A kitten dressed as an empress

The end of the year was ushered in before the winter snow stopped. On New Year's Eve, when the two of them were making a fuss, when Zhao Yao woke up in the morning, the person in her arms was still awake.

The trip to the imperial temple was going to be out of the palace for a few days, so Zhao Yao pestered her to ask for it a few times at night. At this time, the palace was already a little bright due to the white snow.

It was probably because she was tired last night, and now even Zhao Yao pinches her face but there is no response.

The bedroom with floor heating is particularly warm. Zhao Yao stretched out her fair arms to caress her loose fine hair, and the silky black hair slipped from her fingers.

The hall with the doors and windows closed was particularly quiet, and Zhao Yao could even hear the soft breathing of the person buried in his neck, which was a little scalding and itchy.

I don't know when, the palace people outside called softly: "Your Majesty, it's time to go to the emperor's temple to worship."

"I know." Zhao Yao lowered her head and gently brushed away the black hair covering the side of her face with her fingertips. When she saw the spots on the white spot, she pecked her slightly puffed soft lips and whispered: "If you don't wake up, little lazy cat, I'm about to leave the palace."

It's a pity that there is still no response, Zhao Yao sighed helplessly, and she couldn't bear to let go of her hand.

After changing into court clothes and leaving the palace, Zhao Yao couldn't see her wake up in the end, so she had to tell the palace servants to take good care of her and leave a note with her along the way.

It was high in the sun, and the hall was already brightly lit. Wen Ruyan, who had to wake up because of hunger, poked his head out of the warm quilt.

Wen Ruyan narrowed his eyes and glanced at his side. Zhao Yao was no longer on the bed, and the hall was silent.

On the first day of the new year, Zhao Yao had a lot of work to do, Wen Ruyan was wrapped up in the quilt and didn't want to move, but she was hungry, so she wanted to sit up vigorously.

Who would have thought that Wen Ruyan, who had not sat up yet, with back pain and bones cracking, was as stiff as a coffin board, lying straight on the bed, and could not help but whisper: "Zhao Yao is such a beast!"

Last night, Wen Ruyan really felt Zhao Yao's strength, she was able to hold both of her hands with one hand, and in the end she could only be slaughtered like meat on a chopping board.

After much difficulty, she moved her muscles and bones and sat up slowly. Wen Ruyan reached out to get the clothes that had been tidied aside, but saw the note on it.

[Little lazy cat, I will return after three days, don't read it. 】

Looking at the awkward address, Wen Ruyan thought to herself how many years she has been together, how can she still not know her activities on the first few days of each year?

What a tsundere!

After lunch, Wen Ruyan felt bored looking at the empty hall, so he got up and went to Zangshu Pavilion to see Xia Xiang.

Unexpectedly, the Cangshu Pavilion was even more bleak, Xia Xiang put down the pen in her hand, stood up and saluted, "Miss Wen, why are you here?"

Wen Ruyan looked at the huge book library, raised his hand and rubbed Xia Xiang's face, and said, "I'll come to see you today when I'm free, where's Miss Su?"

"Ms. Su went out of the palace to return to the palace yesterday, and she can only return to the palace after the Lantern Festival." Xia Xiang brewed tea and brought it to Wen Ruyan.

"It's really cold here." Wen Ruyan saw that there was only a small pot of charcoal fire, and took a sip of the tea in his hand, "I'll ask someone to bring you some more charcoal, and if it's not enough, report it to the secretary." name, the father-in-law will definitely give it to you."

Xia Xiang nodded, raised her hand to take a small piece of pastry, her index finger was callused from holding the pen for a long time.

Wen Ruyan brought out all kinds of pastries from the food box and asked: "Which ones do you like, I will send more next time."

"These are delicious." Xia Xiang chewed with puffy cheeks.

"Children who are not picky eaters grow up fast, which is good."

Now after New Year's Eve, Xia Xiang is seventeen, and she feels that she is an adult, but Miss Wen still seems to regard herself as a child.

"Have you eaten all the hard-boiled eggs that I send you every day?" Wen Ruyan remembered the thin appearance of Xiaogong when she first saw her, so even when she left Yuqing Palace, she always had egg broth for her. to meet her nutritional needs.

Xia Xiang nodded in response: "Well, I eat eggs every day."

"That's good." Wen Ruyan chatted for a while, then picked out some books by himself, while Xia Xiang still sat at the desk and copied books.

In the evening, Wen Ruyan wanted Xia Xiang to go back to Chaotian Palace, so that she would be alone in Zangshu Pavilion.

