Dressed as a palace cat butler

At the beginning of May of this year, You Yinyou's wife was newly married, and His Majesty generously let him take a one-month vacation.

Every year at the end of spring and the beginning of summer, Jiang Yanchan also takes leave to go south to visit the mountains and rivers. Besides, he also has to stay and paint along the way. When he comes back, it will be the end of summer at least.

Therefore, this month Fang Tishuang can be said to have a very leisurely life. When he is not in class or practicing painting, he doesn't like to transform into a human form, and always likes to change back to that kitten.

Pei Ye asked him once, and he replied that it was because being a human was too tiring, and it was better to be a cat, without having to use his brain or physical strength.

This day, the kitten lay down under the hawthorn tree and basked in the sun for half a day, then stretched slowly, and then walked into the main hall waddling.

Pei Ye was still sitting in the hall, looking down at the memorial at hand. Since the day he was crowned, the courtiers have been urging him to be a queen and concubine.

Now even Cui Shanming has come forward to ask him to make a decision... After the Kou family's noble daughter and Xunchen, he has to choose a queen from among them.

The little cat just walked in, and saw a little female cat nestled next to the emperor's desk. It had the same snow-white coat color as him, and there were some warm brown on the cat's ears. Mandarin duck eyes, one green and one blue, are as transparent as jewels.

The kitten looked down and unhurriedly landed on the tufted cattail under it. When it blew its beard, its fur immediately exploded.

That's his exclusive seat, and no one else can touch it, even if it's a cat, that's not allowed!

Immediately, the kitten pounced on it angrily, baring its teeth and trying to tear away the tuft under its seat.

But the female cat seemed to have a very good temper. Seeing him like this, she could also squat on the tufted fu without moving, quietly watching him pull the mat under her.

Pei Ye was a little annoyed by those memorials, and turned his head to look at him when he heard the sound: "Don't bully others, have fun with it."

Qi Chunye also lowered his eyes when he heard the words, and smiled kindly at the kitten: "Little master, it is a birthday gift from the Persian kingdom to the saint. He has a gentle temperament and is quite eloquent. The Persian envoys just heard about our majesty There is a pet cat by my side, so I sent it here, and my little master..."

He didn't dare to say the latter words, fearing that the bad-tempered cat master would pounce on him and scratch him.

Now that the status of the cat owner is growing, even if he scratches Pei Ye, the emperor may not be willing to convict him. In the end, he may have to beat him up, blaming them for being cheap and provoking the kitten.

Although he didn't finish his words, it was enough to make the little cat angry.

The little cat blew its beard and stared at it, thinking very unhappy, Pei Yeming knew that he was not a real cat, and even took this stupid gift and put it by his side, so it was obvious that he was deliberately using it to tease him.

But the emperor was actually quite wronged, he didn't think about it that much, but he was very busy recently, and the kitten was on vacation, so he was too busy to talk, and had to cause some troubles every now and then, so he couldn't help going out run.

Pei Ye kept this Persian cat by his side for the purpose of attracting the kitten's attention and giving him more companions, so that he would not have nothing to do all day long, eat and sleep enough, and scratch several new pairs of him. boots.

If someone outside saw it, they might think that there was a vigorous puppy in Daming Palace.

Fang Tishuang couldn't move the tufted cattail, so she jumped onto His Majesty's desk, and the paws of two kittens, which had been trampled dirty outside, roughly pressed the paws on His Majesty's memorials. Covered with a cat's paw stamp.

Pei Ye was slightly taken aback, and was about to speak out to reprimand him, but saw that the little cat was the first to file a complaint, and meowed fiercely at him.

The little cat showed a fierce look in its eyes, raised its claws to point to the little female cat on the tufted cattail, nodded to the emperor for a while, and finally "hummed" a few times angrily.

The emperor didn't know what kind of temper the kitten was throwing again. He looked down at the memorial that had been trampled dirty by him, and said displeasedly, "Wipe it up for Gu."

Only then did the little cat notice the unlucky memorial, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty, but he was angry with Pei Ye at a glance, and he couldn't lose in the slightest in momentum, so he withdrew the cat's paw unhappy , patted on the memorial nonchalantly.

The emperor's face turned cold immediately, he didn't speak, but just looked at him indifferently.

One person and one cat remained in a stalemate for a while, before the emperor gave him another cold look. The irritability accumulated in his heart these days could not be suppressed, and he unconsciously angered him in a cold voice: "How old are you? Can you be sensible?" Some?"

The little cat is not afraid that he will be beaten or punished, but that he will turn cold and cold, as if talking to some stranger next to him.

Whenever he was like this, Fang Tishuang knew in his heart that His Majesty was really angry. He glanced at Pei Ye in a panic, and didn't want to argue with him anymore. He jumped off the table miserably, and he didn't know where to go. ran away.

