Cat Lord is ready to be captured

Chapter 2 Ah Rao, I want to make a promise with my body

In the summer of the 29th year of Great Liang, peonies were in full bloom in Wen Guogong's mansion.

The summer solstice is approaching, just in time for the scorching heat, the battle report came from the frontier pass, Yiling Pass was defeated, Wei Pinghou died in battle, the funeral report was sent to Duke Wen's mansion, Seventh Miss Jing Si was so mourned that she fell into a coma .

In the middle of the night, the dim yellow and dim candle light flickered, the half-opened wooden window was blown by a light breeze, and the lavender brocade tassels were rolled up.

In the bed of Chenxiang ancient wood, the woman closed her eyes tightly, which made the nightmare startled at night, and she couldn't sleep on her pillow. She was lying on her side, hugging her knees, her eyelashes were wet with sweat.

In the dream, people are faint,

At that time, at the beginning of spring, catkins were flying in the west of the city, disturbing a pool of hibiscus in full bloom.

The woman raised her head, staring at the figure on the bridge: "Who are you?"

She frowned, as if dissatisfied with being blocked.

He said, "My name is Chu Yu."

His voice is a little reserved, a little cautious, and the man's voice is very nice.

Taking a slight step back, her eyebrows were undisguisedly alienated: "Why are you blocking my way?"

He was a little hasty, raised his eyes, and although he spoke incoherently, he said loudly, "I'm here to find you."

It was only then that she saw his appearance clearly, his handsome face was actually a man's, those eyes, how seductive, yet so clear, the black and white silhouette, all reflected her appearance.

She can be shocked with just one glance. If she has seen it, she will never forget it.The woman smiled half-smile, with crooked eyebrows: "I don't know you, why are you looking for me?"

He hesitated a little, and said: "Five years ago, by the river in the west of the city, you saved my life, and I should promise you with my body."

The tone of voice is like splitting silk and breaking jade, and every word is clanging.

He said, promise with his body.

It's not like a joke, she was so serious that she wouldn't be careless at all, and her words became a bit colder: "I've decided to live my life, and I hope Chang Shan's son will speak his own words."

It's not that she has heard of Chang Shan's son Chu Yu, but, except for his stunning appearance, she only knows that this pampered son is extremely noble, but also unfathomable.

Only, estrangement, at that time, she had already entered the camp of the Eastern Palace, conspired with the crown prince, and it would be a matter of time before she became the crown prince's concubine.

After the words fell, there was a long silence, until the dazzling light in his eyes dimmed, and he said: "A Rao, I'm late, am I?"

The voice trembled a little.

I'm late, aren't I?
She shook her head, walked past him, and couldn't help frowning. She didn't remember saving people by the river in the west of the city, but she met a cat who could only scratch and lick people.

At that time, she was only about ten years old, and her stature had not yet grown beyond the willow tree on the west side of the city.

"Where is this cat from?"

The cat that fell out of nowhere from the tree fell into her arms.

"Meow."

The dirty cat, screaming weakly, writhed restlessly in her arms, the blood gurgling from its front feet stained her skirt in a short while,
Rubbing its head, she took out a plain brocade handkerchief, clumsily wrapped it around and around, on the handkerchief, embroidered two characters, Ah Rao.

"Meow."

"It hurts?" She couldn't help but soften her voice when she moved her hands slightly, "Hey, don't move around."

This little thing really doesn't move.

She smiled: "For the sake of you shed so much blood, this apricot cake is cheap for you."

She pinched a piece of hot apricot cake and fed it to the cat's mouth.

"Meow."

"Don't lick my hand." In the middle of the night, there were very few people walking by the river, only the girl's cheerful voice was heard: "Hey, let me see if you are male or female."

The cat was raised by one leg...

The girl laughed louder: "Don't lick me anymore, it's hard for a father and mother to kiss each other."

"Meow~"

Well, a very shy cry.

Scene after scene, like a dream, like an ancient opera, sung in the distance.

