Dressed as a palace cat butler

The Yuniang Pavilion was dry and cold, and Fang Tishuang shivered as soon as he landed.

After gaining a firm foothold, Fang Tishuang looked around and was almost dazzled by the densely packed beautiful wine jars.

He just stood there in a daze for a while, and then quickly walked towards the porcelain jars filled with a strong aroma of wine.

Fang Tishuang took advantage of the fact that there was no one around in the wine cellar, so with great effort, she bit and dragged open a jar of wine in the corner.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Tishuang rested her paws on the edge of the altar, then lay down on her stomach and sniffed inside. The wine was amber honey-colored, and the wine was crystal clear. No matter it smelled or looked, it was very attractive.

Fang Tishuang stood on tiptoe of her hind legs, then stuck her tongue in and licked a small mouthful. The taste was sweet and mellow, but after a careful taste, she found that there was still a bit of bitterness.

The taste is a bit complicated, and to the young Fang Tishuang, it's actually hard to say how delicious it is, but because of the blessing of novelty, he still tentatively licked a few mouthfuls.

He used to see other people drinking wine, and all of them tasted it with gusto, but every time he asked his uncle for wine, Cao Ji'an would just smile and say, you can only eat it when you grow up. To be silly.

Fang Tishuang always thinks that only adults eat wine, so as long as he also drinks wine, he may grow up in an instant.

Thinking of this, he drank a little rice wine unknowingly. Although this thing was not very tasty at first taste, but after drinking too much, it turned out to be very good.

Fang Tishuang suddenly couldn't stop, and drank a lot intermittently, until his stomach was pushed up, and he dealt with the crime scene with a guilty conscience.

Immediately afterwards, he leaned against the wall a little tiredly, and then burped a wine-smelling belch.

At this moment, Fang Tishuang felt warm all over her body, and all the unhappy things in her heart seemed to have disappeared. It's good to be alive, and it's good to be a cat...

That's what growing up feels like.

At this moment, two eunuchs walked into Yuniang Pavilion rubbing their hands together.

"It's really cold today," the eunuch laughed softly, "If only we could have a few sips of wine to warm up."

"It's a mistake to drink... Hey," he said in the middle of the sentence, but his tone suddenly became sharper as if he saw something suddenly, "What's there?"

The eunuch followed his gaze towards the corner of the wall, and sure enough, he saw a little white cat in a big red coat, and he was also surprised: "Ah, where did you get the little raccoon slave?"

Fang Tishuang, who had been lazily leaning against the corner, was startled by his loud voice, and immediately became more sober, jumped onto the wooden shelf, and escaped through the window through which she came in.

Because he was afraid of being chased by them, Fang Tishuang simply climbed onto the eaves. He is usually a little afraid of heights, so he could not walk on the eaves tiles, so he would not go up there.

But today, Jiu Zhuang was afraid of the cat's courage, so Fang Tishuang used his strength to jump onto the eaves in two or three steps, and then ran around on top of it, and he didn't even know what it meant to be afraid.

When he raised his head, he always felt that the white clouds were very close, and the blue sky was also very close. Everything seemed to be within reach. For a moment, he only felt that his whole cat was flying like a fairy, as if it was about to fly in the next moment.

Fang Tishuang was very excited. Now he felt that he was fearless and omnipotent.

No wonder adults like to drink wine. It turns out that drinking wine feels like this, he thought in a daze.

"Meow~" Fang Tishuang raised her head and chest, feeling that she really looked like the king of beasts.

He dangled on the eaves, without noticing that he was dangling on the edge of the eaves, as long as he stepped out a little more, he was about to fall.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the tributes sent from all over the country have been counted and put into storage. Some of the perishable and perishable fruits and vegetables were sent to the wombs of the palace masters, and some were sent to the Shangshi Bureau. Depending on the rank of officials in the DPRK and China, one should be rewarded..."

The father-in-law hadn't finished speaking, but he saw that the emperor on the sedan chair didn't seem to be listening to him. He followed Pei Ye's gaze and saw a kitten swaying on the glazed tiles of the roof next to him. Walking in waves.

The little raccoon slave was wearing a bright red jacket and a tiger hat with exquisite embroidery. At first glance, he was beaming, but at second glance, he looked a bit naive.

But this pace is really dangerous.

"Master Shuanger?" He tentatively called him.

However, Fang Tishuang, who was walking flutteringly on the edge of the eaves, was startled by his sudden sound, her steps slowed down, and half of her body stepped out.

"Meow!" Accompanied by a miserable cry, Fang Tishuang didn't catch anything for a moment, and fell directly from the edge of the eaves.

Although he turned into a cat not long ago, he had gained some experience anyway, so he quickly flipped in the air, trying to let his four paws land first.

Unexpectedly, with such a turn, he turned straight into someone's arms.

Seeing the sound of Fang Tishuang falling down, the palace people beside Pei Ye immediately rushed forward, but no one expected that the kitten would fall into Pei Ye's arms so precisely.

If he was a saint first, this move would definitely make him happy, but this is the new emperor in front of him, and no one in this palace knows that he hates cats the most, and he can't even see a cat hair.

The palace people hurriedly bowed their heads and held their breath, already fully prepared to kneel down and apologize.

At this moment, Fang Tishuang felt his eyes spinning, and then he fell into a thin but powerful embrace.

He suddenly raised his head to see the face that was close at hand, and then he was stunned for a long time before he realized who the person in brocade clothes and fine attire was in front of him.

