After becoming the emperor's cat

Fu Qingyu's right eyelid started to twitch in the morning, and the big maid Hua Jun didn't get better after applying a hot towel, but the twitching got worse.

When I went to pay my respects to my grandmother, my grandmother held his face and looked at him for a long time, and almost jumped up when I saw him too.

"You don't have to believe in people jumping from money to disaster." Grandma took his hand lovingly and changed the subject, "I told your mother yesterday that your 16th birthday has passed, so it's time to see him, our brother Yu My son is so handsome and extraordinary, I must find a lovely person like a fairy to match him."

Although Fu Qingyu's mother, Fu Lin, is over fifty, she is respected by her husband. There are only two aunts in the house, who are honest and peaceful. In addition, she pays attention to maintenance. She looks to be in her early forties. "Yes, yes, at the Lotus Banquet, many wives asked me that they were all interested in our Brother Yu."

In the elegant sandalwood, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law sang together, so harmonious that it made Fu Qingyu's scalp tingle, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Grandmother, mother, please forgive me. I plan to end next spring, and there is no rush to get married."

"I really forgot about it." The grandmother laughed, "Then wait until brother Yu wins the top prize. Thinking back then, your father only won two yuan, and our brother Yu will definitely win three yuan."

It's no wonder that Fu Qingyu's grandmother dared to say such things. After all, Fu Qingyu was talented and intelligent. Fu Wenting personally enlightened him when he was young.

Originally, he wanted to join Chunwei in the next year, but at that time, the government was turbulent and the princes were vying for power and position. Fu Wenting was afraid that his son would be involved in it, and in order to be safe, he asked him to be safe before leaving.

Although Fu Qingyu was young, he was able to control his temper, calm down to study, drink tea and make friends in his free time, and his life was not going well.

As for marrying a wife, Fu Qingyu probably felt that he was not enlightened, so he didn't think about it. His mother sent a few housemaids over, but he never accepted them.

The rules in the house were not strict, and Fu Qingyu was loved by his grandmother, and he always had breakfast here, and while he was eating it, he suddenly heard a report from the servant, saying that Master Zuo Xiang had returned to the house and asked Fu Qingyu to go to the study to discuss matters.

The young man was a little clever, and reminded: "Looking at his face, you seem to be very worried."

When Fu Lin heard this, she quickly put down her chopsticks: "How could this be so? Didn't you be fine when you went to court in the morning? Can you hear what happened?"

Fu Qingyu also missed his father, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that his right eyelid was twitching more and more.

The boy shook his head and said he didn't know, and asked Fu Qingyu to hurry over.

After Fu Qingyu said goodbye to his grandmother and mother, he hurried to the study.

Zuo Xiang's Mansion is the courtyard of Sanjin. Fu Wenting is from a prominent family in the south of the Yangtze River. This mansion also has a winding corridor, which has a bit of the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River. But Fu Qingyu didn't care about admiring it, so he hurried to the study.

When he opened the door and entered, Fu Wenting turned his back to him and was sighing endlessly. Fu Qingyu said, "Father, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Wenting turned around and stared at him with red eyes: "It's because my father didn't protect you."

"Father?"

"Your Majesty suddenly made an attack this morning. I want, I want to marry you as the queen!" Fu Wenting gritted his teeth, wishing he could eat his flesh raw, "My son, get someone to pack your bags quickly, and I will send you out of the city as a father. As long as you reach the south of the Yangtze River, forgive me." Even the emperor can't do anything to you!"

Fu Qingyu only felt a loud bang in his head, which made him unable to recover. He looked at Fu Wenting blankly, and it took him a while to understand the meaning of Fu Wenting's words, and said with difficulty: "Why is this so, Your Majesty?"

Although he had never met Leng Yunlin, he had heard that he was a tyrant. If he hadn't won the support of the generals, he would have been impeached and abdicated long ago.

If he wants to marry the dog emperor, he might as well raise his sword and die with him!

"He just wanted to attack us." Fu Wenting sighed, "But he used this trick!"

In the previous dynasty, there was an emperor who fell in love with a stunning man, and he did not hesitate to oppose the world. After all, he married him back to the harem and became a male queen. Since then, he has continued to favor him for decades, and the national power has also flourished. Strange, there is no objection to the matter of marrying a man.

The founding emperor of this dynasty even married the military adviser who fought side by side with him directly. The two had no offspring in their lives, and they appointed a nephew as their successor, who was also a fairy couple.

So this has been around since ancient times after marrying a man, and he can't object.

Fu Wenting didn't think about it any more, and just said: "It's useless to talk too much, you go, the emperor has his own way to be a father."

