After becoming the emperor's cat

There was an instant silence in the dormitory, and a needle could be heard falling.

Fu Qingyu found that something seemed wrong.

Why did his hand turn into a cat's paw, the meowing sound was familiar, and the dog emperor's face became so huge, it was really scary to see him suddenly.

But thinking of the voice he heard when he was unconscious, Fu Qingyu instantly calmed down.

I am afraid that this cat really has some supernatural powers, but it really has a "kind cat" heart.

Fu Qingyu has studied the Four Books and Five Classics since he was a child, but he has also read a lot of books about ghosts and ghosts. Two years ago, when he was outing in a Buddhist temple, he encountered a snake with the thickness of a wrist and a body like white jade, and wondered if it was a white lady.

If he hadn't been pulled away by his companions, he might have been bitten by a snake.

But even if he wasn't surprised by this, it didn't mean he wasn't angry.

Fu Qingyu bared her three-petal cat mouth, showing sharp white teeth, and sneered in her heart. If it is true that like a cat, like a father, like a son, one ordered him to enter the palace as a queen and ruin the rest of his life, and the other simply made him become a cat. Cats, even people are not allowed to do it.

He has read poetry and books, and since he was ten years old, he has been discussing affairs with his father in the study. He is willing to use his talents and learning all his life to serve the court and make a living for the people, but now he is gone.

No matter how well-mannered Fu Qingyu was, he was extremely annoyed by the gap.

Thinking of this, Fu Qingyu suddenly exerted his hind legs and jumped onto Leng Yunlin's body. His nails came out, as sharp as a knife's edge, and he grabbed Leng Yunlin's face. In an instant, there were three paw prints on the face, and the bright red blood flowed out.

On the other hand, Fu Qingyu landed on his back unwittingly, fell back onto the dragon couch, immediately turned up, and let out an angry "Sha" sound from his mouth.

He wanted to be more powerful and domineering, but the cat's body could only make this sound.

The eunuchs and maids in the back were so frightened that they were all afraid that Leng Yunlin would be annoyed and drag them all out and chop them up.

After all, Leng Yunlin regards cats as his father and never loses his temper with cats.

It happened once before, the cat seemed to have eaten some kind of contraindicated food, and it kept vomiting, so Leng Yunlin ordered someone to strip off the eunuch's coat, and whipped him fifty times, his back was dripping with blood, and there was no good meat , almost did not survive.

Leng Yunlin stared at the cat on the dragon couch, his handsome face looked extraordinarily fierce because of the three scratches, and his dark eyes were extremely menacing.Fu Qingyu's aura was a little short. He used a lot of strength just now, and he was not soft on his claws. Didn't he scratch him?

But he also deserved what he deserved!

One person and one cat stared at each other in silence for a moment, only to see Leng Yunlin knelt down on one knee, looking at the cat level, his eyes worried, and his tone soft: "Do you want to leave me? Don't worry, I have nothing, you help me Yu Weimo, I would like to do my best to let you spend your old age in peace."

After speaking, Leng Yunlin's eyes turned red and his voice choked up.

Fu Qingyu reacted very quickly, and immediately understood that Leng Yunlin had misunderstood that his move was to leave.

It is said that cats with spirituality, when they perceive their own limit, will leave their owners and look for a secluded place alone to wait for death.

The orange cat is considered an adult, and it is indeed a rare age.

So summoning his soul into the cat's body is to entrust Gu?

But how innocent is he?

Fu Qingyu forced himself to calm down. For the present plan, he must find a way to return to Zuo Xiangfu and seek help from his father. Whether it is going to a Buddhist temple or a Taoist priest, he must find a way to bring him back into his body.

Now that it is daylight, according to this tyrant's temperament, he will probably stare at him closely, so Fu Qingyu stopped moving, recalling that his father once mentioned a few words by chance, saying that this cat is extremely quiet and calm, and never makes a sound when it goes to court .

Fu Qingyu lay down on the spot, instinctively put his front paws, and remained still.

Leng Yunlin felt relieved, breathed a sigh of relief, and said cautiously: "Do you want to eat today? I will let the imperial dining room make your favorite silver fish?"

Fu Qingyu's eyes lit up suddenly, and he subconsciously looked at Leng Yunlin with expectation.

He really loves to eat small silver fish, and he has only eaten it twice, because this fish tastes very delicious but is very difficult to raise. In the whole country, only the royal family can afford this precious food.

Fu Qingyu also gave his father a reward from the first emperor, and his father ordered the kitchen to cook, part of it was given to his grandmother, and the rest was given to himself.

Later, when my grandmother learned that he liked to eat, she called him over and gave him those too.

Recalling the delicious taste of the silver fish, Fu Qingyu held back his greed, and continued to present it in a cold and arrogant manner.

Leng Yunlin turned around and ordered: "Let the imperial dining room prepare the silver fish today."