But Xia Xiang shook her head and declined politely: "There are still many books that have not been copied, and His Majesty will not be happy, Xia Xiang had better not go."

Wen Ruyan thinks so, Zhao Yao even obviously cares about the little palace people when she comes to see her. If she secretly takes the little palace people back to Chaotian Palace while she is out of the palace, the scene will probably not be very friendly.

"Ok."

At night, Neisi and his party brought several bags of charcoal, a new cotton bedding and two new robes.

Xia Xiang raised her hand to touch the soft quilt and felt extremely warm, and she was even more grateful for Miss Wen's care.

In the capital city, the sound of firecrackers does not stop at night, and the aristocratic families have come and gone in these few days, and the restaurants are extremely lively, with endless banquets in the middle of the night.

All the big families had gatherings, and several banquets were set up in the garden, one side room for men and another side room for women.

"The granddaughter of the old Su family is not yet married. If an old girl of this age wants to marry, she must look for a widow."

"If a girl from another family is unmarried at this age, the mother's family will feel ashamed to face others. I feel ashamed to see that she was born in this old Su family and let this old girl come out!"

"Don't tell me, this old Su family is not as good as it was back then. Now that Su Hao has become an upstart in the court and has led the Qin family into the court, maybe Qin Yuan, the eldest son of the Qin family, is waiting for this old girl."

"A few days ago, I met the old lady of the Qin family. Guess what they said?"

"Don't be a secret, just speak out, let everyone listen to it."

"Mrs. Qin is not happy to marry such an old girl as her daughter-in-law. It is estimated that it is not easy to have children at such an advanced age. Besides, the eldest son and concubine of the Qin family gave birth to a fat grandson for the Qin family. The position of the main wife is presumably determined by default. "

"But how did I hear that the eldest son of the Qin family has not married his wife for so many years because he is waiting for this one from the Su family?"

"These words are mostly used by ignorant young girls. Married women don't know that men are all house flowers without the fragrance of wild flowers. If this is considered infatuation, then aren't those who visit brothels and tiles all infatuated?"

There was a burst of laughter at the end of the speech, Su Qing had just come out to breathe, but never heard these words.

Although we know that winter and spring communication is the most difficult for people, but such words hurt people more than sharp knives.

When returning to Su's mansion in sedan chair at night, Su Qing was about to enter a side room, but her mother suddenly said: "Qing'er, you stay here, I have something to say to you for my mother."

Su Qing felt a little apprehensive as she entered the room. Her mother's brows were now wrinkled, and her expression was not as energetic as in earlier years.

"What did mother tell her daughter?"

"You go back to the palace this time and resign from the position of female officer."

"Why?"

Mother Su sighed and said, "Why are you so stubborn, what woman can live without her husband and son?"

"It's also good for me to be alone in the palace. I have been with books for many years, and I don't have to rely on my husband and son to get by."

"Who is not a snobbery in the palace, if there is no support from the Su family, how can you have the current position of female official?"

Su Qing pursed her lips slightly and said, "Even if there is no Su family, I can still take my talents and knowledge as my job."

"Confused." Seeing this, Mother Su couldn't help but sighed, and said regretfully, "If I knew this, I shouldn't have taught you to read and write. It would save you from being criticized."

"Mother, you taught your daughter to read and write in order to distinguish right from wrong and know the etiquette. How can your daughter not do it now?"

"If you know the etiquette, you should follow the orders of your parents and the words of your matchmaker. Why are you so stubborn?"

"Etiquette teaches people the three cardinal principles and five constant principles, the elders and children are orderly, respect teachers and friends, and my daughter has never violated it."

Seeing this, Su's mother became even more annoyed: "You are stupid in studying, you don't care about the reputation of the old Su family, your elder brother was ridiculed for proposing marriage to you, and now the women of the aristocratic family trample you under their feet and laugh at you, Have you ever cared about your mother's face, is this how etiquette was taught to you?"

"I……"

Every time it happened, the mother would cry angrily, and Su Qing could only keep silent if she wanted to refute.

Su's mother wiped her tears with a handkerchief in her hand and said, "Your father passed away suddenly, and there was only one woman left in the Su family to resist. Now that your brother has finally achieved something, I don't expect you to be a glory for the Su family, but at least you have to." Finding a husband with a place to stay in the future is better than being a laughing stock."

These words did not come to fruition, Su Qing stayed up all night.

