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"This is... a cat?" Di Yunge frowned.

Shen Zhaoxue knelt down/put her hands on the table to watch Di Yunge, and shook her head, "No, this is the white tiger."

"Really?" Di Yunge looked at the little white tiger crawling on the table in disbelief. It was small and soft, and it didn't look majestic.

It looks like a kitten.

Shen Zhaoxue nodded.

"Yun Ge, come here." Shen Zhaoxue teased the little white tiger with her fingers, but the little white tiger ignored Shen Zhaoxue and continued to crawl forward.

Xiao Yunge ignored him, but Dayunge did.

"You call it Yunge?" Di Yunge's phoenix eyes widened, "Who allows you to call me by my first name?"

Shen Zhaoxue raised her eyes, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty made it. That day, I tried to cheat with Your Majesty, and Your Majesty asked me to shout."

"Don't shout." Di Yunge glared at Shen Zhaoxue, then looked at the little white tiger and added, "It is too, it can't be called that name."

Shen Zhaoxue grabbed the little white tiger, and the little white tiger thumped non-stop, facing Di Yunge and began to bark its teeth and claws.

Di Yunge's eyebrows twitched when he saw it.

"But Your Majesty looks like it." Shen Zhaoxue wanted to kiss the little white tiger, but was slapped away by the little white tiger's fleshy paws.

Shen Zhaoxue's red lips were bald by the white tiger's slap. Di Yunge laughed when he saw it, but he still coldly refused.

"Hmph, I still think the pig I ate today looks like you. If you say so, then it should be called Zhaoxue." Di Yunge flicked his sleeves.

Shen Zhaoxue put the little white tiger down, and looked at him with her head propped up, "Your Majesty always uses the name of the minister, how much he likes the minister. That's why he wants to see the minister everywhere, and misses the minister's name all the time."

Di Yunge originally wanted to get angry with him, but now hearing what he said, he turned his head and said no, as if he had been poked at the center of the matter.

"No?" Shen Zhaoxue pursed her lips, "But when your majesty had a fever, you called Zhaoxue all night."

Di Yunge's face turned red, he turned his head and glared at Shen Zhaoxue, "I won't even call you a dog."

Shen Zhaoxue propped her chin and nodded, looking suddenly enlightened.

"But His Majesty's two dogs, one named Zhaozhao and the other named Xuexue, shouted and shouted, but they were still calling the names of ministers."

Hearing this, Di Yunge stared wide-eyed, "Did you see them?"

Shen Zhaoxue hummed softly, and pushed the bamboo slips on the table with her hands, "If I don't go out, I really don't know what Your Majesty said, and the four horses are hard to chase. I really chopped up the minister and fed it to the dogs."

Di Yunge's thin lips parted slightly, and just about to return to him, he heard a hiss, he lowered his phoenix eyes to look, and saw the little white tiger pissed on his file.

The bamboo slips soaked in urine gave off a foul smell.

After urinating, the little white tiger shook his body vigorously, and with this swing, the urine on his body was thrown onto the table, making the table dirty.

"Shen Zhaoxue!" Di Yunge raised his eyes, furious.

Shen Zhaoxue was afraid that he would be angry and cut off the tiger, so she quickly reached out, grabbed the tiger into her arms, stroked the white tiger's hair and said, "Why is Yun Ge so naughty, now you are making His Majesty angry, you and I have to feed the dog .”

Di Yunge was so angry that he picked up the bamboo slips with his handkerchief and threw them at Shen Zhaoxue.

"Give me another copy."

Being hit by Di Yunge, Shen Zhaoxue had no choice but to get up to take the bamboo slips and make a new copy for him.

"That." Di Yunge pointed to the little white tiger, and said with disgust, "Take it and throw it away."

Shen Zhaoxue snorted, but still left the little white tiger inside the house before going out.

No matter how much Ren Di Yunge yelled, he didn't turn around to grab the little white tiger.

When Shen Zhaoxue came back, Di Yunge had already washed up and was about to fall asleep.

Shen Zhaoxue put the bamboo slips on the table, looked around but did not see the little white tiger.

He wanted to ask Di Yunge, but he was afraid that he would get angry, so he had no choice but to walk over.