"Obey." The little eunuch hurriedly ran out to deliver the order.

They didn't dare to ask Leng Yunlin whether the injury on his face needed to call the imperial physician.

The wound was indeed quite deep, and the blood had flowed to the jaw at this moment, which looked particularly tragic.

The tyrant really could bear it, but he kept silent.

Fu Qingyu couldn't help but look and look.

He was pampered and spoiled since he was a child, and he was surrounded by a large group of people when he scratched the skin the size of a fingernail.

But the tyrant deserves it!

He's still angry.

Leng Yunlin didn't care about the wound, and said warmly: "I'll go to review the memorial first, if you want to play something, just call me."

Fu Qingyu ignored it.

When Leng Yunlin left his sight, Fu Qingyu immediately called out in his mind: "Ah, I know you are here, so come out and explain clearly, why should my soul be imprisoned in your body, and why should I assist Leng Yunlin?"

Fu Qingyu vaguely felt that the orange cat didn't leave, but no matter how he called, the cat refused to respond.

It's really collusion.

Fu Qingyu was sullen for a while, so he could only comfort himself first.

In the dead of night tonight, he waited for an opportunity to escape.

Wait, if his soul is here, what will happen to his body?Grandma and father, would they think they were dead?

Or... the orange cat's soul entered his body?

Thinking of this, Fu Qingyu couldn't sit still, wishing he could grow wings and fly back home immediately.

He stood up, practiced walking on all fours unskilledly, and recalled the movement just now, kicked the ground with his back foot, protruding his nails, jumped onto the golden bed curtain in a volley, only heard a "hiss", The bed curtain made of valuable cloud brocade was turned into rags by him.

Fu Qingyu felt a little guilty, he shouldn't be doing exercises on the bed, it's better to find a pillar to practice.

But he had never felt so light, as if he could fly.

His mother worked hard when she was pregnant with him, and she was half a month premature when she was born, and her body had some deficiencies. Sometimes, after walking for a long time, she would feel short of breath and weak all over.

Fu Qingyu looked up at the bed curtain that was scratched by him. According to his current ability, there was no way to repair it.

Wouldn't Leng Yunlin see that something was wrong with him?

This tyrant attaches so much importance to the orange cat, if he finds himself possessed by an outsider's soul, he doesn't know what he will do.

So before he leaves the palace tonight, Leng Yunlin can't let Leng Yunlin notice that something is wrong.

After Fu Qingyu figured it out, he stopped tossing around and walked on the big dragon bed with catwalks. This tyrant is not extravagant, and the bedroom does not seem to be as luxurious as his bedroom.

Jumping out of bed, Fu Qingyu practiced walking. At first, she was not very proficient, and her four legs kept stumbling, but then she became more and more proficient in walking.

It is really strange to have a tail behind it, as if it is not under its own control.

And his eyes can't help chasing after the tail, and he even wants to pounce.

I endured it and endured it, but I still couldn't hold it back, and used my paw to reach it.

Fu Qingyu didn't want to go outside to meet Leng Yunlin, but he was really bored with a cat here. After learning to walk on four legs, Fu Qingyu jumped back to the dragon couch again, lay on his back, closed his eyes and recited poems silently.

No matter how long it takes for him to transform back into a human body, he will end next spring, so he can't miss his homework for a while.

After a long time, footsteps suddenly came from outside. Fu Qingyu's orange ears moved slightly, and he recognized Leng Yunlin very keenly.

Fu Qingyu turned over quickly and stood up, looking out with round cat eyes.

Silver fish.

Fu Qingyu's character is a little easygoing, just like now, even if he decides to leave at night, he can't miss this meal of silver fish.

The sound of footsteps approached, and it turned out to be Leng Yunlin. Seeing the orange cat, the condensed aura of Leng Yunlin's body disappeared, leaving only gentleness: "Ah, have you been waiting for a long time? I'll take you to dinner."

The scars on his face seemed to have been treated, but the red marks could still be seen, Fu Qingyu tried to ignore it as much as possible, and flicked his tail to jump off the bed.

Unexpectedly, Leng Yunlin picked him up and skillfully placed him on his shoulders.

Fu Qingyu was startled, and subconsciously stretched out his claws to hug his neck, sticking out his nails, so as not to fall off.

This dirty man, why put him on his shoulders, isn't he afraid of falling the cat? !

Before the anger was over, Fu Qingyu saw four new cuts on Leng Yunlin's neck.

This……

His nails are very, very sharp.

Leng Yunlin laughed lightly, took the orange cat off his neck, and carefully hugged it in his arms: "Ah, why are you different today?"

After speaking, he looked at Fu Qingyu with some doubts.

Fu Qingyu felt guilty, and the tip of his tail was a little stretched. Leng Yunlin couldn't see anything, could he?