After becoming the emperor's cat

Chapter 4

Fu Qingyu lay in Leng Yunlin's arms, had an idea, pretended to be loving, and let out a "meow".

He reached out and patted his chest.

Leng Yunlin seemed to be very useful, and said with a smile: "Amiao, do you remember that when you were young, you always played with me and sometimes grabbed me, but you gradually calmed down later, I really miss you."

Although he said something funny, there was something deep in his eyes.

Can this be fooled?

Fu Qingyu suddenly felt that if the Great Yan Dynasty was handed over to this tyrant, wouldn't the country really be destroyed?

Leng Yunlin didn't know what was going on in Fu Qingyu's mind, so he carried him to the outer hall and strode to the outer hall. After giving the order "Pass the meal", the maids and eunuchs from the imperial dining room filed in and started serving the meal.

There were only 24 dishes, six staple foods and two bowls of soup and four dishes of snacks on the large table. The eunuch tested the poison one by one with a silver needle and a silver medal, and then took a bite of each. After confirming that nothing happened, he bowed and left.

Only Leng Yunlin and Fu Qingyu were left in the hall, which seemed a bit empty. Fu Qingyu was placed on the small cushion at the corner of the table, thinking thoughtfully, this tyrant did not act extravagantly.

In front of him were eight dishes in small jade bowls, all of which were for cats, while Leng Yunlin only ate sixteen dishes.

There were not many dishes in the small bowl, and Fu Qingyu saw the silver fish closest to him at a glance.

Seeing Leng Yunlin lift the chopsticks, Fu Qingyu buried his head in the small bowl and began to eat. He was actually a little awkward. After all, he ate very politely before and was well-educated by a family member.

Now it can only be eaten directly with the mouth.

But in a hurry and delicious food first, Fu Qingyu didn't stick to the form, just took a bite and chewed carefully.

After the small silver fish was cooked by the imperial chef, all the delicious flavors in the ingredients were stimulated, and it was extremely tender after a bite. Fu Qingyu was so happy to eat that his tail flicked unconsciously, and even his mouth unconsciously let out a pleasant meowing sound.

Leng Yunlin ate very fast, like a whirling cloud. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Ah Miao's joy in eating, and ate more.

He doesn't pay much attention to appetite, but he also controls to eat the same amount of each dish, so that people can't see his preference.

Fu Qingyu ate a few bites of the small fish, and then ate the minced chicken. The chicken was beaten into pieces, but it was crispy after a bite. Although the taste was light, it was delicious.

The same goes for the rest of the dishes.

Fu Qingyu was used to being full, and it was the same for being a cat. After eating, he took a few mouthfuls of warm water to rinse his mouth, and lay down on the spot without moving.

Leng Yunlin also just finished eating. After putting down his chopsticks, he reached out to Fu Qingyu.

Fu Qingyu thought that he was going to hug her, so she adjusted her posture, but unexpectedly, he stretched out his hand to pinch her abdomen, and rubbed it: "Amiao ate a lot today, do you want silver fish for dinner?"

It was very strange to knead the soft abdomen, Fu Qingyu had never been kneaded like this before.

But he couldn't resist. After all, Leng Yunlin had been in love with the orange cat for so many years, and he couldn't resist it.

But Leng Yunlin seemed to be addicted to touching, or to help him digest, he was rubbing gently. On the one hand, Fu Qingyu felt weird, and on the other hand, he lay down because of the irresistible comfort, and purred.

It's a pity not to serve people with this massage technique.

Fu Qingyu didn't want to degenerate, but I don't know because he is now in the cat's body, contaminated with the cat's habits, he can't resist Leng Yunlin's touch at all.

"You have been away all these years, do you have children?" Leng Yunlin asked, "If you have, you can bring them into the palace, and I will take good care of them."

This person really loves houses and crows, he even wants to raise the children of the orange cat.

However, he was also a little curious as to whether the orange cat had any children.

You can't be a libertine, can you?

Leng Yunlin seemed to be used to talking to the cat to himself, and he didn't care if he didn't respond. He picked Fu Qingyu up and went to the bedroom, with a little eunuch behind him to clean up the leftovers.

Originally, Leng Yunlin didn't have the habit of taking a nap. After all, he was young and energetic, but the orange cat used to take a nap after lunch, so Leng Yunlin stayed with him.

Fu Qingyu was indeed drowsy, but when he saw Leng Yunlin carrying him to the dragon bed, he suddenly remembered the bed curtain that he had scratched, and struggled hastily.

