In the end, when Chen Jiang left, he had a small boxy box in his hand.

"Send the contents to President Zhu, and tell him that Marshal Li's birthday is approaching."

"Okay boss."

After dealing with the ledger left today, Du Shiling sat quietly in the study for a long time, the thumb of her left hand slowly rubbed the jade ring on her index finger, and there was no expression on her cold face.

"Meow~"

A shallow meow pulled him out of silence.

The man lowered his eyes, and at a glance he noticed the white cat who jumped on the coffee table at some point, it was quietly looking over, and after the eyes of a person and a cat looked at each other, the white cat jumped lightly and flexibly jumped on Du Shiling's legs.

The bell rang, and it was particularly crisp in the silent study.

Du Shiling reached out and gently rubbed the white cat's head, followed by holding it and getting up and walking out of the study.

Du San waited outside with an umbrella, and when he saw the master come out, he stepped forward with an umbrella.

"Master, it's snowing outside, you should wear more."

"Down again?"

The man raised his eyes, looked through the corridor, and along the row of bright lanterns hanging on the top of the corridor, he saw the snowflakes hazy in the light, falling down one by one, and being blown by the wind on the top of the corridor, making a small sound.

"Master, what's so nice about this snow, you can go back to the house and rest."

Du Shiling didn't speak, but walked straight to the end of the corridor, stood on the steps and slowly stretched out his hand, the soft light hit his body, and pieces of crystal clear snow also gently fell on his fingertips.

Taking advantage of the fact that the snowflakes had not melted, Du Shiling withdrew her hand and held the snowflakes on her fingers and poked them directly on the nose of the white cat.

Ding Bao was drowsy, and suddenly was awakened by the coldness on the tip of her nose, her pupils dilated and she stretched out her paws to rub the melting snow on her nose, and her mouth made a low and soft "whine" sound.

"Haha......"

Du Shiling's laughter came from the top of his head, and he sounded very happy and cheerful.

Ding Bao: "......"

This scene fell in Du San's eyes, and it was an extremely rare appearance.

Since the death of the eldest lord and the eldest lady, and the young master supporting the entire Du family alone, he has never seen the master show such a relaxed expression.

Although it seems a bit stubborn to dip snow on the cat's nose, Du San finally saw the shadow of his master when he was a child.

From this point of view, this white cat is really related to the master's fate.

In the second half of the night, the heavy snow will stop, and the whole city will be shrouded in darkness, and even the wild dogs on the side of the road will huddle together and fall asleep in this freezing day.

The lantern hanging from the door of Du's house burned quietly.

Just when everything was covered in silence, the lantern that hung firmly on the roof of the porch suddenly fell without warning, the box full of lamp oil was overturned, and the candle flame spread little by little along the lantern shelf to the lamp oil poured all over the floor.

While everyone was already asleep, tongues of fire silently surrounded the entire main courtyard, until the huge smoke woke up the night watchman who was secretly dozing off.

He coughed twice, followed by a daze that opened his eyes to see the red light not far away.

After seeing everything in front of him, the Night's Watch only felt stiff and confused, and he froze for a few seconds before he opened his throat and shouted in panic.

"There was a fire!! The main courtyard is on fire!! ”

Du San was so frightened that he immediately bounced out of bed, he stumbled out of bed and walked out of the house barefoot, and when he saw the house shrouded in firelight, a thought flashed through his mind in an instant.

"It's over!!"

The master has drunk, and he has drunk a lot, and he must still be sleeping in it!

——

Du Shiling's amount of alcohol is not good, and there is usually a drink that is fine, but this time he met Li Yuanwei, who had an amazing amount of alcohol, and was inevitably persuaded to drink two more glasses.

So when he felt the wet touch that kept sliding across his face, the man frowned, but didn't open his eyes.

"Meow, meow—"

The meows of the cats kept echoing in his ears, accompanied by the wet and soft numbness that slid across his cheeks, all of which were constantly hitting Du Shiling's nerves paralyzed by alcohol.

His face was a little pale, a fine sweat oozed from his forehead, his nose kept opening and closing, and his eyes were moving rapidly under his closed eyelids.

"Meow, meow, meow......"

The cat's meow became more and more anxious, and Du Shiling only felt a dullness in her chest.

"Ahem!!"

Suddenly, he finally woke up, and there was a fiery red light mixed with the light color of his pupils.

At this moment, Du Shiling fully came to his senses, and he felt the pungent smoke enveloping his body, as well as the approaching heat.

It's on fire!

The man's heart tightened slightly, and he got up and was just about to get out of bed, when he found the white cat crawling on his lap.

This little thing didn't run?

"Meow~"

Du Shiling held the white cat in her arms and carefully observed the current fire.

The bedroom where he lived was divided into two rooms, the outside was the small living room, and the inside was the living room, at this time the small living room was completely engulfed in flames, and the living room was also burned in half, and the tongue of fire was constantly approaching his large bed.

Seeing this situation, Du Shiling turned around and walked to the bathroom on the side, followed by the white cat in his hand, and just wanted to reach out and open the window in the bathroom, when suddenly there was a burning sensation from his fingertips, and when he retracted it again, the original white index finger was red, faintly yellowed under the skin, and soon blisters appeared.

The metal lock on the window has been roasted like a soldering iron, and the back has been scorched by the heat wave, and Du Shiling's forehead has slid down with large drops of sweat, and the back has already been soaked.

Looking left and right, he picked up a towel and wrapped it around his hand, and opened the lock on the window through the thick fabric.

The moment the window was opened, a cool breeze blew in my face.

Du Shiling breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the iron railing embedded in the window, stretched out her hand and pushed it, but she couldn't shake it at all.

The gap in the railing is not large, and only an arm can be stretched out.

It must be whimsical to want to get out of here, but fortunately, you don't have to worry about being roasted alive for the time being.

Thinking of this, Du Shiling turned her head, looked at the quiet white cat on the side, followed him and stretched out his hand to pick it up, and sent it out of the window.

"Let's get out."

Du Shiling placed it on the windowsill, and the gap in the iron railing was enough for it to get out.

The white cat looked at the man quietly, and then got out of the crack without looking back, watching the white figure jump off the windowsill, Du Shiling pursed her lips slightly, and murmured in her mouth.

"A little thing without a conscience."

However, survival is the instinct of animals, and it can wake him up without giving up when the fire is about to consume itself, which is already good.

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