The two subordinates described themselves as old and withered, their faces were full of vicissitudes and exhaustion, and they tried to pick them up, but they couldn't do anything.

Li Zhaoyi kept struggling and moving, sitting on the ground in the heavy rain, pushing her legs and arms.

The two subordinates were also drenched, and they couldn't use umbrellas to shelter from the rain.

The two guards wanted to help but it was difficult to get started, there was a difference between men and women, so they could only hold umbrellas for them, and kept urging their subordinates to move faster and block Li Zhaoyi's mouth.

"If you startle the master in the palace again, I'm afraid there will be another beating."

The two subordinates were also full of fear, and tried their best to control Li Zhaoyi.

Fu Ying went to help, but Fuyan stopped her.

"Be careful not to hurt you,."

As he spoke, he drove the two subordinates away, and one person easily grabbed Li Zhaoyi, who was fluttering around.

tied her hands with wristbands, gagged her again, grabbed her waist and lifted her shoulders, and sent her directly back to the house.

The two guards were stunned, they didn't expect this woman to be a practitioner, looking at her light skills, she was an absolute master.

Even though her mouth was blocked, Li Zhaoyi was still struggling with her throat, and the wristband in her mouth was gradually stained with blood, which was a little shocking.

"What the hell is going on with her?"

Fu Yingran twisted his eyebrows and looked at Li Zhaoyi who was struggling on the simple bed board, the muscles of his whole body were tense, his eyes were bulging hard, he was already bloodshot, and the red was terrifying, as if he was possessed by a terrible ghost.

The two subordinates don't know the identity of Fu Yingran, but they have seen a lot of the world by the side of Li Zhaoyi, who was once favored for a while, and they know that she is by no means an ordinary person by looking at her bearing and demeanor.

And no one has been here in the cold palace for more than ten years, and I want to complain to others, so I will tell Li Zhaoyi about it.

Li Zhaoyi was stripped of her title and imprisoned in the cold palace, and her majesty died in less than a year.

She couldn't accept the news of His Majesty's death, cried day and night, and then became obsessed, always thinking that His Majesty was still alive, and thinking that His Majesty would one day come to take her out.

Since then, whenever someone tells her about His Majesty's death, she will become ill, screaming and screaming, beating and scolding, and every time she chokes people enough.

More than half a month ago, they just accidentally mentioned that the emperor loved to eat rose cake when he was alive, and she made a big fuss, and she also attracted people from Yiluan Palace to reprimand, saying that she disturbed the little princess.

So the two subordinates are careful on weekdays and try not to provoke her.

It turned out to be easy to stop, and it didn't take long for the onset to occur again.

"I said the wrong thing and caused trouble, I gave her two injections, and she will soon be able to calm down."

The crescent moon looked at Fu Yingran for advice, Fu Yingran nodded, and she took out a pack of silver needles and spread it out.

After a few stitches, the person who was still struggling slowly quieted down, his eyelids drooped, and he slowly fell asleep.

The surprise on the faces of the two subordinates flashed, and they quickly returned to normal, but they couldn't help but look at Fu Ying a few more times.

The maids beside this master are good at medicine and martial arts, not at all like the maids around ordinary nobles in the capital.

Who the hell is she?

As if to answer their questions, the small-eyed guard suddenly stepped forward and said, "County Lord, you are not allowed to enter or leave the cold palace without instructions, and today's incident has suddenly violated the rules, so please leave quickly." If it is known, the ministers will not escape punishment. ”

"Master, she's fine, just wake up and rest for a few days. Let's go back. ”

The crescent moon took the needle and echoed.

Fu Eran looked around the leaky bedroom and tightened the cloak on his body.

Fu Ying was dyed out of the cold palace, and the two guards breathed a sigh of relief and respectfully sent her away.

The way back always felt a little longer, and the three of them walked briskly on the empty palace road, their feet on the wet, and their socks and feet were soaked.

Fu Yingran stared at his feet, but unfortunately the new shoes, he saw a snow-white kitten nesting in a low bush on the side of the road.

The kitten's voice was weak, and it was not clear at all, which was muffled by the sound of rain, and its whole body was drenched, which was pitiful.

