My father was a beast slave of the princess, the so-called beast slave, but he wore the mask of a beast and fought all kinds of fierce beasts in exchange for the favor of the princess.

My father was proficient in the language of beasts, and he was very skilled, so he never missed a fight, but once the princess got a beast, and before the performance, she poured mad medicine into the beast.

My father didn't know it.

The father cautiously walked into the cage, and the beast went berserk, and the father tried his best to no avail.

For a while, the bite of the beast, the exclamation of the people around him, the screams of the people in the cage, the sound of the skin and flesh tearing, and the laughter of the princess filled the entire beast field.

The father was bitten alive and swallowed alive, in the Colosseum, and only some fragments of clothes and bones remained.

That year, when the princess was only seven years old, she laughed and clapped her hands.

"It's the best show I've ever seen!"

But after that show, I didn't have a father.

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Outside the high red walls, heavy snow flutters like goose feathers.

Ru Song looked up at the snow flying in the sky, and the surrounding palace maids complained one after another, but she was the only one holding a bamboo broom and sweeping it unhurriedly.

It snowed heavily all night, and before she had to stop, the eldest sister on the side called her under the eaves:

"Ru Song, don't sweep it, after all, this snow is going to fall, and no one is coming here, so you better rest first!"

Ru Song smiled and shook his head, still sweeping himself. She didn't like to talk, and even as a last resort, she would only whisper back.

Another palace maid pursed her lips and came over to persuade the eldest sister: "You persuade her, and she will say again, 'The snow is its own, and I sweep my own, which has nothing to do with each other and does not interfere with each other'!" ”

When the eldest sister heard this, she also shook her head, and then she and the palace maid accompanied each other, and the two went back to the house.

For example, Song didn't like to stay in the house, sweeping and sweeping, I don't know how long it took, but he swept from the door to the outside of the palace wall.

The eaves are white, and the ground is also covered with thick frost and snow, and only the red palace wall is like a color that never admits defeat between heaven and earth. In the middle of that color, there was a faint trace of ash, and then, there was a thin figure holding a bamboo broom.

In the distance, on the other side of the palace wall, a cheerful figure jumped by—the jade ring made a crisp sound, and the stove was on its right and left, and the snow melted before it could reach the person. I don't know if it's because the brocade on my body is too warm, or because she runs and jumps too happily, the little girl's bright eyes are red and fluttering.

"It's still snowing! If you add a little powdered sugar to this snow, it will be delicious! When the time comes, there will be endless sugar inside and outside the palace! ”

As soon as she spoke, she spat out a large gasp of heat.

The palace people were all infected by the simple and happy princess, however, none of them dared to raise their heads to look at this master, even if she was so slim and delicate at the moment, like a begonia flower blooming in the snow—in the season that it should not appear, so clear that it would shatter at the touch of a touch.

The silhouette of a man slammed into the princess's eyes.

I saw that this person was emaciated, pale, a wisp of green silk fell a little messily, reflected in the corners of the eyes, lining the eyebrows and eyes to add a bit of coquettishness, the black eyes were deeply hidden under the long eyelashes, other women painted eyebrows are moth eyebrows tall, this person hung his head, two curved eyebrows soothing and low, but this eyebrow not only did not add a sense of decadence, but added a little docility and softness.

She held a bamboo-handled broom in her hand and swept out a narrow path behind her.

The snow was so deep that she buried her clothes, shoes, and socks in the snow, and from a distance, it seemed like a person coming from the snow.

The princess was slightly distracted, but only for a moment, she raised her chin and said to the palace people beside her:

"Who is that man? This snow is so beautiful, how did she sweep it away? Go and call her! ”

The palace man leaned forward to accept the order, stepped forward and whispered a few words to the woman, the woman was slightly stunned, turned around and saw that it was the princess, stood the broom aside, shook the snow on her body again, and knelt on the ground.

The princess lowered her eyes slightly, held the stove in her hand, and asked arrogantly, "What is your name?" Who told you to clear the snow? ”

She bowed again and dipped her forehead in the snow: "Back to the princess, the slave maid is called Rusong." I don't know that the princess came here to enjoy the snow and disturb the princess Yaxing. ”

Everyone was stunned at first when they heard this, she was born such a cold and beautiful woman, but her voice was so dry and hoarse. Just as he was feeling sorry, the cat in the hands of the palace maid on the side suddenly screamed as if frightened, broke free from the arms of the palace people and pounced forward.

