"Meow~"

Cha Jiu saw that Zong Yue was still a little depressed, so he jumped out of his arms, ran to the small bushes on the side, and pouted his ass and turned over.

Zong Yue looked at her movements curiously: "What are you looking for?" ”

Cha Jiu pulled it for a long time, and finally turned out the golden juju that rolled into the small bush, but was not found by Xiaoyun, and brought it to Zong Yue.

Zong Yue raised his eyebrows: "Do you want me to play with you?" ”

Cha Jiu glanced at him and wagged his tail.

- Wrong, I'm playing with you.

For the sake of you being a son of luck, I can reluctantly give you the treatment that Xiaoyun doesn't have.

Zong Yue picked up the juju, and when he saw the cat's cute appearance, he had the idea of teasing.

He deliberately hid the small Keju in his big palm and made a feint of throwing the ball.

Cha Jiu's head drew a half-arc in the air with his movements, looked at the air for a while, and then turned back to look at him.

Zong Yue blinked: "I threw it away, go pick it up." ”

Cha Jiu: "......"

Never mind.

Cha Jiu pursed the cat's mouth and rushed to the empty grass, pretending to be busy, looking around for the Keju that had not been thrown.

Then he returned to Zong Yue's side, and the cat pupil was dazed, as if to say:

Where did you throw it, how could I not find it?

After repeating such a small game a few times, Cha Jiu was already out of breath and tired at Zong Yue's feet.

The corners of Zong Yue's lips couldn't suppress the smile anymore, and she rubbed her little head: "What a stupid cat." ”

The messy tea with his hair rubbed: "......"

You're not bad, silly lord.

But fortunately, Zong Yue's mood is finally much better with the naked eye.

He re-hung the cleaned amber pendant around Cha Jiu's neck.

"Wear this pendant, and if you get lost in the future, I'll have to use this chain to recognize you."

Zong Yue half-jokingly.

……

Song Hui dared to attack Cha Jiu, and he had already touched Zong Yue's scales.

Although Zong Yue did not execute him, he ordered someone to cut off his right hand and rush back to Jiangnan with Xiao Wei.

He also took back all the real estate, shops, and other belongings that were given to the Wei family in Jiangnan, so that Xiao Wei could taste what it was to be truly free from the protection and assistance of the royal government.

Xiao Wei returned to Jiangnan with his disabled son, found that his wealth had been lost, his life was embarrassing, and he fell into despair completely.

As for Song Zhili, Zong Yue had long seen through her hypocrisy.

"This king can give you two choices, one, enter the palace to be His Majesty's concubine, and second, go back to Jiangnan and never enter Beijing."

Zong Yue sat in his position, indifferently staring at Song Zhili who was kneeling on the ground.

Song Zhili's heart was full of thoughts, and he hesitated how to phrase it: "I ......"

"You only get one chance to make a choice, so don't say those nice things." Zong Yue mercilessly exposed her clumsy acting skills that she still wanted to act.

Song Zhili bit her lip and finally confessed her ambitions: "I want to enter the palace." ”

If you can't marry the regent, then marry the emperor.

It is still unknown who will end up in the hands of this world, but if she returns to Jiangnan, she will never have the opportunity to be above 10,000 people.

Zong Yue sneered: "Compared with greedy people, this king hates hypocritical fools more. ”

Song Zhili happened to account for all three.

Her face turned red and white.

That night, Zong Yue sent Song Zhili to the palace.

The little emperor only sent an eyeliner to his side when Zong Yue was not eager for Song Zhili, and after half a cup of tea, he hurriedly left with his pants.

He was even more infatuated with the Lin beauty sent by his maternal ancestor Lin's family.

Na Lin Beauty is hot, and she is even more amorous in bed, which makes him very addicted.

During this time, the emperor fought fiercely night and night, almost to the point where he drank deer blood ginseng soup to replenish qi at a young age.

When the news was transmitted back to the Regent's Mansion, Zong Yue was painting a portrait of Cha Jiu.

The deep winter has arrived, and it is difficult to find a warm day of sunshine, so Cha Jiu will lie under the pear blossom tree to bask in the sun and go to the cold.

Zong Yue saw that she was snow-white nested in the golden fallen leaves, and her hair was shining with soft light, like a piece of soft and delicious osmanthus cake, so she became interested and moved the pen, ink, paper and inkstone to the pavilion to paint for her.

Several winter butterflies fluttered around Cha Jiu, as if teasing her, stopping on the top of her head and the tip of her nose from time to time.

Cha Jiu sneezed several times from the powder on the butterfly.

She was about to stretch out her claws to swing the butterfly away, when she heard a low, magnetic voice ringing in the octagonal pavilion: "Don't move. ”

Cha Jiu paused, and his claws stopped in mid-air.

"Meow~" Okay, okay? I'm tired of holding my hands!

Zong Yue was amused by her cute appearance, and quickly hooked the last few strokes, and a lifelike picture of cats and butterflies was completed.

"Alright, put your hands down."

Cha Jiu stopped being exposed to the sun, ran over and threw himself into Zong Yue's arms, asking him to hold himself to see the freshly baked painting.

Zong Yue's brushstrokes are very delicate, vividly depicting the lazy and luxurious atmosphere of the cat when lying on its stomach, as well as the naïve and cute posture when fluttering butterflies.

And it's very realistic, anyone who sees this painting, and then sees Cha Jiu, can recognize that it's the same cat.

Cha Jiu nodded in satisfaction.

Zong Yue said: "There is still one last step left. ”

Cha Jiu: "Meow? ”

After that, Zong Yue picked up the cat's paw of Chajiu, dipped it in paint, and pressed a small plum blossom mark on the inscription on the painting.

He smiled: "That's it." ”

"Meow." Cha Jiu quietly smeared the paint on the claws on the sleeves of Zong Yue's robe.

Yun An came through the corridor, his face was serious, and he reported the news in the palace.

There is nothing surprising that the little emperor indulges in beauty.

In the past, when the queen mother was still in the palace, for the sake of his physical growth, she issued an order not to allow the harem concubines to sleep.

But for most of the month, the Queen Mother has been sick and unable to control it, and the emperor is naturally retaliating to indulge her long-suppressed desires.

But this second thing is intriguing.

The Queen Mother returned to the palace.

Cha Jiu looked down at his cat body, and complained to the system: "I'm here, who did the emperor find to go back to the palace instead of me?" ”

Yun An also said: "Before I went to Taiqing Building to investigate, I didn't see any trace of the Queen Mother at all. But it was indeed the Queen Mother herself who sat in the carriage back to the palace yesterday. ”

Cha Jiu: "It's not me, thank you." ”

Zong Yue sat on the stone table and lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, he said slowly: "Changing your face, or even finding someone who looks similar, these are not things that can't be done. You continue to track down the whereabouts of the Queen Mother, and don't talk to anyone. ”

If the news of the queen mother's disappearance spreads, the former dynasty and the harem will be chaotic, and the people will have a lot of speculation, which is not conducive to the image of the royal family.

Yun An should have been, and was about to leave to continue the investigation, but was stopped by Zong Yue.

"You can check this matter tomorrow, there is a private banquet in the house today, you stay and have a good meal with Yunkang and them."

Yun An suddenly patted his head: "Today is the prince's birthday banquet, but my subordinates have forgotten it." ”