This person is Pei Ye!

Fang Tishuang woke up immediately, most of her drunkenness disappeared, and even the clump of cat fur behind her was fluffy, and when she moved in Pei Ye's arms, there was a crackling sound.

Pei Ye: "..."

The hair was blown into his hands.

Fang Tishuang looked at Pei Ye with cold eyes, and the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she always felt that her little life might be lost.

At the same time, he suddenly felt lucky, and said to Pei Ye anxiously: "Wow!"

He originally wanted to pretend to be a big bug and howl like a tiger, but usually he only heard his brothers and sisters use the name of the big bug to scare him, but he didn't know how the king of beasts called.

So he had to settle for the next best thing and pretend that he was a dog. After all, he had only heard that Pei Ye hated cats, but he hadn't heard much about him not wanting to see dogs, so it was safer to pretend to be a dog.

But Pei Ye just looked at him, but didn't seem to respond.

Fang Tishuang thought he didn't hear clearly, so she called out a few more times tentatively: "Wow! Wow, wow?"

Although you hate cats, I'm a dog now, Fang Tishuang said in fear, but don't cut off my head...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but use his two front paws to protect his poor little head—although after wearing the tiger hat, his head couldn't really be called small.

However, at the next moment, he saw the little emperor who always had a cold expression in front of him, and the corner of his mouth suddenly lifted up for a moment invisibly.

The smile was fleeting, and before Fang Tishuang came back to it, the smile had disappeared, as if it was just his own illusion.

The father-in-law next to Pei Ye pushed his face with a smile, trying to ease the atmosphere and said: "The sage picked up a beaming kitten as soon as he went out today, which must be considered a jackpot. year."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and said cautiously: "The saint will give the kitten to the slave."

Pei Ye didn't move, but said: "Since it's a jackpot, how can Gu give it up to others?"

He seems to be in a good mood today, the father-in-law in charge is a fine person, although he is a new official, he is still an old man in the palace after all, so he doesn't know what to say at this time.

He hurriedly made an apology, and then apologized with a smile: "The sage is very right, it is the old slave who is confused."

After speaking, he saw that there was no anger in Pei Ye's eyebrows, so he relaxed a little, turned around and said, "Get up—go back to the palace—"

Along the way, Fang Tishuang shrank his head and tail. In Pei Ye's arms, he felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles, and his heart was miserable, but he didn't dare to move his face, so he could only lie obediently in his arms.

The incense on his body went to the tip of his nose one after another. Fang Yishuang found that she liked to smell this fragrance for no reason. If this person was not Pei Ye, he would probably shamelessly sneak into his sleeve .

It's a pity that he is the emperor, even if Fang Tishuang had the courage to play with him like this.

"Send someone to the cattery later to ask who gave it wine." Pei Ye frowned slightly, and the cold and indifferent disgust appeared on his face again, "It smells of wine."

The father-in-law beside him hurriedly replied: "Yes."

Fang Tishuang's ears trembled, fearing that the palaces in the cattery would be punished because of him, so she called weakly: "Meow~"

It has nothing to do with them.

It's a pity that Pei Ye is not Wan'er, and he has no tacit understanding with him, let alone be able to guess his meaning from his voice and tone.

"What are you calling?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Fang Tishuang became inexplicably cowardly again, shut his mouth, and dared not move again, continuing to be his puppet cat with stiff limbs.

Until the emperor's sedan chair stopped in front of the main hall of Daming Palace, Pei Ye carried him into the palace, then leaned over slightly, and put him down.

Fang Tishuang fell to the ground, so he dared to stretch behind his back secretly, and when Pei Ye turned his head, he froze again.

The ground dragon was burning in the main hall, and the incense was lit. As soon as he entered the hall, he felt the warmth rushing towards his face, and Fang Tishuang fell into sleepiness immediately.

But the emperor is right in front of him, Fang Tishuang can even walk smoothly, let alone take a nap.

Fortunately, the father-in-law in charge brought him a small tuft of cattail sympathetically, and Fang Tishuang immediately sat on it with a serious and obedient expression.

Pei Ye in the hall seemed to ignore him and brought him back, but he didn't pay attention to him at all, and wrote the memorial on the table.

Fang Tishuang thought sadly, what does the emperor really mean?When will you let him go back?

He squatted on the tuanfu for a long time, his hind feet became numb, and the drunkenness came back, and the whole cat began to be in a trance again.

Pei Ye, who was at the desk, raised his eyes inadvertently, but saw the kitten not far away seemed to be extremely sleepy, nodding his head again and again, then shaking his head again, trying to sit up straight.

Immediately afterwards, it began to nod again, glanced at him secretly again, and then opened its eyes very hard to prove that it was not asleep, but soon began to reciprocate the few steps just now.

Pei Ye found it interesting, so he stared at him for a long time without knowing it.

When he raised his eyes again next time, he found that the kitten had fallen asleep in a five-body posture.

Pei Ye looked at the father-in-law beside him: "Chun Ye."

"The old slave is here." Qi Chunye bowed, pretending to be listening attentively.

"It's cold on the ground." That's all Pei Ye said.

But Eunuch Qi quickly understood what he meant, first he gently moved the little raccoon slave to the tuanpu, and then found a small blanket to cover it.

Seeing that the emperor in the hall didn't speak anymore, he knew he was right, so he quickly retreated to his side and waited carefully.

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ps: In reality, kittens cannot drink alcohol. This is for the needs of the plot. Friends who have cats, please take good care of your kittens.

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