A kitten dressed as an empress

"So lack of energy?" Zhao Yao wrapped her arms around the fluffy kitten and sat on a deck chair in the gazebo to bask in the sun.

The kitten lowered its head and eyes still a little dazed, nestled in Zhao Yao's arms on its back, and let its pink and tender paws be played with.

In spring, there is mostly drizzle, and it is rare to have a clear day, and the palace people in Chaotian Palace naturally have many things to do.

Zhao Yao pressed the thin blanket on her lap and held the book in one hand, while stroking the kitten's soft ears with the other hand, her movements were extremely gentle. When Su Qingduan went in to pack up the memorials for review, she saw such a scene.

It is really strange that the kitten in the empress' arms has not grown up for many years.

What's even more strange is that the empress is almost inseparable from Wen Ruyan on weekdays, but every time she sees the kitten, she doesn't see Wen Ruyan alone.

Once or twice is a coincidence, but the number of times is too many, so naturally I have some doubts in my heart.

In the afternoon, Su Qing went back to Zangshu Pavilion and asked the little palace man a few questions out of curiosity.

The little palace man was holding a teapot in his hand to add hot tea: "That kitten is the most loved by His Majesty, and sometimes even eats and drinks tea with His Majesty, as if he understands human nature."

"Then how does Miss Wen treat this kitten?" Su Qing warmed his hands with hot tea.

"When I was serving Miss Wen in Yuqing Palace, I almost never saw Miss Wen teasing that kitten."

Su Qing took a sip of tea and didn't say anything else, Xia Xiang then sat on one side, stretched out her hand to study the ink carefully and asked curiously: "Why is Miss Su suddenly curious about that kitten?"

"I just feel a little strange, as if I have never seen Miss Wen and the kitten appear at the same time."

The little palace man carefully added water to the inkstone and replied: "I was also a little curious, but later I found that the kitten is probably used to being wild outside, and doesn't often come back to the empress's side, and sometimes I don't see it for a long time. In Yuqing Palace, maybe Miss Wen doesn't like cats and dogs, so she's not interested in playing with them."

If it's a little wild cat, it really likes to run around in the various palaces, but with the Empress's strong temperament of controlling the situation, it doesn't seem like she would treat an uncontrolled little wild cat so pampered.

Su Qing only had doubts in his heart, but didn't think deeply about it.

Rarely, several female officials in the Tianqing Book Pavilion invited the people in the small palace to move the scrolls to the backyard to dry in the sun, to prevent mildew from damp due to the spring rain.

There are several female officials in this Zangshu Pavilion, the oldest seniority is a Jin female official who is nearly [-] years old, and now she is in charge of Zangshu Pavilion's affairs.

Jin female officials are gentle and polite to others, and rewards and punishments are clearly defined, so all female officials are safe.

But now a female official from the Song family came in, because the Song family was powerful in the court, so the female officials also tended to draw together, and the Jin female official was unwilling to meddle in her own business because she was about to leave the palace.

Therefore, when there are occasional disputes, most of them just turn a blind eye and close one eye.

Xia Xiang carefully unfolded the scrolls in charge one by one, rolled them up because the long sleeves were in the way, moved out the scrolls in charge quickly, and sat down to drink tea and rest.

The palace people worked lazily, especially the female officials of Song Dynasty, who were even more domineering because of the favor of the female officials.

"You little palace man knows how to be lazy!"

Miss Song looked at Xia Xiang who was sitting by the stairs with a proud look, "Why don't you hurry up and move out the picture scroll on the third floor of Zangshu Pavilion?"

"Officer Jin only asked me to be in charge of the ancient medical books on the first floor, but didn't let me sort out the picture scrolls on the third floor." Xia Xiang looked up at the approaching female official Song, holding the teacup slightly nervously.

Lady Song raised her eyebrows and said angrily, "Okay, if you still dare to make sharp-tongued sophistry, I won't teach you a lesson!"

On weekdays, Xia Xiang was obedient and followed suit, but they got worse and worse. There were thousands of scrolls on the third floor, and one person couldn't move them all.

The teacup fell to the ground, and the other female officials lowered their heads. They occasionally looked around just to watch the excitement, without any compassion. Xia Xiang knew that the people in the palace were very bad, but in order not to cause trouble for female official Su , so on weekdays, they mostly respond to their difficulties.

When there was a bang, Xia Xiang's cheeks turned red immediately. Lady Song looked at the little palace man who was staring at her with sarcasm and said, "It's just a poor and lowly servant girl. Don't think that being brought into the Library Pavilion suddenly is just a joke. If you can look straight at this female officer, if you look at me again, I will tear out your eyeballs!"

