Qi Yu was cold, and he didn't know who was burning, and in a daze, he seemed to have a dream.

In the dream, he came to a pear blossom tree, and under the tree stood a beautiful woman, like a fairy in a painting, with her back to him, her body twitching, as if she was crying, he walked over and walked behind her, she did not turn her head, like a lark's voice like crying.

She told him that she lost her parents when she was young, sent people under the fence, and experienced the warmth and coldness of human affection, she was helpless, and the future days were also in decline, so it was better to die without hope and purpose.

He felt empathy for a moment, standing in place, he knew that he should be persuaded at this moment, but he couldn't even say the meaning of life for a while, if people live in the world, there is nothing that makes him feel happy, then what is the meaning of living?

Just when he was stunned, the beauty took two steps forward, stretched out her hand, and grasped the white silk hanging from the branch.

He watched the beauty stand on the small wooden stool, put the slender neck like a white goose on the white silk, only to hear the "bang", the wooden stool under his feet was suddenly kicked, and the beauty actually hanged herself in front of him.

He just woke up like a dream, and hurriedly stepped forward to take the beauty down, the beauty was as thin as firewood, and I saw pity leaning on his arms.

"Meng Rong ......"

Qi Yu muttered.

Meng Rong burst into tears from the corners of her eyes, grabbed his sleeve, and cried pitifully.

His heart softened at once, and he looked at her tears, as if the little girl in front of him shed tears for him that he couldn't shed.

In this world, I am afraid that no one understands her better than him, and so does she.

In the eyes of everyone, he is a sick son who can't help but be weak, cowardly, humble, and not worthy of being looked at more, and even his father looks at him with disgust, as if he is blaming him, why did he come to the world to become a drag on the eldest princess.

And at that moment, he saw dependence in her eyes, the look he longed for the most in his life.

It's not so much that he wants to protect her, but that he just wants to be someone who can protect others.

But in the next moment, the beauty suddenly looked at him viciously, put away all the previous fragility and helplessness, her eyes were sharp, and her eyes showed a cold light.

Only then did Qi Yu understand: after so many years, he is no longer the child who longs for attention, and she is no longer the innocent and flawless cousin.

She had a knife in her hand that could be pointed at anyone, and he watched as the knife reached for his chest, and he didn't have time to hide.

"Meow...... Meow ......"

Qi Yu opened his eyes suddenly, his breathing was a little short, and the breath in front of him was strange and familiar.

Fortunately, it was just a dream, but it was not a dream.

"Young master, you're finally awake."

In front of him was Mo Shaobai's worried face, he patted his chest and exhaled deeply, "You have a high fever that doesn't go away, I'm really afraid of you...... Hey, don't talk about it, it's good when people wake up. ”

The wet handkerchief on Qi Yu's head was covered by him, Mo Shao took it off and changed it for him, and said, "You are suffering from the cold, but you were already burning in your lungs before, blame me, the medicine is too fierce these days, your body still can't stand it, and if you want to be fast, you can't remember this kind of thing." ”

Qi Yu's brain was buzzing, and he couldn't hear what Mo Shaobai said, only the weak but unusually clear cat meow lingered in his ears.

"It's noisy." He frowned, "What about the East Fence, is it time to feed the cat, why do you keep barking." ”

Mo Shao sighed, "Dong Liang left, and then he sent someone to report a letter back, saying that he went to find the Master of the Empty Mirror." ”

Qi Yu had a splitting headache, although he knew that the kid in Dongli was stubborn, he didn't expect that he would be so determined to do that aimless thing.

"That's it." He didn't plan to let Dongli leave, and let the people of the Guogong Mansion find him back, so he didn't know that he would be able to come back in a year and a half, "It's too noisy, how is the cat?" ”

Mo Shao said that he didn't believe it, although the heart of an animal is difficult to guess, but many times, in addition to analyzing it with a human heart, there is no more suitable reason at all. "Young master, the reason why you were cold that day was because in the middle of the night, the cat jumped out of the window and opened the window, and after opening it, it jumped to your pillow and slept with you......

Qi Yu felt very bad when he heard the urgency, this cat is Qi Yu's pet, if he is bullied by Mo Shao, it will be even more difficult to solve the festival between the two of them in the future. "What did you do?"

He probably didn't even notice it himself, but there was a palpable urgency in his tone, as if he was really afraid that the kitten would be wronged by something.

"Not really, I just threw it out." Mo Shaobao said, "However, the kitten has been barking since I threw it out, and it is still asleep during the day, but when it wakes up at night, it will scratch the door and meow, and I will naturally not let it in, but it ...... Keep screaming and screaming, like crying. ”

The reason why this voice made Qi Yu unforgettable was because every cry was like a kitten's grievance.

Qi Yu had even imagined how lonely the kitten should be standing in the moonlight now after being kicked out of the house.

His thoughts were messy, and his mind was full of the kitten, and he couldn't help but think of Dongli again, and he also thought of the little sister of the Huaiyuan Marquis Mansion who liked this kitten.

In short, he remembered many people and said to Mo Shao, "Open the door and let it in." ”

Song Yuzhu cried all the time, crying several times in the human body during the day, and barking endlessly when she returned to the cat's body at night.

She still remembered what Mo Shaobao said to her, she had caused a big disaster, causing her master to get sick again.

Time seems to have returned to the night when he was still in the Guogong Mansion, and the master was lying motionless on the bed.

The master isn't going to die again, is he?

Song Yuzhu was so sad that her little paws scratched the door again and again, and the cat's paws were painful.

Please, let me meet the master, I promise, I will be good.

I want to be by my master's side and never make my master angry again.

Although, Song Yuzhu never knew how she usually made her master angry.

Fortunately, the emperor lived up to his painstaking efforts, and I don't know how many nights it was, the door in front of him finally opened.

She was afraid that the door would close again and isolate her from her master's world again, so when the door was exposed, she rushed in quickly, and saw Qi Yu lying on the bed, with her eyes open, she didn't think about it, so she went directly to the bed and threw herself into Qi Yu's arms.

She lay on Qi Yu's chest, feeling the rise and fall of Qi Yu's chest.

The owner is alive, breathing, scented.

Thankfully, she prostrate on Qi Yu's chest, stretched out two little paws and pressed them on Qi Yu's neck, treating Qi Yu as a treasure, and stretched out her tongue and licked it.

And Mo Shaobao watched from the sidelines, and muttered dumbfounded:

It's over, beast, it's really going to be a sperm.