Fu Qingyu blushed with anger, but he couldn't act impulsively. He said: "If I leave, my father will be implicated. If I don't call him sick, I don't believe he can forcefully marry him."

The two were discussing, and the young servant reported outside again: "My lord, His Majesty has sent someone to announce the decree!"

Fu Qingyu almost didn't come up in one breath, so he couldn't fall down by supporting the back of the chair. No wonder the right eyelid twitched wildly early in the morning, and it should be here.

Looking at the time, it was clear that Fu Wenting had just stepped down before the people in the palace walked here!

This bastard, can't wait so impatiently!

Fu Qingyu wanted to vomit blood, but could only hold back, and Fu Wenting's face was extremely ugly, but the father and son couldn't be negligent, so they had to go out to receive the imperial edict.

Greeting the eunuch who passed the decree to the main hall and setting up the incense table, Fu Wenting and Fu Qingyu changed their clothes and knelt down to listen to the decree.

"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, the edict said, I have been on the throne for more than three months, and I deeply feel that the governance of the country must depend on Kuncheng's health and well-being. , Diligent and submissive, graceful and pure, restraining the internal rules, and governing the internal and external, now the gold book and gold treasure are the queen, the grand opening of Yiye Zhixiang, the sacrifice of Zuozong Temple Weixin, Qinzai."

After the imperial decree was read out, it was time to kowtow to thank you three times, but Fu Qingyu was dumbfounded when he heard the imperial decree.

This is something that was cobbled together from somewhere, what is Hongkai Yiye Zhixiang, this meow is used to show offspring!

He stopped doing this kind of article when he was five years old!

Fu Qingyu felt that his eyes were turning black, and he was frightened and angry. There seemed to be something moving in his chest. There was a sweetness in his throat, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. His body was also shaky, and he fell forward.

Fu Wenting was shocked: "Qing Yu!"

The scene suddenly became a mess.

Let’s go back to Leng Yunlin, holding the orange cat in the imperial garden to admire the chrysanthemums. This year’s crab claw orchids are especially blooming. Leng Yunlin said to the orange cat: “Ah, I heard that Fu Qingyu has a noble character and loves chrysanthemums. Palace, I will move all these chrysanthemums to his palace."

"Do you know that this imperial decree was written when I got up at the beginning of the day, and you were asleep at that moment." Leng Yunlin was quite satisfied with his imperial decree, "I have extracted all the good words and used them, I hope he I can feel my sincerity."

"I also opened a private warehouse and picked out more than a dozen items to send over."

Leng Yunlin felt that what he did was very appropriate, and the rest was to show both grace and power after meeting someone.

He must take Fu Qingyu for his own use.

After returning to the Zhengde Hall, Leng Yunlin continued to review the memorial, but suddenly felt sleepy, and fell asleep after talking to the orange cat.

It seemed that he was still dreaming. There was a gentle and loving voice in the dream. He couldn't hear what he was saying, but Leng Yunlin just listened and felt warm.

I don't know how long he slept, Leng Yunlin woke up, subconsciously went to see the orange cat, but saw it sleeping in the Yunjin cat's nest on the desk, breathing evenly.

Leng Yunlin's thin lips curled up, revealing a warm smile, and he murmured: "I've always thought that Ah Miao is so spiritual, maybe it's a ghost who came to practice somewhere, and if you want to save me, if you can transform into a form in the future , I will respect you as the emperor's father, and the power of the whole country will help you practice."

He really respects the orange cat, but it's a pity that the imperial doctor has diagnosed him. The orange cat is now about six or seventy years old, I'm afraid...

The sun was gradually moving towards Zhongtian, and the eunuch who had just delivered the decree suddenly came in and said: "Your Majesty, Fu Qingyu suddenly fell ill when receiving the decree, vomited blood, and fainted!"

Leng Yunlin looked up suddenly, his dark eyes were extremely persuasive: "Did you ask a doctor for treatment?"

The eunuch who passed the decree pondered what Leng Yunlin meant, and said respectfully: "Looking at it, this slave is indeed furious. When I returned to the palace and returned to the palace, Fu Qingyu still couldn't wake up."

"Quickly let the doctor of the imperial hospital bring all the imperial doctors in the palace to Zuo Xiang's residence, and he must be cured!"

"The slave obeys the order."

When Leng Yunlin heard the news, he also wondered if Fu Qingyu was pretending to be sick. He always felt that something was wrong, so he said, "Wait, I'm going too."

He originally wanted to take the orange cat with him, but when he turned his head and saw that it was sleeping just right, he ordered the eunuch to take care of it carefully, changed his clothes and hurried away.

It would be fine if Fu Qingyu pretended to be sick, but if he was really sick, it would ruin his plan.