"What happened?" Leng Yunlin didn't know why.

Fu Qingyu yelled "meow meow" a few times, wishing he could speak out.

But Leng Yunlin could see it sooner or later. After Fu Qingyu was anxious for a while, he lay down again and flicked his tail. Anyway, Leng Yunlin regarded Ah Meow as a cat father, so what if he grabbed the bed curtain as a father.

Seeing that he was not moving, Leng Yunlin felt a little puzzled, but he understood after seeing the scratched curtain on the dragon couch.

He touched Ah Miao's head: "A Miao, is there a moth? It's okay to catch it, but you have to pay attention to your body."

"Meow." That's right!

There was no guilt left in Fu Qingyu's meowing.

The nine-foot wide golden nanmu carved bed, even though Leng Yunlin was tall and strong, felt empty even when he lay down. Fu Qingyu lay in the cat bed as soft as clouds, and watched Leng Yunlin take out the bed from the hidden compartment. A "Di Jian Tu Shuo" began to read.

This book was written by a famous minister of the former dynasty for the emperor who ascended the throne at the age of ten. There are two chapters in total. Be cruel and unkind, perverse.

The writing is from shallow to deep, and it is rich in pictures and texts, which is very suitable for young emperors to learn.

But Fu Qingyu looked at the tall and tall king, and it was too simple to read this book.

Involuntarily, I remembered that it was not easy for this person to be able to read since he was bullied since he was a child and hadn't read a book for a few days.

And after all, his birthday was at the beginning of March, and this tyrant, who was the same age as him, seemed to be a few months younger?

What did this tyrant grow up on? Every time Fu Qingyu thought of his not-so-mighty stature, he felt a little distressed.

He flicked his tail, covered his body, and took a nap with his eyes closed.

Fu Qingyu recharged his energy for the night's escape, and when he woke up again, he changed places and arrived at Zhengming Hall.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Leng Yunlin reviewing the memorial.

His brows were furrowed, and he looked very fierce.

Fu Qingyu is no stranger to memorials. After all, his father, as the prime minister on the left, often needs to hand over memorials, and often pulls him to discuss them.

But Fu Qingyu still wanted to read the notebooks of other officials.

So he walked out of the cat's nest and walked over on catwalks to have a look.

When Leng Yunlin noticed the movement, his frown relaxed, and he raised his hand to touch his head: "Ah, I'm awake, do you want some water?"

As soon as the words fell, Fu Qingyu felt a special feeling in his abdomen.

He... he wanted to go to the toilet.

It has been more than half a day since he turned into a cat. He drank little water, but he also drank some at noon, and he just wanted to urinate right now.

But how do cats urinate?Where is the clean room?

Leng Yunlin had already poured the cat a glass of warm water, but when Fu Qingyu saw the glass of water, he wanted to urinate even more.

He flicked his tail anxiously, and stomped on the table with his hind paws.

"Meow, what's wrong with you?"

Can't bear it.

Fu Qingyu swore that he had never been in such a mess before, he used his hind legs, jumped off the table, and ran outside.

Leng Yunlin hurriedly got up and chased after him. Fu Qingyu ran and watched, and suddenly found a wooden basin in the corner of the hall, with some debris in it, and a faint fragrance like tofu.

For some reason, Fu Qingyu felt that this was the toilet place that Leng Yunlin had prepared for the cat.

He couldn't take care of it now, jumped in in two or three steps, and squatted down according to his instinct——

When he looked up, he saw that Leng Yunlin had already chased him.

Leng Yunlin didn't say anything, his eyes lit up, and then he turned and left.

Fu Qingyu was ashamed and angry, almost crying.

But I can only hold back and let it out first.

Fortunately, Leng Yunlin was quite sensible, so he left by himself, otherwise Fu Qingyu would have made three cuts on his left cheek.

The wooden basin was very clean, and the sand made of bean curd residue was also very useful. After Fu Qingyu squatted halfway to solve it, he jumped out and shook his paw.

After the cat is convenient, it seems to be buried...

But Fu Qingyu really didn't want to bury her.

He didn't even want to look at it!

Fu Qingyu is in a terrible mood now.

Footsteps sounded, and Leng Yunlin left and returned, still holding a white and moist handkerchief.

It's for wiping his feet.

Fu Qingyu raised his front paws in dismay.

But Leng Yunlin directly picked him up, passed his forelegs and stretched back.

Wait, is he going to-