Tiger Wings

Sometimes if You Xin doesn't understand, the old man will patiently repeat it to him when he shakes his head.

With such a slow progress, when a cabinet is looked down, the outside is already full of moonlight.

And a certain emperor who was finally able to have dinner after a busy day of government affairs finally remembered the little beast he sent out in the middle of the night.

Thinking of what my subordinate Yu said, I temporarily put down my job and asked the young man serving next to me:

"Bing Su, how is that little thing?"

The boy froze for a moment, and immediately replied:

"When I went to see it at noon, um," the young man froze for a moment, as if he didn't know what to call the little thing His Majesty was talking about.

"...His Majesty's pet is sleeping. It seems to be fine. I was going to bring it back, but Mr. Li said..."

When the young man said this, he was suddenly interrupted by a man, "Mr. Li? Is it the illness that Doctor Li treated him for?"

"Well, I wanted to find one at random, but I was stopped by Li Yuyi when I entered the room, and said to him to treat it."

Emperor Yaoxiang nodded and ordered:

"Then you go and have a look, and if you get better, you can bring it back. After all, the Tai Hospital is not a place to keep pets."

On the other side, the old man was babbling and continuing to explain the basic knowledge of medicinal materials to the little beast. He didn't say anything when he saw the cute little guy shaking his head like a human.

At this time, a sound of footsteps was heard, it was Bingsu, the emperor's personal manager.

Bing Su bowed lightly to salute this respected old doctor. After all, he is a famous person beside the emperor, so the weight of this gift will not be light.

You Xin saw that the old doctor accepted it calmly, and felt a little strange. There was only one old man in this place, and the living conditions were so poor. He thought that the old man had a low status in the palace, but now it seems that this is not the case.

The old man picked up the little beast, patted its head lovingly, smiled and said:

"Come here to play when you have time in the future."

Bing Su frowned, but said nothing.

In the end, You Xin was hugged into the young man's arms. Compared with the old man's thin body, the young man's body was of course more comfortable, but You Xin liked the feeling of the old man holding him strangely.

Because in the young man's arms, he is just a beast, but the old man treats him like a human being. Just this alone makes You Xin want to cry bitterly.

It's a pity that the young man who has always acted quickly and only listened to the king's orders didn't give him a chance to express himself. After hearing the old man's "not allowed to eat meat before the age of three", he hurried back with You Xin in his arms.

Therefore, all the well-prepared tears were held back when I heard the request that I could only be vegetarian.

Lying on Bingsu's shoulder, you can also see a thin figure shaking hands. You Xin secretly made up his mind that he must sneak here to play in the future.

I met a lot of people on the road, they were all maids and eunuchs, patrolling guards and the like, it was already late, there were no ministers, let alone concubines wandering around outside.

Many people showed strange expressions when they saw the little beast in Bingsu's arms.

As long as Bing Su's identity is known to everyone in the palace, it is such a great honor for the only person who can use his name in front of His Majesty as His Majesty's personal manager.

And this person is hugging a little beast at this time, one can imagine what this scene represents.

The appearance of seeing some rare food made You Xin very embarrassed to be stared at by everyone.

You Xin arched uncomfortably, and Bingsu glanced at those people, so all the eyes that looked at people in the open and in the dark disappeared.

Although they all looked back, the small ninety-nine in their hearts overflowed.

It is estimated that people who should know and should not know will get a piece of news tomorrow morning-that is, His Majesty the Emperor has a pet.

From a distance, I saw a large group of golden lights in the dark night, but when I got closer, I found that it was a plaque with three big characters written in dragons and phoenixes on the black bottom board-觜 (zi) Sugong.

I don't know if it is made of gold.

The lights under the eaves are brightly lit. Although magic is highly developed in this era, it is not possible for everyone to hold a magic ball for lighting, so the commonly used lighting tools are still torches and the like.

After the guarding soldier saluted the person holding him, he informed the inside.

When he came back, he brought a message, "Your Majesty invites the chief executive to come in."

The young man straightened his coat which had been messed up by the little beast, and walked in straight. When he opened the door, he passed by a group of maids who were about to leave after clearing the table.

The emperor was reviewing the memorial on Zhuo'an, and seeing that they didn't say anything, he glanced at the kitten, which seemed to be in good condition, then lowered his head, and then raised his left hand.

Bingsu put down the little beast and walked over to serve the man.

You Xin looked at the pair of master and servant who had a tacit understanding with some emotion, and the young man sorted out and corrected the memorial after finishing his ink.

The emperor didn't have to raise his head. When the brush in his hand was dry, he could reach into the brush and inkstone as if he had eyes.

The young man stood quietly serving, while the man bent over his desk to review...

The more You Xin looked at it, the more he felt the warm and beautiful picture, especially since both of them look good...

But if you look at it for a long time, you will get tired, especially when the same scene is still the same after a few minutes.

You Xin looked around, and at this glance, he found a small basket on the ground. It had a round appearance, no handle, and a picture of a kitten playing with a ball was drawn on the outside.

The painter has excellent craftsmanship, and the big golden pupils of the kitten are lively and cute. The body is lying on the ground, staring at the hydrangea in front of it, ready to jump up at any time.

You Xin had some black lines, and subconsciously knew it was for himself.

Forget it, the sleeping basket is better than someone else's carpet, so comforting himself, he walked over, wanting to observe the future accommodation.

It may be to take care of the height of the little beast, the basket is made so that the two ends are high and the middle is low, and the depression in the middle is very easy for him to get in and out, at least You Xin stepped in lightly and skillfully.

One foot stepped on something very soft, itching the soles of the feet, and when he took a closer look, You Xin was stunned for a moment, and it turned out to be feathers—the ones he picked up after falling from Maya's body.