Daxing Dynasty.

Imperial City, Imperial Garden.

In early spring, everything comes back to life.

The imperial garden is full of spring, the cold winter clothes are quietly removed, and a bud has emerged.

More than a dozen teenagers and girls are playing here, and it is none other than the princes and daughters of the Daxing royal family.

The young are still fluttering butterflies and catching insects, giggling, so lively.

Behind him was a group of flustered palace maids and eunuchs, for fear of stumbling over these little nobles.

The older ones have already been made by adults, or dancing guns and sticks, or dancing and writing ink, in short, they have to learn something and divide it up.

And their attendants were obviously much more relaxed, just standing aside and waiting for orders.

Now that the prince of Daxing has not been established, there is still harmony between the princes and princesses, at least on the surface.

Once a month, we gather in the Imperial Garden and have a good time.

But among these heavenly nobles, there is also an incompatible figure.

In a no-brainer's corner, a pale, thin girl is sitting in a wheelchair, basking in the sun with a lazy black cat.

The weather warmed up, and everyone else changed into light spring clothes, but she still wore a simple fur coat.

Not far behind him, there was a palace maid with a vegetable on her face, who looked two or three years older than the master.

And in a gazebo, there were a few people secretly looking here.

"These thirteen sisters are too withdrawn, and every time they find a corner to deal with for a day."

"Let her be, Ankang has been weak and sick since childhood, and you don't know it."

"Yes, let her rest well, don't bother."

"Ankang has twelve this year, right? According to what Imperial Physician Xue said back then, there are only less than six years left. ”

"Alas, Ankang has a thin life, those of us who are brothers and sisters, take care of her more on weekdays, and we have done our duty."

Everyone sighed casually, said no more, and slowly moved the topic away.

……

The tips of the ears of the black cat in the girl's arms moved slightly, and the cat ears that were originally standing up in the direction of the gazebo slowly lay down and stuck to the round, hairy head.

Li Xuan shrank his body, and found a more comfortable posture for himself in a piece of softness.

His eyes were still closed, and he was sleeping soundly in the arms of his little master, but he couldn't help muttering in his heart:

"Can you only live to be eighteen years old......

That's right, Li Xuan is a black cat.

Of course, he was once alone.

Originally, he was an unemployed young man in his thirties, unemployed at home for two and a half years.

It was a scorching summer night, Li Xuan was taking a shower in the bathroom, but accidentally slipped and hit the back of his head.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had become a little milk cat that had just opened his eyes.

At first, Li Xuan didn't have much dissatisfaction, and even a little lucky.

Being a cat should be easier than being a human.

And his master is still a beautiful mother and daughter, living in a big house, and a maid to serve, it must be rich or expensive.

I want to be able to receive the grace of my master and live my life carefree.

Imagination is wonderful.

A few months later, the mother of the mother and daughter fell ill and died.

He also learned at this time that this woman's name was Concubine Xiao.

is a concubine who lost her grace and was beaten into the cold palace.

No wonder they live in such a big place, yet so empty.

And his little master is as unfavored as his mother, the famous sick beauty in the palace, Princess Ankang.

Before Concubine Xiao left, she called her daughter to her and instructed, "Take good care of it in the future, it will accompany you for me." ”

Concubine Xiao finally touched the heads of her daughter and the little black cat, leaving two little cubs to face the cold inner courtyard of the deep palace.

In winter, Concubine Xiao was buried.

Now that spring has begun, Li Xuan is about to be a year old.

……

Sunset West Mountain.

After the last ray of sunlight shining on Princess Ankang also faded, her brows trembled slightly, and she opened her eyelids in a daze, revealing a pair of light blue eyes.

She subconsciously tightened the fur fur on her body, and her slightly confused eyes swept over the imperial garden.

At this time, the imperial garden was already deserted, and only a few eunuchs and palace maids were cleaning up the aftermath.

Those princes and princesses have long since left.

"Your Highness, do you want to go back?"

Princess Ankang's only maid, Yu'er, asked softly.

Princess Ankang is weak, and if she stays outside for a long time at night, she will definitely catch the wind and cold again, and she will inevitably suffer many sins at that time.

"Well, Yu'er, let's go back."

Princess Ankang said this, stroking the black cat in her arms that had just woken up and yawned while stretching her waist.

"Ah Xuan, how can you sleep better than me."

Princess Ankang picked up the black cat dotingly, put it between her legs, kneaded and pinched it non-stop, and there was a burst of laughter like silver bells.

Li Xuan was already surprised by this, and he skillfully put on a lazy appearance that let Jun pick up.

Since turning into a cat, he has discovered that he has a lot of quirks.

I slept a lot, but generally slept very lightly.

It's also comfortable to be touched, especially the head.

may be because his cat's claws are not within reach, and being touched by the owner has become his greatest enjoyment now.

Yu'er silently pushed the wheelchair, watching one person and one cat having fun, and couldn't help but have a smile on her face.

Since adopting Ah Xuan, Princess Ankang has a lot of smiles on her face.

If it weren't for the black cat left by Concubine Xiao, Princess Ankang might not have survived the winter under the blow of her mother's death.

And this little black cat named Ah Xuan by Concubine Xiao is also.

If it hadn't been found and brought back by the kind-hearted Princess Ankang that rainy night, I am afraid that I would have frozen to death.

"Maybe it's fate."

Yu'er looked at Princess Ankang and Ah Xuan in her arms, and always felt that this person and a cat had many similarities.

Before the night completely fell, Yu'er pushed Princess Ankang back to Jingyang Palace.

This is the abode of their master and servant.

Jingyang Palace is the most remote place in the East and West Six Palaces, which is called the Cold Palace by the outside world.

Princess Ankang's mother, Concubine Xiao, was once also a concubine who was deeply favored by the saints.

Therefore, it is natural to be jealous of other mothers.

In addition, Concubine Xiao has Hu blood, and after the current queen mother was canonized, she began to attack Concubine Xiao as soon as possible.

In the end, Concubine Xiao was forced into the cold palace alive, and she never saw the saint again until she died.

Poor Princess Ankang also didn't see her father for many years because of this, and grew up in this cold palace like an orphan.

If it weren't for Yu'er's gratitude to Concubine Xiao for saving her life, she would not want to leave this Jingyang Palace.

I'm afraid that with Princess Ankang herself, she has already died.

It's not that Yu'er hasn't had the opportunity to leave here, it's just that she is only fifteen years old after all, and she can't afford to leave Princess Ankang to fend for herself.

And over the years, the friendship between master and servant has been so deep that it is no longer imaginable to outsiders.

In Jingyang Palace, the princess, the palace maid and the black cat, who are also lonely, have long been a family.

The only thing they can rely on is each other.

"It's time to eat."

Yu'er greeted.

In the huge Jingyang Palace, three small figures gathered in front of a broken wooden table.

They closed the door, lit a broken candle, and pulled out three long shadows.

In the three bowls is a cloudy white rice soup with sparse rice grains floating in the rice soup.

There was a small plate of pickles in the center of the table, and Princess Ankang and Yu'er picked up a small slice from time to time.

Everyone ate silently.

They have to eat quickly, or there won't be enough candles for this month.

After a while, Yu'er came out with the dishes and chopsticks and went to the basin under the moonlight to wash.

The light of a bean candle in Jingyang Palace was also extinguished.

It's time to go to bed after eating.

This is the daily life in Jingyang Palace.

Day after day.