A kitten dressed as an empress

The mist in the spring enveloped the entire palace and did not dissipate until the afternoon.

It was a rare time to be free, Zhao Yao was happy to be intimate with her, she turned her arms around the person in front of her lightly, wrapped a few strands of black hair around her fingertips, and passed them to her nose for a sniff.

"If you don't wake up, will you have dinner?" Zhao Yao gently unfolded a corner of the quilt with her fingers and said.

Wen Ruyan frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Don't make noise, I'm still tired."

As she leaned in front of her and talked, the warm breath naturally fell on Zhao Yao's ear.

There is a little warmth and a touch of tide, her voice is different from her usual spirit, but a little hoarse, as if lazy but with a hint of coquettishness.

Zhao Yao looked at the soft lips that were pouting out of displeasure, leaned closer and lightly pecked and said with a small smile: "Then why don't you eat?"

The hand encircling her was craving for the delicate touch like warm jade, caressing the circle.

"It's so itchy." Wen Ruyan raised his hand to hold down the troubled hand, tilted his head back and still had a hot flush on his cheek, and looked at it with warning.

Zhao Yao had no intention of teasing her, so Zhao Yao had no choice but to calm down and let her hold her hand, leaned closer to her and sighed: "It's damp and cold in spring, why are you always so warm?"

Wen Ruyan leaned his cheek against Zhao Yao's shoulder and bit his mouth complainingly: "Don't you have any idea how wasteful our time is?"

This remark was neither serious nor serious, so Zhao Yao didn't make a sound but only said: "In the past autumn and winter, I was always very busy. I am making up for the coldness in last winter. Besides, don't you like it too?" ?”

Zhao Yao recalled the lingering taste, and couldn't help but itched tightly in her heart, but unfortunately the person in her arms escaped from her arms.

"What are you hiding from me for?" Zhao Yao approached with long hands and long legs.

Wen Ruyan only showed half of his face and replied, "Please restrain your perverted eyes, I'm not a little sheep."

"I'm a pervert?" Zhao Yao listened to her bold statement with a smile in her eyes, raised her hands to gently pinch Bairou's ears, "Little sheep won't be as sharp-tongued as you."

The two lay on the bed and chatted for a while, and then they got up, Zhao Yao saw that she was really tired, so she picked up a side of clothes and helped her to dress.

When the palace servants entered the hall to light the lamps, Zhao Yao was rubbing the acupuncture points beside Wen Ruyan's forehead, her cheeks were still a little red because she helped her change clothes earlier.

People in the palace had seen this scene many times, and they were surprised at first, but now they are no longer surprised.

At night, the spring rain beat on the windows gently, and the library is currently under repair due to the fire.

Su Qing stopped outside Xiao Gongren's house with a wooden plate full of food in his hand, and said slightly hesitantly: "Xiao Xiang'er, I'm coming in."

"Well, please come in."

Most of the rooms in this room are books, Su Qing saw the little palace people lying on the couch, and there were pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the small table beside the couch.

"You just need to rest these few days, so don't rush to copy books for a while." Su Qing put the food in front of the little palace man.

Xia Xiang put away her pen, ink, paper and inkstone and responded: "Well, I just thought of copying some because I was bored."

The little palace man was eating with wooden chopsticks and a small bowl in the other. Su Qing sat on the side of the bed and gently lifted the corner of the quilt, only to see the red and purple swollen knee and said, "Does your knee still hurt badly?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it just looks serious."

Su Qing opened the porcelain pot of boiled herbal paste, this medicine is most effective for bruises and swellings.

"I'll just apply the ointment myself, don't bother Miss Su." Xia Xiang said a little uncomfortable.

"Eat well, I'll check your injuries along the way, so that you don't tell the truth." Su Qing carefully opened the trousers, revealing a section of her calf that was too slender.

Ordinary 17-year-old girls are all water-like people, and their faces are mostly chubby, but the little palace people are very thin, except for a slightly better complexion on the face, but the limbs are very slender, not at all. Not much cellulite.

Su Qing didn't dare to use too much force when applying the medicine, and when the gauze was tightened, the little palace man was very careful holding the rice bowl.

"Did I hurt you?" Su Qing asked seeing her so reserved.

Xiaogong hurriedly looked away and shook his head, "No, it doesn't hurt at all."

Su Qing is the direct granddaughter of the Su family, even if the Su family loses power again, there were around a dozen maids serving them in the past, so naturally they didn't take care of others much.

Although she has been in the palace for 13 years, there are no small palace people around her, but most of them are accompanied by books, and it is the first time that she has been taken care of like this.