In the dream, she remembered that the man she met was called Chu Yu.

In the dream, the cat's eyes were slightly blue.

"Miss Seven."

"Miss Seven."

Who was calling her, she couldn't open her eyes, and was entangled in scenes of old memories.

In front of the bed, a woman with a maid bun approached and gently shook the woman in the nightmare: "Miss Seven, Miss Seven, wake up."

She murmured continuously in her dreams, her voice was intermittent, making it hard to hear clearly.

The girl serving in front of the bed hurriedly ran out: "Quickly report to Madam, Seventh Miss is critically ill."

The bad news came from Wei Pinghou's residence. In one day, Seventh Miss Jing Si fell ill and had a persistent fever.

In the middle of the night, it was already three o'clock, and there was a sound outside the main courtyard.

"Who is making noise outside?"

The woman in the cloak came out in her early thirties, as weak as a willow, and very beautiful.

This is the wife of Wen Guogong Xiao Fengyao, Liu's Yuemei, the concubine of the Zhengliu Mansion of the Hanlin Academy.

Outside the door, an elderly nanny approached: "Mrs. Hui, she is a girl from Jingheyuan."

Liu Yueyou raised her eyebrows: "Oh?"

Mother An said again: "It is said that the master in Jinghe's courtyard has contracted a serious disease and has been feverish for several days but has not recovered. So I am begging the Duke of the State to send someone to the palace to invite the imperial physician to come and see her."

The person living in Jinghe's courtyard is the daughter-in-law of the Duke's mansion. Although she is delicate and fleshy, but without the support of Marquis Wei Ping, she cannot be respected by people.

"Now the Duke is resting, you send someone to go to the palace." Liu Yuezhen gathered the mink velvet cloak around her shoulders.

"Ma'am," Nanny An was puzzled, Madam had always been at odds with the master of Jinghe Courtyard, and Marquis Wei Ping was gone, why bother to be polite to that orphan girl.

Mrs. Liu brought the teacup from the hand of the maid, and buckled it calmly: "Yesterday, I heard from the Duke of the State that Chang Shan's son Chang Shan in the Qinnan Palace is seriously ill. I am afraid that the imperial physicians in the palace are all going to Qinnan right now." The Nanwang Mansion has asked for a doctor."

Whether to ask or not is due to the attitude of the lady of the country. Whether she can invite the imperial physician or not depends on the ability of the Jingheyuan.

Nanny An naturally understood: "Madam's words are reasonable."

In this way, even if the Duke asked about it, he could only blame the little master for his poor fortune and lack of luck.

Liu Yueying took a sip of tea: "It's rare for the Duke to take a bath, so don't let the idlers disturb the cleanliness."

Mother An understood: "Slave maid, let that girl live in peace."

That night, the high fever persisted, except for the master in Wen Guogong's mansion and the courtyard, there was also a delicate and expensive master who also contracted a serious disease.

This is very anxious to the masters and slaves of the Qinnan Palace.

Prince Qinnan was furious, and shouted with a blushing face, "What's wrong with my son?"

In the room, the imperial physicians who were kneeling on the ground were all sweating and trembling, and they couldn't help it. This prince with a different surname was really not to be messed with.

Lord Shoujiang of the Supreme Hospital wiped his sweat with his sleeve: "Don't worry, my lord, as long as you give the prince the fire ganoderma, the heat will subside."

King Qinnan frowned, "It's best." The eagle eyes raised slightly, "Otherwise, this king will stew you and the fire ganoderma in the same pot."

"..." A group of imperial physicians were silent like cicadas, lying on the ground, all trembling, this lord, is really violent and capricious.

At this time.

"A Rao."

Prince Qinnan's son, who had been in a coma for a long time on the bed, was talking in his dreams intermittently, with his eyes closed tightly, not seeing the usual demon treatment, but more morbidly soft and beautiful.

"A Rao..."

　The wedge is a flashback, Chapter 1 is the beginning of rebirth

　　I'm here as promised, are you there?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)