A kitten dressed as an empress

Wen Ruyan did not give up and transferred the official record book from the Ministry of Officials, and found something was wrong from Song Mo's employment experience.

Civil and military officials in the Southern Kingdom are very clearly assigned. No matter how high the merits of military commanders are, at most they are only serving as generals and generals, and even the ministers in charge of the Ministry of War are mostly literati in previous years.

Therefore, it is common for an ordinary soldier to be promoted to a general through military exploits, but it is rare for someone like Zhao Rong to be promoted to the Minister of the Ministry of War. At that time, there were no officials available in the court, and Zhao Yao made an exception.

Song Mo was a school officer in charge of training the capital's army earlier, but he was later transferred to guard the yamen for some reason. The two positions were quite different.

After a few years like this, Song Lang was suddenly promoted to Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of War. Since then, he has been considered a leader in things, and he has never made mistakes. job.

"I didn't expect Song Mo's employment experience to be quite tortuous." Wen Ruyan closed the official book, turned his head to look at Zhao Yao who was holding the memorial to one side, "He used to be a good school official, why was he suddenly demoted?" Are you employed?"

Zhao Yao stopped writing slightly and replied: "'I thought you remembered it."

Wen Ruyan cleared his throat in embarrassment and said, "I'm really thinking about it."

"Take a closer look at the year when Song Mo was transferred by Mrs. Song to look at the granary due to dereliction of duty."

"This time seems familiar." Wen Ruyan sat aside for a while, then suddenly realized and looked at Zhao Yao. Song Mo is the official leading the team?"

Zhao Yao picked up the teacup and took a small sip in response: "It's him."

Wen Ruyan breathed a sigh of relief and said triumphantly, "I'm amazing, right?"

"It's getting dark now." Zhao Yao raised her hand to pinch Tanlai's face.

"Take it easy." Wen Ruyan backed away from his claws, and reached out to flip through the official book, "But Song Mo made meritorious service at that time, why was he demoted instead?"

Zhao Yao lost her hand, approached unwillingly, poked Wen Ruyan's cheek with her fingertips and replied, "I'm afraid I should ask Grand Master Song about this question."

"You mean Grand Master Song deliberately demoted Song Mo?"

"Does it sound surprising?" Zhao Yao watched her hand being grasped by Wen Ruyan before she stopped.

Wen Ruyan squeezed the soft flesh of Zhao Yao's palm with her fingertips: "There is no reason to deliberately torment my own people."

Zhao Yao took Wen Ruyan's hand instead and said, "Ordinary big families have at least a hundred children, but thousands of children from such aristocratic families are considered rare, and even tens of thousands of children from the Song family are scattered all over the southern states and counties. Do you think they can really do this?" Peaceful?"

Because she couldn't break free, Wen Ruyan could only let Zhao Yao hold her hand, and she lay back on the soft bed and said lazily, "I've known intrigue all day long, so I'm really tired."

"However, if you think about it deeply, the mastermind of the assassination may have something to do with Mrs. Song." Zhao Yao raised her hands and prepared some thin quilts to cover her.

Wen Ruyan didn't think about this, looked at Zhao Yao in surprise and said, "You mean that Grand Master Song wanted Song Mo to kill you during the search?"

"Looking at it today, it's not impossible." Zhao Yao brushed away Wen Ruyan's thin hair with her fingertips, "Old Master Song is loyal to the southern royal family, but he never wants women to be in power, no matter whether the assassination is a crime or not. He planned it, but if the assassination was successful and the Supreme Emperor and the Empress were killed, it would have saved Grand Master Song a lot of intrigue."

"It was so dangerous at that time." Wen Ruyan couldn't help sweating when he thought of his big-hearted self at that time.

Seeing Wen Ruyan's belated reaction, Zhao Yao couldn't help laughing out loud, put her arms around her and kissed the side of her face in response: "Now you understand why I changed into your clothes then, right?"

"You know that Song Mo is harmful to your thoughts, and you promoted him to be Minister of the Ministry of Industry, are you afraid that he will bite back like a white-eyed wolf?" Wen Ruyan was very used to letting her kiss a few times.

"Song Mo is indeed a white-eyed wolf, but the first person he bit should be Song Lang."

Wen Ruyan raised his hand to cover Zhao Yao's thin lips and replied, "Song Lang obviously promoted Song Mo, so he shouldn't be ungrateful."