Xia Xiang looked at Miss Song as if she saw the old nanny who tortured people back then. There were such villains everywhere in the palace, but she couldn't fight back yet.

Maybe Xia Xiang didn't respond, and Song female official thought that the little palace was afraid, so she let go of her hand proudly and said, "That old nun Su Qing is in danger now, you'd better pack up the picture scrolls within today, otherwise I will There are plenty of ways to torment you: "Ms. Song turned around and was about to go back to the room to rest, when a clear and crisp sound sounded.

Su Qing clenched her palm with slight pain and said, "If you dare to do anything again, I will expel you from the palace."

"How dare you!" Lady Song didn't expect that Su Qing would fight with herself for a small palace servant, and since everyone was watching, she couldn't be at a disadvantage.

"Why didn't I dare?" Su Qing took a step closer, and Lady Song thought she was about to attack, so she backed away in fright.

But in the end she stopped abruptly and straightened her body, Miss Song thought to herself that Su Qing had never had any disputes with anyone in the palace all these years, so today is really strange.

"My uncle is the current imperial tutor, and my cousin is also the noble concubine in the palace. If you beat me today, you will definitely have something good to eat!"

After finishing speaking, Ms. Song went back to the house angrily, and was about to complain to Ms. Jin.

Su Qing patrolled around the female officials who were watching the excitement, then turned to the stunned little palace man and said, "Follow me into the house."

"Hmm." Xia Xiang had never seen Officer Su get angry, let alone see Officer Su hitting someone, she was so surprised that she didn't even dare to blink her eyes.

The two went to the house, Su Qing took out the ointment from the medicine box, turned around and saw the little palace man sitting on one side restlessly, he couldn't help asking in a daze, "Did you scare you just now?"

The little palace man nodded hesitantly, Su Qing smeared the ointment on his fingertips and smeared the already red and swollen cheeks of the little palace man and said, "You can tell me next time, you know?"

"Well, I got it." Xia Xiang put her hands together, stared straight at Su's red palm with her clear eyes and asked, "Does your hand not hurt?"

Su Qingwei looked at the little palace man hesitantly and said, "It hurts a bit, but the face of Lady Song hurts even more."

The little palace man smiled silly, but because of the pain in his cheek, he held back and asked: "Is this the first time you hit someone?"

"Probably." Su Qing actually didn't quite understand Xiao Gongren's curious thinking, how could he act like a normal person when he was bullied.

After the ointment was applied on the cheeks, Su Qing put his hands into the basin to wash, and seeing the little palace man got up, he asked, "I will collect the books outside in the evening, so you can stay in the room."

The little palace man stood aside and looked at it shyly and said, "There are so many books, you can't finish them all by yourself."

Su Qing picked up the handkerchief and wiped her hands: "You can move here by yourself, why can't I finish?"

The little palace man didn't echo what he said, but he didn't sit down either. Su Qing comforted him patiently: "Don't be afraid, they don't dare to bully me."

From a female officer to a bachelor, this has been adjusted by two levels. Even the Jin female officer in the Cangshu Pavilion has to be courteous to herself, let alone the Song female official who entered the palace.

If it weren't for relying on the power of the Song family, this palace would not tolerate such an arrogant master.

It's a pity that the sky suddenly turned light rain before evening, and all the female officials were in a mess.

Su Qing looked at the little palace man who ran out of the room, and sighed helplessly, this child is sometimes so sensible that people feel distressed.

The two temporarily moved hundreds of books to two large wooden boxes in the pavilion, while the palace people in the backyard entered the library one after another.

Xia Xiang covered the large wooden box with a large piece of oiled paper, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve robe and handed it to Officer Su, "Wipe it."

"Thank you." Su Qing sat on one side, holding a plain handkerchief to wipe the rain from the side of his face, sniffed the fragrance of flowers lightly in his nose, turned his head to look at the little palace man, "Is this the fragrance of crabapple flowers?"

"Well, I like it very much." The little palace man sat beside him in a regular manner, gently took out the crabapple flower bag with one hand, and held it in his palm carefully, "I always wear it with me."

Su Qing saw that there were also many drops of water on the little palace lady's cheeks, so she raised her hand and held the handkerchief to lean towards her side face, seeing that the not-so-precious flower bag was so cherished by the little palace lady, she said: "If you like it, wait until this spring The crabapple blossoms are blooming, shall I make some more for you?"

The little palace man didn't move, his eyes brightened as he looked at the answer with raised lips: "Thank you, Miss Su."

"It's just some small objects. You can make some yourself even if you know how to be a girl."

Xia Xiang only felt that there was a faint fragrance of flowers coming along with Miss Su, which was very nice.

