The guards froze and didn't know what to do, after all, everyone knew that the cat was picked up by the emperor himself, and at this moment she was blocking the door, and she slipped her away, and it wasn't standing here......

The little milk cat noticed the gaze of the ministers, his eyes lit slightly, and he took a step to step over the threshold, but because of the small lump, only a pair of pointed ears and round eyes could be revealed at the threshold.

She looked pitifully at the Son of Heaven on the dragon chair, and called softly: "Meow~"

The milky voice was extremely clear above the silent court, and the hearts of all the ministers were about to melt.

The guard standing in front of the milk cat also forgot about the Son of Heaven behind him for a while, and reached out to pick up the milk cat to help her cross the threshold.

But before his hand touched the cat, he twitched all over, his pupils dilated violently, and he slowly fell to the side without even making a sound.

The milk cat was a little confused, and could only see the Son of Heaven sitting on the dragon chair slowly standing up, golden brocade boots wrapped around the straight calves, and walked towards her casually.

The face of the crown is a little blurred, Di Ze's narrow eyes are faintly angry, and the Adam's apple is slightly rolling under the delicate jaw line.

"What are you doing here?"

The sound quality was low and pleasant, and his eyes paused slightly when they touched the little milk cat.

Everyone watched as their noble Son of Heaven squatted down and held the milk cat in his arms, and stepped back into the dragon chair.

At the same time, Shi Xia also noticed the guard who fell at the door, and he was out of breath.

And on his chest, a small hole the size of a grape was embedded with a jade wrench.

It is the jade wrench finger that is often worn on the finger of the child today.

The courtiers held their breath and buried their faces under their wide sleeves, for fear that the Son of Heaven would see their faces.

The milk cat lay obediently in Di Ze's arms, and the little paws pressed his palm lightly, and then pointed to his belly.

The moist eyes looked at the cool gaze of the Son of Heaven, and he was a little aggrieved.

She's so hungry.

Di Ze didn't understand what she meant, just thought it was playful, slowly looked away, and stroked the snow-white and soft hair of the milk cat with his slender fingers.

Shi Xia already felt dizzy, if he didn't eat something to eat, he was afraid that he would die in Huangquan.

Without the strength to raise her paws, she limped her head on Di Ze's hand and adjusted her physical state.

We can only wait for the tyrant to find out.

The cat's breathing weakened one by one, and Di Ze stroked her fingers and paused slightly, looking at it with unknown eyes.

She lay quietly, her moist and clear eyes had been closed, and she didn't even move her snow-white tail for half a minute.

Di Ze frowned, a sense of dryness welled up in his heart, and he called in a deep voice: "Imperial Doctor." ”

"Yes."

The eunuch who had already observed the situation on the side hurriedly turned around and called the imperial doctor.

The minister standing below thought that the Son of Heaven had found out his conscience, and he wanted to call the imperial doctor for the fallen guards at the door.

The news is true!

The fact that the Son of Heaven can hold the cat in his arms instead of abusing and killing it shows that he has changed his habits, and calling the Imperial Doctor at this moment is the best proof!

The ministers were a little relieved, and they were no longer restrained, straightening their waists and wiping the sweat from their foreheads.

It's just that a heavy gaze pressed over the next moment, the narrow eyes of the Son of Heaven on the dragon chair narrowed slightly, and the thin red lips behind the crown pursed lightly, brewing a smiling anger, and staring coldly at the ministers.

The minister's breath tightened, and his back bent down unconsciously, he didn't dare to move when he stiffened, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Didn't the emperor change sex, why is it still so terrible??