"Song Lang promoted him because he is useful, not just because he is from the Song family. Song Mo himself knows this very well. The two of them are just using each other." Zhao Yao blinked and pecked her palm lightly, then pulled it off. Wen Ruyan said with his hand: "And with Song Mo's temper that has endured for several years, how could he only be willing to be the second in command of the Song family. In time, he will definitely overthrow Song Lang and become the head of the Song family."

"No wonder you promoted Song Mo and other juniors in such a high-profile way, in order to encourage them to be evil, so that they can fight among themselves."

"Yaofeng?" Zhao Yao hugged Wen Ruyan and bit her cheek lightly, "How dare you make fun of the empress, you seem really brave."

Wen Ruyan was very ticklish, but he couldn't help it, so he could only humiliate and beg for mercy: "I was wrong!"

Zhao Yao leaned over to look at the flushed Wen Ruyan, stroked her soft lips with her fingertips and said in a low voice, "Then let me have a taste obediently."

"No." Wen Ruyan turned his head to avoid Zhao Yao's approaching hand, and explained solemnly, "The mouth was broken by the kiss."

"Nonsense, let me see." Relying on a little strength, Zhao Yao leaned over to snuggle up to Wen Ruyan, raised her hand to hold her face and inspected it carefully.

As soon as Wen Ruyan saw Zhao Yao's overly enthusiastic eyes, he could figure out that this person had probably changed his mind again.

Most of Zhao Yao obeyed every three days, but sometimes they would be inexplicably excited, Wen Ruyan was really scared.

When the two of them grinded together until the hall was completely dark, Wen Ruyan tore his clothes and said indignantly, "Are you taking a bite?"

Zhao Yao leaned over to tie Wen Ruyan's underwear, her eyes were full of tenderness, and she let her talk without complaint, without replying a word.

It was getting colder in late autumn, and Zhao Yao always had all kinds of excuses for being afraid of the cold, and she almost took off her clothes. Wen Ruyan saw a lot, and only thought of the story of the wolf coming.

Early in the morning, the Zhou family took the initiative to invite Zhou Jun out of the palace, but naturally Zhao Yao did not stay, and let Qi Jun out along the way.

When Su Qing led people to send him out of the palace, he saw Qi Jun who was almost insane.

Song Jun was fined and confinement for three years. He contracted a serious illness and passed away a few years ago.

This Lord Qi didn't know where he offended the empress, he was locked in the cage all the time, his whole limbs could no longer stand up, he walked like a monkey, his whole mind was already insane.

Of the four princes in the past, now only Zhou Jun is left, which is normal. This week, the Zhou family is quite clever, and they can see what the empress is thinking, so they carry them out of the palace by themselves, so as not to annoy the empress.

After all, the Four Monarchs used to be used by the Four Great Aristocratic Families to fight for power. Now let alone fighting for power, it is not easy to survive.

When Song Zhen heard this, she was still a little scared, after all, the second elder brother's blood was directly cut off by the empress.

It is not as convenient for him to be in the palace now as it was in the past, after all the Song family has collapsed, and even following him has to bear with it.

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. Song Zhen remembered that the concubine surnamed Wen who had just moved into the Jiaofang Palace a while ago, was most likely to be Scholar Wen.

The empress's arrogant temperament actually pampered her so much, not only allowing her to enter the court as an official, but also allowing her to enjoy the rules of the empress.

Now thinking about how inexplicable her position as a noble concubine is, maybe the Empress is using herself to shield her from the knife, it's ridiculous that she took it seriously.

Instead, she became the laughing stock of the people in the southern kingdom. The more she thought about it, the more sulky Song Zhen drank a lot of wine, and rushed to Chaotian Temple while drunk.

Everyone is also a woman, so I don't believe that with my looks, I can't compare to a court lady of unknown origin!

Zhao Yao came out from the inner hall, only to see Song Zhen from the outer hall trotting towards this side, sideways to avoid the flying people.

Song Zhen fell to the ground, turned to look at the empress with tears in her eyes, and called out weakly, "Your Majesty."

She already had a good face, but such a weak expression made Song Zhen extremely charming, but it's a pity that her nature was very vicious.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Yao turned around and sat at the main table, looking at Song Zhen very calmly.

Many palace people in Song Zhen Palace suffered from abuse, for this reason, Zhao Yao never pursued her responsibility for what the inner secretary showed every day, and she never thought that she would catch up with her to complain.

