Su Jiuben saw the gray wolf kicking the little puppy into the yard from a distance of one or two meters. Regardless of his foot injury, he quickened his pace and followed it into the hole.
In front of you is a wooden house built on a pond. Lotus flowers are in full bloom in the pond, and the fragrance is lingering.
[Jiujiu!] The little puppy ran to Su Jiu very aggrieved.
The gray wolf looked at the little guy who snatched its cubs, with dissatisfaction in his green eyes, and whimpered at Su Jiu.
At this time, candlelight lit up the originally quiet room, and two figures were reflected on the window lattice.
"It's getting late. Huang Ying, you're still staying in bed. I'll get angry again later."
"Your Majesty is kind-hearted, so she won't blame us. But why is Big Hui screaming so suddenly?"
With a "squeak" sound, the hut was opened, and a palace maid in blue clothes walked out, looking at where the gray wolf was.
"Maybe you're hungry. Get up quickly and feed Da Hui some meat. I'll go wait for the queen to get up first."
"Oh, oh, oh! I'll do it right away. This dress is too difficult to button, so you can't blame me." The charming voice sounded again.
Qinghe sighed, a little helpless, closed the door and urged again, and then quickly walked to the next room.
Huang Ying hurriedly put on her clothes and walked out of the house, took a plate of meat from the small kitchen next door and came to Dahui.
Da Hui looked at the plate of meat, then looked at the grass next to him, then took the plate in his mouth and came to the grass and let out a cry.
"Da Hui, aren't you hungry?" Huang Ying felt a little strange when she saw Da Hui's unusual behavior.
‘Xixissuosuo’
The originally quiet grass suddenly moved.
Huang Ying said "Ah" in fright, and just when she was about to call someone, she met a pair of watery, clear apricot eyes.
The little guy crawled out of the grass with the puppy in his arms. The hair on his little head was messy, and there were a few weeds stuck in his hair. He looked at Miss Huangshan who seemed to be frightened by her, eyes wide.
He blinked and gave a comforting smile. The two pear dimples were very cute, and his little voice was full of milk:
"Little sister."
Biu!
Huang Ying felt like she was hit by an arrow in her heart.
——Okay, so cute!
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Inside the wooden house, the summer wind slowly blew the light blue curtains, bringing with it the fragrance of lotus flowers.
A woman of about twenty years old was sitting in front of the dressing table wearing a thin aqua shirt. Her beautiful face was reflected in the bronze mirror, but the woman's slender eyebrows were slightly frowned, with a hint of sadness.
Qinghe combed the woman's hair and sighed inwardly when he saw her appearance.
"Your Majesty, I see that the lotus flowers in the pond are blooming very well, and there are many koi carps in the pond. After breakfast, I will accompany you for a walk."
A faint smile flashed in the woman's almond-shaped eyes. Knowing that Qinghe was trying to comfort her, she nodded, "Okay."
"Mom, it's time for breakfast." Huang Ying slowly walked into the house carrying the food box.
Qing He took a look and saw that Huang Ying was not as anxious as usual, and felt a little strange. When she saw her again, she was standing by the table blankly, smiling at them, and with sharp eyes, she caught a glimpse of the pink skirt behind Huang Ying's tender yellow skirt.
Swinging, his eyes narrowed.
"Huang Ying, did you bring some weird person in?"
Qinghe is the eldest maid who serves the empress and is also the dowry of the empress. She has an old-fashioned temperament and is strict in doing things.
Huang Ying, on the other hand, is very playful and has a fierce and impatient temper. Fortunately, the empress is tolerant, otherwise Huang Ying's temper would have died a thousand and eight hundred times in this palace.
The woman raised her hand to stop Qing He's scolding, and her voice was soft, like the spring breeze in the south of the Yangtze River, refreshing, "Huang Ying, who is behind you?"
Huang Ying put down the food box and moved a little, revealing the small dumplings behind her.
"Princess Ninth!" Qinghe exclaimed in disgrace, then lowered his head and looked at his mother-in-law.
Su Jiu hugged the little puppy and looked at the beautiful young lady not far away who was looking at her blankly and shedding tears, and pursed her lips in confusion.
"Princess...why are you here alone in the early morning?" Zhen Rao wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and when she saw the timidity in those almond-shaped eyes that were exactly like hers, she couldn't help but soften her voice.
Qinghe's eyes were also red. He raised his hand to wipe his eyes with his sleeve and gave Huang Ying a look.
Huang Ying understood instantly and followed Qinghe out of the house.
There were only one person, one person and a little puppy in the house at this time.
Zhen Rao stood up and knelt down in front of Su Jiu. She raised her hand to touch the little guy's head, but was afraid that she would be scared, so she slowly put it down and said, "Princess, can you have breakfast?"
Speaking of eating...
Su Jiu touched her shriveled belly. She hadn't even eaten dinner since she slept yesterday afternoon. When she was asked this question, she suddenly felt hungry and her chest was almost touching her back.
"Mother, I want to eat!" Su Jiu, who had always been unable to resist pretty young ladies, stretched out her little fleshy hand and grabbed Pei Rao's clothes and said coquettishly.
Zhen Rao was startled, and there was a little water in her beautiful eyes. She led Su Jiu to the table and said, "Okay, let's eat together."
After saying it was dinner and putting Su Jiu on the table, Pei Rao looked at Su Jiu eating with gentle eyes without touching a bite of the breakfast in front of him.
Su Jiu ate very quickly, finishing the meal in three gulps, five by two, and burping. When she turned around and saw that the beautiful lady hadn't eaten yet, she straightened up and pushed the porridge in front of Pei Rao unsteadily.
"Your Majesty, every grain of grain has been worked hard, don't waste it."
Zhen Rao felt a sour feeling in her heart. She said 'hmm' and lowered her head to drink the porridge. Perhaps she drank the porridge too quickly. Zhen Rao choked on her throat and coughed lightly while covering her lips.
"Empress, are you okay?" Su Jiu raised her hand and patted Zhen Rao's back gently.
Because of this action, the little guy was less than a finger away from her, and the tip of her nose was filled with the rich milky fragrance of the little guy.
Zhen Rao's fingertips trembled slightly, and she could no longer control herself and held the little man in her arms. Tears fell from her beautiful eyes and soaked into the clothes on Su Jiu's shoulders, giving her a slight chill.
Su Jiu leaned softly in the beauty empress's arms, with a trace of confusion flashing in her eyes. She took a deep breath, patted the empress on the shoulder, and said in a childish voice: