Bai Zhi'er was the first to react.
She stepped aside: "Are you planning to climb in through the window again?"
A trace of unease appeared on Feng Fuce's jade-like face.
He averted his dark eyes and raised a plump orange cat in his hand.
"The big orange was wandering around your window just now. I guessed it was looking for food, afraid it would wake you up, so I intended to take it away."
Bai Zhi'er quickly went over and cradled the orange cat in her arms.
The big orange meowed twice, gently placing its paw on Bai Zhi'er's shoulder, expressing its hunger.
So many years had passed, and the once chubby orange cat had become somewhat thin.
It was an old cat now.
Its offspring were now spread throughout the imperial palace.
But it always went to the Xiuluo Guard and Ruizhu Palace to scrounge for food and drinks, sometimes bringing its children along.
Bai Zhi'er gently scratched the big orange's chin.
"Hungry, are you? Is it because Brother Chu Ping isn't feeding you?"
