in fright.

Su Qing was very ordinary and only comforted him: "General Wang died in the war, and now the Wang family has no backer, so naturally they have to use some extraordinary means to win sympathy."

Otherwise, General Wang was so ostentatious back then, and now the Empress might not help, and the other three great families would have to swallow the Wang family alive.

Wen Ruyan at the side looked at the tightly closed palace door with extreme disgust and said in a low voice, "I don't know if it's not pity, but it's just that a big man is crying like this. It's probably scaring people to death."

Su Qing couldn't help but almost laughed out loud, so he could only pretend to be serious.

All the officials in the hall watched indifferently as Wang Wu, the son of the Wang family, wept loudly, with tears streaming down his face, without the demeanor of a general.

"Your Majesty, it is impossible for the army to embezzle food and salaries because of uncle."

Zhao Yao looked at the unmoved officials below and said: "This case will be heard by Qi An, Minister of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and Li Yi, Minister of Dali Temple, will jointly conduct a thorough investigation. Now the Wang family will be ransacked and dealt with, and the rest will be dealt with lightly. Dear friends! Do you have any objections?"

"The veteran has no objection." Grand Master Song said.

All the officials of the Manchu Dynasty followed suit.

The Wang family used to be very powerful, and the mansion collected countless gold, silver and jewels. Now that the general Wang died in battle, the tree fell and the monkeys scattered, and the bones were not cold.

When the door of the palace was wide open, Wang Wu, the son of the Wang family who was dragged out by the guards, was wailing in the snow, and all the officials came out of the palace one after another.

"It's really a reward for the world." Qi An, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, was very happy once he had a rare look at the majesty.

Taishi Song frowned slightly: "Is it a good thing for you to move out of the Wang family?"

Qi An, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, bowed his head and leaned closer in some puzzlement, and said, "Didn't you agree, Grand Master?"

"There is no one in the ruling and opposition parties of the Wang family, and sooner or later they will be defeated, but His Majesty took action directly, which means intriguing." Grand Master Song looked at Zhang Youmou's faction.

"Teacher, don't worry." Dali Temple Minister Li Xingli approached slowly, "That kid is not afraid."

Qi An, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishments, said with a smile: "Master Li said so, so there should be no big mistakes."

Grand Master Song looked at the falling goose feather and heavy snow and said, "I hope I don't worry too much."

Su Qing looked at the group of officials, and couldn't help frowning. The dispute between the ruling party and the opposition party was getting more and more intense. It was really not a good thing. He shook the snow off his body and said, "It's time for us to enter the palace."

Wen Ruyan sighed with glowing eyes, "Wow, these officials are quite handsome."

"What?" Su Qing thought there was something wrong with her ears.

Wen Ruyan looked at the group of officials and said, "The young man next to old man Song can be a star."

Su Qing glanced at the official who had gone away and replied: "That is Dali Temple Qing Li Yi, who has married the daughter of Song Taishi, and now has a son and a daughter."

"I just want to see, you don't need to search all over his family." Wen Ruyan poked his head closer, and looked at the overly serious Su Qing mischievously, "Could it be that you have..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Su Qing backed away, "It's time for us to enter the hall to serve His Majesty."

Wen Ruyan looked at Su Qing who turned away without hesitation, and sighed helplessly, people in this world were just joking, why are everyone so serious.

Entering from the outside of the hall, Su Qing consciously went to the side hall, Zhao Yao glanced at the girl standing aside, closed the memorial in her hand and said, "Are you hungry?"

"Yeah." The girl poured a cup of tea and took a sip.

The door of the main hall was not closed, and you could see the snow flying all over the sky, a vast expanse of whiteness.

"Then let's have breakfast first." Zhao Yao slowly got up and said.

The two entered an attic of the main hall, the palace servants prepared porridge and left silently, Wen Ruyan sat down casually, sipping hot porridge.

The tea boiled by the fire beside the stove, Zhao Yao held the teacup and took a sip and said, "Can you recognize all the officials in the court?"

