Dressed as a super rare female, being chased and pampered by the big guys

The chatterbox kitten suddenly became silent, and the purring sound disappeared.

He stared at the glaring red in a self-motivated manner, feeling very aggrieved and unwilling.

Why was he so late...

If they really weren't meant to be, why did they meet?

Tan Konglin took a deep breath, barely suppressed the sour emotions in his heart, and made up his mind secretly.

When he succeeds in taking the throne, he will leave more marks on her body to cover all of this.

The burning gaze seemed to have substance.

Nian Tu was drinking tonic with her head down. When she noticed his gaze, she curled her toes uncomfortably. In a trance, she recalled that before starting this test, she had just experienced a round of exploitation from her partners, and it started with this scheming kitten.

She pursed her lips and angrily flicked the little white cat's head, causing it to burst due to lack of memory.

When she met his watery, innocent blue eyes, she felt guilty again. She picked him up, rubbed his head, and fed him bird's nest.

Little did he know that Tan Konglin's heart was also pounding.

At that moment just now, he thought that Nian Tu had the ability to read minds and saw through his secret thoughts, so he flicked his head as a warning.

However, he would still do it even if he got beaten.

This time I was definitely not wronged.

The little white cat had thick skin and didn't feel the pain, nor did it hold grudges. It chased after Nian Tu, following her closely all day long, trying every possible way to make her happy.

It was not until curfew that Nian Tu saw that he had no intention of leaving, so he carried him outside to find someone.

Sure enough, the guys from yesterday were still squatting in the same place. When they saw her appear, their expressions were somewhat complicated.

Alas, Your Majesty...

Shunxi couldn't help but sigh.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would never have imagined that His Majesty would suddenly become such a romantic man, willing to spend the entire day coaxing the woman of his choice and even put state affairs aside.

Fortunately, he did not completely ignore state affairs. He stayed up late by lamplight to review the memorials.

At three o'clock in the morning, several thick stacks of memorials were finally put away. Shunxi breathed a sigh of relief and was about to step forward, but he saw his master picked up the paper and pen again.

A gentle smile appeared on Tan Konglin's face, and the fatigue in his eyes disappeared completely. He carefully chose his words and wrote a letter.

The next morning.

When Nian Tu saw him again, he was shocked to find a ribbon tied around his neck with a letter tied to it.

She raised her eyebrows and opened the letter. As expected, the writer was this little kitty.

The letter was not long, but the words revealed a youthful nervousness. It was obvious that this was the first time the writer was communicating with his beloved, and every sentence was carefully crafted and thought out.

He pretended to be her master, thanked her for taking care of the raccoon slave, and revealed his identity to her with reserve but eagerness. He said his surname was Tan, he was eighteen years old, unmarried, and lived near the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

As we all know, Tan is the national surname.

Anyone with a keen eye could easily guess that the person who wrote the letter was the current emperor.

Nian Tu looked at the personal information that was as detailed as a blind date introduction letter, and couldn't stop laughing, shrugging his shoulders.

"......Meow", the little white cat squatted beside her guiltily, looking at her expression, not understanding why she reacted like that.

Could it be that his intention to court her was too obvious and she saw through it?

She thought it was ridiculous that he was courting a married woman?

His heart was about to fall to the bottom of the valley. But Nian Tu suddenly hugged him and kissed him hard, "So cute!"

"You, your master, is so cute!!", she laughed so hard that she couldn't breathe.

Tan Konglin in this world has a different life trajectory from his interstellar time, so his personality naturally has subtle differences as well.

Compared to the seemingly perfect emperor in Nian Tu's impression, the current Tan Konglin is more lively, and all his emotions are more obvious and real.

She thought it was cute and couldn't help but kiss it a few more times.

The little white cat felt hot all over, including on his face. He fiddled with the envelope with his claws and pushed it in front of Nian Tu.

In addition to the letter paper, there were other things inside.

It was also written in the letter that it was a thank you gift for her taking care of Li Nu.

Nian Tu reached in and took out a heavy jade pendant.

If Shunxi saw this, he would be horrified.

This is no ordinary jade pendant.

Since Emperor Taizu, every generation of empresses has inherited this jade pendant. Although it does not contain power like the phoenix seal, it is indeed a symbol of the empress's status. There is only one in the world, and His Majesty gave it away so casually.