In the morning, Su Hao was having tea in the garden, seeing the pale Su Qing, he asked, "Little sister, did you argue with your mother again last night?"

"Brother, please don't ask me to marry you again. Whether it's the Qin family or the Li family and the Zhou family, if you mention marriage again, I will cut off my hair and become a nun, and I will never enter the Su family for the rest of my life."

"You, why bother?" Su Haozhi looked like a gentle girl, but she was actually very proud. She wanted to persuade her mother, but it backfired unexpectedly.

He was supposed to stay until the Shangyuan Festival before returning to the palace, but because of this sudden dispute, Su took advantage of the darkness to return to the palace in a carriage on the evening of the sixth day of the Qing Dynasty.

When the sky was getting dark, only a small lamp was kept in the Library Pavilion for lighting. Xia Xiang held hot tea in one hand and handed it to Su Mistress who was sitting at the main table: "Miss Su drinks tea."

Su Qing looked at Xiao Gongren and replied, "Thank you."

"Have you eaten?" Xia Xiang was guarding the small stove on one side of the stove, and because the robe was a bit inconvenient, she rolled up the sleeve robe to reveal a small slender arm.

"No." Because of the conversation with Su's mother, Su Qing didn't eat much.

Xia Xiang held a small bowl in one hand to fill some broth, and in the other hand held long chopsticks to pick up a lot of meat slices and fish balls, held them in front of Miss Su and said, "Please use."

Su Qing didn't expect Xiao Gongren to build a small kitchen in Zangshu Pavilion by himself, and tasted it with chopsticks, it tasted really good.

"Miss Wen sent this from someone, saying that drinking soup in winter is especially warm."

The little palace man himself filled a small bowl and sat on one side.

"Well, it's really warm."

Until the little palace man cleaned up the dishes, he didn't ask why he returned to the palace early.

At night, when Su Qing returned to her room with a heavy book in her hands, the little palace man suddenly said, "Miss Su, are you unhappy?"

Su Qing looked at the little palace man hesitantly and said, "Why do you ask that?"

The Zangshu Pavilion is not connected to the backyard, and the open-air yard is separated by two places. The little palace man stepped on the snow and approached with a lantern in his hand and said, "Because your frown has never been loosened."

The cold wind swayed the lantern violently, but the little palace man's eyes were still very bright. Su Qing had seen such bright and moving eyes before.

At that time, my eyes were so full of light, and I once sighed that if I was a man, I would not be willing to be mediocre in this life.

"I'm just a little tired." Su Qing looked away, looking at the blurred shadow falling on the snow.

If I obey my mother and elder brother's arrangement, will I feel better?

Obedience, are you still yourself?

Su Qing sighed softly and said, "It's late at night, you should go back to your room and sleep."

The two walked into the backyard corridor one after the other, Su Qing pushed the door open and entered, and when he raised his hand to close the door, the little palace man stood outside the door and said: "Your room does not have a charcoal basin, Shall I get it for you?"

"The supply of charcoal fire in Zangshu Pavilion is limited, so let's save it." Su Qing remembered what her mother said, and she was even more unwilling to accept the extra care of the Su family.

Seeing that Miss Su was about to close the door, Xia Xiang hurriedly said, "Miss Wen asked her nephew to give you a lot of charcoal. I'll set up a pot for you. It's so warm that you can sleep comfortably."

Su Qing was slightly stunned, but the little palace man naturally started to light a fire.

On a snowy night, one had to burn a charcoal with an open fire to remove the smoke. When the scarlet light came on, the little palace man hurriedly set up the charcoal and fanned it carefully, with a more serious expression than when she was copying books.

When the charcoal basin was burning vigorously, the little palace man heaved a sigh of relief, raised his hand and slightly opened a small corner of the window sill and said sideways, "It's done."

Su Qing pursed her lips tightly, feeling ashamed that she still needs a child to take care of her at such an age.

"Then Xia Xiang won't disturb Miss Su's rest." The little palace man saluted, then lifted the small lantern, got up and turned to walk out the door, raised his hand to hold the door, and watched with twinkling eyes, "You should rest earlier, don't be tired .”

After the door was closed, Su Qing realized that the little palace man was so busy because he said he was tired just now, and couldn't help laughing.

This tiredness is a tired heart. Could it be that the little palace man feels tired because of the exhaustion of his own boat?

Su Qing's eyes fell on the charcoal basin, and there was a faint warmth between his fingers, and even his heart didn't seem to feel the coldness.

The wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, and it didn't stop until the Shangyuan Festival was approaching, but the snow for several months had crushed many bamboo branches and branches, and Zhao Yao in Chaotian Hall rarely had the interest to draw a pen for this.

On the long desk is the case file. Zhao Yao dipped the pen in one hand and dipped it into the painting coupons, and the dead branches were filled with thick ink.

It was a very exciting work, but I never cared about the kittens lying in one place, because they are all fluffy.

When Zhao Yao stopped writing, she realized that something was wrong, and saw a pair of small ears trembling slightly between the fluffy hair.

Because it is convenient to read the storybook, the kitten is lying straight on the corner of the desk, with its two pink hind paws lying side by side, and its fluffy head is resting on its two front paws. very.

Only the little tail dangled violently, the hair at the end was stained with ink, and the flicked hair was stained with splashed ink, but he didn't even know it.

Zhao Yao looked at the little cat with raised brows, raised the corners of her lips, raised her hand and pressed the little tail lightly, and said, "Don't move around."

"Meow?" The little milk cat turned around and looked at it puzzled.

It wasn't until Wen Ruyan saw the dot of ink that he realized that he had turned into such a ghost.

"Meow!" The little milk cat turned over and got up, chasing the little tail clumsily, turning around several times.

Zhao Yao couldn't help but raised her hand to press her little head and said, "It's so stupid, don't you feel dizzy?"

The little milk cat's glass-colored eyes looked at Zhao Yao with grievances, then raised its ink-stained paws and patted Zhao Yao's hand lightly.

This was originally a scene of winter bamboo snow, but it turned into a scene of a kitten walking on the snow. Zhao Yao had to wrap her arms around the fluffy kitten, and lightly held up the chubby ball with one hand to comfort her: "Don't make trouble, I will give you Wash."

"Meow!" The little milk cat called out reluctantly, Zhao Yao kneaded the soft claws with her fingertips, let her call out softly, turned around and walked towards the inside.

The originally fluffy ball was soaked in water, and suddenly became a small one that can be held in the palm of your hand.

Zhao Yao gently rubbed her snow-white hair with her fingertips, squeezed her small ears with one hand and said, "You don't seem to have grown any flesh this winter."

The little milk cat obediently hid in the tub and softly called: "Meow."

so cold……

After finally finishing washing, Zhao Yao wrapped the little milk cat in a thin blanket and went out to sit on the low couch to scrub the hair.

"Meow." The little milk cat nestled peacefully in her arms, looking like a baby because of the thin blanket.

Zhao Yao pinched her chubby face with her fingertips and said, "You are so cute when you are obedient."

Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao with complicated eyes, but her face was still pinched in her hands, so she could barely keep smiling.

If it weren't for the friendship between the two of us, I would definitely bite you hard!

Zhao Yao just let go of the little milk cat's hair.

The charcoal basin on the side was burning vigorously, and the little milk cat went straight to it, and even pulled a small blanket to lie on the side.

The snow-white little milk cat is looking at the charcoal basin intently, its amber eyes are shining brightly, as if it is very warm.

Zhao Yao remembered the last time her tail was burned, so she stepped forward and put her arms around the little milk cat and said, "Don't burn your tail again."

"Meow!" Don't underestimate people!

The little milk cat tried to push Zhao Yao away with its paws, but the gap between the two sides was so great that Wen Ruyan couldn't help but refuse, and in the end he had to lie flat and be bullied by Zhao Yao.

Because of Zhao Yao's cold body in winter, her limbs are frighteningly cold, so the little milk cat has become Zhao Yao's exclusive hand warmer.

It can run along with you, and has its own heat preservation function, which can be called a new energy-saving technology.

In the afternoon Zhao Yao lazily nestled on the bed, Wen Ruyan wanted to get out from under his arms, but was held tightly, there was no chance of escape.

Helpless, she was forced to take a nap, and Wen Ruyan escaped from Zhao Yao's clutches after taking the medicine in the evening.

Zhao Yao was a little sleepy, and subconsciously leaned to the side of her body, and suddenly fell into the air, she couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly opened her eyes.

There was darkness in front of her eyes, and then she looked away, and saw the faint light, and she sat at the desk by the window and read the story book, and then she let go of her hanging heart.

It got dark too early in winter, perhaps because she was afraid of disturbing her rest, so Wen Ruyan only lit a small lamp.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" Zhao Yao sat up and said.

Wen Ruyan heard a voice approaching with a lamp in his hands and responded, "I called you several times, but you didn't answer."