Because of Xiao Gongren's always forbearing temperament, Su Qing wanted to unwrap the gauze and check again.

"It really doesn't hurt at all." Xia Xiang deliberately repeated it a few times because she was afraid that Ms. Su would not believe her.

Only then did Su Qing give up the idea, put her hands together in front of her body, not knowing what to say for a moment, she turned her head and looked out of the slightly open window.

It was pitch black outside the window, with only a few faint lights, the rain was dripping, and occasionally the night wind blew in through the half-open window, and the candlelight flickered along with it.

Except for books, there are very few objects in this small room, only a small doll hanging beside the bed, although it looks clean, has some thoughts, and the bell hanging from the lower end of the doll makes a crisp sound when it is blown by the wind.

Su Qing naturally knew that this was not something from the palace, and most of it was an auspicious meaning to wish the children good health: "Is this thing a gift from your relatives?"

Xia Xiang was busy finishing her meal quickly so that Mistress Su didn't have to stay by the bedside, she didn't expect to ask a question suddenly, she chewed and shook her head with slightly bulging cheeks: "Miss Wen gave Xia Xiang a gift."

It seems that the people in Xiaogong attach great importance to Wen Ruyan, and they also treasure small objects together.

After the little palace lady finished her meal very quickly, Su Qing poured tea and handed it to her, then cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks and briefly instructed to record before getting up and leaving.

"I'm sorry for the trouble, Miss Su." The little palace man held the teacup and thanked him aloud.

Su Qing closed the window, held out his hand to hold the wooden basin, and responded in a very serious manner: "If you want to thank you, then you can have a rest. If you are tired again, and I don't have a trusted person by my side, wouldn't it be more troublesome?"

Xia Xiang only felt that her cheeks were a little hot and nodded in response: "Yes, I see."

After the door was closed, Xia Xiang took a sip of her tea, still pondering over the confidants that Miss Su said just now.

There are several little palace people around the female official of Zangshu Pavilion, but there are no other small palace people beside Miss Su besides herself.

When she fell asleep on the quilt late at night, Xia Xiang still did not let go of her upturned mouth. She only thought in her heart that she should get better soon so that she could properly thank Miss Officer Su.

It rained all night and didn't see sunshine until March. It was supposed to be a good time for spring and flowers to bloom. Because of the existence of the early dynasty, everything became unsatisfactory.

Wen Ruyan yawned again and again in the morning, Zhao Yao was as energetic as ever, but Su Qing's gaze was full of deep meaning every time.

In the side hall, they were coordinating the memorial affairs. Zhao Yao was discussing with the ministers on the screen, and Su Qing reminded him very tactfully: "Miss Wen, the imprint on your neck."

"Oh, I was bitten by a big mosquito." Wen Ruyan is now able to lie calmly, and of course it's all thanks to Zhao Yao.

Where are the mosquitoes at this time of year?

Su Qing saw that Wen Ruyan no longer intended to pay attention to her eyes, so she didn't think of reminding her.

But one day when Wen Ruyan went to Zangshuge to visit Xia Xiang with a food box, she was mentioned again.

"Big mosquito?" Xia Xiang looked suspiciously a few more times, and said seriously, "But there are several places."

Su Qing looked at the little palace man who didn't know anything, and couldn't help but touch his forehead.

Wen Ruyan nodded solemnly in response: "Several big mosquitoes bit at the same time, I missed it for a while."

"Then why don't the palace people light mosquito coils?" Xia Xiang studied ink with one hand and looked at it curiously.

Because of Xia Xiang's persistent gaze, Wen Ruyan couldn't bear the shame, so he had to smile awkwardly to cover it up.

When Wen Ruyan left and came to Zangshu Pavilion, the resident of the palace looked over thoughtfully and asked, "Miss Su, do you feel any mosquitoes at night?"

Su Qing flipped through the book calmly and said, "Perhaps there are more mosquitoes in Chaotian Pavilion."

Su Qing actually didn't know how to explain to the naive and ignorant little palace man, so he could only make up the words of the mosquito.

Because Wen Ruyan made a fool of himself in front of Xia Xiang, Zhao Yao couldn't make it easier.

At night, Zhao Yao suppressed a smile and turned her head to look at the person who was approaching, and lightly wrapped her arms around the person in front of her and asked, "Are you a relative or a bite?"

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Yao took a deep breath, and seeing Wen Ruyan's eyes filled with sorrow, she sighed, "You bit me?"

Wen Ruyan poked his neck and leaned closer and said, "Look, am I more than you?"

