Long live Emperor Wu!

Chapter 11 Who is he?
After everyone had gone away, Wu Rou dared to look up.

Among the crowd, only the back of a young woman with cloudy hair could be seen.

She was sitting on a sedan chair carried by four people. The top of the sedan chair was embroidered with green peonies. She had slender shoulders and a gooseneck. She was thin and not exposed. The green gauze and dark patterned shawl was wrapped loosely around her body, fluttering gently in the breeze. , disappeared as the honor guard turned past the palace wall.

Just as Wu Rou was about to ask who it was, she saw a palace maid turning out from the corner and waving to them.

Wu Rou was stunned and didn't dare to move.

Xiaoqu pointed to the tip of his nose, silently opened his mouth and said "Me?". When the palace maid nodded, he said to Wu Rou:

"Miss Wu, please wait for me here first. Don't wander around. If someone asks, don't be afraid. Just show the fish charm to others."

Wu Rou nodded obediently.

Xiao Qu walked quickly and saw the palace maid turning the corner with him. Judging from the look, it seemed that the palace maid who had just passed by had something to ask him.

The sun above her head was a bit strong, so she raised her hands to cover her head and hid in the shade next to her.

There are flower bushes as tall as a person growing on the roadside, which look like roses, but are fuller and more beautiful than roses. The green leaves and red flowers are in full bloom, spreading all the way, leaving a small shade under the scorching sun.

She was looking at the far corner in a daze when she suddenly heard someone whisper:
"come over."

It was the voice of a young man, slightly breathy, and seemed a little anxious.

Wu Rou shivered in fright. Although there was no one around, the voice sounded very close. She couldn't help but look at the flowers next to her and thought: Could it be that the flower became a spirit and was talking to her?
"Move, I can't reach you." The voice said again, a clean and pure young man's voice, gentle and anxious, which made people feel the heartbeat.

Wu Rou couldn't help but blush because of her imagination. She followed the sound and finally saw the source of the sound through the gap in the vines when she squatted down.

Even if there were flowers blocking his view, Wu Rou could be sure that there was a beautiful child opposite the flower wall. He was lying on the ground, stretching his arms to reach a black cat.

The black cat happened to be facing her, with its lower body stuck in the gap between the vines. It had been stuck for who knows how long. It couldn't move or bark. It just sat there, squinting its eyes in pain.

The moment the young man saw Wu Rou, he was a little panicked. Starlight seemed to flash across his already bright eyes, and he froze there as if he had done something wrong.

Wu Rou smiled at him and said:
"I'll help you. My arms are longer than yours. Just wait for me."

After saying that, she stood up, held her skirt and looked around at the length of the flower wall, found the nearest distance, and ran over.

Opposite the flower wall, the boy had stood up straight and looked at the cat's position without saying a word.

Wu Rou only saw his side face, then she directly picked up her skirt and lay on the ground to pick at the flowers.

In fact, the distance outside was shorter, but it was a pity that the place where the cat was tied could not be seen. Wu Rou tried her best to separate the stumbling rattan and pulled the black cat out.

"Here you go." She picked up the black cat by the scruff of its neck and handed it to the boy.

The boy took the black cat with both hands and held it in his arms, his movements gentle and skillful.

He was obviously a head lower than her, and he was still a child, but his focused and calm look made him look like an adult taking care of young children, giving him a reassuring and powerful temperament.

Wu Rou smiled involuntarily and asked:
"Is this your cat?"

There was a thin layer of sweat on the boy's forehead, and his healthy skin was shining in the sun.He didn't raise his head, just said "hmm" softly, and casually checked the injuries on the cat's body.

Perhaps the sore spot was touched. The kitten, which had been as quiet as death just now, suddenly stretched out its sharp claws and scratched a bloody mark on the back of the young man's hand.

Wu Rou's face suddenly darkened, and she frowned and said:

"A cat is a beast that never knows how to be grateful. You should cut off its nails before raising it." The young man raised his eyes leisurely and glanced at Wu Rou. His eyes were noble, which perfectly expressed his disapproval. ,explain:
"The sharp claws are the basis of its survival. If you cut them off, wouldn't it cut off its ability to make a living on its own?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and carefully changed the position of holding the cat, and said softly:
"...You raise a cat because you love it. If you harm it for your own convenience, it would be better not to raise it."

Wu Rou's heart was touched. She didn't know why she thought of herself and the question she had been thinking about when she suffered:

Why don’t women have a way to make a living independently?If only there was one thing, she and her mother and sisters wouldn't have to rely on others, and they wouldn't be bullied to that point.

Who are we to raise a cat that has its claws cut off and can only live by begging for food?

At this time, Wu Rou really observed this young man and asked in his heart: Who is he?
It looked like he was only about ten years old.

He had very dark, thick hair tied into a heavy bun on top of his head.

Perhaps it was difficult to take care of. The two-finger-wide hairband was wrapped in many layers. The end of the moon-white hairband hung down behind her head and reached to her shoulders. It fluttered gently in the wind, giving it a kind of quiet beauty.

This kind of word should be used for women, but for some reason it doesn't feel out of place when used for him.

Maybe it's because his hair is so beautiful, Wu Rou thought.

He kept looking down at the cat, his brows were clear, gentle and introverted, and the figure standing there was more like a fairy boy with a crane, standing there quietly for people to kneel and worship.

Wu Rou has never seen such a heartwarming child.

Even though there was a ditty in front of her to prepare her for the maturity of the people in the palace, the child in front of her was not only mature, but also had a hint of immortality.

Wu Rou speculated in her heart: Those who can appear in this harem are nothing more than the prince, grandson, or the clan members of the Li family who come to the palace.

There was no one following him. Although the round-necked robe he wore looked expensive, there was a small patch on his shoulder, which you couldn't tell without looking carefully.But princes and grandsons will never wear patched clothes...

"His Royal Highness King Jin."

……Bar? !
When Xiao Qu came back, Wu Rou's eyes widened in shock, and then she quickly followed Xiao Qu's lead and bowed.

She knew about Prince Jin. Xiaoqu told her that he was the ninth among the princes. He was ten years old this year. He was the third son of Empress Changsun and the younger brother of the current Crown Prince.

"She is the newly recruited Wu girl in the palace. She doesn't understand the rules yet. Didn't she offend His Highness?" Xiao Qu excused her.

After Jin Wang Li Shan heard this, he raised his eyes and looked at Wu Rou again, seemed to understand, and said calmly:
"No, she helped me save Bell."

The bell must be the black cat he is holding in his arms.

"That's good. I brought her to the Taiji Palace today to check out a few palaces. I happened to meet Empress Chongrong to ask questions, so I was delayed for a while."

Xiaoqu raised his eyes as he spoke. Seeing that he was alone, he asked:

"Why is there no one waiting for you, Your Highness? Do you want me to call a few people over?"

"No need, I just sent them to look for the cat, and it will be here soon. You can go and get busy." Although Li Shan's voice was childish, the tone of the superior could not be questioned at all.

"Yes." Xiao Qu responded, took two steps back, winked at Wu Rou, turned around and left.Wu Rou followed suit and quickly followed.

Li Shan looked at the two of them leaving and frowned in distress:

Someone saw me lying on the ground just now, so embarrassing... But that person also lied down. I guess he is not a particularly particular person, so he shouldn't feel that it is disrespectful in front of others, right?

(End of this chapter)