Swap, the involutionary regent palace fight also forced me to rebel

This cat has ink-colored patterns on its back, its neck and four paws are snow-white, its pair of golden eyes are wide open, and it is meowing.

Vaguely feeling that the cat looked familiar, but unable to remember where he had seen it before, Lingyu turned around and reported to Nan Yingzhi: "Your Majesty, it's a raccoon."

Cat slave?

Although she knew the modern name for cat, Nan Yingzhi was unable to react when she heard the ancient name.

She took a few steps forward and decided to translate "Li Nu" into modern Chinese on her own.

The cat has a spotted back and at first glance, looks like a short python.

When she saw its true appearance, Nan Yingzhi suddenly realized that Li Nu was actually a tabby cat.

I didn't expect that just one moment I was thinking about finding a cat or a dog to raise, and the next moment, a tabby cat appeared at the door of my house. It was such a pleasant surprise.

Thinking of keeping it, Nan Yingzhi bent down and called the cat softly: "Mimi~"

With Nan Yingzhi's magical operation, the man's voice was successfully transformed into a clip.

The cat seemed to be used to it. Not only was it not scared, but it also looked proud and calmly at Nan Yingzhi.

Lingyu was not prepared and her whole body trembled violently.

In order to win the cat's heart, Nan Yingzhi cleared her throat and made a "meow~".

Now, even the cat couldn't remain calm. It suddenly moved its ears back, its fur stood on end, and it ran towards the palace in panic.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Nan Yingzhi acted decisively, pulled Lingyu into the door, and then fastened the bolt with his backhand.

She put her hands behind her back, humming "Good Luck Comes" as she walked towards the mansion.

Looking for the cat that had sneaked in, Nan Yingzhi would occasionally add "Mimi, where are you~" into the song.

For some reason, "Mimi" did not show up and his ears were in pain. Lingyu felt that if he didn't find the cat, "Mi" would get angry.

Hard work pays off, and finally, a black shadow flashed by.

Unable to wait any longer, Ling Yu rushed over and hugged the cat: "Don't run!"

This cat was quite psychic. When caught by Ling Yu, it did not rush to escape. Instead, it narrowed its eyes and carefully felt the breath of this person.

After a moment, its eyes widened even more, and it not only meowed but also rubbed its feathers.

Ling Feng had just returned from the Imperial Master's Mansion. When he heard the noise, he opened the door and asked, "Why is there so much noise? What happened?"

Seeing Lingyu caught Mao, Nan Yingzhi slowly explained to Lingfeng: "There was a cat at the door. I wanted to keep it, but it kept running away. Now, I caught it."

"Hey," This cat is very similar to the one that the Imperial Master is holding, even the white hair on its chest is the same. Ling Feng had just seen that cat slave this morning, so he couldn't help but feel surprised, "This seems to be..."

The cat seemed to sense something. It curled its tail, looked back, and met Lingfeng's eyes.

Its round eyes suddenly turned into vertical pupils.

For some unknown reason, Lingfeng's memory of the cat disappeared in an instant, and no matter how he scratched his head, it was of no use.

After not getting an answer for a long time, Nan Yingzhi's curiosity was completely piqued, so she asked, "What is it?"

"Oops," Ling Feng slapped his forehead hard, looking embarrassed, "I wanted to say something, but I can't remember it all of a sudden!"

Nan Yingzhi understood the feeling of being unable to say the words, and did not force Lingfeng any further. She stretched out her claws towards the kitten again: "Mimi~"

Frightened by her call, the cat looked alert and shrank into Lingyu's arms.

The farewell banquet was lively, with the sound of toasts and clinking glasses, but it did not penetrate the thick palace walls, and there was silence in Zhuixia Palace.

It was dim under the lamp, and Yunji was concentrating on embroidering a purse stitch by stitch according to Lan Fu's instructions.

"Miss," Lan Fu was worried that Yun Ji would stay up late and feel unwell because of the cool night breeze. "It's already very late. Go to bed. It will be the same if you continue embroidering tomorrow."