The princess doesn't like to read, and she always has to hold the cat to go to school.

But the cat ran not normally, it was running with a rolling belt, turning its belly, foaming at the mouth and looking very strange. The princess was horrified.

The crowd panicked, only to hear the princess tugging at the attendants on both sides: "Catch that evil beast quickly!" ”

But this cat is like an evil spirit, everyone is afraid that it is a plague, even a demon law, even if the princess gives an order, no one dares to step forward.

The cat was furious, unable to stand still, and pounced on the princess, and at the last moment, there was nowhere to hide, and the cat rose into the air and pounced on the princess's pink face.

The princess's heart instantly rose to her throat, but a pair of hands stopped her face a moment before the cat's paw.

I saw that the palace man who was called Ru Song pulled the cat back with one hand, held it in his arms, and kept comforting the kitten with his slender and white fingers. It didn't take long for the cat to settle down, squinting its eyes, even as if it was about to fall asleep.

"What's wrong with this evil beast! Crazy? The princess stroked her chest and looked at Ru Song in horror.

At this moment, the snow is blowing, such as Song but quiet as a lake, there is even a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at the cat with a gentle face, gently soothing it.

"Princess," Ru Song said, turning around, "the cat is just sick, and the weather is cold and changes suddenly, and the princess should also be careful of the cold." ”

Hearing this, everyone's hearts were calmer, and they knew that there were many wronged souls in the deep palace, as long as it wasn't wronged souls who were in trouble and sick, there was nothing to be afraid of.

The princess also breathed a sigh of relief: "In that case, find someone to deal with this cat!" lest the next time you get sick and disturb the holy drive. ”

As she spoke, she was about to leave, and the little palace maid on the side hurriedly stepped forward: "Princess, Fu Ning is a birthday gift from the Queen Mother before she died." ”

The princess is less than a pamper, and the monarch has more than a dozen children, but there is only this one daughter, so she is pampered in a thousand ways, and she is very careful.

Thinking of this, the princess paused, and the scene of the imperial grandmother's deathbed appeared in her mind again, she said, "Hello, you were born lonely, you don't even have a bosom sister, grandmother gave you a kitten, you treat her well, and ask her to accompany you instead of grandmother."

She was born without a mother, and her grandmother was the most sincere and best person to her in this deep palace except for her father.

She turned her head and looked at Ru Song with some disgust: "You hold the cat and go back to my princess's mansion with me!" ”

Ru Song bowed his head and promised, watching the little girl in front of him walk in front of him, the skirt under his feet was like a mille-feuille petal blooming in winter. She was a little stunned.

Suddenly, Xin Yi stopped in place, and she glanced at Ru Song in some surprise-

Why is this person so warm around him?

Her tranquil body fragrance, like a natural incense, makes people calm and relaxed.

But the princess only glanced at it, then withdrew her eyes, and continued to stride forward with a cold face.

It was late at night, and everyone sighed that Ru Song, who was still a miscellaneous palace maid in the morning, received a notice to go to the princess's mansion in the evening.

It's just that although the princess's mansion does fine work, because the princess has a big temper, she is good at killing, which is not necessarily a good thing.

Ru Song gently unbuttoned her clothes, took off the hosta inlaid with emeralds in her hair, and slid the green silk to her waist, she looked at the bucket reflecting her slender figure, and her eyes gradually faded away.

Such a good face can be regarded as outstanding in a woman, but if it is born in a man, I don't know how many disasters will be born.

Her bodice was only a thin layer, and when she had finished bathing, she applied many ointments, some of which were painful, and she endured them with a frown.

When everything was ready, the maid came to call her, saying that the princess must be accompanied by a cat to sleep.

In the middle of the night, the cold air was everywhere, such as Song standing in front of the princess door wrapped in thin cotton clothes and holding a cat, but listening to a lazy voice inside, he said slowly:

"You just hold Funing at the door! What if it gets sick again! ”

Ru Song's eyes were lowered, and he said yes in a low voice, then knelt in front of the door, closed his eyes and said no more.