The red plum blossoms blooming on the white jade skin are particularly charming, Zhao Yao touched it lightly with her fingertips and said, "It's very beautiful."

Before she finished speaking, she bit her index finger lightly again. Zhao Yao looked at the clear tooth marks between her fingers and looked helplessly at the angry person and said, "If you bite your hand badly, you will lose a lot of fun."

Wen Ruyan's cheeks turned red all of a sudden, and he raised his hand to cover his cool thin lips, met Zhao Yao's eyes full of teasing and said angrily, "Don't be frightened, I'm going to make you look good today!"

Zhao Yao wanted to stop her, but she was afraid that she would get angry, so she had no choice but to let her do whatever she wanted.

It wasn't until the morning of the next day that he realized the strange gazes of the palace people, but the instigator bent his eyebrows and smiled triumphantly.

The officials in the main hall are all people who crawled out of the crowd of women, so how can they not understand such imprints of sex, but no one dares to mention it, and they all just pretend to be blind.

On the contrary, Su Qing looked at the teeth marks on the back of the empress's neck, and couldn't help but feel the pain, thinking that Wen Ruyan is really brave.

It is rare that the government affairs of the court are idle, and Spring Hunt invites aristocratic families to compete. When Wen Ruyan heard the news, he thought that he could finally go out to play for a while!

Zhao Yao rode a horse and practiced in the racecourse with an arrow, while Wen Ruyan, a little red pony, was slowly circling in circles.

When the sun emerged from the clouds, Xie Min came forward with the paperwork, Zhao Yao glanced at it and raised her eyebrows and said, "Sure enough, I still can't help but make a move."

"Then should we investigate Song Qing and others immediately?" Xie Min bowed his head and asked for instructions.

"Don't worry, put a long line to catch big fish." Zhao Yao looked at the person who was fighting against the little red pony, and couldn't help but smile.

"Yes." When Xie Min stepped back and left the racecourse, he glanced at Scholar Wen who was riding a horse.

The little red horse is a rare BMW in the Western Regions, it was supposed to be a war horse galloping on the battlefield, but now it was awarded by the Empress to a Bachelor Wen who can't ride a horse very much.

It seems that Scholar Wen is far more favored by the empress than he imagined.

Zhao Yao held the rein in her hand and said lightly: "Drive!"

Not long after, she walked towards the person who was walking around, Zhao Yao said: "If you continue to practice like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to participate in the spring hunting next year."

Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yaoying: "This horse is too young and disobedient, how about I trade it with you?"

"The pony is docile and tame, but I have a strong temper. If I fall you, I will feel bad."

"Don't say that, it's too nasty." Wen Ruyan was just talking for fun, but he didn't expect to hear Zhao Yao's ubiquitous ambiguous words suddenly, no matter how thick-skinned he is, he can't resist fancy love words.

It was not easy for Wen Ruyan to figure out some tricks. The little pony stepped forward obediently. Wen Ruyan held the rein in his hand and looked proudly at Zhao Yao who was following him and said, "Am I qualified to participate in the spring hunting?" ?”

Zhao Yao held the rein with one hand and said with a smile, "You catch up with me."

Wen Ruyan stared dumbfounded at Zhao Yao, who was throwing a large part of the sky in a single swipe, raised his hand and shook the rein and cheered up: "Little red horse, let's not steam the steamed buns to save ourselves!"

There was no dispute about winning or losing this match, but in the end, Wen Ruyan was still agreed to participate in the spring hunt.

On the day of the spring hunt, a group of people went out of the capital in a mighty way, and Wen Ruyan was bitten by mosquitoes with several big bumps on his face during the night when the tent was stationed.

Zhao Yao suppressed a smile and smeared the ointment on her fingertips and said, "Why do you wear a sachet in this mountain forest?"

"You didn't give me that!" Wen Ruyan held the bronze mirror in one hand and looked at Zhao Yao sadly, thinking that it seemed that the palace was talking about mosquitoes all day long, which was bad retribution.

Seeing that Wen Ruyan was covered with veil, Su Qing felt strangely tight, but she didn't ask aloud.

The rules of this spring hunt are very simple, but the mountain forest is more rugged than the horse field, Wen Ruyan was afraid of falling, so he didn't try his best to participate.

"Wow, Su Qing, you actually know how to ride a horse?" Wen Ruyan practiced horse riding on another flat ground with the Qiangong people, and Su Qing, who was a female attendant, naturally went with them.

