323 If the wind and rain come 2111 The last chapter is 2056 words
Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he stood up straight and raised his fingers: "You guys, come here."
"Your Highness, what's wrong?" The boys and girls leaned over, head to head.
Nangong Xiaomiao's big ruby-like eyes turned back and forth: "This is very close to Mixiang Tower. Godmother's place has not been open recently. Let's sneak in quietly. Remember, the movements must be small and no one can notice."
"Okay, but..." The girl scratched the back of her head in confusion: "Since she is His Highness's godmother, why don't we go in openly."
Snap!
The other boys and girls held her down and patted her: "We are ghosts, and your Highness is a devil. Human beings would definitely be scared to death if they saw her, and yet they went in openly. I think you want to be betrayed by those people openly."
The patrolling Onmyoji should catch you, you idiot!"
"Okay, okay, stop patting, I was wrong!" The girl protected her head with one paw, and made a shushing motion with the other: "Keep your voice down, it will be bad if others hear our voices!"
The boys and girls thought the same thing and looked around nervously.
Nangong Xiaomiao looked at the group of people speechlessly, holding her forehead with her little fingers, and with indescribable elegance, she raised her hand to command: "Let's go!"
Normally it might be easy to sneak into the Mixiang Tower, but sometimes it's not impossible to hide behind the guests and just get in like this.
Now that Mixianglou is closed, there are fewer people coming and going, so it is really difficult to get in.
But it was not a problem for Xiaomiao. He had learned a lot of skills from Nangong Baiye, and he could also pick a lock.
Besides, he didn't need to pick the lock now. As soon as he raised his little hand, the iron lock holding the wooden door in the backyard fell to the ground with a clatter.
Nangong Xiaomiao took the boy and girl in a gust of wind and entered the kitchen in the dark.
"Your Highness, there are potatoes here." The girl lay on the pot with a gray face.
Nangong Xiaomiao sighed: "That's raw, you can't eat it."
"There are cooked things here!" The boys pointed to the big steamer placed on the wooden table, got up and sniffed it.
Nangong Xiaomiao came over, opened the steamer, and her eyes lit up: "It's steamed buns!"
"Baozi?" The boys and girls sucked their saliva.
Nangong Xiaomiao nodded, took out the little buns, kept one for herself, and gave the rest to them.
The boys and girls didn't know how to eat, so they just held the buns in their hands and smelled them. They could clearly see the wisps of white smoke entering their noses.
Nangong Xiaomiao took a bite of the meat bun and thought it was delicious. She was thinking about getting another one.
Suddenly, a sharp shout came from outside the door.
"Who, who is there?" The maid holding the lantern froze at the door, her eyes looking at the movement in the kitchen in horror, her face turning pale.
The demon girl standing behind her frowned and walked over: "What?"
"Mama-san, there, there!" The maid pointed tremblingly at the little meow in the corner.
As early as when she shouted just now, Nangong Xiaomiao covered his face and ears with his robe. He originally wanted to run, but when he heard his godmother's voice, he hesitated.
Now the little guy is regretting it. It would be better to just disappear with the boys and girls.
If the godmother sees him like this, she will definitely be frightened like Hei Xiaosi. Then...
"Xiao Miao?" The Demon Lady said, blocking the little man's path. She squatted down and looked down at Nangong Xiao Miao: "Is it you, Xiao Miao?"
Nangong Xiaomei let out a sweet hum.
The demon girl immediately felt distressed, and her narrow eyes were filled with confusion: "You, how could you be in such a mess?"
The little man didn't say anything, he just shrank back and almost hit the back of his head.
The demon girl looked at the little man in front of her with snow on her body and oily palms, as if she was afraid of something. Her throat tightened, and she reached out and picked him up: "Little meow, be good, don't be afraid, godmother is here."
here."
"Godmother..." After all, he is still a child. No matter how smart and evil he is, he will still have his own uneasiness. He has never been afraid of those who want to arrest him. What he is afraid of is that Hei Xiaosi and his godmother will see him.
...will regard him as a monster.
Nangong Xiaomiao grabbed the demon girl's long skirt and buried her little face in her arms, with a pair of pointed little ears exposed.
The demon girl's eyes suddenly shrank, then she stretched out her hands, wrapped him up and hugged him, and looked at the maid with a strong warning in her eyes: "I don't want anyone to know what happened today."
"It's...little, miss." The maid stammered in response. In fact, she didn't see Nangong Xiaomiao's appearance, otherwise she would have exploded. She just felt strange. But since the miss said it, she must also
I won't talk too much anymore.
The Demon Lady held Xiao Miao in one hand and held the bun in her hand with the other. Xiao Miao didn't need any extra effort from her to hold her, just like a little sloth, she held her neck and didn't say a word.
When they reached the wing, the Demon Lady put him down, bolted the wooden door of the wing, turned around, and looked at the little man whose appearance was covered by a black cloak.
Su took the teapot and poured him a cup of hot water: "Xiao Miao, drink some hot water to warm yourself up first. You must have been freezing outside for a long time. Are your hands cold? If so, hold a heater.
"
"It's not cold." Nangong Xiaomiao lowered her little head, her little legs like lotus roots swaying here and there.
The demon girl stretched out her hand and suddenly raised his chin.
The little man's eyes were red, his mouth was slightly curled, and he was stubborn and preemptive: "Godmother, Xiaomei is not a monster."
The Demon Lady has always felt sorry for Xiao Meow, but now that she sees the little guy in this state, she feels extremely sad.
He had no choice but to stop the person and pinched his cute little face: "Xiao Miao is so handsome, of course he is not a monster. Who said Xiao Miao is a monster? There is simply something wrong with his eyes."
"Yeah!" Nangong Xiaomiao nodded heavily and snorted coldly: "Hei Xiaosi's eyes have always been problematic."
The demon girl chuckled and smoothed the little guy's hair: "Have you misunderstood Ah Si? He shouldn't care about this like others."
"Who cares about him." Nangong Xiaomiao was lying on the Demon Lady's lap, as if she was tired, and kept muttering: "I will go to settle the accounts with him after I regain my strength..."
The Demon Lady caressed his back gently, patting him again and again. As smart as she was, it was impossible not to see that Nangong Xiaomiao was acting strangely now.
But she didn't say.
She didn't even ask Xiaomiao, if he wasn't a monster, why did he have pointed ears and red eyes?
It's not that she didn't see it, but she didn't think it was important.
No matter whether Xiao Miao is human or demon, he is her godson...
The demon girl lowered her eyes and looked deeply at the uneven scene outside the window.
There was so much commotion in the capital all of a sudden. Could it be related to Xiaomiao?
Inexplicably, she smelled something stormy...
Late at night, Qu Mansion, the eerie back garden.
"Are you sure?" Qu Chuxiao, wearing a bright red cloak, raised her brows slightly...