Until today, the great god of the plot arranged for Wen Xuanwang to go back to play.

Immediately after, Dahua also woke up in his body.

The little milk cat is not as clever as Wen Xuanwang, and it doesn't know what happened to him.

It lives according to the habits of cats, which is normal.

But in the eyes of others, it was the body of a man, and this man was their most honorable emperor.

Of course, it's weird and scary.

After hearing this, Lan Shuying showed surprise very cooperatively: "You take this palace to have a look!" ”

In order not to alarm others, Zhang Ping brought a package and handed it to her hesitantly......

Lan Shuying swept it with the ghost pupil and found that the furoshiki contained dark blue clothes, which were similar in color to Zhang Ping's body, but the patterns were less.

She immediately understood what it was.

Lan Shuying simply took the eunuch suit and walked into the inner room to change it.

When she came out again, she became a little eunuch with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

Ji Mingyue is well-proportioned and light, and she looks thin and thin in this wide suit.

The head full of green silk is braided into a bun under the skillful hands of Qiu Yan, and the whole is wrapped in a gauze hat.

As long as she doesn't look up, she looks no different from a teenage eunuch.

Zhang Ping was moved to tears.

He thought to himself, the queen mother is really His Majesty's confidant!

She can let go of her body like this, which shows her sincerity to His Majesty!

Lan Shuying's heart moved when she went out, returned to the dresser, and took a phoenix winged red gold tassel hairpin into her arms.

Zhang Ping stood at the door and rubbed the corner of his eye.

The deputy chief eunuch said with a crying voice: "I have wronged my mother......

His eyes and nose were red, and he looked like he had cried all over again when she was changing clothes.

Lan Shuying was speechless for a while, and hurriedly urged: "Let's go, it's important to get down to business." ”

In fact, she has already judged in her heart that this Zhang Ping is loyal enough to Wen Xuanwang, but her brain may not be very good, um.

And when Dahua saw her henchman crying like this, the feeling was no longer an embarrassment to describe.

At the same time, he was indeed a little touched in his heart: the queen did this, which means that she is really worried about his safety.

Now Wen Xuanwang's mind has cleared.

He remembered his actions in the Heart Cultivation Temple, and said in his heart, it was not in vain that the holy decree written by Fei Zhen himself.

It's just a strange thing in the Temple of Heart Nourishment......

Wen Xuanwang screamed in his heart, could it be this damn ugly cat who took possession of him?

Yes or no, you can only know by looking at it.

But Lan Shuying was reluctant to take him.

Qiu Yan wants to stay in the dormitory and pretend to be her and pretend to be sleeping.

Then no one will be able to come and look at the big flowers.

Therefore, Lan Shuying locked the doors and windows of the warm pavilion with her own hands, this time it was different from the past, and she would definitely not let him have a chance to slip out.

The little weak cat stared up at the closed door in disbelief: ???

Let me out, hey! You ungrateful! You give me back!

Wen Xuanwang squeezed a string of grunts out of his throat in annoyance.

……

The Palace of Nourishing Heart is still holding the lamp tonight, and the defense outside is tighter, and even Zhang Ping has to check the sign when he enters and exits.

Lan Shuying followed behind him, always hanging her head.

She handed out the token that Zhang Ping had stuffed into her on the road, and smoothly slipped in.

As soon as they stepped into the inner room, the two of them heard one "meow" after another at the same time.

Voices from two people.

A strong voice, fierce and uneasy.

The other person's voice is a bit similar to Zhang Ping, a male duck voice that is neither yin nor yang.

Lan Shuying recognized the one on the left, which was Cui He, the chief eunuch.

In the past, when Ji Mingyue was favored, Cui He was responsible for giving her rewards.

The person on the right, most of his body is hidden in the bright yellow tent, and only half of his face is exposed, which is obviously Wen Xuanwang's person.

"You ...... What's going on? Lan Shuying finally couldn't listen anymore.

"Wen Xuanwang" meowed, and Cui He hurriedly answered it, without taking any more breath.

- Let's learn to meow together? Meow meow?

Cui He turned his head, and his eyes were like looking forward to his long-lost relatives, and like a free man who had been enslaved for many years and finally waiting for a savior.

Cui He burst into tears: "Queen Mother! The slave greets the queen, the emperor ......"

"Okay, don't be polite, you let me, I'll take a look." Lan Shuying interrupted him.

This "Wen Xuanwang" obviously didn't recognize her.

It nervous as she approached, and its cry became more rapid.

Lan Shuying stopped, "Is there anything to eat, go get some over, he should be hungry." ”

"Yes, yes!" Zhang Ping hurried to go.

The aroma of food wafted in from the outside.

No one can tell when His Majesty will wake up, and the meal will be re-made every few hours, and it will be served directly in the small kitchen, and it will be easy to serve it directly.

The aroma spreads faster in the warm inner chamber.

Even Cui He, who was in a nervous mood, couldn't help but churn in his stomach.

But "Wen Xuanwang" only glanced at it and didn't buy it.

"Is there any goat's milk? Milk will work too. ”

Lan Shuying suddenly remembered that the people from the Royal Beast Garden had come to remind them that two of the cats in this litter had not been completely weaned, and Dahua was one of them.

It's just that Wen Xuanwang couldn't accept that he went backwards to drink milk, so he broke off early.

He is a picky eater and does not eat the special cat food of the Royal Animal Garden.

Can't let him starve to death, Lan Shuying cooked by herself and made a bowl of cat rice, and asked the cooks to do the same, so as to serve the stomach of this cat uncle.

Perhaps in the eyes of this "Wen Xuanwang", these meals brought by Zhang Ping are not its food, but the cat's mother's milk is.

But she can't ask these two managers for cat milk.

In the middle of the night, let people run to the Royal Beast Garden to get cat milk, didn't they tell the outside that there was a problem here?

"This ......" Zhang Ping was a little embarrassed.

Cui He slapped his thigh: "Yes!" There's a frozen milk cube in the kitchenette, so let's go and heat it up! "That's for cow's milk tea.

"Go and get back."

After a while, Cui He came back.

An oval porcelain pot on the tray, and half a bowl of milk in a blue and white bowl.

The smell of milk suddenly filled the area.

"Wen Xuanwang" sniffed the sweet smell, gradually left the curtain, and staggered over on all fours.

Lan Shuying put the bowl on the low table, scooped it out with a spoon, and blew it to cool so that he could eat it as soon as he lowered his head.

A normal person can just put his mouth to the spoon and suck it.

But with the habit of a small milk cat, I only know how to stick out my tongue and lick it.

Zhang Ping and Cui He's eyes fell to the ground, and they were all there.

Feeding until only a shallow layer of white was left at the bottom of the bowl, Lan Shuying stopped.

"Wen Xuanwang" meowed dissatisfiedly, and he didn't care about being afraid, so he leaned in the direction of the bowl, his eyes full of longing.

Lan Shuying lifted the bowl high, and it knelt down and reached out to touch it.

Because the movement is always a slow beat, I can't touch it.

Stupid and cute, it's easy to bully at first glance.

For a moment, Lan Shuying regretted a little that she hadn't brought the big flower over.

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