Dressed like a loser and went to raise a baby

Chapter 560
December NO.19, as soon as Leng Luoyue opened her eyes, she felt that the weather was not good today.

Sure enough, it was raining outside, a steady drizzle, and the sky was extremely gloomy, which made people feel a little depressed.

Silver carbon is burning in the dormitory, and the cold air can also be felt.

After washing up, Chunyu and the others had already put the breakfast on the table one after another. Before they started, they heard a high-pitched "The Emperor has arrived" from outside.

Leng Luoyue didn't expect that it would rain that day, and Fengcheng Han would come to Lengxiang Palace for breakfast after the court.

Caiwei, who was in the small kitchen, was ladling porridge. When she heard the sound of "The Emperor has arrived," she seemed to be shocked. She shuddered and the bowl with half a bowl of porridge in her hand fell directly to the ground.

She was the only one in the small kitchen, and no one asked her what was wrong. She looked at the bowl and porridge on the floor, and her hand holding the spoon tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again...

"Meow, meow..." Before Feng Chenghan entered the main hall, Leng Luoyue and Xiaomao'er heard the little milk cat's cry.

The kitten blinked. He had never seen a cat before, so he was full of curiosity about the high-pitched and cute sound.

Leng Luoyue blinked at the same time as the cat. Could it be that Feng Chenghan got tired of the plum blossoms and sent her the cat?
The warm curtain was opened, and a large amount of cold air poured in. Feng Chenghan, wearing a black fur coat, quickly walked into the hall, followed closely by Wang Xin, who also hurriedly lowered the warm curtain.

Leng Luoyue stared at Feng Chenghan and Wang Xin, but did not see any cats on them.

"Father..." the little cat called in a sweet voice.

Leng Luoyue also stood up and rushed to Fengcheng to express her blessing.

Feng Chenghan untied the belt of the fine fur coat with one hand. As soon as the belt was untied, the fur coat slid down naturally, and Wang Xin reached out to catch it.

"Meow..." A small kitten meowed again.

The sound came from Feng Chenghan. Leng Luoyue stared at her abdomen. Wang Xin took the fur coat away, revealing a small white kitten.

The tiny little kitten huddled in Feng Chenghan's broad hand.

"What is it?" Xiaomao'er asked, pointing to the little milk cat.

Leng Luoyue's eyes were glued to the little milk cat, "This is Maomao."

Maomao, the little cat tilted his head and pointed at himself with his backhand: "Isn't Maomao Maomao?"

Leng Luoyue looked at the little milk cat patiently and explained to Xiaomaoer: "You are nicknamed Xiaomaoer, and he is a real kitten."

Mao Mao'er's expression became even more confused. He was confused by what Mao Mao'er was and what he meant by Mao Mao'er.

Feng Chenghan walked to the table with the little kitten in his hand, handed the kitten to Leng Luoyue and said, "This is a lion cat. It's just one month old. Do you like it? If you like it, keep it. If you don't like it, give it away." Walk."

Sending flowers didn't work, so Feng Chenghan started sending cute little animals. He asked Yu Wei yesterday what kind of little animals would be better?Yu Wei said that his lion cat had given birth to a litter of kittens, which were very pure and very cute. Maybe Concubine Leng would like them.

When he went to court today, he asked Yu Wei to bring him the most beautiful little milk cat into the palace.

The kitten is just one month old. It is small, has snow-white fur, and has a round face. It also has a pair of different pupils. It has just left the mother cat and huddled up. It looks a little timid, but it is also more timid. cute.

Leng Luoyue was stunned when she saw the little cat's pair of eyes drooping downwards. This was simply the cat of her dreams. How could she not like it?
"I like it." Leng Luoyue said immediately.

She is a cat lover, and her lifelong wish is to raise kittens and watch a cute little kitten grow into a big cat.

But her mother, Ms. Xiong, did not allow her to keep it, even if she lived alone. She was also asked to choose between a mother and a cat, and she chose the former.You can keep a cat, but you can't keep a mother.

The corners of Feng Chenghan's mouth raised slightly, it seemed that he really gave the right thing this time.

"Cats also like lions and cats." The kitten sitting on the baby stool also said.

When the little cat heard the voice of the little cat, he turned his little head, looked at the little cat, and said "meow, meow, meow..."

Leng Luoyue stretched out her hands, wanting to take the little kitten from Feng Chenghan's hand, and give the kitten a good suck. As soon as her hands touched its soft fur, the little kitten jumped out of Feng Chenghan's hand. .

"Yeah..." And amid Leng Luoyue's exclamation, she jumped onto Xiaomao'er's baby chair.

"Meow, meow..." the little milk cat meowed, rubbing its head against the kitten's hand.

Leng Luoyue was afraid that the kitten would break, so the hand she stretched out to catch it froze in mid-air, looking very embarrassed.

"Meow meow meow..." The kitten gently touched the little milk cat with her little hands and imitated the little milk cat's meow.

He imitated this, and the little cat meowed even more happily. It also lay on the wooden board in front of the baby chair where things were placed, and turned over to reveal its white and pink belly.

Wang Xin smiled and said: "They say this cat has no relatives. I saw that the kitten was very close to His Highness, and even exposed its belly for His Highness to touch."

Generally, pets like cats and dogs will only show their bellies to the people they are closest to and most trusted.

Fengcheng Han said: "Maybe it's because the kitten is the reincarnation of the dragon, so this little milk cat surrenders and gets close to her."

"..." Leng Luoyue looked at the kitten with envy. She really wanted to have the blood of a dragon and be so close to the kitten's master.

She secretly stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the little kitten's head, but the kitten dodged it, and her hand froze in mid-air in embarrassment again.

Leng Luoyue: ...Am I being disliked by the kitten's master?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
At this time, the warm curtain was opened again, and Caiwei walked in with three bowls of porridge and a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

When the little cat saw the staple food coming, he said to Xiao Naomao, who was lying on the wooden board where he usually placed his rice bowl: "Meow meow, the cat is about to eat, you can't be on it anymore."

The little kitten seemed to understand what he said, and jumped under the board, curled up on the kitten's lap, raised its head, and said "meow".

Leng Luoyue pursed her lips in envy. Is this her cat or Xiaomao'er's cat?
Chunyu and the others sighed at how obedient the little cat was, and wiped the board on the baby chair where the bowl was placed.

Then he brought water to clean the hands of His Royal Highness the Prince, the Emperor and the Empress.

Before the meal, Wang Xin took a flat silver needle and tested the poison one by one.

Leng Luoyue looked at the little milk cat with its snow-white tail peeking out from the baby chair and said, "This little milk cat is all white, like clouds and snow. Why don't we just call her Xiao Bai."

Feng Chenghan: "..."

What she said before was that it was all white, like clouds and snow. He thought she could give the kitten a very poetic and picturesque name, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a simple and rough name for Xiaobai.

The little cat looked down at the little milk cat on his lap and said, "Meow meow, you have a name. Your name is Xiao Baibai..."

"Meow..." the little cat meowed, seeming to like the name very much.

(End of this chapter)