Chapter 165 Two Cats

The three people in the kitchen stared at each other. The two were stubborn and neither of them was willing to ask questions first. No one knew what they were arguing about. In the end, Wen Suili compromised first. He sighed softly, stroking the cat in his arms with his fingertips from time to time, but he just felt very tired.

"The cat ran to the kitchen door on its own. I guess it was looking for food? I thought this white cat was cute, so I held it in my arms."

There was a orange cat at his feet, rubbing against Wen Suili's calves affectionately.

In his arms was a Persian cat, beautiful and noble, with neat and smooth white fur and round and clear blue eyes. Watching Wen Suili petting the cat, Jun Lin always felt like he was petting himself.

It's as if the cat is the essence of Wensuili.

Thinking of this, she felt ashamed of her impolite thoughts. She looked away with a guilty look on her face. Gongqing was very sensitive and noticed that the man squatted down with interest and picked up the orange cat. He raised his long eyebrows and said, "Why, did you raise it?"

This was a shocking statement, and Jun Lin's brain literally froze for a moment.

It was like a dusty memory box that was accidentally opened, and Jun Lin suddenly realized: "I really raised him!"

She looked shocked, and felt even more guilty as she spoke: "It was five years ago when I first ascended the throne. To congratulate me, the ministers gave me two cats as a present. Persian cats are quite rare here, so I accepted them. Later, I was too busy with government affairs, so I left them to the care of the palace maids..."

Gong Qing teased the orange cat in his arms and smiled timidly: "And then you forgot about me for five years?"

Jun Lin: “…”

Wen Suili reached out a hand and lovingly touched the orange cat's head, saying lovingly, "You accepted it for the sake of the white cat, because the orange cat was a gift from the white cat?"

Jun Lin: “…”

I’m not, I didn’t, stop talking nonsense!

"Master, you know that my brother and I once raised a orange cat in Guigu..."

The nobles were surprised: "This cat is also called Fat Orange?"

So there are stand-ins everywhere?

Jun Lin stood there quietly without saying anything for a long time before he said sincerely, "You may not believe it when I tell you."

The minister was still laughing: "I believe what you said."

She said in a serious tone: "This cat is called Gongqing."

Gongqing: “???”

The smile that was as gentle as spring breeze froze on the lips and gradually revealed murderous intent.

Wen Suili chuckled and said in a soft voice, "It's something Xiaolin would do."

Jun Lin looked at Wen Suili's handsome face, which was as clear as the autumn moon, and continued to say, "The one in your heart is only Wen Suili."

Wen Suili: “……?”

Facts have proved that Emperor Jing has always been sincere and impartial in his treatment of others, and these four words have been engraved in her bones.

Gong Qing loosened his grip, and the orange cat jumped from his arms to the ground, rubbing against Jun Lin affectionately. Jun Lin lowered his head and glanced at it indifferently, with disgust in his eyes. He kicked it away impatiently with his foot, but it came over again.

The ministers' eyelids twitched when they saw this.

Isn't the kick she gave me exactly the same as the one she gave me at the calf?

So this cat was really named Gongqing?

The man had a complicated expression as he stared at Jun Lin who remained calm. She took the white cat and her eyes softened, her face full of the words "Baby is so cute, come here and give me a kiss and hug and hold me up high."

Wen Suili covered her lips with her sleeves and added unconsciously: "It seems that no matter which Wen Suili it is, you like them all."

Jun Lin stroked the cat's chin in a good mood and said honestly: "The main reason is that this cat is prettier than the orange cat."

The truth is often so cruel and true, but Wen Suili smiled and said with a rare cunning and malicious tone: "This 'Wen Suili' is more beautiful than 'Gongqing'."

Jun Lin said seriously: "Isn't this obvious?"

Wen Suili applauded her: "As expected of Xiaolin!"

Jun Lin politely accepted the compliment and said, "I started this way because I missed you when I just left the valley."

The ministers clapped with blank expressions: "You are really great."

Thank you so much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to think of us.

Thank you again for coming up with such a name to please us out of your deep longing for me.

It's really great.

Gong Qing sneered with his eyelids drooped, not looking at the annoying little junior fellow, nor the master who ran excitedly to tease the orange cat. He went to wash his hands, rolled up his sleeves and tied them tightly, revealing a section of smooth white forearm.

He took off the Buddhist beads from his wrist and handed them to Jun Lin casually: "Please keep them for me, otherwise they will get dirty when I cook."

Jun Lin, who was happily sucking cats with Wen Suili, raised her head, took it and put it on her wrist neatly, holding the cat with one arm and raising the other arm in front of her eyes until the sleeves slipped off. She looked at it in amazement: "Don't say that your Buddhist beads are really beautiful. Aren't they very precious? When I was a child, I just touched you and you had a fight with me with a cold face."

She waved her hands and laughed teasingly: "Why, are you willing to let me touch you now?"

The official's originally careless gaze suddenly fixed on her wrist.

The slender white wrist seemed like it would break if bent, and the translucent red jade Buddhist beads stuck to the creamy skin.

Gongqing's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously twice. It was probably the first time that he thought someone could look so beautiful while wearing Buddhist beads.

The dark color in the man's eyes deepened, and his thick eyelashes half covered his eyes. He turned around to deal with the fish, and his tone was the same as usual without any clues: "This thing is not that precious. If you like it, I'll give it to you to wear for a few days."

The rhythmic sound of a knife hitting a chopping board could be heard in the kitchen.

Jun Lin curled his lips when he heard this: "Just a few days? You have only grown older but not more tolerant."

Gong Qing methodically cleaned up the fish's dirt and calmly argued with her, "You are amazing, too. Not only do you get older, but you also get more irritable."

The man said in a low, sexy voice: "Hmm? Have you learned how to be a good boy after getting an advantage?"

Jun Lin fiddled with the Buddhist beads with his fingertips, unmoved: "Don't bother me. I have always been reasonable and well-founded in what I say."

"You have a well-reasoned argument, but you often keep silent and speak directly with your fists?"

"Tsk, cooking isn't enough for you, is it?"

The two were still bickering, and it was obvious that Gongqing's words were filled with a doting smile, and Junlin's slightly rising ending tone also showed her happiness.

Wen Suili slowly stroked the orange cat in his arms, his long snow-white eyelashes drooping and he couldn't see the emotion in his eyes. He sat quietly beside Jun Lin and suddenly felt that he was very far away from her.

"Xiao Lin."

He called out softly, and Jun Lin immediately stopped talking to Gong Qing, turned his head and looked at him with bright eyes: "What's wrong, Master?"

At this moment, only Wen Suili's figure was reflected in her eyes.

Wen Suili smiled lightly: "Nothing, I just felt a little blocked in my heart."

"Feeling stuffy? Is there something wrong with your body? Is there anything else that's uncomfortable?"

Jun Lin asked anxiously.

The minister over there paused, then raised the corner of his lips in frustration.

ah--

The attention has been diverted.

Her sight was taken away by her master.