Lying on the bed, Di Yunge saw Shen Zhaoxue coming and snorted coldly, then turned around and turned his back to him.

"Your Majesty, where is Yun Ge?" Shen Zhaoxue tugged at him.

"Feed my dog."

As soon as Di Yunge finished speaking, Shen Zhaoxue saw something moving in front of him.

Shen Zhaoxue stretched out her hand, and it turned out to be the little white tiger.

Seeing Shen Zhaoxue lift off the quilt, Di Yunge glared at him, then quickly grabbed the quilt and covered it again.

"It's afraid of the cold." Di Yunge said as he stroked the little white tiger, "You put it at the door to blow the cold wind, and it shivered from the cold, and couldn't even stand up straight, so it was pitiful sitting on the ground."

Di Yunge rubbed the little white tiger's head, but the little white tiger was also docile, rubbing against Di Yunge's fingers with all his strength.

"I'm cold, I'm dirty, Your Majesty rubs me." Shen Zhaoxue said and wanted to lift off the quilt and get in.

Di Yunge's back felt cold, he quickly hugged the little white tiger, turned around and kicked him.

"You are cold and you sleep in the fire, but the fire is not cold."

Shen Zhaoxue grabbed his feet, fearing that the cold air when going out would chill him, so Shen Zhaoxue specially transported some spiritual power to the palm of her hand, turned it into heat and lost it to him.

"It's in the fire right now." Shen Zhaoxue touched his delicate ankle, "Sleeping with His Majesty, but you can't do it with Your Majesty. To me, I'm in dire straits."

Fearing that he would catch the cold air again, Shen Zhaoxue didn't dare to grab more, so she hastily let go of Di Yunge's ankle.

Unexpectedly, Di Yunge snorted coldly, and kicked Shen Zhaoxue three inches below the navel in the blink of an eye.

Shen Zhaoxue let out a muffled snort, lay down on the bed, and covered her with the quilt.

"Your Majesty." Shen Zhaoxue stretched out her hand to pull him, wanting to hold him in her arms.

Di Yunge sneered, picked up the little white tiger and put it on the hand he stretched out to pull him.

Not surprisingly, Shen Zhaoxue's inner garment was hooked by the little white tiger's claws like this, and it became silky.

"Do you still hug me?" Di Yunge shook the little white tiger, the little white tiger opened its mouth, showing its fangs to Shen Zhaoxue.

"Why don't you... hug?" Shen Zhaoxue pulled him into her arms, letting the little white tiger scratch at her underwear.

Heinous people must always be loved.

Even if his body is covered with scars, he still loves Di Yunge.

It was so before, and it is so now.

There was a white mist outside the window, and thin drops of water hung in the window.

Before dawn, the sound of chickens pierced the sky.

Di Yunge turned over to get up, but was grabbed by Shen Zhaoxue.

"Your Majesty got up so early?" Shen Zhaoxue held his ankle, trying to pull him back.

Di Yunge frowned, "Right now, the country of Yun is torn apart, and I haven't unified yet, and the Wushu country in Beiyun is coming to invade again, so I have to plan earlier to unify the country of Yun."

"If you're sleepy, keep sleeping, I'm always here." Di Yunge patted Shen Zhaoxue's wrist, making him loosen his feet.

Shen Zhaoxue moved her head and refused to let go, "I will fight for His Majesty, and it is good for His Majesty to sit and take power."

"Oh?" Di Yunge smiled, "But you killed my soldiers last time, what did you fight for me? Are you going to destroy the kingdom of Yun?"

Shen Zhaoxue snorted, then looked at Di Yunge and said seriously, "I am His Majesty's mighty army. With your Majesty's order, I am willing to lay down the Nine Realms for Your Majesty."

Di Yunge stopped laughing, looked at his dark almond eyes, and pursed his lips.

Black eyes mean that she has not inherited the godhead, such a Shen Zhaoxue can't even protect herself, how can she talk about laying down the Nine Realms for him?

It's just a fool's dream.

Looking at Shen Zhaoxue's eyebrows.

For a moment, Di Yunge felt a little scared.

If he really died later, what would Shen Zhaoxue do.