Qi Chunye watched from the side, trembling with fear, afraid that this person and cat would be unhappy again, and they would be troubled by the time, so he hurriedly persuaded the emperor: "The little cat master..."

"Leave him alone," Pei Ye was angry now, his tone was still cold and hard, "I'm used to him."

But it didn't take long before the memorial in the emperor's hand couldn't be approved anymore, and the kitten's aggrieved face would appear in his mind from time to time, and he suspected that he had found a small corner with no one and was hiding in it right now. Secretly wiping tears.

After a while, Pei Ye couldn't help putting down Zhu Pi, and headed towards the direction where the little cat flicked away just now.

The little cat is currently stuck in a hollow shelf frame, and originally wanted to drill back and forth through the honeycomb-like hole to relieve the air, but unexpectedly, the wooden frame is quite comfortable for the cat to hang.

So Fang Tishuang simply put herself on it.

The little cat hanging on the frame feels more and more wronged. He has been extremely bored these days, but because of his personality, he doesn’t like to move very much. Occasionally making mischief is just to attract His Majesty’s attention. Let him come and accompany me.

Unexpectedly, Pei Ye not only got the wrong idea, but also got another kitten to occupy his position and his tufted cattail, which made his head tighten with anger.

He tried to argue with Pei Ye "in a good voice and in good spirits", but he still wanted to kill him.

Fang Tishuang hung on it for a while, her anger gradually subsided, and then she suddenly remembered what happened last night.

He seldom dreams, and he can sleep soundly and dreamlessly until dawn when he closes his eyes, but last night he had a strange dream for the first time.

In his dream, he saw the cattery surrounded by people, so he squeezed in curiously to watch the excitement.

Ze Huan, who was standing in the middle, was holding a painting in his hand, and said to the crowd as if showing off, "Do you know who is painted on it?"

Fang Tishuang fixed her eyes on the painting when she heard the words, only to see that the painting was covered with mist, no matter how much he opened his eyes, he couldn't see clearly what was painted on it.

"What did you draw?" Fang Tishuang frowned, "Why can't I see anything?"

As if he couldn't hear him, Ze Huan smiled slyly at the crowd: "It's painted on it, but it's the most beautiful woman in the world."

Fang Tishuang immediately became even more depressed. She couldn't understand why Ze Huan acted as if she couldn't see him, and said anxiously beside him, "I can't see clearly! Then why is there something painted on it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ze Huan seemed to have seen him suddenly, and showed him the painting: "Don't worry, little master, can you take a closer look?"

Hearing this, he looked down, and saw that the white mist dissipated immediately, and the person in the painting was only a vague outline, but gradually, he became clear.

Fang Tishuang took a step back involuntarily - he actually saw Pei Ye's face in the painting!

The movements of the person in the painting are constantly changing. He lifts the sword for a while, holds the pen for a while, lowers his eyes and closes his eyebrows for a while, raises his eyes for a while, and smiles at him from afar.

"You, how dare you?" Fang Tishuang looked at the person in the painting in a daze, and subconsciously muttered, "That is His Majesty, how can you say it is..."

Ze Huan laughed and said, "What did you say, little master? Didn't you draw this?"

Fang Tishuang twitched all over, and woke up immediately, and then he soon found that his underwear was wet, as if he had wet the bed, but it didn't seem like it.

Fortunately, His Majesty on the other side of the screen left early, the child turned over and got out of bed at a loss, and hurriedly changed his clothes.

Then she reached out to sweep the brocade quilt furtively, seeing that the bed was not dirty, Fang Yishuang breathed a sigh of relief, and then, like a thief, put the pile of changed clothes into a small basin, intending to hide from the bed. Someone took the dirty clothes to the well and washed them.

On the way, I ran into Aunt Lingbi who was often serving in front of the emperor in the Daming Palace. Seeing Fang Tishuang holding a copper basin and looking hurried, she couldn't help but feel suspicious, so she pulled him back and asked, "Little master, what is the matter today?" Woke up so early?"

Fang Tishuang faltered and said: "I've had enough sleep, so I got up."

Lingbi lowered her head and glanced at the things in the copper basin: "Where is the master going to take these dirty clothes this early in the morning?"

"I want to do laundry."

"You are the master, how can you wash your own clothes? If the sage knows, he will blame the servants for not serving them well." Lingbi raised her eyebrows, and she was about to grab the copper basin in his hand as she spoke, "Give the dirty clothes to me." Slave, this servant will wash for you."

Fang Tishuang hugged the copper basin and refused to let go, he felt very guilty right now, after struggling a few times, his whole face turned red: "You don't need to wash it!"

Hearing that he suddenly raised the volume, Lingbi let go of her hand, and looked at him with even more doubts.

Fang Tishuang hastily went back and added a sentence: "Master has taught you that you have to do everything yourself, and I have to do some things by myself..."

Seeing him so shy, Lingbi suddenly understood in her heart, and she stopped embarrassing the half-grown child, and said with a smile: "What's wrong with the slave... Didn't the sage tell the master about that?"

