I'm here to find my son

Nanzimu hasn't stepped out of his room since that night, anyway, Wang Dahu buys him three meals a day, and teases Xiao Huanxi and Yueba when he's bored—

When they came, the group of them brought Yueba, but the lazy cat didn't keep up halfway, and took a nap in a corner.Nanzi was so heartbroken that he didn't notice Yueba's sudden disappearance at all at first. It was Xiaozhen who suddenly mentioned it that made him realize that his fat cat was gone.

As soon as Yueba woke up, she found that she had become a stray lonely cat again, and she didn't have much experience. After licking her paw, she started acting like a baby again to beg for a living.However, the life of "opening the mouth for cat food and reaching out for dried fish" in Houye's mansion is deeply ingrained in his cat's brain. After many days, it suddenly felt very wronged, and began to miss the one who ignored him. the master.

Yueba prides himself on being a very tall and cold fat cat, but Nan Zimu is far more indifferent than it. When he is happy, he will come to stroke its fur, but most of the time, even Yueba walks around him. , he was also indifferent.

After many attempts, Yueba found that it was impossible for Nan Zimu to enshrine himself as the master, so he subconsciously began to maintain the very Buddhist nurturing mode of Nan Zimu and himself.

If you don't care, just come and lick me when you like it, and meow twice when I like it, and if I don't like it, I'll just lie down and sleep, and continue to gain weight.

It cried twice sadly, looked up at the moon, missed the small nest covered with soft hay, missed the small dried fish that could not be eaten, and missed Nan Zimu's hand that stuck on it on a whim...

Yueba half-closed her eyes and fell asleep not long after.

When it woke up again, it found that it was lying on the soft dry grass. It "meowed" twice excitedly, then poked its round head, and followed the candlelight to Nan Zimu's feet quietly.

Nan Zimu just finished sword practice, and was a little tired after dinner, but he thought that Yueba hadn't eaten yet, and was afraid that he would not be used to it when he was brought back suddenly, so he kept two candles and forced himself to learn calligraphy on the table. .

"Are you awake?" Nan Zimu put down his pen, stretched out his hand towards it, and Yueba jumped on top of him, knocking Nan Zimu so hard that he almost vomited blood, "Well... Yueba, it's time for you to lose weight. After so many days, I didn’t lose weight.”

Yueba obediently licked Nan Zimu's finger.

Nan Zimu sighed a little, and rubbed its head again: "Why did you get lost all of a sudden? Did you go to hug another girl's thigh?"

Wang Dahu has a good nose, it is said that Yueba suddenly got lost, he shuttled a few times in the streets and alleys, following the smell, he should be able to find it soon.It's a pity that this lazy cat rolled around the girl's feet first, and then was rubbed several times by several girls in turn. His body was full of makeup, and Wang Dahu's nose didn't work anymore.

So after so many days, he found Yueba on the corner of the street.

"Are you hungry?" Nan Zimu moved a big pot of processed mouse, sparrow, and fresh fish closer to the table, and then put Yueba on it, "I asked your sister Hongyu to catch it for you, look See if you like it or not."

Yueba watched gratefully for a while, then secretly glanced at Nan Zimu's expression, guessed that this vat of food was prepared for himself, then jumped onto the table, almost stepped into the ceramic vat with one foot, and immediately started Gobble it up.

"Eat slowly." Nan Zimu scratched its head, and by the candlelight, suddenly found that Yueba was crying while eating.

Nan Zimu's gaze fluctuated slightly, and the movement of his hands stopped suddenly: "God, Yueba, you have been wronged so much, why are you still crying?"

"Hongyu, Hongyu, don't go to sleep." Nan Zimu walked to the bed, picked up the lumped rabbit, and when the rabbit fell to the ground, it turned into a human form, and asked with bewildered eyes, "What's wrong?"

Nan Zimu: "Yueba is crying."

Hongyu yawned tearfully, wiped away the tears with her sleeve, then moved closer to look at Yueba, and after a while she flicked her sleeve: "Why are you so nervous, it's just hungry and eats too much, its face The muscles involved are too big, it just makes me cry, don't worry."

"Besides, it's so fat that it's easy to get sick if you eat it." Hongyu said while moving to the bed, "Don't let it eat like this anymore."