Fu Yingran picked it up, only to find that it was full of wounds, with multiple bruises under its fur and a wound on its right eye.

Feeling the trembling of its body, Fu Yingran felt distressed.

The white cat drilled into her arms one by one, whimpering and whispering, as if looking for a warm place to keep warm, and like a coquettish evacuation of grievances.

"Who hurt it like this, how can such a good-looking cat get his hands on it."

Crescent exclaimed angrily, stretched out her hand to touch it, and when she got closer, she heard the white cat bark, and turned her face to stare at her.

Those green eyes were full of vigilance and resistance.

"Looks like it doesn't like you."

"I'm so kind and cute, it doesn't like me, huh!"

The crescent moon pursed her mouth and snorted childishly at the white cat.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay."

Fu Yi gently ran down its wet hair, carefully avoiding its wounds, and dried it with a juanzi.

The cat is afraid of water, and he doesn't know how long it has been raining here, so he must be very scared.

"It only likes its master."

Fuyan also tentatively wanted to touch it, but was also warned by the white cat.

The crescent moon saw that she was also disgusted, and laughed, "The master originally recruited small animals to like it, and when I was in the palace, the parrot raised by the concubine was particularly not like to talk, but every time the master went, he would talk non-stop, all of which were flattering and obedient, and it was interesting to death." ”

While the three of them were talking, the sound of stepping on the rain came from the path on the other side of the bushes, and someone kept learning the kitten to bark here, probably looking for this little one.

After the maid looking for the cat saw Fu Yingran and the white cat in her arms, her expression became nervous, and she blurted out, "That's the queen's favorite cat." ”

Fu Yingran raised her eyebrows lightly, what does this tone mean, thinking that she was going to hurt this cat, so she pressed her with the queen?

"If you don't see the county lord first, is this the rule of Fengqi Palace or the rules of the palace?"

The crescent moon reprimanded in a strange way, and the little maid was frightened on the spot, and hurriedly bowed her head to salute.

Fu Yingran was too lazy to worry about a little maid, kept rubbing the kitten's fur, and raised her eyelids, "You are taking care of this cat?" ”

The kitten seemed to be rubbed very comfortably by her, and her eyes narrowed, as if she was about to fall asleep.

The maid replied yes.

"What's its name?"

The maid hesitated, "It's called a cotton ball." ”

Fu Yingran smiled, "The name is quite nice. ”

As if hearing her praising herself, Cotton Ball meowed happily, poked her head out of her arms and licked it on the back of her hand, and rubbed it with her wet face.

"How did it hurt?"

The maid's body stiffened obviously, "The maid doesn't know, Xu was bullied outside, so the maid will take it back." ”

Fu Yingran looked at her silently for a long time, and the maid who looked at her was uncomfortable, and her hands were clenched and tight.

"Take good care of it in the future, don't lose it again, cats are afraid of water."

"Yes, County Lord Xie."

The maid secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully took the cotton ball from her arms.

The cotton ball was very unhappy, and its paws hooked the sleeves of its dyed clothes, and kept calling, and the cry was so pitiful.

The maid held it tightly and kept comforting it, but the cotton ball kept looking at Fu Yingye and screaming, and tried to jump on her, but her body was imprisoned.

The maid awkwardly took out a small fish cake and fed it, but it ignored it and still failed to calm it down.

Fu Yiran walked around the bushes and approached it with an umbrella, leaning down slightly to approach it, "You're all soaked, you'll be uncomfortable, let's play together next time." ”

She was so close to the cotton ball that her lips almost touched its furry ears as if she were whispering.

Fang Cai still called a cotton ball, and it was really magically quiet.

The maid's eyes were about to fall out, and she didn't dare to linger any longer, so she walked in the direction of Fengqi Palace with the cotton ball, and her steps were stacked quickly.

It was night, Fu Yingran drank ginger soup and was about to lie down, when a faint voice came from the window.

She sat up with her shoes back on, opened the window and looked out, where the cotton balls sat upright on the windowsill, and when she saw her, she pounced, and her dirty paws imprinted black plum blossoms on her pure white clothes.