The girl skillfully peeled the egg, put the egg in the little butterfly, handed it to Zhao Yao and said, "I know almost all of them."

"What are the appearance requirements for selecting officials in the court?" Wen Ruyan asked curiously.

Zhao Yao bit the egg and frowned slightly and said, "Who do you fancy?"

"I'm just looking casually, don't think too much about it." Wen Ruyan felt an inexplicable sense of foreboding from this sudden look.

It's no wonder that when I saw Wang Jun, Zhang Youmou, Zhao Yao would break like a vinegar vat, but now I think about my IQ falling into the pit.

"Talk about it." Zhao Yao couldn't help being suspicious when she saw the girl's flustered cover-up.

Wen Ruyan saw that Zhao Yao really wanted to get to the bottom of it, and said anxiously, "Actually, I was thinking that Grand Master Song is so old and has such a good temperament, so I just asked more questions."

Zhao Yao blinked her eyes lightly, and opened her thin lips lightly, "Grand Master Song is 72 now."

"Wow, he lived a long life." The girl sipped the porridge and changed the subject.

"Ah."

It should be said that Wen Ruyan was very flustered, and he was relieved until he didn't see Zhao Yao make trouble for a long time.

After eating and drinking, she also warmed up, Wen Ruyan got up and walked out of the attic, slightly stretched out her hand to lift her skirt, and stepped on the thick snow.

In the harsh winter, the strong wind seldom subsides, and the palace is especially quiet at this time, with Zhao Yao closely following.

The Wang family fell, and the other three families must rush forward to eat bloodthirsty meat.

Nowadays, if Zhang Youmou is thoughtful, he can take the opportunity to gain a firm foothold in the ruling and opposition parties, so it is not in vain to act in such a turnaround.

"Hey, you're a walking machine." Wen Ruyan was able to look at Zhao Yao who was walking straight to the edge, and hurriedly reached out to hold her hand.

Zhao Yao regained her composure, looked at the girl beside her, then looked at the guardrail, looked down at the entire palace and said, "This is the highest place in the entire imperial city."

The girl's cheeks were extremely rosy from the cold, and she looked into the distance with her round eyes: "This place is really high."

"You're scared?"

"If you fall down, I'm afraid your life will be lost." Wen Ruyan said while pulling Zhao Yao back a few steps.

"Yes." Zhao Yao glanced at the hand being held, the corners of her lips raised slightly, "You are so afraid of death, why did you dare to stay in Yuncheng?"

Wen Ruyan let go of his hand awkwardly and said, "It's too cold outside."

It's all because Zhao Yao's gaze was too provocative, Wen Ruyan couldn't hold it back, so he could only choose to run away.

Zhao Yao, who didn't get an answer, stared straight at the girl who was running away with her dress up, feeling a little disappointed in her heart.

"Come in quickly, so you don't get sick and uncomfortable." The girl turned around, her eyes full of worry.

Zhao Yao responded step by step, her thin lips parted lightly and then tightened hesitantly, the hand hanging from the sleeve still failed to hold the girl's hand.

Every day in the court hall, there are at least a hundred memorials, and as many as thousands. Even if there are ministers and female officials, Zhao Yao will sometimes review them several times to avoid mistakes.

During the twelfth lunar month of winter, the Supreme Emperor was seriously ill, Zhao Yao's government affairs became more and more serious, and it was common for him to stay up late at night.

"Aren't you sleeping yet?" Wen Ruyan yawned and rubbed his ink, looking at Zhao Yao who was still concentrating, thinking that the position of emperor was really ordinary.

Every day I go to bed later than a dog, wake up earlier than a chicken, there are a lot of government affairs, and the war has to go forward. The probability of sudden death is really too high.

Zhao Yao replied hesitantly: "Go to sleep first."

"No, I have to be a conscientious errand." Wen Ruyan patted his face with his hand and sat aside.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Yao finally stopped writing, stretched out her hand and rubbed her wrist, she turned her head and saw a pile of scattered clothes, while the little milk cat was sleeping soundly lying on the side.

