Immortal Loves Cat Also

"Meow ~" Qingwu cried softly, and then his body fell down in Wen Yue's arms. He didn't even have the strength to lift his claws. He had to wrap his tail around his wrist and rub it like a spoiled child.

"Meow!" I just want to show you something. Qingwu said softly. He also felt that his tone was wrong. He glared at Wen Yue fiercely and shook his head to avoid his hand.

But Wen Yue didn't give up, so he twisted her ears, and his mood suddenly improved a lot.

"Where are you taking us?"

"Meow!" Just come with me! Qingwu looked at him angrily and motioned him to let go.

Wen Yue paused for a moment, his face showing some reluctance to give up, but he still loosened his hand.

As soon as he let go, Qingwu immediately jumped out of his arms. Without looking back, he shouted at them and ran to the palace he went to last night.

"Follow up." With a smile in his eyes, Wen Yue said to the king emperor and took the lead in brushing his sleeves and following up.

Knowing that there were people behind her, Qingwu didn't directly climb over the wall, but followed the path of memory. After walking for a while, she heard a lot of footsteps behind her. She quickly stopped and turned to look at the king.

"What's the matter? Why don't you go? " The king emperor asked puzzled, looked around and asked, "is it here?"

Qingwu remembered that Jingdi didn't understand him at all, so he looked at Wen Yue and said, "meow ~" don't let so many people follow.

It's always bad for too many people to know. With so many eyes, what if someone reveals the matter and spreads it into the female ghost's ear as soon as they turn around?

"Let them wait here." Wen Yue glanced at emperor Jing and said faintly.

Jingdi didn't ask much, and directly ordered the people behind him: "you are all waiting here."

"Yes." All the palace people took their lives and really waited here and didn't follow up.

Qingwu was relieved and took Jingdi and Wen Yue around several corners. Before they reached their destination, Jingdi in the back asked, "Wen Xiaomiao, what are you taking us to the cold palace for?"

Qingwu didn't bother to answer him, but muttered in his heart that this was a cold palace. No wonder there was so much yin.

When concubine Rou came to the Palace last night, Qingwu stopped, stood at the door and looked inside. When she saw that mother Jiang's body was still curled up at the foot of the table, she turned back and called Wen Yue and Jingdi in.

"What are you doing here?" When Emperor Jing saw Mother Jiang's body, he just frowned slightly and asked puzzled.

This is the cold palace. It's normal to die one or two palace ladies. Jingdi just thought about it, so he couldn't help saying, "this is the cold palace. It's nothing to die one or two people. Wen Xiaomiao, you don't have to care too much."

He mistakenly thought that Qingwu suddenly saw the dead, so he brought him and Wen Yue in panic.

But Wen Yue on one side obviously didn't think so. He squatted down and looked at mother Jiang's body, stood up and looked at the jar on the table. Just about to touch it, Qingwu saw his action, jumped onto the table and beat his hand back.

"Meow!" Don't touch it! Qingwu glared at him.

Wen Yue withdrew his hand and was dumb, but he saw that the tension in her eyes was still very useful. He didn't touch the jar, but asked her, "what does this have to do with concubine Rou?"

"Princess Rou?" When Emperor Jing heard that Wen Yue mentioned concubine Rou, he immediately looked at him and at Qingwu. Obviously, he was waiting for her to explain.