Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Autumn is crisp and clear, with no clouds in the sky.

In the splendid palace, which is decorated with carved beams and painted pillars, there are thousands of flowers and trees in the places where you usually visit, all of them are tall and handsome.

At this time, in the early autumn, the wind blows and the flowers fall. Thousands of them cover the ground in several layers, just like the first snowfall, it is very beautiful.

Deep in the mysterious and quiet palace, looking from a distance, the crimson palaces seemed to be embedded in the ground. The palace located in the garden looks like a golden island with its glazed tile roofs exposed.

In Changle Palace, the gorgeous pavilions are surrounded by turquoise water. The ground is covered with duckweeds, green and clear.

After returning to the palace, Yun Si no longer needed to get up early. She slept until she woke up naturally every day, and then someone would come to take care of her.

The gentle maids even spoke softly for fear of scaring her.

The daily meals are delicate and delicious, with meat accounting for most of them.

Yun Si has been in this world for so long, and finally feels treated like a princess.

It's comfortable and enjoyable, much better than being a concubine.

The little white tiger spirit's gluttonous eating makes her belly chubby and often enlarged.

Occasionally when she had indigestion, she would ask everyone to exit, close the door, and then transform into her original form.

A black and white dumpling, with its tail hanging down, was lying on a fluffy bed made of gold wire, hiccupping and looking a little uncomfortable.

The round tiger eyes were pure sapphire blue, half-squinted, and the thick fleshy cushions seemed to merge with the pure white blanket.

Although tigers and cats look somewhat similar, their habits are still different.

The cat is too lazy to move, but the tiger needs to exert its energy.

From time to time, you need to run and jump to exercise and strengthen your muscles.

The little white tiger was full and needed to move. It raised its round little head and glanced at the long coral window.

The window was slightly open, with a small crack.

It licked its fangs and its blue tiger eyes flashed.

Then, the little body jumped over, and then got out through the gap.

The powerful calves are kicking, and the slender tail is also turned up.

After getting out, it glanced at the maid who was still guarding the palace wall, and then jumped from the eaves on the side.

The beautiful little white tiger was as nimble as a ghost, stepping on the glazed tiles without making any sound.

The sunlight in the sky is just right, and it can reflect colorful light when it shines on the glazed tiles.

The fluffy little white tiger ran from one end to the other like lightning, and his muscles and bones felt refreshed from running.

The wind blew through its soft fur, and its round ears moved from time to time, as if it was judging the direction of the wind.

After passing through the imperial garden and jumping over the top of the pavilion, it landed lightly and stretched its waist.

Behind the rockery, it turned around and met a pair of cat eyes.

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A strange look at each other.

"Meow?" The gradually black cat tilted its head.

It grew up in the palace and had never seen a tiger.

Looking at the inexplicable creature in front of it that was larger than it, I only felt that it looked slightly similar to myself.

"Ouch~" the beautiful white tiger responded symbolically.

"Meow?"

"Ouch~"

"Meow meow?"

"Ouch~"

"Meow meow meow?"

"Ouch~"

"Meow meow meow meow?"

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It was obvious that the two parties did not understand each other's language and could not communicate.

Bai Hu turned his head again and looked outside the rockery.

Seeing someone coming, it raised its pads and patted the meowing cat down.

This time, it was forced to lie on the ground and stopped barking.