My Possessive Cat Girl's

My Possessive Cat Girl's
Tonight then?



"What did you bring?" chuan Yun asked casually.


"Are you really healthy?" Ci Sen's tears immediately flowed down his cheeks.


"Today many people are crying around me. And if I have nothing to do?"


"Don't talk like that. Without big brother, the class doesn't feel cold anymore" cried Ci Sen.


Si Mu smothering his mouth held back his laughter over the Fifth Prince's harsh insinuation towards his brother's cold character.


"I brought a thousand-year-old ginseng. Ke Wen gave it to me when I had my birthday last year. He said this could increase stamina and nourish the body," Ci Sen gave the wooden box containing ginseng to Si Mu.


"Later decoction for sister," he said.


"Both His Highness the Fifth Prince. Thank you very much," You bowed happily.


"It doesn't need to be like that" replied Ci Sen.


"Sister. I'm glad to hear you've married Princess Hwang Jing Ru. Congratulations on the wedding!" ci Sen said.


Chuan Yun did not react much but continued eating his porridge.


"I know Ting Er is still alive," Chuan Yun said suddenly.


"Ting Er's? Who?"Ci Sen tilted his head.


"She is Miss Bao Bao's real name. He is not a cat that has risen. He was just an ordinary human who fell into the lake. But the Young Master was already in love with him," explained Si Mu.


"She's not a cat. She's a waitress, isn't she?" Ci Sen scratched behind his ear.


"That's impossible. When the death penalty is carried out, there are still many witnesses as usual" said Ci Sen honestly.


Si Mu immediately glared at Ci Sen to stop his speech before the master lost hope and was in pain again.


Ci Sen immediately shut his mouth through Si Mu's code.


While Chuan Yun shed another tear.


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Duan Wei was busy embroidering Ting Er's new cloth with great difficulty. Seeing the girl still pensive in the corner of the room and crying without a sound, he did not get the heart to tell the girl to embroider herself.


"I didn't know you liked cats that way. But I had already embroidered it in orange again," Duan Wei said.


But Ting Er had not replied.


Then what's the point of staying here waiting to enter the Emperor's room? inner Ting Er was hopeless.


"Huang Lian ...?" call Duan Wei.


"You okay? The cloth was finished," Duan Wei came over to his friend and gave him the embroidery cloth.


Ting Er received the orange cat patterned cloth. Upon seeing his motives, he became nostalgic for the day he fell into the lake, was helped, and was called an orange cat named Bao Bao.


Ting Er squeezed the cloth then closed her eyes enduring the sadness.


"Huang Lian ..." worried Duan Wei.


"Tonight this cloth shall be gathered. Now that it's night, let's grab dinner and collect this to Master Shin?" bring Duan Wei.


Ting Er shook her head unwillingly.


"But you can get sick, come .." refer to him again.


Ting Er kept on shaking her head, "If Master Shin is looking for me, tell me I'm not feeling well."


"Let's come get some food. Or do I just get it?" tawal Duan Wei's.


Ting Er did not reply at all.


Duan Wei sighed. He couldn't persuade the girl anymore, "All right. I'll collect your cloth."


"It seems you're disappointed the Third Prince got married huh? Even if she doesn't get married, you'll still be here as a concubine. Try to think of this better," suggested Duan Wei who then directly left from there leaving Ting Er alone.


"You've been a long time. Where the hell is that?" Shi Wai greeted Duan Wei with a mouth filled with food.


"Today is a free day. Can eat without a diet dose," Ai Xin timpal happily while thrusting citrus fruits to Duan Wei.


"You know what Huang Lian's favorite food isn't?" Duan Wei directly answered to his core question.


The two of them instantly stopped chewing and looked behind Duan Wei to look for Huang Lian


"Where's the kid?" ask Ai Xin.


"He's not feeling well," Duan Wei lied.


"really? Is the embroidery cloth problem in order?" shi Wai asked worriedly.


"It has. But he kept crouching in his room. I'll collect the cloth," Duan Wei sighed again in annoyance while walking to the dining table to pick up something.


"I will bring him food. I'm done. You just eat Duan Wei," Ai Xin said.


"Yes," Duan Wei replied.


Ai Xin immediately picked up fruits, tofu soup, sio tub, and grilled shrimp according to her appetite. "So she likes this, doesn't she?" He asked Shi Wai for his opinion.


"supposedly like. Your choices are all good," chuckled Shi Wai.


"Alright," Ai Xin smiled widely then started walking towards their room.


As soon as he reached his room, he saw Ting Er lying against the wall curled up.


"Huang Lian, are you sick? Do I need to call a healer?" ask Ai Xin.


Ting Er heard it. But he won't answer.


"You slept? I brought you some food. If you wake up, please eat it. I put it on the table."


"Oh yeah later tonight we'll all be back in the room a little late at night. Today there is the judging of embroidery cloth. Almost midnight, the emperor will send a decree to summon one of the prospective concubines to his room tonight" Ai Xin said.


"Are you alone okay?" Ai Xin kept trying to get her to talk.


"It's okay. Thank you Ai Xin," Ting Er replied in a soft voice.


"Ah alright then," Ai Xin replied with a relieved smile as soon as her friend responded.


As soon as her friend left, Ting Er immediately straightened her body for smelling a delicious smell. But after staring at the plate he again put on his sad face when he remembered Chuan Yun who had been providing food for him.


He laid his body against the wall and mourned for his fate.


Chuan Yun ... how is the wedding? Is that girl sweeter than me? his inner.


Chuan Yun the ice cube. Have you been hurt by that girl? inner again.


Ting Er remained in such a position all night without falling asleep. Until almost midnight came the sound of a crowd from the hall.


"Miss Xing Huang Lian was chosen by the emperor! Lucky cat embroidery is a great idea. And again lucky cat statue had existed in the history of the dynasty. He is luck to the emperor tonight!" There was a loud voice of the reader of the emperor's decree.