Immortal Loves Cat Also

Qingwu quietly breathed a sigh of relief and hoped that Wen Yue would ask fewer questions in the future, otherwise, she really couldn't be sure when she would reveal her secret.

Fortunately, Wen Yue seldom talked to her after that. Most of the time he was reading books or dealing with letters and account books sent by the bodyguard. At first, Qingwu could sit there honestly. Later, he was really bored. He quietly took a book and read it. Most of the time, he curled up in the corner to sleep.

In this way, the whole person doesn't have any spirit. Either he can't sit completely, or he becomes more and more lazy. If he can lie down, he will never sit. Fortunately, Wen Yue didn't say anything about her, so Qingwu lay more and more willful.

After the fox, there were no ghosts on the road. On the fifth day, the carriage finally arrived at its destination.

Instead of staying in the inn, Wen Yue went directly to a yard.

"When will the Wulin meeting begin?" Qingwu stood beside the carriage, stretched his waist, and looked at Wen Yue who had just got off the carriage behind him.

She didn't feel so uncomfortable when she stayed in the carriage as a cat for nearly half a month. After only five days in the carriage, she felt that her bones were going to be suffocated.

Wen Yue walked past her and left a sentence: "three days later."

"There are three days left." Qingwu muttered and followed Wen Yue into the yard. At the gate of the yard, the housekeeper waited for him to lead the way. From time to time, Qingwu whispered something to Wen Yue. Qingwu was not interested in their conversation and went straight over Wen Yue to the inside.

"Master, this......" the housekeeper looked at the girl and said with some hesitation.

Wen Yue took a faint look and took back his sight: "nothing, let her go."

"Yes." The housekeeper answered respectfully, lowered his head, and was surprised by the flash in his eyes. He only regarded Wen Yue's words as infinite connivance to the silver haired woman, but he didn't dare to guess too much.

They can never ask more about the master, especially their master's identity. They can't even think more. If they think more, they won't live long.

The yard was not big. Qingwu soon strolled the whole yard and finally stopped by the lake in the garden. There were many fish in the lake. In Qingwu's eyes, it was all her food in the future.

When Wen Yue and the housekeeper came here, they saw her fiddling with a weeping willow in the water.

"Do you want fish?"

Qingwu was thinking about whether to eat roast fish or fish soup in the evening. A warm voice sounded behind him.

She was startled. The weeping willow in her hand fell into the water. She stood up, looked at Wen Yue behind her, and subconsciously asked, "how did you come here?"

"Do you want fish?" Wen Yue didn't answer her question, but asked again.

Qingwu blinked, hesitated and nodded. Finally, he didn't forget to add: "I haven't eaten fish for several days."

She has never eaten fish since she stood by Wen Yue.

When she was in the carriage, once Qingwu couldn't help asking Wen Yue if she could eat Wen Xiaomiao's fish. As a result, Wen Yue only got a cold look, and she could only smell the smell of dried fish, but she didn't dare to take it secretly.

Who called Wen Yue sat next to the drawer where the dried fish were kept. When he slept at night, he slept shallow again, and Qingwu couldn't move any more.