A kitten dressed as an empress

"Why don't you speak first, and you want me to speak first?" Wen Ruyan has always been a little confused about some of Zhao Yao's awkward behaviors.

If you like it, Zhao Yao never takes the initiative to express it, and even deliberately uses the majesty of the emperor to coerce and lure him. This is not a normal way of communication.

But if you say you don't like it, Zhao Yao is extremely concerned about her food and clothing, and she can take the initiative to show weakness and ask for peace when she is noisy on weekdays, and she basically responds to her needs.

Sometimes even Wen Ruyan felt a little sorry for the good ones, so for guarding the gate in the palace, even in severe cold and heat, he would be diligent and responsible to the end.

After all, you can't be a moth.

"Don't you like me?" Zhao Yao took a deep breath in her heart, and held the girl's hand in her palm, "Earlier you said that it depends on performance, but now you want to go back on what you said?"

The breath between these words became extremely fast. Because the two were facing each other, Wen Ruyan saw the frost quickly filling Zhao Yao's eyes very clearly. It's so easy to get angry, so easy to grow old."

Zhao Yao didn't push the girl's hand away, but just wrapped her arms around the girl slightly, buried her breath in the girl's neck slightly and said in a low voice: "You despise me for not being a man, right?"

The force was so strong that Wen Ruyan felt as if he was about to be cut in half. He pinched Zhao Yao's earlobe with his fingertips and said, "What are you thinking about? If I don't like you, why would I kiss you?"

Zhao Yao approached and pecked the girl's ears a few times, her nose filled with the girl's fragrance and said: "Maybe you are just greedy for novelty and fun, and when you lose interest, you won't be with me."

Whoever said this came from, Wen Ruyan thought it was nonsense, but it happened that Zhao Yao said it himself, which made it impossible to refute.

Regardless of Zhao Yao's natural appearance and national beauty, just as an emperor, she should not be such a weak person.

People who are always too strong in the outside world on weekdays will actually feel unconfident.

Thinking about the story of the little girl, Wen Ruyan guessed that she was somewhat similar to Zhao Yao's childhood. Her father and mother were lost, and her aunt was too strong.

Perhaps Zhao Yao's strength is actually covering up her fragility. The reason why she repeatedly asked if she liked it but never took the initiative to say that she likes it may be because she is afraid.

Fear of being rejected.

"You kiss so itchy." The girl suddenly distanced herself, squeezed Zhao Yao's cheeks with both hands, lowered her head and kissed that thin lip, biting it mischievously, and then opened the distance and said solemnly, "Actually, I can I like you!"

If you don't be suspicious, show your power, or be aggressive, of course it would be great.

These words are like being thrown into a silent pool suddenly, but there is no splash after a plop.

Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao who was completely unresponsive in embarrassment, thinking this is really maddening!

"What do you mean by this reaction?" Wen Ruyan originally wanted to appease Zhao Yao, but his words were also full of sincerity, and there was no response suddenly, which was too heartbreaking.

Zhao Yao lay on her side and responded, "Is what you just said true?"

"Of course it's true." The girl seemed to be puffed up, and raised her hand to wrap the quilt, "I said I like it, why didn't you tell me?"

"Zhen..." Zhao Yao pursed her thin lips a little bit, but she couldn't speak, she breathed calmly and said, "Your words don't count, can you make a written statement first?"

How do you feel about signing a deed of sale in this day and age?

Wen Ruyan hadn't thought about getting married yet, so she didn't dare to blink, stepped back hesitantly and said, "This is a free love, how can we sign it?"

"Don't you dare?" Zhao Yao approached and put his arms around the girl who was about to escape, "If you and I were in the southern country at our age, we should be mothers."

The girl smiled stiffly and said, "I'm still a baby."

These pretentious words made Zhao Yao almost unable to hold back his face and laughed, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "How old are you?"

Wen Ruyan responded with a soft snort, "I'm only eighteen, not counting the time I've been a cat."

"You're shameless, you turned eighteen last year, and you should be nineteen this year." Zhao Yao scratched the girl's nose with her fingertips.

The girl blinked and said, "I don't care, I'm eighteen every year."

Zhao Yao didn't want to be distracted by the girl, so she tightly clasped the girl's hand between her fingers, fixed her eyes on the fair and tender face, leaned over and kissed her cheek and said softly: "Since you have shown your heart, I will promise you a phoenix crown." Xiapei."

It's over, I just confessed my love, why do I feel like I'm about to get married?

