The princess relies on the cat to ascend the throne

Did something happen to Lu Wanzhen?

Le Ning couldn't tell what mood she was in for a while, she only knew that after hearing Huang Xing's words, her mind was blank for a moment.

Then...

The first thing she thought of turned out to be to find the cat.

"Meow~ Where are you, Zhima?" Le Ning pushed aside the grass near the stove, trying to find the little thing, without even noticing that the side of his face was accidentally scratched by a branch.

Le Ning didn't know that there was a layer of anxiety on her face that couldn't go away.

She couldn't help thinking:

This time Lu Wanzhen will be like when he met himself many years ago, and accidentally get help from an expert?

If she is fine, will she definitely remember to report to herself that she is safe?

Doubts like these kept popping up in her mind, and finally only one was fixed:

Will Lu Wanzhen be okay?

Le Ning didn't know.

While she was looking for the cat, she was disturbed by all kinds of worries and fears in her heart, so that when she finally found the cat, there were leaves on her head and in her collar.

The gray-white little tuanzi likes to run around on this huge land all day long, in the yard, in the wing room, among the flowers and plants...everywhere is her territory, when she runs around in the yard every day, she looks like a tiger in the mountain The feeling of patrolling.

When Le Ning fished him out of the thorn bushes, Sesame's face was still dazed, his head was raised up to reveal the white and soft down of his chin, Sesame's golden-brown eyes stared at Le Ning, and he cried out innocently:

"Meow?"

Because Le Ning was half lying on the ground and reaching in to catch it, the little thing kept backing away at first, until its back was pierced by a small thorn from a thorn, it had to squat down and let Le Ning gently give it fish out.

Le Ning scratched its chin, looked down at it, and smiled helplessly: "The hair has been shaved by thorns, you are not afraid of baldness? How do you know how to run to these dangerous places all the time?"

Zhima couldn't understand her words, but she still wanted to talk to her: "Meow~"

Le Ning stared at the cat for a while, then suddenly thought: "If you are His Highness, you just nod."

Zhima was indifferent, and even felt unfree because she had been hugged for too long, so he kicked his hind legs up, trying to scratch her hand holding his foreleg away.

Because Zhou Xiantong also likes to hug the cat recently, everyone trimmed its nails quite diligently, but when it happened suddenly, Le Ning only had a slight scratch on the skin on his wrist.

But she didn't care, she just felt that the part of her chest was empty.

Not Lu Wanzhen.

His Highness did not come.

She stood in the courtyard with the cat in her arms, listening to the protests of Zhima struggling to jump off in her arms, trying to comfort herself to think of a better place.

Maybe Lu Wanzhen has other plans, maybe something happened in the court, and her news is fake.

It could also be that she is recuperating, or she is not injured at all, after all, she has those powerful men in black protecting her by her side.

Le Ning was still comforting himself, when he heard a call:

"A Ning?"

Mrs. Zhou's surprised voice came from the gate of the courtyard.

Le Ning looked up, and saw Zhou Xiantong coming towards him, with a bit of surprise on his face:

"What's wrong with you?"

Following her will, Le Ning looked down at her body, thinking that she was picking up cats in such a way, there should be some dirt on her body, such as dirt, or fallen leaves, and she just raised her hand to brush them off.

But when she lowered her head, she froze for a moment——

When I was looking for the cat, the hem of her skirt was hanging somewhere, and some cloth threads were picked out, and there were more than one or two. At first glance, there were several such marks on the hem of the skirt, as if it had been The curtains that the cat has scratched with its paws.

That's all.

Le Ning also saw a few thin wounds on the back of his hand. He didn't feel it at all when he didn't see it before, but when his eyes touched it, the burning feeling spread.

As if some switch was turned on, all the sensory perceptions on the body were awakened for a while, and even the back of the neck felt an inexplicable tingling.

She raised her hand to touch her bun, but came across a green leaf sticking to it.

Le Ning smiled at Zhou Xiantong, who came closer with a distressed look on his face, hesitated, and then said: "Uh... I just searched for sesame seeds and couldn't find it, and saw it trapped in the thorn bushes, called It's horrible, so I didn't think too much about it, I just focused on fishing it out."

Sesame who was forcibly imprisoned by her: ...?

It raised its eyes to look at Le Ning, struggled for a long time without success, it stopped trying, and simply turned its head to the side.

The appearance seems to say: Forget it, anyway, it has already shouldered too much, and there is no shortage of this scapegoat.

Le Ning raised his hand guiltily and touched the cat's head.

The sesame tail hangs down naturally, and flicks left and right, it is not obvious whether it is willing or not.

Hearing her words, Zhou Xiantong looked at her in surprise, and then said with a smile: "Go and change your clothes, you have a temperament that loves cats so much that you didn't even realize that you wore all these colors."

Le Ning smiled and walked with her, the cat suddenly raised its front paw and waved it, trying to escape again, but accidentally scratched Zhou Xiantong's sleeve with its paw, and hooked it.