"I can only do some needlework, and the embroidery of the flower bags and sachets is not good-looking."

Su Qing withdrew the handkerchief and replied, "I'll teach you some when I have time later."

"it is good."

The sunny and rainy days in spring always change very quickly, and when the rain stopped, the two took the opportunity to go back to Zangshu Pavilion.

On one side, female officer Jin held hot tea and looked at female official Song who complained. As an old man in the palace, how could she not know the trivial matters caused by the little girl of the Song family.

"Miss Jin, please be fair." Officer Song cried while covering her reddened side face.

"There are two little palace servants beside you, why do you want to order Su Qing's little palace servant?" Jin female officer asked sharply.

Miss Song didn't realize what Miss Jin was thinking, and she responded confidently: "As a female official, can I still not be able to order a lowly maid?"

"Of course the female officer can command the little palace man, but it is a fact that you hit the little palace man first. As the saying goes, you have to look at the owner when you beat a dog. Besides, according to seniority, Su Qing will make the decision early in the library. I advise you to do everything It’s better to stay on the front line.” I’ve never seen anything unusual about Jin’s female officials in this palace. Yesterday, the Jin family was far more prosperous than the four great families, and now the Jin family has fallen.

As the so-called feng shui turns, maybe the Su family will gain power in the future, and the Jin female official does not want to involve herself in the dispute between the Song and Su families because of a small palace lady.

The female official of Song who failed to sue, she whispered to Concubine Song's ear, and even kept adding oil and vinegar to it, wishing to make people kill Su Qing.

Song Zhen was annoyed at being ignored by the Empress and former Scholar Wen earlier, she didn't realize that there was a provocation from Scholar Su who didn't have eyes, so she wanted to find a punching bag.

Early in the morning, he sent someone to lead a group of palace servants to Zangshu Pavilion to arrest Su Qing, so he wanted to punish her privately and give her some flair.

Unexpectedly, Su Qing was on duty beside the empress and didn't wait, only to catch the little palace maid Xia Xiang.

It was very cool in the morning in spring, Song Zhen was sitting in the imperial garden drinking tea, and saw the little palace lady kneeling on one side.

"Who is this palace? It's just a lowly servant girl. Even if she kills you, is it possible that Su Qing can turn the world upside down?"

The little palace man didn't respond, but just looked straight at the female official Song at the side.

Song Zhen took a sip of her tea, clasped her hands in gold long armor and sneered at her side, "Kneel down first, and I will think about how to deal with you later."

Su Qing hurriedly heard the news in the afternoon, and originally wanted to find Wen Ruyan, but today Wen Ruyan was going to work in front of the palace due to illness, so she had to go alone.

Su Qing saluted and said: "My humble minister sees the imperial concubine and empress."

"Hey, Su Xueshi is not serving His Majesty, why are you here?"

"Your Majesty invites you to enter the palace to play chess. We Chen are here to find someone."

Song Zhen, who thought she was being ignored by the Empress, regained some energy, thinking that this Su Xueshi was the person in front of the Empress, and she was very clever.

After thinking about it, Song Zhen looked at the little palace man on the other side and said, "This little palace man is disobedient, and I will discipline Su Xueshi. Su Xueshi doesn't mind my meddling, right?"

"The body of a noble concubine is a thousand pieces of gold. I am so grateful, how can I have any complaints."

Both being bachelors, this Su Xueshi is much more knowledgeable than that Wen Xueshi, and Song Zhen couldn't take the opportunity to make trouble.

When Song Zhen left the imperial garden, Su Qing frowned slightly and looked at the resentful female official Song, then turned to the little palace man.

There is a cobblestone road in the Imperial Garden, so how could it not be uncomfortable to kneel for half a day.

"Can you still get up?"

Su Qing reached out to help the little palace man get up slowly.

The little palace man looked pale and lowered his head: "Xia Xiang has troubled Miss Su."

Su Qing raised his hand and gently wiped the sweat from the little palace man's forehead, and said, "Stupid, do you know why female official Song only bullies you?"

"I don't know." Xia Xiang couldn't figure out why she was bullied even though she was right in everything.

"Because you are my little palace man, Lady Song wants to attack you because she doesn't like me, so speaking of it, I should apologize to you." Su Qing wrapped his arms around the little palace man and replied softly.

Xia Xiang only felt that her cheeks were warm, and her mind was filled with only the words of Miss Su.

You are my little palace man.

It's cold in early spring, but Xia Xiang feels extremely hot, which is really strange.

In the evening, it began to drizzle again, and Zhao Yao looked at the little milk cat buried in the slump, and a smile appeared in her eyes.