She always forgets to take medicine on weekdays.

After a simple wash, Zhao Yao hugged the kitten and lay on the bed, stroking the fluffy hair with the palm of her hand, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

At the end of the year, the imperial affairs were busy, and Zhang Youmou personally handed over the memorial after checking the Wang family's property.

Tens of millions of taels of gold and silver, countless jewelries, and even thousands of hectares of fertile land, this amount is nearly half of the national treasury.

This is the danger of the four great families in the Southern Kingdom, devouring the Southern Kingdom like moths.

Zhao Yao asked Zhang Youmou to thoroughly investigate the murder cases of members of the Wang family, and if there are unjust cases, they will be retried.

The three aristocratic families who originally planned to share a piece of the Wang family's pie, not only failed to reap the benefits, but were frightened by the empress's thorough investigation and quickly put aside their previous transactions with the Wang family.

At the end of the early court, Zhang Youmou and General Zhao went out of the palace together, Song Taishi and his party approached sideways, and Qi An, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, acted as a dog's leg and said, "Master Zhang has worked hard for His Majesty."

"Master Qi is polite." Zhang Youmou looked sideways at Grand Master Song, and forcibly suppressed the surging killing intent in his heart.

This group of people are living on court salaries, but they only think about factional disputes and do things that ignore human lives.

Qi An, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, stepped forward and said, "It's rare to rest for a few days after today, so it's better to hold a banquet at the end of the year."

Zhang Youmou declined with a slight smile: "I'm sick in the inner room, I'm afraid I can't join the banquet, please forgive me, my lords."

"Master Zhang, can you..." Before Qi An, Minister of the Ministry of Justice finished his sentence, he was stopped by the eyes of Grand Master Song, so he had to shut up resentfully.

The group of people parted ways, Qi An, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, said indignantly: "This kid is now the new favorite of the court, why should you worry about him as a grand master?"

"Shut up." Grand Master Song couldn't bear it anymore, "He is His Majesty's new favorite now, do you think he is the one who offended you?"

The scolded scolded Shangshu Qi'an of the Ministry of Punishment hurriedly echoed: "The grand master taught me the right thing, my little head is confused."

Li Yi looked at Zhang Youmou with a complicated expression, which Wen Ruyan happened to catch.

"They don't seem to have an ordinary relationship."

Su Qing looked at Wen Ruyan, who was talking nonsense, and sighed helplessly.

When Wen Ruyan heard this sigh, she turned her head to comfort her: "Sister, you just..."

"No." Su Qing knew at a glance that Wen Ruyan's thoughts had gone awry, "Shouldn't you be thinking about the court situation for His Majesty?"

"I have it." Wen Ruyan took out a bronze mirror with a small handle from his sleeve, and took a look at his dark circles, "Here, look, these are evidences of hard work for the Empress."

The fact that the women in the palace have too deep friendship has existed since ancient times, and Su Qing is also aware of it.

What's more, the Taishanghuang also has such thoughts. Now that the empress suddenly chooses this lord, she naturally has the thoughts of being inhumane.

The palace people were also as clear as a mirror in their hearts, but it was the first time Su Qing heard someone be so straightforward, and was at a loss for words for a while, not knowing what to say.

Wen Ruyan looked at Su Qing whose cheeks were slightly flushed, and wondered if it was too cold outside?

When the two entered the hall, Wen Ruyan poured the tea and put it aside, Su Qing didn't dare to stay any longer and withdrew.

Zhao Yao took a sip of tea, stretched her brows and said, "There are a lot fewer memorials today."

Holding the teacup in her hand, the girl blew in response: "The ministers are all on holiday tomorrow, why don't you rest?"

"Soon." Zhao Yao put down the teacup and looked at the girl half lying on the desk, as if she was tired from standing for too long.

"Would you like to sit down?"

"Okay!" In fact, Wen Ruyan has always wanted to try the dragon chair.

The girl sat on the side, and said with a very disgusted face: "You sit here all day, be careful of hemorrhoids."