Nan Zimu defended it and said: "Eat enough before talking about it. Losing weight can't be lost overnight. We will take it slowly. If we lose a small dried fish a day, we will gradually lose weight. "

Because of gaining weight, Hongyu, who had almost caught up with Wang Dahu in weight, had a sneer on the corner of her mouth: "Oh, naive. My old lady forced hibernation for a year, and she got hungry and dizzy. As a result, she ate all the food stored before the winter, and then my weight Then he caught up with the big tiger."

"..." Nan Zimu whispered, "You don't have enough perseverance, you want to lose weight all at once. Yueba will go on a diet slowly, and you will succeed."

Hongyu pinched her waist, which doesn't have much flesh now, and it still feels a little unreal: "I have been trying to figure it out for several years before I became as thin as I am now. But time flies, and it is not too long for people and monsters." But it is a greedy cat, and it is not too young, so it has not been reduced by then, so it died of illness because of being too fat?"

Nan Zimu had nothing to say this time, although he really wanted to give Yueba a stable and happy cat life, but now it seems that he can't do it: "You are right, you will be responsible for its diet in the future."

Yueba on one side didn't know that he had fallen into Hongyu's clutches, and was still licking his claws with a satisfied face.

"Tomorrow will be the seventh day, what are your plans?" Hongyu suddenly whispered.

Candlelight flickered in Nan Zimu's eyes, which were still clear at first glance, but not deep after looking at them for a long time, but there was a layer of boundless indifference at the bottom of his pupils that could not be erased.

"I think this broken world is very bad, very bad." The answer was irrelevant.

Hongyu kept silent, listening to him continue.

"But I can't leave." Nan Zimu lowered his eyes, Hongyu and Wang Dahu's thunder calamity would come, he could only hope that Li Xingzhi would go through this calamity sooner and go back to fulfill his promise.

Nan Zimu withdrew his slumped expression, and then said seriously: "I don't know, I have already planned it, but I dare not say it is a perfect plan. Let's take a step and see."

It's day, dusk.

Today, there are still quite a few vain men who are reluctant to walk in the corridor not far from Nan Zimu's residence, saying that they have fallen in love with Nan Zimu that night, and then scolding Nan Zimu Jinghong for taking it away with a smile. His soul, either let Nan Zimu return his soul, or sleep with him.

All of these self-confident suitors were either very nasty or frivolous. Nan Zimu felt disgusted at the first glance, so he told Niu Gui that he didn't see any livestock.

Niu Gui naturally understood what he meant, and kept all the crazy people outside, so no one could approach Nan Zimu's room.

Wang Dahu went directly to the backstage with Nan Zimu dressed up, so as not to be seen by the straight-eyed men.

Wang Dahu was not very happy since he first showed his face on the stage. He put Nan Zimu down, and then said in a strange way: "Does your lord like the feeling of being watched by countless pairs of frivolous eyes? Or, My lord likes to be remembered by these disgusting men, like?"

He felt that his adults, regardless of whether they had a godhead or not, were gods in his heart, so how could they allow these mortals to blaspheme?Even if only with the eyes.

Nan Zimu laughed: "It's okay to treat them as stupid dogs. If you look at them, you won't lose any meat, even if you do, it's not your flesh that was gouged out. What are you doing so weirdly?"

"Besides, what they like is the unknown and the novelty." Nan Zimu said casually, "It's the appetite that has been lifted, not me."

"My lord, I don't understand. Why did you stay? Didn't we agree to bring joy and return to Zhongnanshan?"

Nan Zimu waved his hand at him: "What are you doing asking so many questions?"

Wang Dahu thought that he was much more mature than this mountain ghost who had lived for an unknown number of years: "You are not qualified to teach me like this."

After finishing speaking, he asked again: "Did you fall in love with Li Jing, that's why you don't want to leave?"

"Damn." Nan Zimu couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, "What are you thinking?"

Wang Dahu has a stubborn temper, and he will not change his opinion easily if he believes in something. He thinks that Nan Zimu likes Li Xingzhi, so every movement and every breath he takes now, he feels like he loves Li Jing!

"My lord, don't argue anymore, I can see it." Then he closed his eyes in pain, "You are going to be stupid in the coffin for the rest of your life, and you actually fell in love with him..."

"Jinghong!" Niu Gui urged, "The spectators are waiting for you to play, are you ready?"

"Here." Nan Zimu answered in a nonchalant manner, and then patted Wang Dahu's shoulder, "Child, I don't like him, so don't think about it."

Wang Dahu didn't believe it, and felt that Nan Zimu's pat on the shoulder was a sign that he liked Li Xingzhi's actions.