If the empress wants to establish a queen, one can imagine how much trouble will be caused in the southern country, but if the people accept the existence of Song Guifei first, then it will be much easier to establish a queen.

This Song Zhen took advantage of the power of the Song family to secure the position of imperial concubine, which was more or less a help.

"Your Majesty, Zhen'er misses you." Song Zhen half knelt beside Zhao Yao's knees and said in a low voice.

Zhao Yao raised her hand to pick up a jade ruler, gently raised Song Zhen's chin and said, "I don't like tears." Song Zhen wiped away her tears and said, "Jane'er is crying because she is happy to see Your Majesty."

"It's good like this. A beauty like you loses her sense of beauty when she cries. Besides, I don't like crying beauties, you know?" Zhao Yao lightly picked the jade ruler with her fingertips, forcing Song Zhen to raise it again. jaw.

How powerful the Song family was in the past, but now the daughters of the Song family have fallen to such a state of serving others with sex.

"Does Your Majesty think Zhen'er is beautiful?" Song Zhen felt that the empress should like this kind of temperament of people who look down on her. As long as she pleases the empress, the Song family will definitely become stronger again.

Zhao Yao withdrew her distracted thoughts, and her gaze fell on Song Zhen's face: "It's as beautiful as Xizi, no one can match her."

Song Zhen was a little joyful at being praised, pretending to be shy and looking up at the empress, her figure slightly wanted to move forward.

But before he could move, he was slapped on the face by Yurui, and her fair and tender cheeks turned red. Although Song Zhen wanted to get angry, the empress had no choice but to bear it, and said aggrievedly: "Your Majesty, why did you hit Zhen'er?" ?”

"No one is allowed to approach without my permission, do you think I should punish you?" Zhao Yao lightly turned the jade ruler and stared at Song Zhen calmly.

"Zhen'er knew she was wrong." Song Zhen didn't have the guts to confront the empress, she backed away with timid eyes, still kneeling beside her, looking timidly at the empress, "but Zhen'er wants to serve Your Majesty."

Zhao Yao watched the change in Song Zhen's expression, and only thought it was interesting. The charm of power is that it can make anyone submit to her feet.

Just when Zhao Yao wanted to tease Song Zhen again, Wen Ruyan came back from the outside.

The three looked at each other, before Zhao Yao could speak, Wen Ruyan had already entered the inner hall.

"Your Majesty?" Song Zhen prostrated herself on the ground and looked at the Empress who got up suddenly.

Zhao Yao said: "You entered the Chaotian Palace without edict, you'd better go back to the palace and reflect on it, otherwise it will not be a big deal next time."

The outer palace guards led Song Zhen out of the Chaotian Hall, Zhao Yao stepped into the inner hall with a little haste.

Usually, there is no one there, but the red gauze curtain on the bed has been lowered.

Zhao Yao stepped closer and raised her hand to lightly lift the red gauze curtain, but before she could make a sound, several soft pillows were suddenly thrown towards this side.

"Get me out!"

This succession of pillows made Zhao Yao a little flustered, hugging the four soft pillows with both hands, looking at the person in the red gauze curtain at a loss and saying: "Why are you so angry?"

Wen Ruyan muffled in the quilt and replied, "I don't want to see you."

Zhao Yao carefully opened the red gauze curtain, put the soft pillows back on the bed one by one, and was about to climb onto the bed.

Suddenly a foot protruded from the quilt, Zhao Yao got kicked under the chin unpreparedly, couldn't help but gasped, raised her hand to hug the foot, and embraced the messed-up people with her whole body.

"Talk to me if you have something to say, why do you do it like this?" Zhao Yao asked patiently through the quilt.

The two were deadlocked, Wen Ruyan had no choice but to poke his head out of the quilt to respond, "You're flirting with someone else, what else can you explain?"

Zhao Yao asked confusedly: "Do you think Song Zhen and I are flirting?"

"You've touched someone's face with your hands, is there something wrong?" Wen Ruyan angrily tried to break free from Zhao Yao's embrace.

"Then we are flirting now." Zhao Yao squeezed Wen Ruyan's angry face.

Wen Ruyan saw Zhao Yao's sophistry with peace of mind, opened his mouth and bit the back of her hand.

Zhao Yao took a deep breath, but she didn't struggle, she just said: "If this can relieve your anger, then you can just bite."

