Dressed as a palace cat butler

In the middle of the night, in the courtyard of the main hall of Daming Palace.

A chunky imperial chef set up a fire to roast rabbits in the night. The rabbits on the charcoal fire looked extremely fat, and they were sizzling under the flame.

The poor cook who was suddenly woken up to roast rabbits in the middle of the night was suppressing the urge to yawn while sprinkling spices on the rabbits on the shelf.

Fang Tishuang, who had been clamoring to eat rabbits, sat beside her with a small stool, resting her chin on one hand, yawning and swallowing.

"Your Majesty, it smells so good. How come the rabbit smells so good..." His voice was a little blurred, but he still couldn't stop talking.

His Majesty is sitting far away at this moment, afraid that the charcoal fire will smudge his clothes. If this little slave hadn't insisted on staying in the yard to watch the rabbit being roasted, he would have gone back to the bedroom a long time ago. .

It's a hot day, this little fool still insists on joining the fire, doesn't he think it's not warm enough?It can be seen that there is nothing stupid anymore.

The rabbit was roasted more and more fragrant, Fang Tishuang gradually became sober, and saw that the imperial chef was sweating profusely from the heat, the child was considerate of him, so he kindly ran to find a big fan.

Immediately after that, he started to fan the flames behind the imperial chef, and the expression on his face was very serious.

The cook felt a bit chilly at first, and then turned around to realize that it was him. Although the imperial cook couldn't see through the identity of this little gentleman, but seeing that even the emperor was pampering him like this, he couldn't help feeling a little in awe of him .

"Hey, little master, you are an evil servant, please return to your seat and wait."

Fang Tishuang refused, but the strength in his hands increased again, and he said stubbornly: "You roast the rabbit for me, and I will fan you. This is repayment, not Zhesha...ah!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw that the fire was blown up by half a foot in vain, almost singling off the imperial chef's eyebrows.

Fang Tishuang was startled, and subconsciously took half a step back.

The imperial cook hurriedly begged him to leave: "Little master, please step back a little bit, be careful not to let the fire burn you, don't fan the flames here, I thank you for your kindness."

Fang Tishuang did something bad with good intentions, and was a little depressed for a while, and looked back at Pei Ye who was not far away.

The little emperor seemed to sigh lightly, and then waved to him: "Come here."

Holding the big fan, Fang Tishuang ran towards him in a few steps.

Pei Ye glanced at him: "The one who invited you to eat roasted rabbit is obviously Gu, why don't I see you fanning Gu for him?"

Fang Tishuang was startled for a moment, then smiled at him and said, "I forgot, please wait, Your Majesty, I will fan you right away!"

As soon as the words were finished, he vigorously waved his fan towards Pei Ye, and the cool wind blew in the little emperor's ears for a while, which brought some coolness in this hot day.

But gradually, the noise of the wind became smaller and smaller, and in the end it simply disappeared.

The little emperor looked up at him: "Why didn't you move?"

"My hands are sore," Fang Tishuang replied confidently, and then said alarmistly, "I'm afraid my hand will be broken if I shake it any longer."

"Bones are broken by human hands, but the bones are still connected. How can it be so easy to break," Pei Ye said, "I just look at you as lazy."

Fang Tishuang curled her lips, feeling that she was wronged, so she retorted: "I'm not lazy!"

After finishing speaking, he raised the fan again and continued to fan it wildly towards Pei Ye. Unfortunately, because of too much force, this time he was too tired after fanning for a while.

Fang Tishuang rolled up her sleeves, and simply swaggered and sat next to Pei Ye, flicking her wrists, and said shamelessly, "I can't do it, I'm going to be exhausted to death, Your Majesty, fan yourself for a while."

After speaking, he threw the fan to Pei Ye.

Pei Ye has seen this little slave for a long time. Whether he is a human or a cat, he has always been good at eating, but his endurance is extremely poor. It is obvious that he has given the rabbit a lot of face by fanning him for a while. up.

In this short period of time, Fang Tishuang's "helper" was missing from the fire rack, and the imperial chef finally roasted the fat rabbit, and then cut it with a few knives, and put the roasted rabbit into slices. He bowed and sent it to the table next to the emperor.

"Master, please use it slowly."

Fang Tishuang had been waiting here for so long, her eyes were staring straight from the hunger, she turned to Pei Ye and asked, "Your Majesty, can I eat now?"

Pei Ye wanted to say no, he could imagine Fang Tishuang wiping tears in his mind.

For some reason, he was afraid of seeing him cry at first, but now that he stopped crying, the emperor wanted to make the child cry again.

But this night, let him cry again, I am afraid that tomorrow's eyelids will be so swollen that he can't see, His Majesty intends to be kind, so he nodded and said: "Eat."

Fang Tishuang immediately picked up the chopsticks, first picked up a piece of leg meat, blew twice symbolically, and stuffed it into her mouth.

The rabbit meat was still hot, and there was a fight between Fang Tishuang's tongue and Pei Ye's eyes were wet when he saw him. He didn't know whether it was scalded or eaten.

This imperial chef is worthy of being an imperial chef. He roasted this fat rabbit until it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

"It's so delicious!" Fang Tishuang said with emotion.