Wen Ruyan had already retreated to the side of the bed, and there was no way to retreat behind him, so he could only be embraced by Zhao Yao and said in a low voice: "We have just started, so why don't you spend more time with each other to get to know each other better?"

How can modern people get married just after falling in love?

"You and I have known each other for five years, isn't it long enough?" Zhao Yao seemed to have gotten a favorite doll, she never let go of her hand, her cheeks were still slightly hot.

Wen Ruyan couldn't refute this, so he could only let Zhao Yao be imprisoned, and changed the topic: "Actually, like and love are still different, do you want to stop thinking about it carefully?"

"What's the difference?" Zhao Yao breathed calmly, and then she opened the distance a little bit, and looked at the girl with a bright light in her eyes.

Wen Ruyan, who has always been thick-skinned, blushed in a hopeless manner, looked dodgingly at the candlelight projection on the wall and explained: "Likes are more common, flowers, grasses, pastries and food are all fine, words of love have a deeper meaning, My own feeling is that you like a flower but you can break it cruelly with your own hands, but if you love a flower, you will not break it, but choose to cherish and protect the flower."

This complicated explanation was really embarrassing for Wen Ruyan, who couldn't finish the [-]-character essay.

"In my opinion, there is no difference between the two." Zhao Yao reached out and pulled the thin hair on the side of the girl's face behind her ears.

The girl's eyes blinked very quickly, and she said in a panic: "Of course, we have not yet reached the level of love, but we will gradually become in the future."

Zhao Yao felt that there seemed to be something different about the girl tonight, different from her usual frankness and cuteness, on the contrary she was very serious.

"I'm a little sleepy." Wen Ruyan couldn't bear Zhao Yao's scorching gaze, she raised her hand and pulled the quilt to cover her face in embarrassment.

The candlelight swayed slightly, Zhao Yao quietly poked into the quilt, clenched the girl's hand between her fingers, stared at the sleeping face with dark eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.

The lights were on in the long night, and Zhang Youmou's face was slightly drunk in the restaurant. Almost all the officials of the Manchu Dynasty were here. If the drinks continued until late at night, most of them were already very drunk, and they were taken away by their servants.

Dali Temple Minister Li Yi approached slowly and said, "Master Zhang has a lot of alcohol."

"Master Li, you are polite." Zhang Youmou pretended to be drunk and stretched out his hand to support the wall, "I heard that Master Li is from Fuzhou, but I didn't expect that he can drink so much. It is really rare."

"Although people in Fuzhou are not good at drinking, they have been trained in court for many years. I am older than you, how about calling Brother Li?"

"Then the younger brother will not refuse, Brother Li."

When he was leaving the restaurant, Zhang Youmou was drunk and asked, "I heard that brother Li was the number one scholar in the scientific examination back then. Have you ever heard of the candidate named Liang Ming?"

"It's been many years, and I can't remember." Dali Temple Minister Li Yi looked at Zhang Youmou intently, "Is this person a friend of Mr. Zhang?"

"Brother Li thought too much. It was found out a few days ago that a member of the Wang family was involved in a murder case, and the deceased was this person, so I wanted to ask a few questions." The two talked a few times, secretly suspicious, Zhang Youmou's eyes flashed Qingming, but my heart is already somewhat clear.

In the middle of the night, the door of Zhang's mansion opened. Zhang Youmou got out of the sedan chair and went into the backyard very calmly. He saw that the lights in the main room were still on.

"You are back." The woman approached with a pale face.

The waiters retreated slowly, and Zhang Youmou sat aside with a serious expression and sighed but did not speak.

The woman stuffed the hand warmer in Zhang Youmou's hand, and sat aside with hot porridge in one hand to comfort him: "I have survived for many years, and you are too anxious to hurt yourself."

With the hand warmer in his hand, Zhang Youmou felt a little warmer in his heart, and nodded in response: "What you said is, no matter whether he is the elder brother or not, he can't be in a hurry now. How many people in the court are staring at me for making mistakes."

"Come, have porridge." The woman held the porridge spoon and handed it to her mouth.

"I'll do it myself." Zhang Youmou tried to raise his hand with a slightly awkward expression, but was avoided by the woman instead.

The woman said with a slight smile: "You are good to hold the hand warmer and eat some hot porridge in peace, otherwise you will suffer when your sunflower water comes in a few days."

