After the accusation, Ah Wu, who was ridiculed, was a little autistic.

Continue to squeak and scream: [Master, if you don't make the decision for Ah Wu, forget it, you actually laugh at me!] ］

Why does it suffer every time my wife gets sick?

It's just a little hamster.

Su Yu bent down, opened the cage easily, mentioned Ah Wu, and raised her lips with interest: "What mistake did you make your master angry like this?" ”

It's okay not to say it, but as soon as he said it, Ah Wu was even more heartbroken, and his pink little paws covered his face: [He thinks I'm too noisy.] ］

Su Yu finally chuckled and carried the hamster to forage for food.

However, there was nothing to eat in Rong Yin's bedroom.

Glancing at Rong Yin's sleeping appearance, and thinking of his bloodshot eyes, Su Yu gave up the idea of waking people up to pass the meal.

Gently push the door open.

Su Yu was ready to ask a palace maid to order something to eat.

As a result, there was no third person in this huge dormitory except for her and Rong Yin.

The little hamster couldn't stand it from hunger, and he didn't know where he got the strength, so he actually broke free from Su Yan's hands, and a small group quickly pounced on Rong Yin's side, facing Rong Yin's face with a claw.

But at the moment when it was about to touch, the little hamster turned in another direction.

angrily took a bite on the corner of Rong Yin's clothes, and then swaggered to Su Yan's shoulder and continued to urge.

Looks like I'm crazy from hunger.

Desperately raised his claws to signal Su Yu to go out quickly to find food.

It's okay to go out.

But first look in the mirror, tidy up, and use the best posture to meet people.

Thinking of this, Su Yu turned around directly and looked for the bronze mirror.

Before the mirror could be found, I saw a familiar figure.

The same age as the original owner, the most upright and beautiful years, wearing a long aqua blue dress, with simple decorations on his head, standing proudly, even if he didn't say a word, but he looked extremely fresh and elegant.

The heroine of this mission world, Jiang Nianqiu, the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Su Wei squinted, looking for the memory of the original owner, shouldn't Jiang Nianqiu be in love with her male protagonist at this time?

Why bother her to get dressed.

Su Wei glanced at her impatiently, and the meaning was self-evident: if you have something to say, say it quickly.

Jiang Nianqiu didn't expect that Su Yu had woken up silently.

There was a little more jealousy in her seemingly indifferent and casual eyes, and she never thought that this little dancing girl would also ascend to a high position one day.

And she, as the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, has actually been reduced to pleasing a dancing girl.

Between them, there is a past.

One is the noble concubine of the Prime Minister's house, and the other is a lowly dancing girl who falls in love with a man at the same time and fights for it.

At that time, Rong Jing was still the most popular prince, and it was very likely that he would become the next emperor.

A beautiful woman is worthy of a talented man, and it is obvious who to give up.

The love between the two has become a talking point for people in the capital, and words of envy before and after tea.

Until the tyrant ascended to the throne, the man who was already in the pool for the throne suddenly lost his post-competition qualifications, and was stripped of his position and became an idle prince.

Thinking of this, Jiang Nianqiu unconsciously clenched the fist hidden in his sleeve.

The things that Brother Rong Jing explained must be done.

As long as he can succeed, then next, Brother Rong Jing will definitely be able to ascend to the throne and be ashamed.

And she is his queen.

Thinking of this, the smile on Jiang Nianqiu's face became much more real: "Yan'er, you finally woke up......"