Su Qing looked at the walking speed of Wen Ruyan's little red pony, so he had to slow down a bit to respond: "At first, the empress asked the female officials entering the court to be good at riding and archery, so I can learn some skills."

When Wen Ruyan was about to practice archery, he realized that Su Qing was really polite.

This level of arrows has never been missed, and it looks like a top student.

Looking at his target again, ten arrows were scattered scattered on the ground, the furthest one was only three steps away, no wonder Zhao Yao didn't let him go into the mountain to hunt.

Fortunately, the success of the barbecue feast that night made Wen Ruyan forget about the tragic defeat.

The spring hunt lasted for five days, and a lot of prey were released on the mountain, the largest deer, and the rest were pigs, dogs, rabbits and the like.

At night, Zhao Yao took Wen Ruyan into the fountain pool on one side, the night sky in the mountains and forests was far more lively than in the palace.

With the sound of cicadas chirping and insects, and the sound of birds' wings flapping branches and leaves, Zhao Yao poked Wen Ruyan with her fingertips and asked, "Are you so tired today?"

Wen Ruyan puffed up her face cooperatively and let Zhao Yao poke and play. She hadn't exercised for a long time, and suddenly she rode a horse and shot arrows for half a day. Logically, this was more tiring than lying down and being tortured by Zhao Yao.

"I found that Su Qing is a talent with both civil and military skills." Wen Ruyan turned his head to look at Zhao Yao, and asked in puzzlement, "Why don't you reuse her?"

Zhao Yao pulled back Wen Ruyan's fine hair from the side of her face with her fingertips and replied, "She has been able to stay in the palace for 13 years, so it is conceivable that she has something extraordinary, but the Su family behind her is gradually growing. If the Su family is reused, it will become the second Song family sooner or later, and it will be the emperor who will be in trouble."

"You have to guard against this and that, and you can't kill it, but you can keep it and you're afraid of raising a tiger, and you're tired."

"Tired?" Zhao Yao lightly traced Wen Ruyan's brows with her fingertips, and said with a smile, "But this is also the emperor's pleasure."

Wen Ruyan flicked the water with his fingers: "Your fun is really strange."

Zhao Yao raised her hand to wipe off the water from her cheeks, embraced the mischievous man with both hands, and licked the soft lips gently.

"I won't kiss you." Wen Ruyan smiled and tilted her head back, nimbly dived into the water, and escaped from Zhao Yao's arms.

"I said I was tired before, why are you so flexible all of a sudden?" Zhao Yao stretched out her arms as if catching fish and slowly moved towards them.

Wen Ruyan could not retreat, nestled in the corner and stretched out his hand to splash water beads in response: "If I don't hide, you will do something bad."

Zhao Yao stepped forward to hug Wen Ruyan and said with a slight smile, "Wasn't what you did to me that day a bad thing?"

"I'm acting on behalf of..."

The words came to an abrupt end, and the mountain pool was full of spring, and the bright moon hanging on the branches couldn't bear to peep, and it leisurely hid in the clouds.

The empress hunted with her people for a long time, and Su Qing waited outside the tent for a long time before Wen Ruyan arrived.

I saw that the veil was used to cover the face, but now the veil is used to tie the neck, which is more obvious.

Su Qing looked at it in embarrassment, and then looked away, lest it would embarrass the two of them.

Wen Ruyan silently rebuked Zhao Yao's bad words in her heart, and couldn't help sighing, holding an arrow in her hand to vent her anger at the target.

At noon, Wen Ruyan, who didn't expect the palace people to report that the empress had been assassinated, hurried back, saw Zhao Yao ordering a large number of people to investigate the assassin from a distance, with a pretty good expression on her face.

After the official retreated, Wen Ruyan leaned forward to look him up and said, "I thought your life was in danger."

Zhao Yao pinched Wen Ruyan's nose and responded, "I'm fine, are you disappointed?"

Wen Ruyan frowned and backed away from the devil's claws, rubbed his nose and said, "Where's the assassin?"

"Ran."

"Are assassins so powerful?"

Zhao Yao picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Wouldn't it be better if I beat the assassin away?"

amount……

Wen Ruyan didn't know how to reply when she said this.

"Then shall we go back to the palace?"

"The whole mountain is under martial law. The assassin should not have escaped yet. Let's wait for the search results."

The accompanying ministers of the aristocratic family were terrified. Song Lang couldn't help frowning when he saw the large number of officers and soldiers guarding outside, but Li Yi was no different from the past.

Su Hao and Qin Yuan were playing chess together, their expressions were more leisurely, as if they were not the ones being guarded by officers and soldiers.

