A kitten dressed as an empress

Even in the quiet Yuqing Palace, it was extremely difficult for Zhao Yao to fall asleep, and she woke up when the sky was light.

That edict put him under house arrest in Yuqing Palace in a disguised form, and there was no need to go to the early dynasty.

The little milk cat rested its head on its right shoulder, opened its mouth slightly and let out a whirring sound, and lay most of its body in front of it, which was somewhat heavy.

Zhao Yao stretched out her hand to hug the little milk cat and placed it beside her, only to see that the little paw was still grabbing her clothes.

The gold veil is not completely covered, and there are countless tiny holes on the outside. Although it is a bit inconvenient, objects can still be seen.

Holding the soft little paw in her palm, Zhao Yao did not get up but lay on one side.

The little milk cat was sleeping soundly, its pink nose was slightly loose, its usually bright eyes were narrowed into slits, and it looked a little silly.

When it was bright outside, people from the two palaces called a few times outside, and Zhao Yao got up.

Dining in the outer hall, a vegetarian noodle soup mixed with a few vegetables is not too oily.

Nanny Li, who was still busy being courteous in the past, sneaked away secretly and only ordered the people from the two palaces to deal with it.

After breakfast, Zhao Yao went into the inner hall, where the little milk cat on the bed was eating cakes in the desk drawer.

No wonder there was a period of time when the pastries in Yuqing Palace were always consumed extremely quickly, and most of them were hidden by this little milk cat.

"Little guy wakes up really late." Zhao Yao reached out and rubbed that dangling little head.

Wen Ruyan poked his head and rubbed his palms, there were still a lot of pastry crumbs on his mouth, and his amber eyes were particularly conspicuous.

"Meow."

Zhao Yao flipped through the Braille book and whispered, "Is it delicious?"

In fact, Wen Ruyan wanted to eat meat a little bit.

The girl on one side flipped through the book quietly and elegantly, not worried about her situation at all.

Wen Ruyan crawled out of the drawer, and lay obediently on the desk, with her two front paws side by side resting on her small head, looking extraordinarily peaceful.

Wei's little tail was wagging non-stop, clearly bored.

The early morning sunlight in early summer fell on the little milk cat through the open window, and the white hair was even more shiny under the light.

The little milk cat, who was still energetic just now, fell asleep again in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Yao looked at it with her lips pursed slightly, raised her hand and picked up a thin blanket to wrap the little milk cat sleeping on its stomach, before sitting quietly on one side to read a book.

Wen Ruyan didn't wake up until the afternoon, the sun was still shining brightly outside, time passed so slowly.

The girl who was originally sitting quietly was not in the inner hall, Wen Ruyan jumped off the desk with her head stuck out and looked around.

I saw the girl coming from the outer hall, coming against the light, approaching slowly in a plain dress, her figure is slim and charming, her black hair tied behind her back, and the golden veil is even more mysterious.

This is really like a lady in an ancient painting.

Wen Ruyan raised her head and stared blankly. When the girl approached, she realized that the girl was actually much taller than expected. She had just turned fourteen.

It probably has something to do with family genes. Last time, the Taishanghuang, that is, the girl's aunt, looked quite tall.

Zhao Yao leaned over and took the grain weeds and moved them lightly: "Does the little guy like grain weeds?"

Foxtail?

Before she had time to respond, Wen Ruyan instinctively jumped up and wanted to grab it.

Zhao Yao moved extremely fast, and the little milk cat flew into the air, looking at it innocently, obviously not planning to give up lightly.

The little milk cat has grown in size, so the strength of its limbs has also gradually increased. In order to catch weeds, it even stood upright.

It's a pity that there is too much difference in size between a person and a cat. Zhao Yao sat alone on the low couch, holding the weeds between her fingers and shaking them from side to side. .

After Zhao Yao hung the weeds on the little milk cat's head, the little milk cat's head turned around, and after a while, it collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.

"Aren't you going to play anymore?" Zhao Yao poked the little milk cat on the face with the corners of Zhao Yao's lips raised slightly.

Wen Ruyan was exhausted, but he couldn't bear his instincts, so he reached out and grabbed the foxtail.

The grain weeds that had not been tossed and folded into several pieces, Zhao Yao let go, and raised her arms to embrace the fluffy little milk cat.

Wen Ruyan, who was suddenly suspended in the air, stared blankly, still biting the foxtail in his mouth, and his big eyes were full of curiosity.

"Is it fun?" Zhao Yao pinched the little ears with her fingertips, and lifted the two little paws of the little milk cat, "I've gained weight recently."

Girls, if you don't like it the most, it is probably that you have gained weight recently.

Wen Ruyan looked down at the little arms and legs, and suddenly felt that she had really gained weight.

"Meow..." This is really a sad story.

Zhao Yao looked at the little milk cat that suddenly became quieter, and carefully put it down, only to see the little milk cat lying lazily on her knees, looking just tired.