Since he turned into a cat, although he has been able to eat and drink enough every day, but after all, the meal is specially for raccoon slaves, no salt, no spices, only clear soup with little water, he has already eaten I can't eat enough, let alone the rabbits that are baked according to the way people eat them.

Fang Tishuang thought that she had never eaten such a delicious food in her life, so today was a feast for her mouth.

"Your Majesty," although Fang Tishuang loves to eat, after all, she has been with so many brothers and sisters for a long time, and she doesn't have the problem of guarding food. The first time she encounters something delicious, she wants to share it with others, "You should eat some too. .”

Pei Ye shook his head, he had taboos at night, no matter how hungry he would be, he would not eat meat.

Seeing that the emperor refused to eat it, Fang Tishuang felt a little disappointed. He really couldn't believe that someone could be indifferent to such a delicious rabbit.

So he blinked, picked out a good piece of meat, and brought it to the emperor's mouth with chopsticks: "Your Majesty, take a look at it, how delicious it is."

Pei Ye looked away: "Don't mess around."

"Even if you really don't want to eat it, you should still smell it anyway," Fang Tishuang muttered, "It won't hurt anything if you smell it, it will be cold if you don't smell it."

The emperor was bothered by him, and finally agreed to try to smell the piece of rabbit meat. The slave didn't know whether he was blind or something, so he sent the piece of rabbit meat to the tip of his nose. Those who didn't know thought he was going to smell the meat. Feed the emperor's nose.

"How is it?" Fang Tishuang's eyes lit up, "Isn't it very fragrant!"

Pei Ye felt that he was probably infected by the greedy cat in front of him, and after smelling the piece of rabbit meat, he felt really hungry.

The emperor nodded slightly: "Yes."

Fang Tishuang immediately said: "Then Your Majesty should also try a piece?"

This time Pei Ye didn't directly refuse. He hesitated for a while, neither saying that he wanted to eat it, nor that he didn't want to eat it.

This made Fang Tishuang very anxious, and forced him to persuade him again: "Eat it, eat it, it won't taste good when it's cold."

After he persuaded him for the second time, the emperor said reluctantly, "Just one piece."

Fang Tishuang was very happy, and hurriedly handed her chopsticks to Pei Ye.

Pei Ye lowered his eyes to look at the pair of used jade chopsticks, just now the imperial cook knew that the emperor would not eat meat at night, so he only prepared a pair of jade chopsticks, and it would take a while to send the palace servants to fetch them. but……

He has never had the habit of eating at the same table as others, let alone using the same pair of bowls and chopsticks.

Seeing this, Qi Chunye, who was waiting by the side, hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, why don't you go back and get it now?"

"Forget it, don't bother." Pei Ye took the pair of jade chopsticks, turned them around, picked a piece of rabbit meat, and put it into his mouth very politely.

Fang Tishuang looked at Pei Ye expectantly, as if the rabbit had the same roots as him, and if Pei Ye would praise the rabbit meat, he would definitely be honored.

"How is it?" Before Pei Ye could chew a few mouthfuls, he asked impatiently.

Pei Ye didn't answer him immediately, and after he swallowed the piece of rabbit meat in his mouth, he commented unhurriedly: "Good."

As he expected, the little slave was really happy and proudly shook his head: "Let me tell you, it's really delicious."

"Since that's the case," the emperor said suddenly, "then the rest will be orphaned."

Fang Tishuang suddenly turned pale with shock, and hurriedly reached out to fish back the plate of rabbit meat: "No, no, if I give it all to His Majesty, I will starve to death."

The emperor smiled and returned the pair of jade chopsticks to him: "Eat it, I won't snatch it from you."

He watched the little slave eat himself up one bite at a time, belching several times in a row, but seeing that there was still some left on the plate, he showed a look of reluctance again, and continued to send more to his mouth.

"Okay," Pei Ye patted his hand, "I'm going to throw up if I eat any more."

Then he tilted his head and told the palace servants: "Put away these bowls and chopsticks."

What Fang Tishuang was most afraid of was wasting food, so she hurriedly said, "You can't throw it away, you can eat it again when it's hot tomorrow."

Pei Ye coaxed him casually: "People in Tomorrow Palace will send these leftovers to the dog in Qingning Palace to eat."

Fang Tishuang remembered that in the past, the neighbors who were a little richer had dogs, and they all ate their leftovers, so she believed it, and obediently followed Pei Ye back home with her chubby belly. In the sleeping hall.

Now that he has become a human being, he can no longer sleep in the kitten's nest on the ground.

Before he could figure out where he should sleep tonight, he heard Pei Ye suddenly say, "Sleep with Gu tonight—change your clothes."

He paused, and then said with some disgust, "It smells like smoked rabbits."

Fang Tishuang was once born and secondly cooked, was surrounded by the palace people and washed up, and then jumped onto the emperor's dragon bed fragrantly.

He has seen how soft this bed is, but it is a pity that he did not sleep well the previous few times, but today he can sleep peacefully for the first time.

He rolled around on the bed twice, and suddenly felt that someone grabbed his wrist. He turned his head and blurted out, "Your Majesty?"

His Majesty didn't respond to him, his eyes were lightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Fang Tishuang lay down softly, and then heard Pei Ye whisper: "Don't run away tonight."

The author has something to say:

Your Majesty: I want to see how you turned into a cat.