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

Mao'er saw her husband's clothes being snagged and felt sorry for her master: "This court dress was just made by someone. Madam Tuan is really naughty."

Zhao Chengyan didn't care at all. He was usually frugal, but he had enough money to wear clothes when he entered the palace. He jumped down the last step with his wife in his arms and went straight into the main courtyard.

"What's the big deal? Just ask someone to make it again. A piece of clothing can be compared to the Tuan Niangniang's."

The next words were not spoken to Mao'er. The slaves in the room all retreated and closed the door. Zhao Chengyan rubbed his cheek against the top of Tuan Niangzi's head, and his slender fingers kneaded Tuan Niangzi's cool ears.

"Tuan'er, are you standing so high because you miss me? My dear, my husband misses you too. When I left the palace today, I ran into my cousin. He said that he also has a cat at home that is about the same age as you. He even carried a portrait of his cat in his arms when he went out, and he showed it off in front of me!"

"It is said that it is a lion cat specially hired from Lin'an. It looks like a golden quilt and a silver bed. It is quite majestic, but no matter how I look at it, it is not as pretty as our Tuan'er. Even Huo Caixia is not inferior to him."

Liu Yunqing has been a kitten for more than two months. He has listened to Zhao Chengyan's muttering every day and can understand the meaning of these flowery words.

The lion cat with a golden quilt and a silver bed is a lion cat with an orange head and back and white paws and belly, while the roaring colorful cloud refers to a cat that is completely white with only tortoise shell patterns on its head.

She had looked at herself in the bronze mirror before, and what Zhao Chengyan said was true. She also thought she was cute.

The tortoise shell pattern on the head is not grown randomly. The light brown and light gray are dyed at the end of the eyes. The gradient color embraces the two spiky ears. The smart hair on the tip of the ear is dyed light orange, which is symmetrical and beautiful.

Seeing Zhao Chengyan's unyielding spirit, she couldn't help but lick his handsome face with her tongue, which made Zhao Chengyan laugh. He couldn't help but lift her up and bury his face in his hairy belly.

The purple court dress was still hanging on his body, making it inconvenient to do anything, so Zhao Chengyan called Mao'er to help him change his clothes. He changed into light home clothes and let his hair down, only fastening it with a jade hairpin. This was his casual attire.

In front of the slaves, Zhao Chengyan restrained himself a little, still with a cold face, but the movements of his hands betrayed some of his emotions. He asked Tuan Niangzi to lie on his lap, and he used the jade comb to comb the fur bit by bit, very carefully.

Zhao Chengyan had nothing to do when he entered the palace today. He just accompanied the official father and son to fish for a while and chatted about family matters.

Last month, the emperor jokingly suggested that he teach the young prince how to be a prince, saying that he had been learning to be a prince for more than ten years and looked much more qualified than the prince himself.

It was not known whether the emperor said this intentionally or unintentionally, but it was annoying nonetheless. He felt a lot of dissatisfaction and grievances in his heart, but he could not vent them to the emperor or to his own uncle, so he simply reported illness and stayed at home.

The little prince was only two and a half years old. Because His Majesty had lost three sons before him, he was afraid that he could not raise this one, so he gave him the humble name of Que'er.

When Que'er saw him, he was extremely happy, and he had no idea how much his cousin disliked him and kept asking him to come to the palace to play with him every day.

Seeing that he had been hiding from March to April, he had to show up to thank the emperor for his consideration and concern, and thank Que'er for her kindness and care, which allowed him, a fake, to be respected as a prince.

When he was first adopted into the palace, he was still young and could not understand why his father and mother never smiled at him, and he felt awkward whenever they were close to him.

At that time, he only thought that his father was the emperor and his mother was the empress, so they were naturally different from ordinary parents.

Later, the emperor's concubine gave birth to a son. The eight-year-old boy was sent back to the Prince of Runan's Mansion. Only then did he find out that he was just a child adopted by the emperor from his younger brother's family, to serve as a "primer" for the concubines.

Now seeing Guan Jia and Que Er getting along again, I feel that I am redundant. I came back without even having lunch with them.

"Meow."

Zhao Chengyan came back to his senses after hearing Mrs. Tuan's voice of grievance. He was just distracted and didn't stop moving his hands. He was afraid that Mrs. Tuan's hair might hurt him, so he rubbed and kneaded it.

Each tooth of the jade comb was polished to be round and smooth, so it wouldn't hurt to comb your hair. However, Liu Yunqing had been a social animal for many years and was always worried about her hair. She rubbed her ears and the top of her head with her little paws and was relieved to see that they were still furry.

Seeing how cute and adorable she was, Zhao Chengyan couldn't help but laugh, and he no longer felt depressed.

After lunch, Zhao Chengyan took a nap on the low couch with Tuan Niang in his arms. Before he woke up, he heard greetings from outside, mixed with some hearty laughter.

Liu Yunqing buried his little head in Zhao Chengyan's arms.

There was no need to think that the scoundrel had come again. The only one who could come and make trouble was Zhao Chengyan's fourth nephew, Zhao Shijin, the fourth son of his cousin Zhao Congyu, the Marquis of Xinxing.

Mao'er reminded him awkwardly that their master was taking a nap, and Zhao Shijin's voice became more restrained, but he could still hear it clearly through the door.

"My uncle is two years younger than me, why does he sit like an old man all day? Anyway, is your wife here? I brought my daughter Fuxia here today to meet your wife."

Just as Zhao Shijin finished speaking, the door creaked open from the inside, and Zhao Chengyan came out with a cat in his arms with a stern face. Zhao Shijin's face immediately changed, revealing a bit of fawning and servile look.

"Uncle, I came at the wrong time. I always hear you mention Mrs. Tuan, which makes me very curious. So I brought Fuxia with me."

Zhao Chengyan's sleep was disturbed, but he didn't look annoyed. He just stared at the person who was laughing foolishly in front of him for a long time.

"How old is Shijin now? I think it's time for him to get married, have children and settle down. You call me uncle, and I will always worry about you. Tomorrow I will go to the palace to meet the emperor and the queen, and choose a good marriage for you."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Shijin could no longer act like a fawning sycophant. He kept apologizing and begging for mercy, and praised Tuan Niangzi for her beauty and cleverness. Only then did Zhao Chengyan let him go.

The uncle and nephew went to Wangliu Pavilion one after the other. The bank was now full of flowers. Mrs. Tuan liked to catch butterflies in the bushes. The place was not small, so she wanted Fuxia to relax from the cage.

Liu Yunqing hadn't seen any other cats since she came here. Seeing that the cage door was open but Fuxia didn't come out, she walked forward and saw a timid, long-haired, fat orange cat in the cage. It hissed at her in a timid manner.

"How dare you, a cat, come near me? Go away!"

Liu Yunqing couldn't help but roll her eyes at him. Her temper had been spoiled by Zhao Chengyan in the past two months. She didn't even bother to laugh, but raised her cat fist and slapped Xiaopang in the face.

"What kind of young master are you? I'm giving you face! Your master has to call us uncle, why are you trying to show off in front of me?"

"Come out and play with me!"

After this punch, Xiaopangju and Zhao Shijin howled at the same time. Zhao Chengyan's lips curled slightly and he looked at Mrs. Tuan with eyes full of comfort and satisfaction. He probably felt that it was not good for him to laugh at this moment, so he took a sip of the tea bowl to suppress the smile.