Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The night is long and the night is intoxicating.

A crescent moon passed over the exquisite turret, casting a hazy yellow light inside the high wall.

The glazed tiles glow with a translucent luster, like petals, decorating the inner walls of the palace.

In the brightly lit Tai Chi Palace, the emperor had finished bathing and changing clothes. His long hair was completely wet and his chest was half exposed.

The thin white clothes were soaked through by the wet long hair, revealing the strong muscles underneath with clear lines.

The light was clear and brightly illuminated his features, which were as deep as the gods. His beautiful mandible also left a light shadow on his collarbone.

On the royal desk, the secret guard had already delivered the things and placed them quietly on it.

The emperor sat there, looking through the pages, with a pair of black eyes as cold as ink.

The palace was very quiet, so quiet that even the flickering of candlelight could be heard clearly.

Soldiers and eunuchs outside the palace were guarding the palace at all levels, and they were heavily guarded. Only the moonlight passed by and fell lightly on the palace wall.

"Snapped--"

A sudden sound suddenly sounded, which was particularly loud in the palace.

Que Yan closed the thing in his hand, and then looked at the source of the sound - the window eaves.

The window was closed, and the lock was locked from the inside.

There seemed to be something spinning around outside, as if thinking about how to get in.

But soon, the window was opened from the inside.

The little white tiger stepping on the moonlight outside, its beautiful blue eyes lit up, "Ouch~"

It lunged at him.

In an instant, he was full of hugs.

Que Yan's eyebrows seemed to soften a little and she held it.

He closed the window and said calmly, "You should eat less, you are a lot heavier."

Yun Si:...? ? ?

"Ouch!" Weight is a big taboo for women, even tigresses!

Que Yan hugged it and rubbed its head gently.

Although it is small, it is larger than an ordinary adult cat, so when you hold it, it feels like holding a big ball of plush.

Soft and comfortable.

And a certain irritated little tigress raised its fangs symbolically, as if to attack him.

It's a pity that the sharp claws are not shown, and the intimidating power is less than that of a rabbit.

"Really there is no place to live?" He touched its ears and asked calmly.

The little tigress retracted her fangs, lay in his arms, and howled.

Meaning, it really has no place to live.

Since it doesn't, then the kind-hearted Emperor will naturally not let it live on the street.

then……

It was arranged to sleep on a soft bed.

Yun Si: "..."

The softness is actually very soft. Lying down is like lying on the clouds, surrounded by the smell of ambergris.

No matter what...

The reason why it came was to sleep next to him.

If not, then what's the point of it coming all the way here...?

The soft little white tiger lay listlessly on the couch, its faint blue eyes staring at the figure on the dragon bed, and its ears drooped.

It was different from what she expected, which made her a little disappointed.

In the middle of the night, she stayed up on her own bigger and softer bed, and ended up sleeping in a bed? ? ?

She sighed helplessly in her heart.

Sure enough, she was full.

White Tiger rolled silently on the cave, hugged his tail, and looked up at the roof.

The blue tiger eyes were faint, like luminous gems, as beautiful as works of art.

It was in a daze for a while, and then looked at the dragon bed again.

My ears moved, and I seemed to hear his steady and soothing breathing.

"." She also wanted to sleep on the bed