The white jade felt smooth to the touch. When Nian Tu touched the carving on it, he knew it was something important.

It is definitely not newly made. It seems to have gone through many hands and a long period of time. It must have some special meaning.

Considering the partner's identity, Nian Tu guessed it almost right.

"...I will keep it with me," she nodded the kitten's head helplessly and put the jade pendant in her arms.

As for wearing it in public, forget it for now.

Tan Konglin was already very satisfied that she was willing to accept it, and meowed happily a few times.

Nian Tu thought for a moment, took out a pen and paper, sat down with the kitten in his arms, and decided to write him a reply in person.

She didn't want to expose the truth for the time being, so she didn't mention the other party's identity. She just treated him as the owner and praised him for a whole page, repeatedly praising how cute the kitten was. She also drew a picture of the little white cat stretching on the back of the letter.

The shape was outlined with just a few strokes, and a Chinese character "王" (king) was drawn on the forehead, accurately capturing all the features. Anyone who saw it would find it very similar to the kitten. The person who drew the picture obviously knew this kitten very well.

Tan Konglin squatted aside, poking his head in, and witnessed the whole process of Nian Tu painting with his eyes sparkling.

As the king of a country and the ruler of the world, many painters have painted his portrait, including many famous masters, but he felt that none of them was as good as the one painted by Nian Tu.

The young emperor was so happy that he didn't know what to do, and kept rubbing Nian Tu's wrist with his head.

She even praised him!

She praised him for his soft and furry body, which felt so good to touch, and said he was the cutest little kitten in the world!

After only mustering up the courage to make a bold attempt to deliver the letter, Tan Konglin experienced indescribable joy and was greatly encouraged.

For many days, whenever he was not attending court, he would come to see Nian Tu with an envelope. He wrote the letter himself every night and acted as a messenger in the early morning to see Nian Tu's reply in person. In the evening, he happily brought the letter back to the palace and kept it safely.

As he wished, the relationship between Nian Tu and him gradually became closer and intimate through repeated exchanges of letters.

He found out her favorite colors, tastes, clothes, and jewelry, and kept them all in mind, occasionally stuffing small gifts into her envelope to please her.

The effort was not in vain, and it would always be rewarded. Nian Tu gave him a sachet that she had sewn by herself as a return gift for these gifts.

Although she hung the sachet around the kitten's neck and the letter clearly stated that it was a gift, Tan Konglin unilaterally announced that this was their token of love.

He hung the sachet in the most conspicuous place around his waist, and looked at himself in the bronze mirror again and again, unwilling to take his eyes away.

"Your Majesty, what is this...?" Shunxi served His Majesty personally all day long and was very familiar with His Majesty's clothes and appearance, but he had no idea where this sachet came from.

The sachet was very exquisite, and it was no less exquisite than those made in the imperial court. It was made of snow-blue silk with a vivid little white cat embroidered on it with silver-white silk thread, and a Chinese character "王" on its forehead indicated its status.

Whether it is the fabric, embroidery or pattern, it is obvious that these are not things that can be easily bought outside.

Tan Konglin couldn't hide the joy in his eyes, "This was made for me by Niannian herself."

After being pen pals for a while, he had finally gotten the right to call her by her nickname through lots of persuasion.

The only flaw is that Nian Tu never asked him who he was. It is not known whether he really didn't know or he deliberately didn't want to expose it.

Tan Konglin couldn't wait any longer.

Although he was happy being her cat, he still wanted to see her, in human form, with his real identity.

It's quiet at night.

The weather has turned cooler, the flowers and trees in the yard have withered, and without the rustling of insects and birds, the noises coming from the bedroom are more distinct in the night.

Aaron covered his ears and hid far away.

Ever since he explained the truth to Nian Tu, Zong Shouyuan no longer sneaked into bed at night. Instead, he crawled into the bed openly, under the pretext of keeping his wife warm. As time went by, he warmed her from the inside out.

Nian Tu covered her mouth with her hands, tears falling from her eyes.

It's not sadness or pain, it's just some uncontrollable tears.

At first, Zong Shouyuan didn't understand much and was at a loss because of her tears. He stopped to comfort her helplessly. Later, he gradually found out the truth and stopped being soft-hearted.

It was not until noon that Nian Tu woke up from his drowsiness.

She used her slow brain to calculate in confusion. It seemed that today was not early morning. Why didn't she hear the cat's meow?