"Wait a little longer." Yun Ji was still working and had already embroidered most of the work, so she didn't want to stop for a moment. "It will be quick."

Perhaps because she is more meticulous than ordinary people, Yun Ji is very dexterous. After being taught by Lan Fu only once, she is able to figure out the tricks of needlework.

In two or three strokes, Yun Ji finished the last stitch and the silk thread broke.

The purse is completed with a beaded belt and a lake-colored satin base.

There is a light white gardenia embroidered on the front and back, which looks delicate and small.

The stitches of gardenia are delicate, revealing a subtle aura, as if it naturally carries the fragrance of gardenia, making people feel relaxed physically and mentally at a glance.

"Wow! Your previous embroidery is not as good as this one!" Lan Fu exclaimed in amazement, "Especially these two gardenias, so lifelike!"

Feeling a little embarrassed by the compliment, Yun Ji said "you're too kind". He looked at it left and right, and was reluctant to put it down.

It’s a pity that gardenia does not bloom in this season, otherwise, you can grind the gardenia flowers into powder and sprinkle it in as spice, that would be a real sachet.

Yun Ji counted the days and was in a good mood.

In four days, he will be able to see Nan Yingzhi.

He made up his mind that when the time came, he would give the purse to her personally.

Although Lan Fu said the embroidery was well done, Yun Ji was still worried whether Nan Yingzhi would like this purse.

Would she find the style too old-fashioned? Would she dislike the fabric? …

Would she like the person who gave her the purse?

"It's so late, and the Yangxin Palace hasn't sent anyone yet," Lan Fu muttered, "Your Majesty probably won't come tonight."

Yun Ji didn't react when he heard this.

For him, it would be best if Yun Ting didn't come.

"Turn off the lights," Yun Ji said cheerfully, holding the newly embroidered purse in her arms. "I have to get up early tomorrow to pay my respects, so I won't wait for Your Majesty."

Lan Fu agreed, helped him wash up, and turned off the lights.

Just as the palace was getting dark, a loud shout came from outside: "The Emperor has arrived—"

He had just covered his head with his outer robe, and when he heard the voice, Yun Ji looked dissatisfied, but he quickly turned over and got out of bed as if he had heard a military order.

Yun Ting's voice was getting closer and closer, and his tone was inexplicably drawn out: "Ah-Lian--"

At the same time, hearing the sound, Lanfu got up and lit the light.

Even though he was held by the guards on both sides, Yun Ting still walked unsteadily. He waved at Yun Ji: "Hey, Ah, Lian——"

A strong smell of alcohol wafted into Yun Ji's nose. He couldn't help but frown and cover his nose with a handkerchief. How much did Yun Ting drink?

Yun Ji has never been drunk because of his good alcohol tolerance. He enjoys drinking to his heart's content, but what he hates most are drunkards who have no drinking manners.

And Yun Ting, as it happens, is such a person.

"Yo——" Yun Ting smiled as if he saw something, and threw himself at the head of Yun Ji's bed, "Is this purse for me?"

Without waiting for Yun Ji to reply, he picked it up and examined it: "Also, specially, embroidered Gardenia, your own name...Are you afraid that I will forget you?"

The purse that he had worked so hard to embroider was unfortunately stained with the smell of alcohol. Yun Ji was very upset. He forced a smile and said, "I was just embroidering for fun. How dare I pollute your majesty's eyes?"

Lying down on the bed, Yun Ting spoke vaguely: "It's really not for me?"

Yun Ji was still trying to be tactful and polite, saying, "My stitches are crude and I dare not embarrass myself in front of Your Majesty."

Suddenly turning over, Yun Ting seemed unable to hold back and vomited on the bed: "Ugh——"

The black and gold robe placed on the bedside was unfortunately stained with filth.

Yun Ji had long regarded the outer robe given to him by Nan Yingzhi as a treasure. Because his purse was soiled, Yun Ji's eyes became bloodshot and he could not control his anger for a moment, so he kicked Yun Ting in the calf.

Yun Ji leaned down and lowered the volume so that only he and Yun Ting could hear it. His tone was gloomy, like the devil from hell: "How dare you!"