Although Zhang Youmou was very awkward, he couldn't help staring at him affectionately. He lowered his head and ate his porridge peacefully. After a while, he said, "I will definitely not let you suffer with me anymore."

"Stupid words, if I'm afraid of suffering, how can I be willing to follow you." The woman looked at her with a smile.

Even after being together for many years, Zhang Youmou still couldn't help the tender eyes, his cheeks were slightly hot and he whispered: "You, don't look at it."

Knowing that this man is thin-skinned, the woman lowered her head and lowered her eyes, restrained her smile and replied: "Well, I won't look at you anymore."

The spring moon is like a hook, and when the cold wind goes away, it will be warm spring in March.

The Taishanghuang's condition became more and more serious day by day, and the imperial physician was in urgent need several times. After Zhao Yao visited him a few times, he knew that time was running out.

Wen Ruyan, who had finally received his salary, was in a particularly bright mood. He was stringing hundreds of copper coins into a big string in his hand, his eyes lit up, like a little money-grubbing mouse.

"Others think that the copper plate is bulky and inconvenient to carry, but you don't want to break the silver, you have to toss yourself." Su Qing really didn't understand Wen Ruyan's strange hobby.

Wen Ruyan held a large bag of copper plates and said, "You don't understand this, I intend to make decorations."

"The last time you complained to His Majesty, I haven't forgiven you yet."

"Your Majesty inquired personally, I am a young female official, how dare I not respond?" Su Qing felt a little bit sorry for being told.

"Then you can talk to me, because I still treat you as my own sister." Wen Ruyan said nonsense with sincerity.

Su Qing couldn't believe it, Wen Ruyan, who was full of nonsense, could only nod to deal with it.

In the afternoon, Wen Ruyan strung the copper plates into a big necklace, hung it around her neck, and sat in front of Zhao Yao nervously, saying, "Look, this is my salary!"

Zhao Yao looked at it hesitantly, and slowly swallowed the tea and said, "I advise you not to wear it out."

It was so ugly that Zhao Yao didn't want to take another look.

"Don't worry, I won't take such a valuable item of money out to show off." Wen Ruyan could still hear a heavy sound when he took off the big necklace and put it on the desk, "Hey, do you want to wear it?"

"No need." Zhao Yao refused with extreme disgust.

But the girl hadn't noticed it yet, so she leaned over, smiled while holding the big necklace in her hand, "You're welcome, let me see the effect when you wear it."

Zhao Yao felt chills at the thought of the big necklace that was going to be close to her neck, she couldn't hide her rejection and said, "I don't like wearing any jewelry around my neck."

Wen Ruyan originally only wanted to tease Zhao Yao, but she didn't expect Zhao Yao to react so seriously, so she had no choice but to withdraw her hand.

"Why don't you like it?" Wen Ruyan stood up and looked at the accessories in front of the dressing table, only to find that there was indeed no necklace, not even a bracelet.

Zhao Yao looked at the big copper plate necklace that was casually put aside by the girl and said, "If you don't like it, you don't like it. Do you need any reason?"

The girl turned her head and looked at her with bright eyes, and approached her very curiously: "Then why do you like me?"

"Because..." Zhao Yao looked at the girl's face that was too close, and kissed her soft lips with her head, her eyes twinkling in response, "You make me feel very at ease."

Wen Ruyan's whole body was about to crack.

What kind of situation would you like because of a person's peace of mind?

Another example is that you look so reassuring, no matter how you think about it, it is a comfort card.

The girl was full of sorrow, and Tanjin lightly pecked Zhao Yao's slightly tight lips and said, "Give me back the kiss!"

Hey?

Zhao Yao looked at the girl in confusion, and didn't understand why she suddenly lost her temper.

The palace servants from outside reported in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Physician of Chaotian Palace is in urgent need."

"Understood." Zhao Yao closed the memorial and slowly got up. The girl on one side was lying lazily on the low couch, obviously not intending to pay attention to others.

Without saying a word, Zhao Yao went out of the palace gate and took a chariot to Chaotian Palace. The sun was shining brightly outside.

However, it was still extremely cold inside Chaotian Hall, the Supreme Emperor took a long breath, a large cloud of white mist overflowed from his nostrils, his face was also weak, only his eyes were still somewhat energetic.

"Yao'er, you're here."

"Yes."

The palace people retreated outside, Zhao Yao walked in through the curtain, the doors and windows were closed tightly without any ventilation.

"Is my aunt better?"

