Han Feifei helped me to the front of the nylon ranking, and Han Yunduo followed aside, replacing the flowers I arranged this afternoon with the ones I had served yesterday before the ranking.

Yesterday's pot of flowers, Mama Yang said, the name is the late day to snow, today's part, is the spring is strong.

I don't care about floral art, this name or something, my heart is confused, but my mouth is clever and flattery, but I don't see the difference between the snow and spring this night.

Looking at this flower, I only think it looks good, no matter how I look at it, it is still beautiful.

I sighed, knelt straight in front of the ranking, kowtowed respectfully, and apologized in my heart, for myself and for the former princess Nylon.

After all, it's not her child, now that she occupies this status, and she has to say hello every day before she is ranked, if this person really has a soul, I'm afraid it will be angry and annoying me.

I also doubted before, whether I was the child of comfort and nylon, after all, my experience was so similar to her.

Tell me all the way that the child was indeed gone, it was captured by the Tiger Demon Clan, and it was eaten on the spot, and when they chased it, there were only broken swaddling clothes left.

The wolf clan all the way, at the beginning, was also maintained by nylon, nylon and An Yi returned to their own tribe, what happened, they didn't know very well, but they knew that the child was lost, so they immediately sent someone to track down the child.

The wolf demon clan, when it was a wolf, had a keen sense of smell and became a demon, and it was even more amazing, they tracked down the child for the first time, but the result was that the child had been torn apart, and the soul was also overflowing.

It was precisely because there was no way to explain that it was in vain, and the entire wolf clan, along with the broken balance, also collapsed.

There was no peace, and the peace that had been maintained for so many years was shattered overnight.

A part of the memory that came to my mind, I knew, didn't belong to me, but to the elders, who had incorporated the fragments of the baby's broken soul into my soul.

A baby of a few months, she doesn't have much memory in the first place, and it only takes a little bit to convince them that I am the county lord.

This is a strategy, but also a fraud, I am already a pawn on this chessboard, either I die, or someone else dies. All I have to do here now is to be patient and do my best to complete my own tasks.

It's just that after knowing what happened to Nylon, I suddenly sympathized with this woman.

I didn't hate her in the first place, but now I feel sorry for her so much, I have lived for others all my life, has she ever regretted it, never considered herself?

I knelt on the futon, folded my hands, and silently thought that when I opened my eyes, I would look at the painting again, and suddenly, I noticed that something was wrong.

On the portrait of nylon, he is wearing a black skirt, and the color of the skirt is, frankly speaking, not pure black, but a darker gray.

When I looked up, I thought, where is the hem of her dress, it seems to be bulging, and it is still hairy, like the fur of some animal?

What's going on? Could it be that the weather has been humid lately and hair has grown?

No, it's long hair, and it shouldn't be such black hair!

"County Lord, what's wrong?"

Han Feifei bent down and stretched out his hand in front of me, ready to help me up, but after waiting for a while, he still didn't see my movements, which surprised him a little.

"Up-"

I lifted my hand and pointed to the different color.

"What's going on up there?"

Han Feifei also turned her head to look over.

"There's something up there, be careful!"

Han Yunduo was the first to notice that it was not simple, and immediately blocked the flower pot in front of me and Han Feifei, and threw it directly away.

"Be careful—"

Mama Yang said, this portrait, but it is easy to put away, not easy to see, now it is hanging here for me, so that I can worship at the same time, I can see the appearance of nylon, so as to remember the kindness of this mother, Han Yunduo This pot of flowers is thrown over, in case the painting is broken, then how to explain it!

My eyeballs bulged out immediately, and they almost popped out of their sockets.

Don't give up the paintings, my God, they can't be laughed at!

"Meow-"

The black cat moved, and in the blink of an eye, there was an extra pair of green eyes, the pupils were dilated, and the people who looked at it had hairy hair in their hearts, and they grinned, with red tongues and bright white teeth, so frightened that I cried out.

Its cry was not the kind of ordinary cat bark, with anger and scolding, with a wave of its hand, it slapped the flower pot that Han Yunduo threw over to the ground.

Luckily, I patted my chest, and the painting was fine.

"What's the matter with this cat?"

There was a movement here, and the whole courtyard gathered around, and immediately chased after the house, asking what was going on.

I pointed to the cat and turned back to ask the cleaner.

"Back to the county master, the slave maid doesn't know, there have never been cats in our yard, and every time the slave and maid clean it, they are very careful, and they don't let the beasts sneak in!"

Kneeling down to reply was a little maid, thirteen or fourteen years old, crying pear blossoms with rain, anxious and aggrieved.

"Forget that, get this cat away for me!"

When I saw her like this, I didn't want to worry about her anymore, so I hurriedly ordered them to get the cat away first.

This cat, it seems, is not small in size, the claws are only afraid that they are extremely sharp, and its claws, as long as it is drawn on the portrait once, I am afraid that the whole painting will be terrible!

I'm really worried that this painting can't be damaged.

"Yes—"

As soon as the men and horses were done, they immediately went to find tools, surrounded the cats in the middle, and a circle of people began to drive away.

However, the cat just didn't leave, sticking to the portrait, and quarreled with the servants with a grin, but when the mortal approached, he stretched out his claws to the portrait, so frightened that I immediately shouted back, maybe someone came over again, and he did it again.

After going back and forth three or five times, I saw the clue and drank everyone aside.

This cat seems to like this painting, and likes it tightly, but I saw that it kept rubbing its body against the person on the portrait, and it made a purring sound.

"Did the princess have a cat first?"

I asked, looking back.

"Back to the county lord, the little ones haven't been here for long, this princess, we-"

These words stumped everyone, Mama Yang was not here, how did they know about the first princess?

"It was raised by the first princess, and this cat can't live so long!"

Han Yunduo was still in front of me, and Han Feifei was standing aside, staring at the cat.

"County Lord, let them retreat first, the slave has a discovery!"

Han Feifei came to my side and whispered in my ear.

I looked at her, and her eyes were firm and confident, as if she already had an answer, and I turned around, pulled everyone else back, and told them to close the door as well.