A concubine in the palace couldn't bear it any longer, so she bravely became the first person to try it.

"Um."

Song Chengyin lowered his eyes and gently blew on the teacup in his hand without even looking up to see who was speaking.

The concubine felt a little disappointed when she saw this, but she soon cheered up and sat down in front of the xylophone. The melodious sound of the piano soon came out from her fingertips.

The music was beautiful and melodious, but no one was in the mood to appreciate it.

All their thoughts were on Song Seung-in who was sitting in the high seat.

But Song Chengyin's eyes remained calm, and no emotion could be seen.

After one concubine finished her song and returned to her seat, another concubine stood up and performed her own talent.

This goes on and on, and there is no other action except the performance.

Tan Zhaoyi was just executed two days ago, how could they dare to do anything else!

Even if you have an idea, you have to hold it in, wait and see, and observe His Majesty's expression.

The performances by the concubines were nothing more than playing the piano and dancing. It was okay to watch one or two, but it became boring if you watched too many.

The expected palace fighting scene did not appear. Jiang Li looked into the distance with some boredom, shifting her gaze from the concubines to the flowers and plants opposite.

Before he knew it, Song Chengyin had finished his tea. After drinking the tea that Jiang Li had brewed with morning dew yesterday, Song Chengyin, who had been haunted by nightmares, had a rare good sleep after a sleepless night.

After thinking that it might be due to the morning dew, Song Seung-in kept drinking tea.

The eunuch who was responsible for pouring tea for Song Chengyin noticed that the teapot was empty, so he picked up the teapot and was about to boil a new one. At this time, Jiang Li waved at him, took the teapot from his hand, and then quietly stepped aside.

As soon as Jiang Li left, the imperial concubine started to act up.

She stared at Song Chengyin sitting on the dragon throne, trying her best to attract his attention.

She never expected that when her proud dance was displayed in front of His Majesty, His Majesty didn't even look at it! The imperial concubine gritted her teeth in anger, and after noticing the white cat twisting in her arms, she came up with an idea.

She hid her hand under her wide sleeves and pinched the cat hard when no one was paying attention! "Meow!"

The cat cried out in pain and struggled continuously.

The unusual movement here really attracted everyone's attention. Even Song Chengyin frowned and looked towards the direction where the imperial concubine was.

Seeing that this method was indeed effective, the imperial concubine secretly increased the strength of her hands.

The cat trembled in pain. The originally docile cat suddenly became grimacing, and its sharp claws directly grabbed the imperial concubine! "Ah——"

The imperial concubine screamed in pain and hurriedly lifted her sleeves to check the wound, only to see several striking red marks on the back of her originally fair hand!

As she lifted her sleeves, the white cat in her arms instantly jumped out!

"Huahua, Huahua where are you going!"

"What are you still standing there for? Go chase him!"

The imperial concubine screamed, and the palace servants behind her hurriedly chased in the direction the cat fled.

Looking at the scratches on her hands, the imperial concubine's eyes flickered slightly and she fell straight back.

"My Lady Concubine!"

"What's wrong with you, Madam Concubine?"

"Doctor, call the doctor!"

The Flower Festival was in chaos because the imperial concubine was scratched by a cat, and everyone gathered around her.

The imperial concubine's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked towards Song Chengyin in front of her with a delicate and weak look.

However, there was no one on the dragon throne, where was Song Seung-in?

The imperial concubine's eyes turned black, and this time she fainted from the intoxication.

——

"You all should step back, and let Xiao Lizi follow me."

Song Chengyin spoke as he left the Imperial Garden.

"Your Majesty, Eunuch Xiaolizi just took the teapot to make tea for Your Majesty."

Following His Majesty's order, the palace servants behind him stopped following and left only after Song Chengyin disappeared from their sight.

On the other side, Eunuch Luo and a group of people were searching for the escaped white cat in the palace, and they came to the vicinity of Chongde Hall.

Eunuch Fu was leaning on a crutch under his armpit. The cut on his leg made him afraid to use any strength. He was working with his injury and directing the palace servants in their work.

"Eunuch Fu, that seems to be your godfather!"

Because his injuries were so severe, Eunuch Zhang, who had been paralyzed for several days, finally got out of bed and walked today, enduring the pain.

If he didn't work, he wouldn't have any money, so he didn't dare lie in bed all the time.

Eunuch Fu turned his head and saw Eunuch Luo coming towards him with a group of people in a grand manner. He hurriedly went to meet him on his crutches.

"Godfather, why are you here? What happened that requires such a big fuss?"

Eunuch Luo stared at the pig-headed face in front of him for a while and asked: "Who are you?"

"Godfather, it's me, I'm Xiao Fuzi!"

Upon hearing this, Eunuch Luo's brows furrowed even deeper.

"How did you become like this?"

"It's a long story, yes..."

"Then don't talk about it. I'm busy looking for the imperial concubine's cat!"

Eunuch Luo interrupted Eunuch Fu and continued to lead his men forward.

Eunuch Fu was startled and shouted to everyone, "What are you still standing there for? Help me find the cat!"

Everyone put down their tools and looked around for the white cat.

The two injured eunuchs, Fu and Zhang, were also not idle, and they limped along as they started looking for him.

The white cat that everyone was looking for was now nestled in Jiang Li's arms, and its body was still trembling.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay."

Jiang Li gently stroked the white cat's body and soothed it softly, without recognizing that this wounded white cat was the one in the imperial concubine's arms.

After calming the frightened white cat, Jiang Li continued to walk towards the imperial kitchen carrying the teapot.

At this moment, a figure jumped out from nowhere and pushed Jiang Li into the lake beside her!

"Help! Someone, help! The imperial concubine's white cat has fallen into the water!"

The culprit, Eunuch Zhang, looked at Jiang Li who fell into the lake with a sinister look on his face and shouted at the top of his voice.

Xiao Lizi is now a first-class eunuch, and he cannot afford to offend him. But if anything happens to the imperial concubine's pet, he does not believe that Xiao Lizi will still be alive! The imperial concubine who was pinched on the Ren Zhong point did not return to her palace, but looked for the white cat in the palace.

If the cat falls into someone else's hands, it will be doomed! "Huahua, Huahua, where are you?"

"My lady, the sound seems to be coming from over there!"

The palace maid following the imperial concubine pointed forward, and the imperial concubine, who was crying and looking distressed, hurriedly walked forward, picking up her skirt.

When the imperial concubine arrived at the lake, she just happened to see Jiang Li climbing out of the lake holding the white cat.

"What's going on?!"

Eunuch Zhang limped over hastily.

"Your Majesty, I saw with my own eyes that he threw your cat into the lake, and then he slipped and fell into the water!"

Eunuch Zhang pointed at Jiang Li with a look of resentment and started to accuse her.

"You are so brave, you little slave! How dare you lay hands on my beloved pet!"

"Come here, tie up this dog slave. I want to pull out his tendons and skin him with my own hands!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice came from behind him.

"Let's see who dares!"

(End of this chapter)