Chapter 1594: Drilling Into the Cat Hole

"Father, let's go out to play tonight, okay?"

Xiaorong'er drooped her head, looking at Long Yutian very bored.

She is obviously a cat, and she is at the age when she should be mischievous. Why does Mao ask her to read and write, and she is a human being and doing things?

This is simply against the laws of nature, unscientific!

After approving a Zhu Zhu, Long Yutian took down another memorial, and while looking at it, he returned: "Rong'er, you are a princess, you are not allowed to go out of the palace to play, to show your face!"

Xiaorong'er pouted, with an unhappy expression on her face: "Cut~~ If you don't take it, why don't you take it with you? Why are you using the name of princess to pressure me? At worst, I'll go into the cat hole. What's the big deal!"

The cunning rabbit is still in the three caves, it is a little god hair, but cat holes have been dug everywhere in the palace!

Long Yutian's fingertips froze for a moment, then he turned his head and raised his eyebrows: "What did you say, Maodong? Did you sneak out?"

"Not at all! Absolutely not at all!"

Xiaorong'er held up the brush and swears to the candle, but when she saw Long Yutian staring at herself with suspicion, she groaned, lowered her head, and was discouraged.

"Only when I was a cat, I dug a hole and went out—"

The corners of Long Yutian's lips curled up into a smile, little girl, you are still tender if you want to lie to me!

"Fuzi!"

"Hey! The emperor's servant is here!" Fuzi who was dozing off at the door responded, but dared not go in easily.

"Pass down my decree, to fill up all the holes in the corners of the walls in the palace!"

Fuzi couldn't figure it out at two to five or eighty thousand, and put on a memorial, why did he suddenly compete with those holes again.

"Your Majesty, you want to guard against rats, right? Or should I go to the House of Internal Affairs to get some rat poison?"

Fuzi felt that he could still understand the holy will.

result--

"Get out! There's so much nonsense!"

Long Yutian directly picked up a memorial and hit it on the door with such force that even through a solid wooden door, one could feel Long Yutian's anger.

Fuzi was so scared that he urinated without saying a word.

Long Yutian is not guarding against mice, he is obviously guarding against this cunning little cat demon!

When Xiao Rong'er saw that her father had ordered her lair to be sealed, she sat on the dragon chair and kicked wildly in anger.

Stretching out his chubby short legs, he kicked the inkstone, making a loud bang.

Long Yutian kept his ears down and continued to read the memorial with his head down.

Xiaorong'er's light blue eyes rolled around twice, then picked up a writing brush on a table, and threw it at Long Yutian's feet.

This time, Long Yutian reacted, raised his head, and glanced at the little thing who was suffering from cat meridians.

That little guy obviously made some noise on purpose to attract Long Yutian's attention, but now that Long Yutian saw her, she put on a score, rolled her eyes with a snort, and turned her buttocks to lie on the floor. On the dragon chair.

The little braid was shaking in a mess, and it was obvious: I am not happy!

Long Yutian closed the last memorial, got up and straightened the dragon robe, and then walked to the dragon chair unhurriedly.

"Rong'er? Angry?" He chuckled softly, stretched out his hand to hold her little paw, and wanted to hug her habitually.

Xiaorong'er's butt moved inward, pawed down his hand, and rolled his eyelids, his disgusted look seemed to say: "Ask what you know!"

Long Yutian was not in a hurry, he withdrew his hand, and watched Xiaorong'er drawing circles leisurely.

He raised his voice and asked, "Don't let the emperor hug you?"