Probably because of the effect of the medicinal soup, the little milk cat has always been very unconscious in the past few days, even walking awkwardly.

The fluffy ball swayed from side to side, although the distance was very short, the little milk cat walked for a while shaking its head.

Zhao Yao put her arms around the little milk cat and said, "Why does the medicinal soup cancel the effect of the heart medicine brewed from the prickly pear fruit?"

Because the effect of the medicinal soup has not subsided, so these few days can only maintain the figure of a little milk cat.

"Meow." The little milk cat meowed softly, blinking its eyelids sullenly, so cute that people couldn't bear to let go.

During the evening meal, Zhao Yao held the porridge bowl in one hand and carefully fed the kitten. The sound of rain outside the window didn't stop until late at night.

Another day later, Zhao Yao saw that the little milk cat had regained her spirits, so she gave her medicine.

In the morning Wen Ruyan lazily let Zhao Yao put on her shirt and yawned and said, "I really don't dare to eat the medicinal soup you prepared any more."

Zhao Yao pinched Huanen's cheeks with her fingertips and replied, "The medicinal soup is made by myself, and the quantity may be too strong."

Such a big hospital doesn't need it, and it's up to him to mix the medicinal soup. Wen Ruyan really admires Zhao Yao's courage.

In the afternoon, the ministers were still busy reviewing the mountains of memorials, the doors and windows in the side hall were closed tightly, and people who were smoked by the charcoal fire were dizzy, so Wen Ruyan came out from the side door to breathe.

Unexpectedly, I saw smoke filling the air, and there was a continuous drizzle on this side, but there was still a fire.

"Where is the fire here?" Wen Ruyan asked a guard.

"Returning to the Bachelor of Wen, the palace people reported that it is the Zangshu Pavilion."

Wen Ruyan was startled, Xia Xiang must have had an accident.

A large number of palace people outside Zangshu Pavilion went in and out to fight the fire, but fortunately the fire had been brought under control, but a lot of books were burned.

"Miss Jin, Chunxiang is not in charge today, and the fire was caused by her lamp being turned upside down." Mistress Song accused angrily.

Su Qing turned her head to look at the palace maid and said, "Xia Xiang is not on duty today, how can she be blamed for the accident?"

"The palace people around me saw that Xia Xiang didn't hold the lamp firmly before lighting the book. Is it possible that Miss Su still wants to cover her up?"

"The internal company is responsible for this matter, and Xia Xiang will be detained and handled by the internal company for the time being." Jin's female officer frowned slightly.

The position of female official in Zangshu Pavilion has always been only available to daughters of aristocratic families. Xia Xiang, a small palace official of unknown origin, was suddenly brought in, which already aroused everyone's envy. The Jin female official did not want to make matters worse. After all, if a library is destroyed, one must be taken Talk back.

When Wen Ruyan arrived, he saw Xia Xiang was about to be taken away and asked, "What did she do wrong to arrest her?"

"A lot of books in Zangshu Pavilion were burned today, and ten heads might not be enough for her to chop off." Lady Song replied proudly.

The inner company on the side didn't want to offend the celebrity in front of His Majesty, and said: "Scholar Wen, don't worry, our family will find out the truth, and we will definitely not treat Xiao Gongren badly."

"Okay, then you can find out the truth on the spot, and save yourself from being taken advantage of by those who want to."

Therefore, the matter that was supposed to be interrogated by the inner division took place directly in the backyard of Zangshu Pavilion.

Wen Ruyan raised his hand and gently rubbed Xia Xiang's head to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, if you didn't do it, you didn't do it."

In the past, the small palace people in Yuqing Palace were always very cautious in doing things, lest they would be caught in the wrong place, how could they make such a stupid mistake.

"A lot of people in the palace have seen it with their own eyes, so what else is there to investigate?" Lady Song failed to harm Su Qing yesterday, and she couldn't hold her breath until she took the risk of setting up a frame.

Wen Ruyan turned his head to look at Song's officer and said, "Okay, tell me how the fire started?"

Lady Song said confidently: "Xia Xiang shuttled between the bookshelves. Because it was raining and it was dark in the library, she held the lamp to check, and accidentally fell on a spark and ignited the book."

Su Qing said: "The lamps in Zangshu Pavilion are all high-quality glazed lamps, there is no way that there will be sparks coming out."

"If the lamp is lost, the glazed lamp will naturally be broken, and then there will be sparks." Song female official replied proudly, anyway, the library is her own, so I don't believe Xia Xiang can still argue.

Wen Ruyan looked at the female officer Song who clearly wanted Xia Xiang to die and said, "Did anyone else see it besides you?"