Zhou Xiantong originally wanted to say a few more words, but when he was ticked off like this, he forgot what he was going to say, and just oops, took the cat from Le Ning's arms, touched the little thing's head and said with a smile:

"Don't run around next time, Xiao Zhizhi, if you make Aning suffer like this twice, I will feel bad."

Le Ning lowered his head and touched his nose.

Zhima raised her head and meowed again at Zhou Xiantong, unable to tell whether it was an agreement or a resistance.

……

A quarter of an hour later.

Le Ning was changing clothes in the room, the maidservants listened to Zhou Xiantong's order and brought her a new set of clothes, Le Ning was stunned when he saw the brocade.

This cloth seems to have been sent from the palace by orders from Lu Wanzhen when he left last time.

On the surface, it was said that it was sent to Lu Guogong's mansion, but in fact Le Ning's share was allocated to the four-room warehouse in a leisurely manner. At that time, Zhou Xiantong took her to see the new cloth, and talked to her with a smile. The cloth is used to make some new clothes for her, comparing Wang An's most popular styles and Le Ning's own appearance characteristics.

Therefore, at the first sight of the material and clothes, Le Ning knew where they came from.

She was startled.

The attention that had been affected by cat catching and injury just now was shifted back to Lu Wanzhen himself.

The color of Hulan's clothes was a little darker, but after she put it on, it made her skin look tender and tender. Le Ningfang walked out of the room, and let him hold the cat in one hand and the cat in the other. Zhou Xiantong of the wound medicine was surprised.

Immediately heard her boast:

"This color really suits you. We, Aning, look much better in this dress than when I was young."

Le Ning didn't dare to take this compliment, and quickly waved his hands: "Aniang is the prettiest!"

Zhou Xiantong pulled her to look left and right again, inadvertently let Zhima slip out of her arms during the movement, and no one went to retrieve it, but Le Ning stared at Zhima without hesitation and ran away, his eyes dimmed a little .

If it was Lu Wanzhen, he would seize every opportunity to come to her side.

Such a sentence suddenly appeared in Le Ning's heart.

I don't know when it started, she has been used to the world where Lu Wanzhen is close to her, now that she suddenly heard that such a person would disappear, Le Ning suddenly felt a sense of loss.

Disappointed, pity, and a strong...unwillingness.

Since she came to this world, she has muddled through most of the affairs. Even the previous Lejia couple did not arouse her anger. Most of the time, she was immersed in the fact that she wanted to go home but had nowhere to go in distress.

Later, she simply calmed down and studied food in this world as if she was on vacation, thinking to herself that if she dies and goes back, she can directly apply for a job as a cook after waking up.

At least I have an extra craft.

Until I heard the news of Lu Wanzhen's assassination.

She realized that she was not as calm as she thought.

"A Ning?"

Zhou Xiantong was in the middle of speaking, and found that Le Ning was a little distracted, so he couldn't help calling her, and seeing her look over, he took advantage of the situation and asked, "What's wrong with you today?"

Le Ning forced a smile, and said, "It's nothing, I just remembered that I had to make some wine to cook, and I just thought about it."

Zhou Xiantong was dubious, but didn't question her directly, just smiled at her: "Okay, then go to work, lest you be distracted, you didn't listen to what I said."

Le Ning blinked, apologized softly to Zhou Xiantong, and then went to the kitchen.

Soon-

A small plate of snacks before dinner was set out by Le Ning.

The dark red thick jam flowed on the snow-white yam strips, and flowed down step by step along the top of the long strips of yam piled into a snow-colored trapezoid, and slowly spread to the bottom of the plate.

Le Ning didn't remember what he said he was going to do. He went into the kitchen and picked up a yam and peeled it. Halfway through, he realized that there was no blueberry jam at the moment, so he had to use wild berries instead.

She was so dazed when she put the sugar that she forgot where she had put it before, and she didn't have much confidence in her new product at the moment.

Putting the snow-colored strip to his lips, Le Ning moved his nose and smelled the fresh smell of jam.

Then, she put the piece of yam into her mouth——

"Well……"

The fruit acid stimulates the cheeks to secrete more saliva.

The sour taste caused by the lack of sugar made Le Ning frowned.

Since she had the system, it has been a long time since she made such a dish with such huge mistakes.

She put down her chopsticks discouragedly, stood in front of the stove for a while, then turned and went outside.

In the next room.

Zhou Xiantong was a little surprised that his daughter had just said that she was going to make new dishes, but she left the kitchen so early and came to her side. She immediately put down the tea bowl in her hand and wanted to ask her what happened.

As a result, before she could say anything, she heard Le Ning say:

"Mother."

"I... I heard from Cousin Chen today that His Highness was assassinated in the south, mother, do you know?"

Zhou Xiantong was stunned for a moment, and then smiled at her after a long while: "It turns out that you have been out of your mind all day because of this matter. I know. When your grandfather comes back later, I will ask him for you."

Le Ning hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Thank you, mother, but I remembered that when I went to Jiangnan with my senior brother, I promised a friend that I would go there to compete with him in the future. Now is a good time to make crabs in Jiangnan and other places—"

Zhou Xiantong looked at her meaningfully.

"Do you want to go to Jiangnan now?"

"For His Royal Highness?"