When there was some blood on the corner of her mouth, Wen Ruyan quickly opened her mouth, only to see the clear teeth marks on the back of Zhao Yao's hand and said angrily: "Don't think that I will forgive you just like this."

"I really didn't touch her face, it was a jade ruler."

"You also picked up the jade ruler." Wen Ruyan turned her head and refused to look at her.

Zhao Yao tilted her head and leaned closer on purpose: "But I was teaching her a lesson, how did you see the flirting?"

"Her face is so close to you, could it be that she is close enough to prevent you from hitting him?" Wen Ruyan asked half-believingly.

"Don't you believe it?" Zhao Yao looked at the clear tooth marks on the back of her hand, "Didn't I also take the initiative to bully you?"

Wen Ruyan responded with a light snort: "Can the two of us be like the two of you?"

It was the first time Zhao Yao saw Wen Ruyan lose her temper with such jealousy, she changed from the previous astonishment to a smile, she lowered her head and pecked her pouty soft lips and said: "We are different from others, and Song Zhen is naturally different from others." Not you."

"Then why are you so close to her?" Wen Ruyan remembered that Zhao Yao didn't like to get along with people at all.

"She came to serve because she was drunk, so I will teach her some lessons. Who would have thought that you would be jealous and angry when you come in." Zhao Yao pinched her cheek with her fingertips, and teased triumphantly, "This time you should be jealous. .”

Wen Ruyan seriously recalled that Song Zhen was indeed kneeling beside Zhao Yao at that time. Although the two were close, they didn't seem to have any other intimacy.

"Let go of me." Wen Ruyan got an explanation, and naturally she was not as angry as before.

Zhao Yao poked her head closer and said, "My jaw still hurts, why don't you brag about it?"

Wen Ruyan looked at the reddened part of Zhao Yao's chin, the strength of that kick just now was controlled because of anger, and now her foot is still hurting.

"If you weren't so close to Song Zhen, I wouldn't have misread it." Wen Ruyan grumbled, reaching out from under the quilt to rub her face.

"Why didn't I know you had such a temper before?" Zhao Yao lay on her side and looked at Wen Ruyan's calm expression before she felt relieved.

Wen Ruyan responded with a soft snort: "If you're capable, you won't be angry when you see me kissing someone lip-to-mouth."

"I'm not angry, but that person must not live long."

amount……

This answer is really in line with Zhao Yao's unreasonable character.

"Hey, what are you doing up?" Zhao Yao looked at the person sitting up in confusion.

Wen Ruyan saw that Zhao Yao's jaw was swollen, and the back of his hand was bleeding from the bite, so he could only respond, "I'll get you some medicine to apply."

Only then did Zhao Yao let go of her hand, leaned forward and opened the red gauze curtain, and waited for Wen Ruyan to return to the bed.

Apply ointment to the wound on the back of the hand and then bandage it with gauze. As for the wound on the jaw, it is easy to deswell, but it is already a little bruised and looks awkward.

At night, Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao's face in embarrassment and couldn't help but whispered with guilt: "What are you looking at me like that for?"

Zhao Yao wrapped Wen Ruyan's arm in her arms and said with a slight smile, "I just didn't expect you to be jealous, but I would still be so noisy."

Alas, this stubble is impossible to turn over.

Seeing that Zhao Yao was not angry but happy, Wen Ruyan couldn't help but feel a little strange and said, "You are so happy after being beaten?"

"I'm happy because you care about me, it's better than you neglecting me in normal times." Zhao Yao stuck to it.

What Wen Ruyan said suddenly became suspicious of Zhao Yao's strange attributes.

Does she like being abused?

Wen Ruyan shivered inexplicably, looked at Zhao Yao very sincerely and said, "Don't be like this, I'm a little panicked."

Probably because of the little accident that night, Wen Ruyan behaved very docilely in the next few days, not wanting to be led into strange thoughts by Zhao Yao at all.

However, when Su Qing saw the injury on the female emperor's jaw, she looked at Wen Ruyan with complicated eyes.

Song Zhen was pressed back to the bedroom by the palace servants, her cheeks were in pain, but she was fascinated by the confident empress in her heart.

In the past, the daughters of the Song family were never bullied, but Song Zhen couldn't help but feel hot on the empress's foot, and she was always thinking about it.

In mid-October, when the court affairs were the busiest, even Su Qing felt a little too busy.