But after a while, the sound of whirring sounded, and the little milk cat lying on its stomach opened its mouth slightly, apparently fast asleep.

"The little guy sleeps really fast." Zhao Yao raised her hand and rubbed her little head, looking at the shadow cast on the smooth wooden board.

The dim sunset stretched Zhao Yao's figure extremely long, and the undulating humming of cicadas outside the window made the huge palace silent.

From midsummer to late autumn, the entire courtyard of Yuqing Palace is covered with withered and yellow leaves. The palace without heating is empty and cold.

Even Wen Ruyan felt that it was very cold, but there were no charcoal basins in the palace.

When the first snow fell, Wen Ruyan saw the heavy snowflakes flying all over the sky for the first time, so he jumped off the window sill and ran wildly on the snowy ground in the courtyard.

When Zhao Yao watched the little milk cat's head fall into the snow, the corners of Zhao Yao's lips rose slightly.

When Wen Ruyan came back from the snow, he realized that his whole body was covered with snow, and he couldn't even shake it off. He could only look longingly at the girl sitting by the window.

"Don't move." Zhao Yao met those amber eyes, and wrapped her small head with a handkerchief in her hand, perhaps her movements were very gentle.

The little milk cat squinted her eyes comfortably and called softly: "Meow..."

Zhao Yao rubbed the snow-soaked hair with her fingertips, and hurriedly reached out to embrace the little milk cat and entered the inner hall.

When it was time for dinner in the evening, the palace people prepared meals, Zhao Yao covered the side of the little milk cat sitting quietly with a wide sleeve robe, and when she took the initiative to take the medicine, she said: "You guys go down."

"Yes."

After the palace door was closed, Wen Ruyan crawled out of the sleeve robe, only to see the simple food, and it was already cold.

But the stock of pastries has long been exhausted, and now Wen Ruyan can only eat cold food.

Zhao Yao divided the rice in half and brought it to the little milk cat to appease him: "Hey, eat."

Wen Ruyan watched the girl eating cold rice as usual, as if she didn't mind it at all, so she obediently ate half a bowl of cold rice.

If things go on like this, even if they don't starve to death, they will suffer from malnutrition.

At nightfall, the lamps in the palace were extinguished early, and Zhao Yao hugged the little milk cat and nestled on the bed.

There was no heating at night in winter, and Wen Ruyan shivered from the cold, and dared not move at all, for fear that the cold wind would enter the quilt.

The four little paws huddled together, and the little head rubbed against the girl's cheek, before burying it in the socket of her neck.

Zhao Yao rubbed the little milk cat's cheek with her fingertips and asked, "Is it cold?"

"Meow..." Wen Ruyan rubbed against the girl's cold palm with chattering teeth.

"Go to sleep, you won't be cold when you sleep." Zhao Yao hugged the little milk cat in her arms tightly, and a cold white mist overflowed her nose unconsciously as she spoke.

In the middle of the night, the girl's breathing became more and more stable, but Wen Ruyan was still very energetic.

Wen Ruyan carefully got out of the quilt, jumped off the bed, quickly ran to the window in the dark, pushed open the crack with his small head, and then jumped into the snow.

It was probably due to the palace people making things difficult for her. Although it was already winter, but she was still wrapped in a thin quilt in summer, how could it be possible to warm up.

After sneaking along the long corridor to the residence where Nanny Li and the palace servants were staying, the charcoal pots were burning and it was obviously extremely warm.

Wen Ruyan huddled beside the charcoal basin to warm his frozen bones, and cleaned off the snow from his hair.

It was cold and windy outside, and it was snowing heavily. Nanny Li was fast asleep on the side, while people from the two palaces were sleeping outside.

The weight of the quilt was seven or eight catties at least, Wen Ruyan, the little milk cat, couldn't be dragged by his size, but charcoal was fine.

So Wen Ruyan rummaged through the house, and finally found a bag of charcoal. Just as he was about to tear it up, the charcoal poured out with a clanging sound, neither too loud nor too soft.

Suddenly a light came on, and a small bamboo stick was pulled out, Wen Ruyan rushed out of the window in pain, and squatted in the corner trembling.

I saw that Nanny Li looked around very vigilantly and said: "Where did this little wild cat come from, dare to steal things, if there is a next time, it will have to be skinned!"

Wen Ruyan rubbed her little paw in pain, and finally waited for the surroundings to calm down again, before looking in, the bag of charcoal was gone.

Alas, I have been busy working all night, and my hands are still empty.

Rushing back to the main palace from the residence in the side hall, the heavy snow still hadn't stopped, Wen Ruyan jumped onto the window sill dejectedly, then raised his head and closed the window.

The snow all over his body was stuck to his hair, Wen Ruyan lowered his head to straighten the snow, and suddenly there was a soft sound, and he was lifted up immediately.