But Song Qing was uneasy, wondering if the assassin survived the poison?

From night to dawn, the soldiers searched for the assassin's body, and the ministers were able to go back to their camps to rest.

The spring hunting ended early, and it took a day's drive to return to the palace.

Wen Ruyan still had some things to understand about this inexplicable assassination, but Zhao Yao refused to reveal the news.

Within two days, news came from the court that the governor Zhang Youmou was assassinated and killed.

The officials of the Manchu Dynasty were all surprised, and Zhao Yao was furious on the spot to investigate the case thoroughly.

When the morning court ended, all the ministers in the Cabinet of Ministers bowed their heads and reviewed the memorial in silence.

At noon, when the ministers left the side hall, Wen Ruyan couldn't help asking in confusion: "Didn't you send the Red Phoenix team to protect it secretly?"

Zhao Yao responded with a cup of tea in her hand: "This group of people dare to kill the governors sent by the imperial court, and those sent must be martial arts masters, and it is possible that they are impossible to guard against."

Wen Ruyan couldn't accept it for a while. After all, Zhang Youmou and Zhang Youmou lived and died together in Yuncheng, but now they are suddenly gone.

At dusk, when the two had dinner, Wen Ruyan didn't have much appetite and put down the dishes early.

After taking a bath at night, Wen Ruyan nestled in the quilt without making a sound, Zhao Yao reached out and hugged her lightly and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will be sad if you lose your soul for her like this?"

Wen Ruyan turned his head to look at Zhao Yaoying: "I just think the court is too dangerous, why don't we go back to the mountains and forests in the future?"

Otherwise, even if she gains power now, if she loses power in the future, what will happen to Zhao Yao?

"Zhang Youmou is a minister, and I am the empress. They don't have the guts to make trouble now. What are you afraid of?" Zhao Yao pinched Wen Ruyan's side face with her fingertips.

"But what if you lose power in the future?"

Zhao Yao met those eyes full of fear and raised her hand to hold her cheek and pecked lightly a few times: "Don't be afraid, you'll be fine with me here."

Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao with tight lips and said, "You don't want to part with the throne, right?"

"Unless I die, the throne cannot change hands."

"you really……"

Zhao Yao looked at the person whose back was turned to her and didn't make a sound, moved a little closer, hugged her from behind and asked anxiously: "Could it be that you choose to leave me because of fear?"

There was no response to these words, Zhao Yao's heart turned cold, she leaned forward and said: "If one day I get into trouble, you will leave me, right?"

Wen Ruyan didn't expect Zhao Yao's thoughts to fall to such extremes and said, "Is this what you really mean?"

It turned out that in Zhao Yao's heart, she was the one who made her uneasy.

"Yes."

Zhao Yao answered anxiously, leaned over and kissed her.

Wen Ruyan bit her cool thin lips, Zhao Yao frowned slightly and sighed.

The thin lips were dripping with blood, Wen Ruyan raised his hand and gently pushed away the suspicious person and said, "If I had known that I was in Yuncheng back then, I should have left you cruelly."

Zhao Yao approached, was pushed away again, and then went forward persistently.

Wen Ruyan pushed it several times and said in a muffled voice, "You don't believe me, why are you still here?"

Because of being slack for a moment, Wen Ruyan was tightly held by Zhao Yao's arms, and she refused to let go no matter how hard she pulled.

"I just said that in a moment of anger, don't take it seriously."

Zhao Yao calmed down softly.

"You're clearly speaking from your heart. I think it's better to let me go while you have the power and power now, so as to avoid being despised by you in the future."

Zhao Yao responded with a light peck: "Unless I die, I can't let you go."

Wen Ruyan couldn't break free, opened his mouth and bit a bite, the force was much louder than usual, but Zhao Yao didn't make a sound.

When there was a bloody smell between his teeth, Wen Ruyan let go of his mouth, looking at the blood seeping through the thin underwear with distress, and seeing the person who still refused to let go, he could only say: "You let go."

"Unless you bite me to death, I won't let you go." Zhao Yao looked at the annoyed man weakly, wiped the blood on Wen Ruyan's mouth with her fingertips and said in a low voice, "You don't want me to die, yes Bar?"

Wen Ruyan was annoyed, but it was impossible to really bite her to death, so she could only close her eyes and say nothing, simply out of sight and out of mind.

Zhao Yao lightly pecked her soft lips and responded, "If you don't feel relieved, keep biting, and I won't make a sound."

It's a pity that there was no response, Wen Ruyan made up his mind not to talk to her.

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