Nan Zimu did not fail to live up to the expectations of the dignitaries who came here for his fame, and successfully finished a performance of "The Peony Pavilion".

"The appearance is really good, um...the figure is also good." A middle-aged bald official who was blessed was shaking a gold-encrusted jade folding fan, and said ecstatically, "This little song can't be better, my official I've lived so long, I've never seen a more lovely person than this one."

As soon as Niu Gui glanced at this middle-aged man, he knew that he was just an idiot. Generally, high-ranking officials who come here to have fun would not easily reveal the fact that they are officials. on the lips.

"He is a rare stunner. Dare I ask—how much is the asking price for a night of spring festival?" Another man asked, his appearance was well-proportioned, his face was well-defined, and he could already be regarded as handsome among this group of onlookers.

As soon as he asked the question, the spectators in the audience immediately burst into excitement, saying that he had plenty of money, and it was worth it to spend all his wealth to get a beauty for one night!

With a smile on his face, Niu Gui hurriedly invited Nan Zimu over: "I can't decide, it depends on our Jinghong's intentions, Jinghong, which master do you like?"

Nan Zimu's fingertips on his lips slowly slid Guo Guo's lips, and his fingertips were stained with a touch of rouge. He slowly raised his hand and pointed to the young man who had spoken just now: "It's you."

The man's face remained motionless, as if he was not surprised that Nan Zimu would choose him.He followed Nan Zimu in the midst of booing: "Jinghong?"

"What?" Nan Zimu glanced back at him, making sure that he had made the right choice. This was the Marquis of Pingyang who was supposed to be in Pingyang.This is Song Ci's repeated warning, warning Nan Zimu to stay away from the Marquis of Pingyang.

However, Hou Ye, who should be in Pingyang now, suddenly appeared in the capital, Nan Zimu felt that there must be something strange.Nan Zimu didn't want his life, although Song Ci said that this person was dangerous, but if he didn't enter the tiger's den, how could he get a tiger's cub?

He took Pingyang Hou to the inner room, not only to find clues about those weapons, but also to capture the Hou Ye alive and ask for some useful information.

"There are so many people, why did you choose me?" Pingyanghou could no longer play the role of "a gentleman", so he began to slowly approach Nan Zimu, "Is it because of your boss, he told you that I am who."

Nan Zimu pretended to be stupid: "Who are you? Jinghong just picked the most handsome one out of them."

Pingyanghou smiled wretchedly: "Little beauty, you can really talk, let me measure your waist to see if it is thinner than others, or why are so many people fascinated by you?"

"Master Hou." Nan Zimu frowned, slapped his palm away, and then resisted the physical nausea, forced a smile, "Don't be impatient, it's really indecent for people to see, or Let’s talk in the inner room.”

"How indecent? It's just a hug, and you don't want to?" Pingyanghou put his hands behind his back, "Benhou is more than just impatient, the bottom is already on fire. Or do you like to eat fakes?" Seriously?"

"Well... that's right." Nan Zimu responded.

Ping Yanghou: "Well, I will accompany you to act. In exchange, you can't refuse whatever I want you to do later."

Nan Zimu refused silently, Pingyang Hou took it as his consent, and smiled incredulously after finishing the matter: "I can't think of beauty, you are so shy, is it possible that you are still a chick?"

Nan Zimu wanted to kick this greasy man, but under the force of reason, this idea was not carried out.

"This Marquis is really lucky." Pingyang Marquis whistled excitedly, "You've got a beauty, what more can I ask for?"

The wall door of the inner room was opened, Nan Zimu glanced behind him, Wang Dahu patted him on the shoulder, indicating that he was still there.

Nan Zimu breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he was not clear about the situation in the inner room, and he was afraid that there might be variables. That's why he let Wang Dahu sneak in together at this time to avoid unexpected situations that Nan Zimu couldn't handle.

"Come in." Pingyang Hou urged, "Oh, I forgot, it should be your first time here. Come, baby, Ben Hou will show you the way."

Nan Zimu walked in, but Wang Dahu, who was following behind him, couldn't walk in as easily as he did.

Because apart from a wall, there is actually an enchantment that is invisible to the naked eye.

Although this enchantment is not very powerful, with Wang Dahu's cultivation base, it can be broken in half a cup of tea, but... the wall door does not give him half a cup of tea, and it is almost at Nan Zimu's time. The moment the back foot stepped in, the wall door closed without a sound.

Wang Dahu's eyes were red with anxiety, he almost shouted out, tried several times to force his way in, but to no avail, he almost hurt himself.