C11 The Softest Gift!

“This little guy dared to eat and drink in the prince’s mansion, and he even stole two fish. Butler Jiang said that he must punish him severely and give him a good beating!” San Qi deliberately raised his voice.

Lan Qingqian looked at San Qi’s gem-like misty blue eyes, which were as big as San Qi’s palm, and she couldn’t bear to see it anymore.

She begged, “San Qi, give it to me. Don’t beat it. It must be very hungry. It didn’t do it on purpose, okay?” She felt sad. The little kitten was as pitiful as she was. It must have been lost with its mother.

San Qi pretended to be difficult, “You want to raise it, but the prince won’t agree!”

Lan Qingqian was in a dilemma. She seemed to have thought of something, so she said, “Yes, didn’t Butler Jiang say that he would prepare a yard for me? I am willing to move to the yard. I will hide it in the yard, and the old prince won’t know!” She looked at San Qi’s hand with a longing look.

San Qi thought for a while and handed it to her, “But you have to promise that you will stay in the yard and not run out. Otherwise, if you don’t have a master, you will be caught by Butler Jiang and stewed.” Gu Jun’an had spent a lot of effort to find a little orange tabby for her. He wanted her to have someone to worry about, so that she wouldn’t have to think about leaving the prince’s mansion at any time.

Lan Qingqian took the kitten and took a bite. She nodded solemnly and said, “I can raise it well. I used to have an orange tabby!”

“Just like Fat Orange!”

She held the little orange cat’s head and said, “Just call it Fat Orange! You have to be fat!”

San Qi thought to himself, ‘With a cat like you who can eat, how can your cat be fat?’

The butler of the kitchen complained to San Qi that the vegetables they sold these two days were all carried by carts and horses. They couldn’t take it anymore!

The accountant said, ‘If you keep it for a few years, the Seventh Prince’s Mansion will be bankrupt!’

Lan Qingqian sneakily carried the little orange cat back to her own yard. San Qi went back to report the mission. Butler Jiang came in and San Qi saw San Qi bringing a little girl to the mansion.

“Little Orange, you can stay in this box from now on.” Lan Qingqian squatted on the ground and found some pieces of cloth to stuff into the wooden box. She whispered to the orange cat.

“You have to hide well. If the old son-in-law sees you, he will catch you and take you away.”

“Your Highness…” The tender red figure at the door saw the little figure and couldn’t hold back her emotions. She was so emotional that she started crying. She said, “Your Highness.”

The voice was very familiar. Lan Qingqian, who didn’t turn her head, couldn’t help but be stunned. She thought she had heard it wrong. She put the little orange cat aside and turned her head with a face full of disbelief. She saw Chun Sui, who was smiling with tears on her face, suddenly jump up and run happily into Chun Sui’s arms.

“Spring roll?”

Because she was too excited, she lost control of her strength and directly threw the spring roll over.

She didn’t care about anything else. She pressed the spring roll on her body and used her little head to rub the spring roll. She was so excited that her eyes were red. “Spring roll, you came! That’s great! I dreamt of you last night. I thought I would never see you again.”

Spring roll also hugged her tightly and caressed her shoulder. “Yes, the empress dowager didn’t let me follow you. I had to run out of the palace and secretly follow you. I am the princess’s servant. I will follow you wherever you go.”

She hugged her for a while and acted like a spoiled child. Lan Qingqian seemed to have remembered something and immediately grabbed her hand to look at the little orange cat.

“Spring roll, look?”

Spring roll saw the little orange cat in the box and was surprised. “How does it look like Fat Orange when he was young?”

“Father always said that all the orange cats in the world are the same. Nine out of ten orange cats are fat!” She touched the little orange cat’s head and said, “I asked San Qi to secretly leave it!” She told her about the little cat’s background.

Spring roll muttered in her heart, “My princess, are you sure that the Seventh Prince didn’t know? If he didn’t know, how could this guard be so bold to make the decision?”

Lan Qingqian had her own plan in her heart. When she saw the orange cat, she seemed to remember about Spring roll. She slapped her forehead and said anxiously, “Oh no, the little orange cat is an outsider. The old son-in-law doesn’t want it. He won’t chase you out, right?”