"I'm afraid this illness won't be cured." The Supreme Emperor's figure was covered by a loose robe, and he barely sat with his back leaning on the soft pillow.

Zhao Yao stood at the side, sat down without approaching, just looked at calmly and said: "This month, the imperial doctor has been in emergency several times, have you ever found out what the disease is?"

Taishang Huangwei waved first, and Zhao Yao sat sideways on the bed, with her icy cold hand resting on the back of her hand, and sighed in a slightly vicissitudes of voice: "The illness has become more and more serious in the past few months, aunt is afraid that you will not be able to take care of the government alone. , specially promoted the guard Zhao Zhong to be the commander of the Forbidden Palace, in case there are unruly people who try to take advantage of the chaos and make trouble."

"I'm sorry, auntie." Zhao Yao replied calmly, but in her heart she secretly thought that she was a very cunning old fox.

During these several visits, Zhao Yao has already discovered that there are Chaotian Palace guards everywhere outside the main hall. If she is a little careless, she may be in danger.

The Supreme Emperor forced a smile and said, "I had a dream last night. Your mother misses you very much."

Zhao Yao stared at the soon-to-be-deceased Supreme Emperor, and from the corner of her eye, she could vaguely catch a glimpse of the projection of a fallen weapon and blade outside the window.

"Yao'er also misses her mother very much."

"That's good." The Supreme Emperor patted the back of Zhao Yao's hand lightly, and then held Zhao Yao's hand with great strength, "Your mother asked your aunt to avenge her in a dream, do you know what kind of revenge it is?"

There was a crisp sound of bones between her fingers, Zhao Yao didn't struggle to respond: "Yao'er doesn't know, please ask my aunt to explain."

The force was released suddenly, and the Supreme Emperor coughed quickly. Zhao Yao glanced at the back of the hand that was rapidly purple and blue, and the fingerprints were very clear.

When the coughing subsided, Zhao Yao served him with tea.

The Supreme Emperor took a sip of tea, his expression eased a lot and he said, "Your mother didn't hang herself back then."

Zhao Yao took the teacup and stared at the serious Emperor Taishang with her eyes, and said slowly, "Auntie, have you found the murderer?"

"It's almost there." The Taishanghuang stared straight at him, and there was almost no strange person in this expression.

"What does aunt plan to do?" Zhao Yaojing sat on one side.

"Did the Qionghua in Yuqing Palace ever bloom?" The Supreme Emperor did not respond to Zhao Yao's words, but instead asked about something else.

Zhao Yao shook her head and replied, "It's still early, and it would be April at the earliest in previous years."

"Auntie is a little tired, let's go." The Supreme Emperor closed his eyes and stopped talking.

"Yes." Zhao Yao stood up, turned and walked.

The Supreme Emperor's eyes slightly opened to look at the person who gradually disappeared into the smoke.

What was unintentionally planted in the willow at the beginning, whoever imagined it will bring about today's fruit.

The old mother came in from the outside, approached with a soup in her hand and said, "You are still too kind."

"Benevolence?" The Supreme Emperor sighed, and laughed at himself, "Where does the emperor have mercy, it's only a trick."

"Then why don't you do it?"

"There is no better candidate for the royal family in the southern kingdom than her." Back then, in order to prevent the ministers from bringing their young sons into rebellion, many bloodlines of the royal family were beheaded just now. Now the court is full of wolf ambitions. Without her, the southern kingdom may be destroyed.

The old mother knelt aside with a wooden spoon filled with soup and medicine, and said with tears in her eyes, "You should drink the medicine."

The Supreme Emperor took a few sips of the decoction, then sighed suddenly: "If you have time, you have to take time to see Qionghua, I'm afraid I won't be able to see it in the coming year."

"Okay." The old nanny held half a bowl of soup and medicine left, recalled the words in the palace, and said hesitantly, "I heard that His Majesty has been very intimate with a female official recently."

"What is this person calling for?" The Supreme Emperor looked sharply at the old mother on one side.

"I heard it's a girl surnamed Wen, she looks like a vixen, and I heard that she eats and sleeps with His Majesty every night."

With narrow eyes, the Supreme Emperor picked up a handkerchief and wiped the medicinal soup near his mouth, and said with a sneer, "Catch her quietly at a chance, and see what kind of a vixen she is."

"Yes."

When Zhao Yao came down from the chariot, she felt that the sunlight outside was surprisingly cold, and she still didn't make a sound when she entered the main hall.