"Where are you going?" The girl held the back of her neck in her palm. Because there was no light around, Wen Ruyan couldn't see the girl's expression clearly, so she could only respond cooperatively: "Meow..."

Zhao Yao put the little milk cat on the bed, and raised her hand to comb the snow on the little milk cat.

Wen Ruyan, who was almost scared of Xiaodan, fiddled with it in a panic, and stretched out his little paw in an extremely cooperative manner, not daring to say a word during the whole process.

Even meow, I dare not meow.

When the girl was lying next to her again, there was a faint light outside the window. Wen Ruyan lay on her back, holding the girl with her four little paws and embracing her arms.

Girl, aren't you angry?

Wen Ruyan looked sideways at the girl who closed her eyes and said nothing, and then looked away at the gauze above her head, thinking that probably not.

After all, the girl didn't seem like a person who would get angry.

Drowsily falling back into the cage, when he opened his eyes again, it was already bright outside.

Zhao Yao was nestling on the bed with the book in her hands, and she just looked away when she saw the little milk cat in her arms opened her eyes in a daze.

"Meow." The little milk cat leaned up unsteadily, but stopped abruptly after walking a few steps, and the little front paw on the right seemed to be swollen.

Wen Ruyan poked his head to look at the little paw, that old mama must have been too heavy handed.

"How did it hurt?" Zhao Yao raised her hand to hold the little milk cat, combed the hair with her fingertips, and saw a clear red mark.

"Meow?" Wen Ruyan suddenly felt that something was wrong, but this girl could see it?

The little milk cat's eyes were wide open, Zhao Yao raised her hand and knocked on the head, then got up to get the medicine box.

The smooth movement made Wen Ruyan suddenly realize that she can definitely see the girl!

Usually, I thought that the girl was just used to the route of the palace, but such a quick reaction was clearly a normal person.

Wen Ruyan slumped his head on the soft quilt, and suddenly felt that his IQ had plummeted since he became a cat.

But why did the girl pretend not to see it?

Zhao Yao smeared the ointment with her fingertips, and the little milk cat beside her looked at her brightly, as if she hadn't blinked since just now.

"You are not allowed to sneak out in the future, do you hear me?"

The little milk cat poked its head and approached, Zhao Yao looked at it with gauze in his hand, a little confused.

One person and one cat, with four eyes facing each other.

Wen Ruyan silently looked away, thinking that maybe the girl had some reasons beyond her control.

"Okay." Zhao Yao finally tightened the gauze, which caused the little milk cat to let out a soft cry. She couldn't help feeling a little soft-hearted, and lightly rubbed her drooping little head with her palm, "Little guy, the palace is very dangerous."

"Meow." Wen Ruyan blinked at the pale girl, and rubbed her head against the cool palm.

Girl, it should be to save your life.

Due to her inconvenient legs and feet, Wen Ruyan had no choice but to lie peacefully on the bed.

At noon, Zhao Yao was eating in the outer hall, and Li Mama was holding the food and said impatiently: "Your Majesty, why don't you show softness to the Supreme Emperor."

Now there are only two palace servants in Yuqing Palace plus Nanny Li. There are not many people working in winter, and all the big and small things are very troublesome.

Nanny Li was also a prominent figure in Chaotian Temple back then, but now that she has fallen to such a state, she has a lot of calluses on her hands, so she is naturally resentful.

The blood of the royal family of the southern kingdom is only the master in front of him, if he is willing to show softness, why bother to suffer.

"Mother Li, I don't need anyone to wait on you, you can step back." Zhao Yao replied indifferently.

"Yes." Nanny Li replied deflatedly, and turned to leave the palace.

The heavy snow outside finally subsided, and Madam Li spat in a low voice: "What a waste of that fish soup and stew!"

Wen Ruyan, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly smelled a scent, and his stomach started to growl in coordination.

Wen Ruyan, who woke up from his sleep, looked blankly at the girl beside him.

"Little guy, we have delicious food today." Zhao Yao reached out to embrace the confused little milk cat, then got up and walked to the outer hall.

Wen Ruyan stared at the fish placed in the dishes with dull eyes, and was suddenly moved.

"Why don't you eat it?" Zhao Yao saw that the little milk cat seemed to be still asleep, so she pushed the small bowl full of fish meat forward, "Don't you like it?"

"Meow." Wen Ruyan buried her head in eating the fish, her little tail wagging happily.

Zhao Yao sipped the fish soup, raised her hand and rubbed the soft hair, the clear soup for several months was waterless, and even the little milk cat lost weight.

The little paws tied with gauze looked even more pitiful, Zhao Yao thought of the words of Nanny Li just now.

Soft?

This has always been too tough, not only his own life will be lost, but even the little milk cat may starve to death in this Yuqing Palace.

Timing requires an appropriate timing, which is very important.