Leng Yunlin directly ordered a dozen or so soldiers of the Imperial Forest Army, and rode out of the palace. Fortunately, Zuoxiang's mansion was very close to the palace, and he arrived in just a few minutes. When he walked in, everyone in the mansion looked flustered, and some of them were carrying medicine boxes The doctor is walking in.

When Fu Wenting received the news, he hurriedly came to greet him. When he saw Leng Yunlin's face contorted instantly, he could only endure it secretly: "Your Majesty's precious body, how can you leave the palace so easily."

"I came to see Qingyu, and brought the imperial physician with me." Leng Yunlin waved his hand, "You lead the way."

Fu Wenting wished he could tear him apart, and wanted to stop him: "Qingyu vomited blood and fell into a coma. I can't see you. Please come back, Your Majesty."

But Leng Yunlin didn't leave: "Master Zuo, I miss Qing Yu very much. He is also my chosen queen. I don't see him, so I can't rest assured."

Fu Wenting was anxious about Fu Qingyu's situation, and seeing that Leng Yunlin was really difficult, he could only say: "Then please come with your majesty."

Following Fu Wenting, Leng Yunlin narrowed his eyes slightly, Fu Wenting's expression did not seem to be fake just now.

Did he really vomit blood?

Why do these scholars vomit blood at every turn?

In the future, when he is brought into the palace, I can teach him how to play with a gun and keep fit.

Many people surrounded Fu Qingyu's Lan Tingyuan, and Fu Lin wept silently with her mother-in-law. Seeing Leng Yunlin coming in, there was even more resentment in his eyes, which made Leng Yunlin a little at a loss.

He has never had any contact with female elders. After all, the woman who gave birth to him died when he was young, and only Ah Miao has been with him for so many years.

Leng Yunlin pursed his lips, but didn't say anything in the end, and asked them to excuse him in a muffled voice, saying that he brought the imperial doctor over.

However, he was full of evil spirits, which made Fu Lin's face even paler.

The imperial doctor entered the inner room, and the rest of the doctors immediately gave way, but they were not far or close, watching their pulse diagnosis techniques.

Leng Yunlin finally saw Fu Qingyu, his face was only the size of a palm, his skin was as white as jade, his nose was light and his lips were shallow, his eyes were closed, and he was in a small lump.

like a kitten.

The imperial doctors took turns to check the pulse, and after discussing for a few more words, they replied to Leng Yunlin: "Your Majesty, I will wait for the pulse of Mr. Qingyu. Although he vomits blood, his body is fine. It stands to reason that he shouldn't be able to wake up. It is."

The doctor on the side nodded secretly, the result of this pulse is not different from theirs.

Leng Yunlin stared at Fu Qingyu, thinking about what was going on, but for some reason, he always felt that Fu Qingyu was not pretending.

The imperial doctor had seen them all, but Leng Yunlin had no good solution for the time being, so he left two imperial doctors behind and ordered Fu Qingyu to return to the palace as soon as he woke up, and comforted Fu Wenting: "Qingyu is unconscious, I am as worried as Prime Minister Zuo, but Don't worry, Prime Minister Zuo, I started this matter and I will be responsible to the end."

The implication is that as long as Fu Qingyu doesn't die, she will be a certain queen.

Fu Wenting's fists in his sleeves were clenched tightly.

After Fu Qingyu vomited blood, he seemed to be in a void, and his body was like duckweed, drifting away to nowhere.

What he saw now was a vast expanse of whiteness, and he walked alone in it.

A gentle and loving voice came from nowhere, Fu Qingyu listened carefully, it seemed like a few cat meows?

But the strange thing is that he understood everything.

"My son, Yunlin, has the heart to govern the world, and I hope you can help me."

Fu Qingyu was suspicious. He knew the rumors. This Leng Yunlin grew up in the cold palace and was humiliated several times. Fortunately, he was raised by an orange cat with human nature. Could it be that this orange cat is a ghost?

Before he could answer, he felt a furry paw pushing him from behind: "Go..."

Fu Qingyu threw her body forward and suddenly woke up.

In the end, he was facing a huge face, and he touched his head anxiously: "Amiao, what's wrong with you, what's wrong?"

Fu Qingyu was taken aback by this giant face, and his hair exploded all over. He recognized Leng Yunlin, and immediately became angry, raised his paw and slapped it: "Meow meow!"

I don't feel well anywhere!

The author has something to say: Onlookers Doctor: Wow, our medical skills are not much different from imperial doctors!

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Note: The imperial decree after the seal was made with reference to Encyclopedia and the imperial edict of Empress Hesheli of Kangxi. Like Qingyu complained, it was put together by the uneducated Linlin, and has nothing to do with the author!