Zhao Yao looked deeply at the only light in the hall, raised her hand to lightly touch Wen Ruyan's warm cheek, and said in a low voice with peace of mind: "This medicinal soup is too easy to make people fall asleep."

"Drowsy?" Wen Ruyan raised his hand to hold Zhao Yao's hand, and said with a slight frown, "Why are you still sweating?"

"I didn't touch you by my side just now, so I broke out in a cold sweat." Zhao Yao responded slightly unnaturally.

Wen Ruyan wiped the cold sweat from Zhao Yao's palm and said, "I don't know how to run, you are scaring yourself."

Zhao Yao pursed her lips slightly and remained silent, but blushed a little.

"Why don't you go wash up, anyway, it's not time to eat yet."

"it is good."

When it was bright in the hall, Zhao Yao stepped into the inner room to take a bath, and when she just took off her clothes and entered the water, she did not expect her to follow in.

Wen Ruyan didn't expect to see such a straightforward scene and blushed and replied, "You don't have any clothes, I'll bring them in for you."

Zhao Yao tilted her head and looked at the person who was stunned to one side with a slight smile, "Why don't you dare to look at me?"

"What's there that I'm afraid to look at?" Wen Ruyan couldn't bear to be provoked the most, and deliberately moved closer.

The room is surrounded by water and mist, and the light shimmering in it seems to be smudged. Zhao Yao rolled up her long hair and looked at Wen Ruyan calmly, her eyes as quiet as ink were full of tenderness to meet Wen Ruyan and said : "Am I pretty?"

Smelly shameless female hooligan!

Wen Ruyan blushed and looked at Zhao Yao's white jade-like skin and said, "It's not bad."

Zhao Yao flicked a few drops of water over between her fingers, Wen Ruyan raised her hand and wiped her face and asked in bewilderment, "What are you doing?"

"you are lying."

"What did I lie about?"

But Zhao Yao didn't reply anymore, she just wiped her face with a long towel, the previous joy was no longer on her face.

Wen Ruyan originally wanted to leave, but looking at her stinky expression and wondering what she said just now, he wondered if he didn't praise her for being pretty, so he was unhappy?

The question is, to go or not to go?

There was no sound of footsteps for a long time, and when Zhao Yao was about to turn her head, the sound of gudong water followed.

Zhao Yao looked at the person approaching in puzzlement: "Didn't you wash it?"

"I'll wash it again with you." Wen Ruyan approached fawningly.

It was rare to be so gentle, but Zhao Yao raised her hand to cover Wen Ruyan's face and asked, "I'm not a child, why do I need you to accompany me?"

Really angry.

If I had known earlier, it would be better to praise her for her good looks. I really regret it!

Wen Ruyan pouted and leaned closer to kiss Zhao Yao's lips in response: "You are a beautiful woman who is overwhelmed by the city and the country. I was joking just now, don't be angry."

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Yao pinched Wen Ruyan's nose with her fingertips and said, "Lying again?"

Whoops, my old battered face.

"Take it easy." Wen Ruyan dodged backwards, raised her hand and rubbed her nose, thinking that if she had known earlier, she might as well not have coaxed her!

The two quieted down inexplicably, Wen Ruyan felt a little embarrassed, and planned to turn around and leave.

But she was caught before landing, Zhao Yao lowered her head and rubbed her face sideways, and said in a muffled voice, "Aren't you coaxing now?"

Zhao Yao's arm was like a hemp rope, Wen Ruyan had no room to resist at all, so he could only tilt his head in response: "If you say I lied again, you won't suddenly want to bite me, right?"

If Zhao Yao's strength is used in this position, blood will be spilled on the spot if he is not careful.

The courtiers of Chaotian Palace were already inexplicable by their own sight, but if they died in the bath, they would really be unable to explain clearly with eight mouths.

"You're not lying, why should I bite you?" Zhao Yao took Wen Ruyan's hand, tilted her head and lightly pecked behind her ears, hugging Wen Ruyan in a whispering gesture.

Wen Ruyan only felt itchy, tilted his head and suppressed a smile, thinking that this awkward person is really tossing himself around corners.

"I sincerely praised you for your good looks. Did that mean to tease you earlier?"

"Playing with me?" Zhao Yao lightly played with Wen Ruyan's hand between her fingers, looked at it with a little hesitation, leaned over and said in a low voice, "Then I'll come and play with you too."

What Wen Ruyan said was inexplicably trembling, and when she subconsciously wanted to break free, her hands were already bound by Zhao Yao.

Alas, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't play with her!

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