Tiger Wings

The dishes are exquisite and delicious. When everyone heard the complicated techniques, they were all a little eager to try, and they couldn't help but look at the lord of the country.

Cang Yixiang smiled, and asked the maid beside him to fill up the wine for everyone, and raised his glass:

"I don't have much to say, I would like to thank everyone for coming to Yaojin to celebrate my birthday with a glass of water and wine."

After all, drink up a glass.

The emperor's words are a bit heavy, how can a country's king's thanks be so easily accepted?

The envoys from all over the world who sat down panicked and wanted to stand up to return the salute, but they were stopped by Cang Yixiang's sleeve.

"You don't need to be too polite, just eat."

Cang Yixiang first clamped his chopsticks to a dish that looked light and delicious. This dish was made of something that was muddy, with some pink powder sprinkled on it. The white was a little red, which was very attractive appetite.

Seeing that the emperor had already moved the chopsticks, everyone subconsciously looked there, but saw that the chopsticks were not sent into the mouth, but stretched out to the legs.

Only then did they see a mass of white hair on the man's leg, and they all began to look carefully, remembering the movement of the emperor bending over earlier, it must have been picked up at that time.

Bai Tuan squirmed, and a sleepy cat's face protruded from the hair, its beard trembled slightly, its nose moved, and it didn't know what it was sniffing.

Looking at the chopsticks with white mud balls in the emperor's hands, everyone understood but couldn't help being surprised.

When he came to the capital, he sent his subordinates to inquire about the emperor's hobbies, so it was no secret that the emperor had a white-haired kitten beside him at some point, and he didn't take it seriously at first.

When an emperor rises up, it is normal to have a pet casually, but seeing that when he is entertaining the foreign historians, he is still playing with the pet with a look of interest, and he does not hide his doting on the little beasts at all, and I have a care in my heart.

The little beast appeared a few days before the emperor's birthday, and it might have been sent by someone who came to congratulate it. Seeing that the emperor liked it so much, it must have something to do with the person who sent it.

The so-called Aiwujiwu, thinking about the fact that Emperor Jin Yaotai paid extra attention to flowers and plants because his concubine liked flowers, I think this guess is probably correct.

I secretly reminded myself: I must check the origin of this little beast carefully, who sent it?Little did he know that his thoughts were completely wrong.

Bing Su stood beside him calmly, looking at the man who didn't care about the excitement of the crowd, frowned, feeling a little helpless.

Is this person doing this out of his own heart, or is he deliberately playing such a scene to mislead these officials?

Bing Su doesn't dare to jump to conclusions now, after all, the timing of the little beast's appearance was just a coincidence, so it should have escaped by herself, but Cang Yixiang's shrewdness is beyond ordinary people's comparison, so it's not surprising to have a sudden idea.

"Your Majesty, this kitten is so cute!"

The speaker laughed twice, his voice was crisp and soft, refreshing.

The man in red gauze looked at the little beast sitting in the arms of the emperor above, with pure curiosity and affection on his face.

Others heard someone ask this question. On the surface, some of them were drinking, and others were picking up vegetables, but they all shook their ears to pay attention to the conversation between the two.

Cang Yixiang raised his head and raised his eyebrows:

"Does Messenger Wang also think my kitten is cute?"

The corners of the emperor's mouth curled up slightly, apparently because he was happy to hear the praise for his pet.

In the eyes of others, they couldn't help but regret that they had looked forward and backward just now, and they should have asked themselves if they knew this earlier.

Now that people have taken the lead, and you speak up yourself, it always seems artificial.

The man in red, known as the king's messenger, spoke again: "Your Majesty's pet looks sleepy!"

The emperor lowered his eyes again, thinking of his own supper last night, and the appearance of this little beast under the quilt in the morning, he replied casually:

"Maybe I didn't sleep well last night."

Many people still remember the scene of the emperor carrying the imperial concubine Changxi away gracefully last night.

The youngest daughter of the Elf King is famous in the mainland for being as beautiful as the morning sun. Before coming here, many people wanted to see the beauty.

Last night, Concubine Changxi danced to a song, which fascinated the hearts of many men.

Now hearing what the emperor said, and thinking of the way Changxi looked back, she couldn't help but feel hot on her face.

In his sleep, You Xin didn't know that his appearance caused a series of reactions, and he didn't know that the minds of these officials would be transferred from a mere pet to a noble concubine in an instant.

Even though I woke up a little this morning and evening after being disturbed all night, I still couldn't make up for the lack of sleep. I wandered around the imperial garden for half a day, and suffered from getting lost, hungry, and the horrible smell of flowers. When I was sleeping soundly, I smelled the aroma of dishes.

The body instinctively chases the source of the fragrance, but it always feels far away and near.

For a while it was close to the nose, and for a while it drifted away.

Hearing the emperor's answer, the man in red didn't ask any more questions. He picked up his chopsticks and ate by himself, as if his mind was entirely on the exquisite food in front of him.

Poor other observers listened to the two questions and answers between the two, and their minds had already turned a few turns. They wanted to continue asking but were afraid of causing the emperor's doubts and displeasure, so they continued to eat absent-mindedly.

Cang Yixiang teased the little beast in his arms, seemingly completely unaware of the changes at the dinner table.I am not in a hurry to eat.

Seeing the little beast nestled in his arms, no matter how much he shook the chopstick, he didn't move. It seemed that he was tired of playing this thankless game.

Cang Yixiang suddenly thought of the scene of this little thing entering the palace on the first day, smiled slightly, changed a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of roast duck, and brought it to the exquisite and small nose, and saw the little beast's body tremble, and its head moved forward Stretching out, he quickly bit down on the chopsticks.

Cang Yixiang unhurriedly withdrew his hand, the little beast bit the air but didn't give up chasing the fragrance and stood up with his eyes closed.

Cang Yixiang couldn't help sighing again: This little thing is really obsessed with food, especially meat, and he didn't learn a lesson when he ate it last time.