Fang Tishuang looked up at her, her eyes were clear, nothing but shame and a little curiosity: "What's the matter?"

"Oh," although Lingbi is a few years older than the emperor, but she is a woman, and she couldn't help but blushed when she talked about this matter, and said, "It's hard for a servant to say that, you might as well wait for His Majesty to come back , go ask him again."

After speaking, he turned his head and left, leaving Fang Tishuang alone in a daze.

He originally suspected that he was suffering from some strange disease, but from Lingbi's tone, it seemed normal, and she talked about His Majesty, saying that Pei Ye seemed to be very experienced in this.

Fang Tishuang didn't dare to ask Pei Ye about it, he always thought it was a shameful thing, besides, he still had such a dream...

Aunt Lingbi was the most prestigious palace maid beside Pei Ye besides Qi Chunye. Fang Tishuang was afraid that she would tell the emperor about it, so he lay in the courtyard outside in the morning and basked in the sun for half a day. The sun dared to go in to find Pei Ye.

But as soon as they entered the main hall, the two broke up again.

When he was thinking wildly, the little cat's ears moved, and suddenly he heard very light footsteps, he didn't even have to look back, just by the footsteps, he recognized the person coming.

Pei Ye glanced at it, and saw that the kitten seemed to have no place to stay, and stuffed itself into a small hollow frame, as if it was wrapped around its stomach by an extremely wide collar.

The emperor suspected that the little fat cat was stuck there, so he quickened his pace unconsciously: "Is it stuck?"

The little cat turned its butt towards him, lowered its eyes and refused to pay attention to him.

Pei Ye quickly reached out, wanting to push him out of the wooden frame, and the little cat jumped out easily, ran to the corner in a few steps, and squatted in the corner to vent his anger with him.

The emperor knew his temper so well, every time they quarreled and quarreled, he just had to let him dry, and when the kitten's anger subsided, he would call him to come over for dinner as if nothing had happened, and the two would get back together inexplicably. alright.

But if he didn't let it dry enough and he went to coax it himself, the kitten would go up and play with his petty temper, and he would only condescend to reconcile with him until his voice was hoarse after being coaxed.

"Just now I was angry in Gu's heart," Pei Ye squatted behind him, gently scratching his kitten's head, "I said something harsh, and Gu apologizes to you."

Fang Tishuang's heart actually softened, but she still pretended to turn her back to him, and let out an aggressive "hum".

"That cattail is not yours, your orphaned one is in good condition, and it will never be used by other cats," Pei Ye said, his voice suddenly sank, "The situation in the court is unknown, Kou The family occupies half of the country and refuses to let go, and several factions are fighting openly and secretly, Gu is really upset, and I didn't intend to get angry at you."

Hearing what he said with all his heart, the little cat immediately softened his heart, and even added a bit of distress. He hurriedly turned around and buried him in his arms, so he stopped being angry with him.

As soon as one person and one cat settled their suspicions, Pei Ye hugged him and squatted in the corner for a while, and when he felt a little tired from squatting, he hugged the kitten and walked into the bedroom.

"Hurry up and change your clothes," Pei Ye said in the little cat's ear, "It's time for lunch, didn't you say that cat food doesn't suit your appetite?"

The kitten let out a "meow", and quickly got under the covers.

When the little raccoon slave turned into a human form, changed his clothes and came out, the two reconciled as before and went to have lunch together.

On the way, Pei Ye suddenly turned his head and asked him softly: "You are sixteen years old now, have you thought about the future?"

Fang Tishuang's thoughts wandered back and forth for a while, but she couldn't figure out why, so she shook her head: "I haven't thought about it."

"It's time to think about it," Pei Ye said indifferently, "If you want to leave the palace and return home, Gu will give you a mansion, a painting house, and gold and silver that can't be used up in a lifetime. Whose girl, I will marry you for you..."

Fang Tishuang interrupted him and said firmly, "I don't want it!"

Pei Ye was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Then what do you want?"

"I think..." Fang Tishuang muttered, tilted her head, hesitated for a long time, and finally said inaudibly, "I want to stay with His Majesty forever."

His Majesty's heart beat tight, and he asked again: "Why stay together forever?"

"That's, anyway, when I'm 20 years old, 30 years old, seventy-eighty, old enough to die..." Fang Tishuang looked like he was about to cry again, and he said very emotionally and sincerely, "I will stay with you forever Together!"

Pei Ye looked at him for a long time, feeling sore in his heart.

Then he suddenly took his hand uncharacteristically, and Fang Tishuang was stunned. I don't know when it started... Anyway, it started from a certain day long ago.

It had been a long time since they held each other's hands so intimately.

"One promise, one thousand gold," Pei Ye slowly clasped his thick, calloused palm, and then said slowly, "If you want to regret it in the future, it's too late."