She called the maid with a hoarse voice, washed and changed her clothes, and washed her face with warm water. She finally felt a little more awake, "Didn't come?"

"Yes, he didn't come," the maid also felt strange.

The raccoon would disappear for one day every five days, but would come to see the lady early in the morning at all other times.

Logically speaking, it should have come today.

They also followed Madam's instructions and went to the kitchen to get a lot of seasonal fruits and vegetables, as well as a large piece of pork ribs. Madam planned to cook herself today to entertain the cat slave.

The meat and dishes were ready, but the guests were nowhere to be seen.

Nian Tu rubbed his brows and said, "Okay, I understand."

She was not too worried about safety. After all, his real identity was the emperor, and he had many protectors around him. He had to worry about everything in the world, so it was reasonable that he had no time to come to her when there were some urgent matters.

"Well, are you still going to cook?" The maids heaved a sigh of relief when they saw that the lady didn't seem too disappointed.

They were worried that the lady was sad, and spent the whole morning racking their brains to think of how to comfort her.

"Do it, why not?" Nian Tu stretched and stood up slowly.

The ingredients were already here, so it would be a waste if she didn't cook. If she didn't have the appetite, she could always try something else.

There was so much food that she and the maid in the yard would definitely not be able to finish it. Since no one came, she would send it to the gray wolf and pull his ears a few times.

When Nian Tu thought of the mess on the bedding that he was forced to change last night, his face turned red and he gritted his teeth.

I called him several times to stop, but the gray wolf was not listening at all.

She wanted to pull his ears hard!

In the study, Zong Shouyuan suddenly felt an itch on the tip of his nose and sneezed loudly.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he met an annoying face. Seeing the fake smile on that face, he couldn't help but sigh and said impatiently, "Why did you come to see me?"

His leg injury has basically healed and the poison has almost been eliminated. So far today, there has not been a single flare-up. If everything goes peacefully for the whole day, he can leave this cold study, return to the yard, and stay with Niannian all day like before.

Zong Shouyuan was extremely excited.

However, he did not expect that an uninvited guest would suddenly visit him, affecting his good mood.

Could it be that this guy knew that his leg was healed and wanted to find something for him to do?

In the past, although he would curse a few times, he would always pick up his sword and go into battle. But this time, he really didn't want to obey orders.

He is married and has ties.

When he thought of her waiting for him at home every year, he was unwilling to go to the battlefield and leave her alone in the empty house.

Facing the impolite questioning, Tan Konglin sat upright and took a sip of hot tea. "Is it not okay to care about my subjects?"

"Who? Cares about me? So kind?" Zong Shouyuan sneered, as if he had heard a big joke. "Every time you come to my door, it's always bad news."

The atmosphere was tense, as if a fight might break out at any time, but if you looked closely, you would find that there was no repression or unfamiliarity between the two men as there should be between a ruler and his subjects. In fact, they were very relaxed in front of each other.

But others apparently don't think so.

Aaron stood nervously by the side, looking at his master disapprovingly, feeling very worried.

No matter how familiar they are, there is still a difference between the monarch and his subjects. Serving the monarch is like serving a tiger. How can the master speak to His Majesty so rudely? !

Now, Your Majesty is magnanimous and considers the old friendship, so he doesn't really care about the master, but no one can predict what will happen in the future. Today's outspokenness may one day become a blade that claims the master's life...

Not far away, Shunxi lowered his head, sweating profusely. He felt guilty for His Majesty and did not dare to raise his eyes.

If General Zong knew that His Majesty had taken a fancy to his wife, would he take action?

Definitely!!!

The hatred of having his wife stolen from him was irreconcilable. At that time, it might not only be fistfights, but also swordfights. He didn't even dare to think about how horrible the scene would be.

The two servants raised their heads quietly, and their eyes happened to meet each other. Noticing the paleness in each other's faces, they couldn't help but smile bitterly out of sympathy.

Ugh……

Tan Konglin drank his tea calmly. After finishing the cup of hot tea, he showed no intention of leaving.

He was not as calm as he looked. He was nervous inside and kept thinking about how to pretend to meet Niannian by chance and talk to her.

Zong Shouyuan was already impatient and said with a click of his tongue, "You..."

How long are you going to sit here? Get out of here if you have nothing to do!

Just as he opened his mouth, a servant suddenly reported from outside, "The Madam is here!"