If the Great Guard Zhao Zhong is the commander of the Forbidden Palace, he will be in charge of the entire imperial city's troops.

This is really a sharp knife placed around the neck, as long as he moves a little, his life may be taken away.

Zhao Yao only felt the coldness pervading from her bones, she reached out to pick up the teacup but lost her hand due to the pain.

The girl came out from the inside in a little sleepiness, looked at the tea on the floor in puzzlement and said, "What's wrong?"

"nothing."

Wen Ruyan knew at a glance that there must be something wrong. He stepped forward and looked at Zhao Yao's expression. It was a warm spring this year, but he had a cold face. It seemed that he had quarreled with his aunt.

"Just say it if you're not happy, don't keep it in your heart, otherwise it will be very uncomfortable." Wen Ruyan stretched out his hand and was about to shake Zhao Yao's hand, but was dodged unexpectedly.

Zhao Yao didn't want Wen Ruyan to find out that she was injured, so she said coldly, "No need."

"It's not me who provoked you, why are you so angry?" Wen Ruyan sized up the pale Zhao Yao to himself, and squatted down to clean up the broken teacup.

"Just let the palace people clean it up, why do you have to do this?" Zhao Yao raised his left hand and reached out to hold the girl's arm, a little worried that she would be cut by the debris.

But the girl avoided it angrily and said, "I'll do mine, you don't care."

As soon as Zhao Yao heard it, she could tell that the girl was angry and unhappy, so she sat on the side silently, letting the pain in her right hand bone tighten.

"Ah!" It's really unlucky, Wen Ruyan looked at the food and pointed out the blood, feeling very distressed.

But I didn't hear someone's voice, and I felt even more unhappy, okay, it's only been a few days to be so indifferent, you deserve to be single!

Wen Ruyan threw the fragments into a porcelain plate, then sat on the low couch with the medicine box in hand, not paying attention to anyone.

There were too many ointments, and Wen Ruyan couldn't find them for a while, so he rummaged through them randomly, complaining in his heart why Zhao Yao had prepared so many ointments.

"It's the second one on the third row from the left."

Zhao Yao kindly reminded her.

"Don't worry about it!" The girl looked at this direction angrily, and then quickly took out the medicine bottle.

It's just that the girl's movements were too awkward when dressing the wound, and Zhao Yao, who was watching from the side, wanted to make a sound but was afraid of making her unhappy, so she had to keep silent.

Wen Ruyan had sensed her gaze a long time ago, but Zhao Yao insisted on not moving for a while, so she could only step forward and say, "Do me a favor and tie a knot."

Zhao Yao stretched out her left hand, but she was dodged. The girl raised her hand to her right hand and said wonderingly: "Just say you are weird today, why don't you show your right hand to see people?"

The hands protruding from the sleeves are already dark purple, in sharp contrast to the white and perfect.

"Who hurt you?" Wen Ruyan looked at the scar, and her heart became tighter.

"It doesn't matter about you." Zhao Yao withdrew her hand and explained in a relaxed tone, "It was just accidentally bumped into it."

A three-year-old would not believe this, let alone Wen Ruyan.

I just went to the Chaotian Temple, the only person who can hurt Zhao Yao in this world is probably her perverted aunt.

No wonder Zhao Yao always prepared a lot of wound medicine, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, Wen Ruyan held Zhao Yao's wrist and said, "Don't just stand still, what if you don't apply the medicine and become disabled in the future?"

Zhao Yao pursed her thin lips slightly, looked at the girl who was carefully applying the ointment, and said just now: "Don't worry, the bones are not misplaced, it's just some flesh injuries."

The girl tied the gauze clumsily and replied, "I'm not worried about you."

"Really?" Zhao Yao asked with a slightly lonely eyes.

"You're so stupid." Wen Ruyan held Zhao Yao's hand carefully, "If I wasn't worried about you, I would have turned my back on you just now."

Zhao Yao pursed her raised lips slightly and responded, "Well, you're right."

If a girl is unhappy on weekdays, how can she be coaxed so quickly.

Previously, her whole body was icy cold, but now she is getting warmer, but Zhao Yao knows that no matter how good the ointment is, it is not as good as that of a young girl.

Zhao Yao didn't believe it when he heard that heart disease needs heart medicine, but now he believes it.

Because of concerns about the safety of the girl, Zhao Yao didn't want to use force against the Supreme Emperor, because there would be casualties in a fight.

If she is not careful, she is likely to be involved and become a victim of the struggle.

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