In the afternoon, Zhao Yao felt cold and tight due to holding the pen in her hands for a long time, so she reached out and gently rubbed the little milk cat that had collapsed on the desk.

A corner of the desk was covered with a soft nest, and the kitten nestled on its back, with its pink and tender paws half-raised upwards, the whole cat was like a doll.

Zhao Yao gently caressed her soft buttocks with her palm. The over-fluffy hair kept her warm. The little cat's eyes were narrowed into thin lines, and her pink nose made a deep purring sound.

The whole cat remained still, only the little tail was always wagging back and forth.

When the palace servants came in to add charcoal, there was a crisp sound of the bead curtains colliding, and the little milk cat poked its head and sat up slowly.

Like an old man leaning on one side, his round head poked towards the pastry beside Zhao Yao's hand.

Seeing her waking up from sleep, Zhao Yao raised her hand and pressed down on the soft lump.

The little milk cat didn't resist at all, just nestled softly next to the cake, didn't mind Zhao Yao's sudden disturbance at all, and just ate the cake.

After the palace people left the inner hall, Zhao Yao said, "How can you sleep so well?"

The big amber eyes looked over, because of the light outside the window, the pupils that were clearer and brighter than colored glaze were very bright.

Zhao Yao pinched her chubby face with her fingertips, and the little milk cat patted Zhao Yao's hand with its tender paws.

"Meow!"

"Do you still want to fight with me?" Zhao Yao can gently push the little milk cat with one hand.

The little milk cat leaned forward and stood tremblingly, trying to grab the pastry between Zhao Yao's fingers with its meaty claws.

Zhao Yao changed her movements in a funny way, and saw the little milk cat's head shaking from side to side, it was so cute that it melted my heart.

"Meow." The little milk cat was tired of watching, so she stopped playing with Zhao Yao, and just buried herself in eating the pastry on the pastry plate.

"You, really don't care about the preparations for the wedding banquet at all?" Zhao Yao took the initiative to hand the pastry to her.

I saw the little milk cat eating pastry with her head buried in her palm, and Zhao Yao gently combed her messy hair with one hand.

After the little milk cat jumped off the desk and entered the screen, Wen Ruyan walked over while tying up her clothes and asked, "You didn't tell me, so why don't I ask Su Qing?"

Zhao Yao pulled her to sit beside her, straightened her dress and said, "I won't tell, won't you ask?"

Wen Ruyan poured a cup of tea for Zhao Yao, held warm hands and said, "Then when is our wedding banquet?"

"secret."

amount……

Is this person trying to annoy people on purpose?

Seeing that the inkstone on the side was running out of ink, Wen Ruyan picked up the ink stick and prepared to grind the ink.

Zhao Yao tilted her head to look, and before Wen Ruyan asked again, she couldn't help but feel a little discouraged: "Aren't you going to ask now?"

"Will you tell me if I ask you?" Wen Ruyan really wanted to roll his eyes at her.

"New Year's Eve is a good day. I will surprise you with other things, and I can't say more about it." Zhao Yao raised her hand and rolled Wen Ruyan's fine hair, her eyes were full of smiles in response.

Wen Ruyan turned his head to meet the smiling eyes, his cheeks were inexplicably hot, and he lowered his head so as not to meet her gaze.

Today's Zhao Yao is really different from the girl back then.

If it was Zhao Yao back then, she would definitely not have such a charming smile.

"Read the memorial carefully, don't peek." Wen Ruyan asked aloud.

Zhao Yao raised her eyebrows slightly and replied triumphantly: "You are my person, how can you count as peeping?"

Wen Ruyan glanced at Zhao Yao's self-satisfied vigor and said, "If you want to say it, you should say you are my talent." There is a mark left by you." Zhao Yao caressed the back of the white hand with her fingers and could vaguely see Tan Tan's teeth marks.

Alas, this is really a difficult hurdle.

Wen Ruyan never thought that Zhao Yao would have such a unique hobby.

If I had known that Zhao Yao would talk about this all day long, I would not have dared to bite her.

"I think it's better not to leave this mark." Wen Ruyan thinks it's better to go to the Tai Hospital to find out if there is any ointment for removing scars, otherwise Zhao Yao will come here every day.

Then for the rest of my life, I would probably hear Zhao Yao mention the shameful topic about her jealousy and biting.

The author has something to say: Except for the unfinished story of old man Yunshan, this article should be almost finished.

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