After dinner, Su Yu brought the Tremella lotus seed soup.

This soup is very good, with thick soup, smooth in the mouth, sweet but not greasy. On a dry winter day, eating a tremella lotus seed soup is the most suitable.

Yao Jiaxin ate two cups in one breath, and her stomach was round. Just as she was about to go to bed, she heard two subtle "meow" sounds coming from outside. There was no wind tonight, and it was extremely quiet, so even the subtle cat meow was particularly clear.

Su Yu said: "I'm afraid it's a wild cat from somewhere, so I'll drive it away now."

Yao Jiaxin hurriedly said, "It's so cold outside, so let it come in." - It would be fine if it was an adult wild cat, but a little cat wouldn't be able to survive the long cold night.

Su Yu knew that her master was soft-hearted, so she quickly said "Yes", walked out of the side hall quickly, followed the meowing sound, and found the little guy from the corner outside the window. She quickly stepped up and grabbed it. The small ball was so obedient, fluffy, soft, trembling, and as weak as a jerk.

Su Yu carried this gadget back into the house and held it in front of her little master.

Yao Jiaxin wiped the corner of her mouth and looked at the thin little thing on Su Yu's hand. She was about two palms the size of a palm, messy fluff, and a lot of dry grass fragments on her body, looking miserable. What's even more eye-catching is the face of this little cat - half white, half orange-red, with a clear contrast and clear distinction. Such a color is strange!

Yao Jiaxin smiled and muttered in her heart: She is still a yin-yang-faced little cat.

"Meow~" The little cat with Yin-Yang face screamed at her pitifully, her eyes were wet, and the sound of her stomach rumbling and trembling little look was so pitiful.

Yao Jiaxin glanced at the plate of red bean cake on the kang table, then told Su Yu to pour half a bowl of hot water, throw the red bean cake in, melt it and mash it, then gently put it on the ground, and said to the thin little thing: "Here, eat it."

The little thing was obviously hungry. He immediately struggled to pounce on him when he smelled the fragrance. His light pink tongue quickly licked and his small tongue was squirting. His pair of front paws were pulled on the bowl, and the whole cat wanted to get into the bowl. Yao Jiaxin saw it and couldn't help laughing.

Su Yu couldn't help asking: "My master, can you want to... raise this cat?"

Yao Jiaxin smiled and looked at her, "What? Is it not allowed to keep cats in the palace?"

"That's not, but..." Su Yu showed a little hesitation, "The emperor likes dogs, so no concubines in the palace have a cat." For example, the chief concubine Mao raised a Jingzhu dog and specially arranged a small eunuch to serve him.

"Oh?" Yongzheng likes dogs. Yao Jiaxin knew about this, but she didn't expect that the concubines in the palace had gone to such an extent. However, this can be seen that this yin-yang-faced little cat is indeed a wild cat without a master, and she can adopt it with peace of mind.

Su Yu immediately sighed, "If you like it, keep it, just treat it as a relief." The little master is already past the age of competing for favor, so there is no need to work on those who have nothing to do.

As he spoke, the little cat licked the bottom of the bowl cleanly, and his little belly was round. The black cat's eyes still showed a desire for food. The sweet cry of "meow~" was soft and cute, making people's heart melt.

Su Yu was not soft-hearted at all and picked up the thin half-big cat again, "My master, this little thing seems to be full, so I will take it down to take a shower."

Yao Jiaxin hurriedly instructed: "Use warm water, wipe it well after washing it, but don't freeze it!"

Su Yu couldn't help but complain. When she was serving the little master, she didn't necessarily have so many instructions... She picked up a master and came back!

"I'll take it back after wiping it and put it on the edge of the charcoal basin!" Seeing Su Yu walking fast, Yao Jiaxin reminded her at the top of her voice.

If you ask Yao Jiaxin whether she is a cat or a dog party... she actually does not refuse everyone. As long as she is a cute little animal, she can make her cute. The little rabbit, the little hamster, and the fraternal Yao Jiaxin said that she wanted it. But she had no choice but to go abroad to buy it frequently, so she naturally had no time to take care of her pets. She planned to make the last purchase and raise a cat or a dog, but she died.

Unexpectedly, not long after the time travel, a cat came to the door on his own initiative. Yao Jiaxin felt itchy and wanted to get started and rubbed it himself.

"Su Yu, have you washed it?" Yao Jiaxin asked loudly, "Why just carry it in and wash it. There is no charcoal basin in the outside, so it will be frozen."

