The cat opened its eyes, with a clear halo flowing in its ice-blue pupils.
The princess held the slightly wet cat in her arms and said, "Little kitten, you are so beautiful."
The cat stretched out its claws and left a claw mark on the princess's white neck...
The princess stood up suddenly and threw the cat on the couch, "Damn cat, you know it was me who saved you, but you tickled me!"
He grabbed the white cat on the soft couch and threw it out of the room
Raising his head slightly, it looked like it was going to rain. The cat raised his weak body and went to the next room.
The decoration in the room is different from the style of the entire palace, with gold-inlaid jade pillars, vermilion windows, and a fox statue placed on the tribute platform behind the emerald bead curtain. The cats walked up to the fox statue and surrounded it.
After a few turns, "Meow...meow..."
He called softly twice and left with unsteady steps...
"Hurry, hurry, it's here." A group of servants quickly gathered around the cat. The cat stared at its clear ice-blue eyes, with its sharp nails sticking out from the fingertips, and took a few staggering steps forward.
Step, "Grab it!"
Ling'er shouted, and several servants immediately pounced on Mao'er. Mao'er struggled feebly for a few times and was caught back to the princess.
"Miss, I found it." Ling'er rushed into the living room with the cat in her arms. After a pause, she dropped the weak white cat in her arms and knelt down on her knees. "Ling'er pays homage to the Seventh Prince!"
With eyes as sharp as an eagle's eyes, the man nodded and signaled Ling'er to stand up. His eyes fell on the white cat on the ground, "Do you want this cat to fight with my king's Mo Yun?"
His contemptuous eyes fell on the white cat on the ground, and the seventh prince smiled lightly, "Do you think that my king, Mo Yun, is worse than a mouse?"
The princess shook her head repeatedly and said, "How will the Seventh Prince know that it can't beat your Mo Yun if he doesn't try?"
Qiushui's beautiful eyes turned slightly, and the princess hugged the white cat on the ground into her arms, "Little kitten, you have to live up to your expectations."
He put down the cat and said, "Seventh Prince, let your Mo Yun come out."
With a contemptuous smile, the seventh prince clapped his hands gently, and several guards came in from the door holding an iron cage.
Put the iron cage in the room. Through the fine iron cage, you can see a dark venomous snake, about four or five inches long. It looks really scary.
"Princess, please think about it carefully. My Mo Yun has eaten many strong cats."
The princess shook her head "Throw it in!"
Throw the white cat into the iron cage, quickly close the cage door, and look forward to the legendary "dragon and tiger fight"
…
a long time……
There was still no movement in the iron cage. The cat half-closed its eyes, while Mo Yun circled the cat again and again. Finally, he spat out the letter and lightly brushed the cat's pink lips. The cat suddenly raised his paw, and under Mo Yun
A trace of blood was left on the dark snake skin. Mo Yun circled around the cat a few times again, and suddenly hit the iron cage violently. The seventh prince was shocked and ordered someone to open the iron cage. Mo Yun flicked the snake's tail and pulled the cat away.
Throw out the cage
"What's going on?" The seventh prince seemed a little angry, and the princess's beautiful eyes turned slightly: "Ling'er, throw it out."
"Yes!" Ling'er mentioned the white cat, and the Seventh Prince suddenly said, "Wait a minute!"
Ling'er stopped and looked back, "What are the orders from the Seventh Prince?"
"Would you like to give it to me?" He walked towards Ling'er and lifted the cat's front legs in Ling'er's arms with his slender jade fingers. Ling'er looked at the princess on the side, and the princess moved lightly: "Seventh prince, you want,
How can the princess not give it to you?"
Giving Ling'er a look, Ling'er handed the white cat in her arms to the Seventh Prince. As soon as the Seventh Prince took the white cat, he was "rewarded" with several paw prints by it.
With his handsome eyebrows furrowed, the Seventh Prince mentioned the cat and said, "Bring me some scissors."
The princess nodded, and Ling'er quickly brought the scissors. The seventh prince picked up the scissors with one hand and squeezed out the nails on the cat's fingertips with the other. He clamped the scissors on the cat's nails and pulled them hard, pulling out the nails with blood and flesh.
When he came out, the white cat suddenly retracted its claws, but it had no effect. The seventh prince smiled proudly and pulled out all the cat's nails in the same way. The cat just bit his arm hard without making a sound.
…
Looking at the bloody cat claws, the seventh prince threw away the scissors with satisfaction and threw the white cat on the ground, "Lock it up and cut a piece of meat from it every day to feed my king Mo Yun until it dies."
The princess picked up the white cat on the ground, and the sluggish look made the seventh prince chuckle. "Princess, I am going back. I will come to cut the meat tomorrow."
…
The breeze blew by, and some blood-colored petals flew into the iron cage. The cat opened his eyes slightly, his ice-blue eyes as clear as ever, and gently licked the blood that was constantly dripping from his fingertips, as if he had lost consciousness.
, dyeing the whole cat’s paw blood red
The sun gradually shone into the woodshed through the small window, and the sound of "bell bells" came from not far away. The door was gently opened. Ling'er's footsteps seemed to be much heavier than usual. He squatted down slightly,
Ling'er stared at the white cat in the cage with a complicated expression, and sighed softly, "If I had known better, I wouldn't have brought you back, poor cat." If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been brought back by the lady, and you wouldn't have hurt Qi.
The prince's Mo Yun is gone, and he will not be "executed by Ling Chi" by the seventh prince.
Ling'er lifted the cage and came to the courtyard. The princess was sitting in the pavilion with the seventh prince to enjoy the scenery.
"Ling'er pays homage to the Seventh Prince, and greets the Young Lady." He bowed his knees and saluted. The Seventh Prince nodded, "No need to salute."
Ling'er handed the cage to the Seventh Prince, who took the cat out of the cage. The cat bit the back of the Seventh Prince's white hand hard, and the Seventh Prince curled his lips and smiled, "I heard the princess said your voice is very nice. Call me.
Listen to me, if I am happy, I might let you go."
The cat widened its ice-blue eyes, stopped biting, and gently closed its water-clear eyes.
"You really don't know what to do, bring me the knife!"