Zhao Yao was already familiar with the girl who always said some inexplicable words, and she could smell the faint fragrance of the girl when she moved slightly closer.

This fragrance is different from any spice prepared by Zhao Yao.

"Do you want to kiss me?" Wen Ruyan turned his head to look at Zhao Yao who was approaching, feeling a little flustered, but pretended to be nonchalant and made a sound.

He was fooled by Zhao Yao last time, and he was very indifferent this time, Wen Ruyan didn't want her to succeed so easily.

Zhao Yao pursed her thin lips, she didn't expect the girl to be so straightforward, even though she was used to being quiet, she still felt a little flustered.

"You, do you want to kiss?" Zhao Yao stared at the girl's overly calm face, and took advantage of the situation to hold the hand beside the skirt.

Wen Ruyan was caught off guard when he hit the spiral ball, thinking that Zhao Yao wasn't tired of talking so meanderingly?

But since Zhao Yao wanted to save face, Wen Ruyan was happy to play with her, winked mischievously and approached her and said, "Yes."

Zhao Yao thought she heard it wrong, but the girl really approached her directly, and the breath from her nostrils scattered gently.

"What's the matter with you today?" Zhao Yao pursed her lips slightly and asked a little puzzled.

Who would have thought that the girl said with a smirk, "This is the dragon chair in the Southern Kingdom Hall, don't you think it's very exciting?"

When Zhao Yao heard that the girl agreed because she just thought it was a novelty, she immediately became a little unhappy.

Although there was no emotion on the face, but the whole person avoided to one side and stopped looking at the girl.

Together with the girl's hand, Zhao Yao picked up the pen and sulked.

Wen Ruyan, who suddenly changed his mind, did not expect Zhao Yao's actions to be so straightforward, and thought that this person's behavior of flirting whenever he wanted was really a proper scumbag.

"You're not kissing anymore?" Wen Ruyan felt that she was too passive like this, and had to attack decisively.

Zhao Yao glanced at it and said in a muffled voice, "I don't think it's interesting."

Pricked... heartbroken.

The two stopped talking, and the atmosphere in the hall was extremely oppressive. When Su Qing entered with the memorial in his hands, he saw Wen Ruyan standing beside him.

"Let's change it." Wen Ruyan tugged at Su Qing's sleeve and whispered.

Su Qing glanced at the empress hesitantly, then nodded in agreement.

Wen Ruyan, who slipped out of the gate, was so angry that she wanted to yell three times!

asshole!

After taking a bath that night, Wen Ruyan lay straight on her side, stretched out her hands and put on a self-made eye mask, and buried her head in a deep sleep.

Zhao Yao was sitting in the outer hall reviewing the memorials. She hadn't seen anyone come out for a long time, so she approached the inner hall, only to see that the person was already sound asleep.

After a few days like this, it was the New Year's Eve palace banquet, Wen Ruyan watched Zhao Yao drink cup after cup, and was not interested in watching the dancing girls.

In the middle of the night, fireworks bloomed all over the sky, most of the officials were too drunk, Su Qing carefully supported the empress, glanced at Wen Ruyan who was at the side, wondering if these two were having a conflict?

Until entering the inner hall of Yuqing Palace, Zhao Yao collapsed on the bed, Su Qing looked at Wen Ruyan as if facing an enemy and said, "Miss Wen, you should do the personal work."

Why is Su Qing's eyes so familiar?

Wen Ruyan recalled when he made fun of Su Qing earlier, looked down at Zhao Yao and could only helplessly respond: "Yes."

Could this be the present newspaper...

When the sound of bead curtains colliding could be heard, Wen Ruyan glanced at the still motionless person, leaned over and raised his hand to take off the gold veil.

Zhao Yao, who frowned slightly, did not make a sound, probably because of the dim candlelight.

Zhao Yao's expression was a bit gentle, she was already good looking, Wen Ruyan didn't dare to look at it, but just stretched out her hand to take off the heavy outer garment.

