Transformed into a furry person, I am doing public relations in the Northern Song Dynasty

He had no intention of snooping into Madam Liu's secret, but if this secret had even a hint of something about his Madam Tuan... Zhao Chengyan tapped the table lightly with his fingertips.

"Keep having people watching day and night, and don't offend Madam Liu."

After all, Madam Liu is a woman. It would not be appropriate to have someone hang on the beam and stare at her all day long.

"Yes!" the man responded and quickly retreated.

The study became quiet again, except that Fuxia was shaking more and more violently, and even Zhao Chengyan could not ignore it.

"What's wrong with Fuxia? She seems to be feeling unwell, so it would be a good idea to ask the cat official in the mansion to come and have a look."

The cat official was the one who specialized in treating cats in the mansion. Zhao Shijin had already asked someone to call him. He stroked Fuxia from head to toe but couldn't find anything wrong with her.

"It's strange. Fuxia was still able to eat and drink, but when Wu San beside you mentioned Madam Liu, it started to tremble."

Suddenly thinking of something, Zhao Shijin looked a little strange: "Could it be that Fuxia has become a spirit after going out, and can understand human language? In the past, when I called him, he used to ignore me."

Fuxia felt extremely guilty and didn't even dare to look at anyone with her cat-like eyes.

Ever since he heard Wu San, who was beside Master Zhao, talking about Sister Liu's background, he had been trembling with fear, fearing that the fact that Sister Liu had transformed into a human form would be known to others.

The people around Mr. Zhao are really powerful. They uncovered "Qi Erlang" in just half a day. If they really kept an eye on him day and night, wouldn't he be exposed tonight?

Unfortunately, they had already made an appointment that Sister Liu would turn into a cat and come to pick him up to go out for some errands tonight. What should he do?

He was timid to begin with, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became, so he naturally trembled non-stop.

After Maoguaner took a look, Zhao Shijin was still worried and suggested staying at his uncle's house tonight. If Fuxia was really in trouble, it would be convenient for Maoguaner to come over.

After hearing Zhao Chengyan's agreement, Fuxia calmed down a little.

In this way, he doesn't have to think of ways to stay in Mr. Zhao's house. After meeting Sister Liu, he has to tell the news to others as soon as possible. His little brain can't think of a solution. Sister Liu has cultivated into a human form, and she must have a smart heart.

At worst, he can take Sister Liu back to Lin'an!

Even though Mr. Zhao and Zhao Shijin are from royal families and are very noble, according to the rules they cannot step out of the city of Bianjing even if they die. So, he took Sister Liu and ran far away, and Mr. Zhao and Zhao Shijin could not do anything to them.

Zhao Shijin talked to Mr. Zhao for a while, but Zi Fuxia couldn't understand, and then they went to bed.

The Liu family also went to bed early today. Liu Yunqing had been in a coma in bed for more than two months. He went out for a day right after waking up, but after drinking some alcohol, his body couldn't take it anymore.

After returning to accompany her mother and sisters for dinner, she went back to her room to rest. She slept for nearly three hours and when she woke up, it was only a quarter past midnight. It was just the right time for her to turn into a cat and go out.

Today's transformation was much more skillful than yesterday's. The white light disappeared in a flash, and a cat appeared on the bed. She stretched out her little paws and bent her waist to stretch. Her prickled ears trembled, and suddenly she noticed some strange noises on the roof.

The amber cat's eyes glowed coldly in the moonlight. She glanced at it warily, but didn't find anything wrong in the house.

That means hiding outside.

Liu Yunqing jumped out of the window and landed silently. Then she followed the shadows and ran along the corner to the door of the main room. From this direction, she could just see the roof of her west wing.

Upon closer look, there was indeed a human-shaped creature lying on top, like a toad. It seemed not to have noticed her. The creature even took out a piece of hard biscuit from its arms and was grinding it carefully with its two rows of teeth.

Liu Yunqing licked the pink pad and rubbed his face, thinking that this was strange.

She is just a young lady from an ordinary family, a "waste" lying in bed with her life or death unknown. How could she deserve so much attention from others?

When she and Fuxia came back yesterday, she hadn't seen this person yet. It seemed that she had probably attracted attention when she went out during the day.

There is no one in the brothels who is so talented, so it can only be the work of Mr. Zhao.

We will know her purpose after a try. After all, she is just a kitten now and there is no need to worry about her identity being exposed.

Thinking of this, Liu Yunqing went around the back of the house and climbed straight onto the roof. She meowed and saw surprise in the man's eyes. He hurriedly hooked his hand and called her "Tuan'er, Tuan'er".

Well, the case is solved.

Mr. Zhao just loves cats and has no bad intentions. Liu Yunqing has no reason to be angry with the owner, but he just doesn't like the one lying on the roof.

She ignored him and jumped down, running along the path towards Mr. Zhao's mansion, leaving him behind in a moment.

It only took them a quarter of an hour to reach Mr. Zhao's residence. They entered the house carefully and saw Zhao Chengyan sleeping uneasily with a frown on his face. Liu Yunqing looked at him for a while and gently placed his little paw on his forehead.

The little paws were not clean and there was a bit of coolness from outside, so Zhao Chengyan woke up immediately.

He sat up suddenly, and in the moonlight he saw Mrs. Tuan squatting at the head of his bed. He couldn't tell whether he was more surprised or frightened. He just felt his nose slightly sour and hurriedly hugged Mrs. Tuan in his arms.

"This must be a dream."

Zhao Chengyan murmured.

Liu Yunqing lay on Zhao Chengyan's chest, couldn't help but grin, and licked Zhao Chengyan's chin with his barbed tongue, which made people feel a little more real.

Zhao Chengyan got out of bed barefoot and lit the lamp. He looked at Mrs. Tuan carefully from beginning to end and couldn't help but sigh.

"Tuan'er is really back. You little rascal, you really want to kill me. How hard it is for you out there? You dare to put your dirty little paws on my face. You are really lawless..."

Zhao Chengyan originally wanted to hold back and give Mrs. Tuan a lecture, but when he met her beautiful, innocent amber eyes and her round, furry appearance, he couldn't utter a single harsh word.

I could only knead her little ears with my fingers, scratch her chin with my fingertips, and comb the cat's soft fur with a jade comb. All my worries turned into a sigh.

"It's my fault. I promise I will look at you with a kind look from now on."

"You don't have to, sir."

Liu Yunqing meowed twice in response.

After rewarding Zhao Chengyan for his service, Liu Yunqing prepared to go find Fuxia to do some work.

She jumped down from Zhao Chengyan's arms, picked up a plain handkerchief and took it to the jar where the jerky was stored, motioning Zhao Chengyan to get her some jerky.

Zhao Chengyan didn't know what Mrs. Tuan was going to do, so he thought she was hungry. He opened the jar, took out a piece of dried meat, tore it carefully, and handed it to her mouth.

The dried meat smelled very good. Liu Yunqing couldn't help but take a bite. She meowed incoherently at Zhao Chengyan, her claws still scratching at her meat pot, and then patted the handkerchief on the ground.

Zhao Chengyan understood that Mrs. Tuan was asking him to take more and wrap them in a handkerchief. Most likely, she had made some friends outside and wanted to bring her favorite food for others to taste.