Miss Song laughed lightly and said, "About a dozen people have seen it, and there are many witnesses."

"That's easy. Arrest a dozen or so people and interrogate them individually."

All the palace people were stunned for a moment, and Wen Ruyan glanced at the company.

The inner company is all old fritters who have been in the palace for decades. Seeing the reaction of these palace people, how can they not know that this is just bullying the little palace people.

After all, the four ranks of palace people in the imperial palace bully each other, and the inner divisions are not surprised, as long as they don't cause trouble, they don't see it.

After reading the recorded confessions of a dozen people, Wen Ruyan said: "It was just a fire, and the palace servants of a dozen people were in charge of various duties in the water room in the backyard of the Cangshu Pavilion, but today they are all because of the request of the Song lady. AWOL at the same time, Ms. Song, you know that you are going to start a fire for everyone to watch."

Miss Song's eyes flashed with panic and said: "I..."

Before the words could be uttered, the Jin female official said: "Please trouble the in-laws to arrest the little palace man Yue'er who is on duty today, and this matter will be settled."

The inner company was just worried that he didn't want to offend these aristocratic daughters, so he was naturally happy to do it in a friendly way.

When Su Qing led Xia Xiang into the house, Wen Ruyan glanced at Yue'er who had been taken away and said, "It turns out that the Jin female official saw it early in the morning."

"Miss Jin just doesn't want to cause trouble." Su Qing responded sideways.

Yue'er is the servant of the female official Song, and because of Wen Ruyan's appearance, the female official Jin made this confession, she is really a cunning and cunning fox.

Wen Ruyan raised his hand, rubbed Xia Xiang's face and said, "Xiao Xiang'er, aren't you scared?"

"Well, I'm not afraid of them." Xia Xiang was just afraid of hurting Ms. Su, but seeing Ms. Su's serious face, she was inexplicably nervous.

Seeing that the little palace people were calm and composed, Su Qing was relieved just now, and walked out of the room with Wen Ruyan sideways.

"I failed Miss Wen's entrustment to entrust Xia Xiang to my care."

Wen Ruyan turned his head to look at Su Qingying: "You teach better than me, the palace is always dangerous, and there are always narrow-minded bad guys who are hard to guard against."

After turning to the side hall, Wen Ruyan opened the door and saw Concubine Song. Only then did she realize that the female official Song was somewhat similar to Song Zhen. That person seemed to be a relative.

Seeing Wen Ruyan coming back from the outside, Zhao Yao lost the intention of playing chess, and just put down the chess pieces because of being tired.

How could Song Zhen not know what the empress was thinking, she poked her eyes towards Bachelor Wen who was pouring tea, thinking that sooner or later she would have to be killed!

Wen Ruyan poured a cup of hot tea and held it in his palm, but he couldn't help shivering when he met the staring eyes.

This Song family is really full of talents.

After they left, Zhao Yao took off the gold veil and said, "Where have you been fooling around?"

"Cough..." Before Wen Ruyan could swallow his tea, he was amused by the resentful tone.

Zhao Yao stepped closer, raised her hand and pinched Wen Ruyan's side face, her eyes fell on the fine droplets of water on her clothes, her brows slightly frowned, and she raised her hand to wipe it away: "It's raining, you still have to go to the library, if it's because of it Typhoid fever, I will punish you severely."

Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao who was nagging, and said with a smile, "I'm sick, and you still have to punish me. It's really heartless."

"I don't have a conscience?" Zhao Yao raised her eyebrows and was extremely unwilling to approach and peck her playful soft lips. She wrapped her arms slightly around the person in front of her, and stared at the person in front of her rather sadly. You are the only one, if you say you have no conscience, it is you.”

Say it, Zhao Yao bit it unwillingly, Wen Ruyan turned her head back to hide, raised her hand to cover her thin lips and asked, "Don't you still have a Song Guifei?"

Zhao Yao lightly pecked her palm a few times, wrapped her fingertips around Wen Ruyan's hairband in response: "You never cared about her, why are you jealous today?"

When the hairband was loosened slightly, Wen Ruyan raised his hand to hold Zhao Yao's hand and said with a smile: "What do you think in broad daylight?"

"I want you." Zhao Yao held Wen Ruyan's hand instead, and looked at it very seriously.

"Are you ashamed!"

Zhao Yao responded frankly and fearlessly: "Aren't you going to give it?"

Wen Ruyan held Zhao Yao's hand with a blushing face, and walked into the side hall. Zhao Yao followed with a smile, staring at the pink smudged with ink on the corners of her eyes and brows.

The beauty of spring in the world is not as beautiful as the shy eyes of a beautiful woman.

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