When the girl untied her belt lightly with her fingertips, she leaned over and approached. The warm breath from her nose landed on Zhao Yao's neck, followed by the fragrance attached to the girl, and she let out a soft sigh Unable to hold back, Zhao Yao stretched out his arms to embrace the girl.

The undefended girl fell into her arms, and her lips gently brushed against Zhao Yao's cheek, feeling a little burning.

"I knew you were pretending to be asleep." Wen Ruyan quickly restrained her expression and said.

Zhao Yao slowly opened her eyes and turned her head to look at the girl, lightly rolled up the thin hair next to the girl's ear with her fingertips, touched the girl's red and frozen earlobe, and covered her heart in distress: "You know you still deliberately seduced me? "

Wen Ruyan leaned forward slightly, looked down at Zhao Yao and asked, "If you are an honest gentleman, how could you be tempted by me?"

"The mouth is a lot stronger." Zhao Yao didn't move, pinching the girl's earlobe with her fingertips.

The girl snorted softly, raised her hand and hammered Zhao Yao's right shoulder, and said, "Your state officials are allowed to set fire, and our people are not allowed to light lamps."

Zhao Yao couldn't tell whether it was because she was too drunk and lost her mind, or because the girl was too seductive, her breathing was a little slow, and she looked at the girl in front of her with blurred eyes and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "You Come here."

"Why?" The girl looked suspiciously, refusing to approach.

"The aftertaste of the imperial wine is too strong, I am drunk."

Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao who was slightly drunk, but her heart was beating wildly.

On weekdays, Zhao Yao is always strict, not only cold, but also fierce.

Such tender and watery eyes can make people's bones crisp.

"I, go get you some water to wipe it off." Wen Ruyan wanted to flee the scene hopelessly.

Zhao Yao grabbed the girl's sleeve with her fingertips and murmured: "Don't go."

The girl was stunned and didn't dare to move, her eyes were bright and charming, as if filled with the bright starry sky in the world, Zhao Yao only felt that her breathing was burning hot, and she said out of nowhere: "Come here, I want to kiss you."

Wen Ruyan's head was a little dizzy from being hit by such straightforward words suddenly, and he felt very drunk even though he hadn't drunk.

Wen Ruyan met Zhao Yao's affectionate eyes, and immediately couldn't bear it.

Is Zhao Yao really drunk or fake drunk?

"You're drunk and confused." Wen Ruyan always felt that the kiss at this time would develop into an uncontrollable situation, "I'll get you hot water."

"Don't go." Zhao Yao only felt her head dizzy, she clenched a corner of her sleeve between her fingers and called out, "Wen Ruyan, you said you would live and die with me, how could you not count it."

It was obviously just a matter of kissing, why did she make such a fuss like parting from life to death?

Seeing this, Wen Ruyan could only comfort her: "I didn't leave, I'm still here."

Zhao Yao blinked lightly and looked at the girl, then tightly held the hand on the back of her hand and said, "Aren't you going to kiss me?"

Good guy, this is not giving up until the goal is achieved, right?

"Darling, you can kiss any way you want." Wen Ruyan approached and looked at Zhao Yao's too hazy eyes, only then did he realize that maybe she was already drunk.

I have to say that Zhao Yao's way of getting drunk is really almost the same as in normal times.

This is going to be an agreement with a drunk, and I'm afraid it will only be entangled, Wen Ruyan struggled tentatively, and the grip on her hand became a little stronger.

Wen Ruyan said in pain, "Take it easy."

Zhao Yao was obedient and relaxed a little, and changed her hands to hold the hand that she had finally held. Rumo's eyes shimmered, and she looked at Wen Ruyan with great concentration and asked, "Are you really not going to kiss?"

"Good boy, it's okay to kiss, but you have to keep your word." Wen Ruyan approached, patiently as if comforting a child, but when he met those Rumo eyes, he felt a little guilty.

How does this feel like trolling ignorant girls?

But Zhao Yao is so cunning, she finally managed to bully her once, no matter how she counts, she is not at a loss.

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