"My little master, this is coming soon!" Su Yu had no choice but to sing back quickly. Then he speeded up the movements on his hands. This part was naturally a bit rough, and the little cat was rubbing and screamed in pain.

Hearing the cat's scream, Yao Jiaxin became a little anxious: "Su Yu, be gentle! It's just that little, you can't be gentle."

Su Yu glared at the miserable little cat in the basin, and scolded him with resentment: "It's all because of you, I've never scolded me!"

The little cat shrank its neck, pitiful.

Su Yu snorted, picked up the towel on the scepter next to her, carefully wrapped the "cat owner" in it, wiped it carefully, and then walked into the inner room with her hands.

The cat who just came out of the bath was not very elegant, especially such a thin cat with little skinny face. The white and red hairs collapsed softly and chaoticly, revealing a bit funny.

Yao Jiaxin couldn't help but smile, "Look at this miserable look."

Su Yu couldn't help but murmur: "Where is this cat miserable? I don't know how many wild cats are frozen to death in the palace every year. It is so blessed and kept by my master. I will not have to worry about whether to eat or drink in the future, and I don't know how to enjoy more!"

Yao Jiaxin was stunned. How could this be so sour?

"Meow~" The little cat wrapped in a towel made a grandmother's cry.

Yao Jiaxin's attention returned to this little thing again, "Don't call cats in the future, just call it mandarin ducks."

Su Yu said softly: "Yuanyang? This name is better than a slave!"

Yao Jiaxin smiled and joked: "I just saw that its face looked like a mandarin duck hotpot, so I gave it this name."

After hearing this, Su Yu couldn't help laughing, "Is this the little master trying to eat the pot? But the taste of Yuanyang hot pot is too strong, your spleen and stomach are weak, so you can't eat spicy food."

Yes, her body is really weaker than a little cat!

Yao Jiaxin looked at her thin hands and hoped that her body would get better soon. She didn't dare to expect that she was strong, at least she couldn't fall down when the wind blew.

The second year of Yongzheng was approaching the end of the year. Yao Jiaxin was quite familiar with the history of the Qing Dynasty and had a certain understanding of her situation. The Yongzheng Dynasty's administration was rectified, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs must not dare to deduct it too much. Her top position, Maopin, was also a "good person" who ate vegetarianism and chanted Buddha's name. She was peaceful and ate and waited for death and wanted a long life. It was not difficult.

As she is now 28 years old... no, she is twenty-eight years old, and in the eyes of others, she is already an old woman who cannot be favored by others. Naturally, she will not be regarded as a competitor, which means that her living environment should be relatively peaceful. However, her popularity seems to be not very good. In the past few days, except for the head Maopin who sent someone to send two boxes of Tremella, no one else visited her.

But thinking about it, women with a common man, no matter how intimate the sisters and sisters are, they will definitely be even more plastic than plastic flowers. Moreover, it is the end of the year, and everyone is preparing for the New Year’s Eve banquet. Who is willing to get sick?

The Fourth Master of Yongzheng wanted to mourn the late emperor for three years, and the concubines in the six palaces must have been lonely and cruel. After finally having the opportunity to meet the saint, he must work hard to strive for bright and dazzling.

In fact, Yao Jiaxin's historical impression of the Fourth Master of Yongzheng was quite good. She was diligent in discipline, rectifying the administration of officials, cleaning up finances, changing land to the current, spreading the capital into a mu, and collecting food into officials and gentry. This was a series of political acts that laid the foundation of the Qing Dynasty. During the reign of Yongzheng, it was also the best period for the Qing Dynasty's administration. Unfortunately, because he did not choose a good heir, many policies were destroyed and the government was over.

As a Dousheng Xiaomin, Yao Jiaxin cannot help but admire such a person. Similarly, she also understands that the Fourth Master Yongzheng is a very difficult person to mess with. He is mean and cold, and none of the people who go against him will end up having a good end. But of course, as a member of the concubines in the Fourth Master Yongzheng's harem, she was squeezed by the door and went to oppose the Fourth Master - well, in fact, she doesn't have the ability to go against the Fourth Master.

To be honest, she is not very interested in the Fourth Master today. Yao Jiaxin remembers that the Fourth Master seemed to ascend the throne at the age of 45, and now she is a bad old man who is almost fifty years old. She is not interested in acquiring an old man!

In the Hall of Yangxin late at night, the "old man" who was comparing the memorials suddenly had a very itchy nose and a big sneeze came out.
Chapter completed!