Chapter 193

Chapter 193

The intercepted note reached Kangxi's hands. "Hmph..." Looking at the small note in his hand, Kangxi's smile was devoid of warmth, his eyes cold with a hint of killing intent.

While Kangxi naturally prioritized court affairs over the trivialities of the inner palace,

not spending all day overseeing the trivial matters of the inner palace did not mean others could interfere. Kangxi's gaze grew more intense.

"Your Majesty,"

"Go on,"

...

Kangxi looked sternly at Little Milk Dragon standing honestly in front of him, hands behind his back, appearing obedient, though his small eyes betrayed his distraction. "Stand straight, stop fidgeting."

Hearing this, Little Milk Dragon pouted but stood even straighter.

Then he whispered, "Father, is Honored Mother Consort feeling better?" asking the question that mattered most to him.

His fingers behind his back couldn't help but fidget.

"She's taken her medicine and is resting now," Kangxi said calmly.

Just moments ago, he had scolded Little Milk Dragon for being fidgety and restless, completely forgetting that he hadn't been exactly steady when he first arrived either. No one should laugh at anyone else, but to save face, he could only pick on Little Milk Dragon, who arrived later and didn't notice, and no one dared to remind him of this embarrassing fact.

The one who would do such a thing was still inside, sleeping soundly.

Hearing this, Little Milk Dragon was still a little upset. Why did Father make it sound so simple?

He knew Honored Mother Consort was fine now, but he still wanted to see her.

"Father, can Baocheng see Honored Mother Consort?" Little Milk Dragon asked, puffing out his cheeks, then immediately assured, "Baocheng will definitely not wake Honored Mother Consort!"

He'd be super quiet! He definitely wouldn't wake Honored Mother Consort! Little Milk Dragon nodded vigorously, as if to confirm.

When he sneaked out before, the servants didn't notice because he was so quiet and stealthy, successfully sneaking out without the servants noticing him.

He wasn't always so fidgety!

Kangxi nearly laughed. It was because the servants had pretended not to notice. It wasn't him avoiding the servants; it was the servants who had to dodge to avoid being seen by him, and pretend not to see him wandering around!

Not calling him out, he even bragged.

"No, your Honored Mother Consort is a light sleeper," Kangxi said without changing his expression.

Light sleeper, my eye.

That little rascal usually falls asleep quicker than anyone, and once asleep, it's hard to wake her up. If forced to wake her, she even has a temper.

This time too, her sleeping posture was really unsightly, so Kangxi had to maintain some dignity for her.

He could only remain cold-faced, acting like a stern and unyielding father.

Of course, ahem, Kangxi would never admit that although the little rascal had a bad sleeping posture, she looked very cute when asleep.

Little Milk Dragon, unaware of his father's malicious intent, believed it.

Although he really wanted to see Honored Mother Consort, it wouldn't be good if he woke her up. If Honored Mother Consort, who was still sick, was woken up, she would definitely feel uncomfortable.

Though a bit disappointed, Little Milk Dragon said very sensibly, "Alright, then Baocheng will wait until Honored Mother Consort wakes up to see her."

Then, with a look that suggested he intended to keep waiting there, he immediately locked eyes with his old father, his sparkling eyes radiating a naive clarity.

Kangxi, who wanted to send the little one away before returning to check on someone: "..."

If he left now, the little one would surely follow him like a pesky little tail.

After the father and son locked eyes for a moment, Kangxi suddenly launched into an impromptu quiz on his studies.

Oh, how utterly suffocating.

Even the usually smart and studious little milk dragon was a bit dazed, seemingly not expecting that at such a time, his father would still quiz him on his studies.

Kangxi, however, was very stern and serious, saying that he had been quite busy recently and hadn't had time to check on his studies, so he decided to casually quiz him today to see if he had been slacking off.

As if Kangxi didn't already have people reporting on the princes' progress even when he was too busy.

A father's sudden concern is the most dreaded, as it always comes with a quiz.

Such is the weight of paternal love.

The little milk dragon: "..."

The little milk dragon had indeed been studying hard without slacking off, but his father's concern was too heavy, and questioning was inevitable.

Even if you knew the answers, he could change the questions at any moment.

After a series of questions, the little milk dragon was already at a temporary desk, copying something with his head bowed in concentration.

Completely set up.

Kangxi brushed off some imaginary dust from his clothes and was about to get up to check if the little rascal had kicked off her covers.

But before he could rise, he heard the familiar meowing of a cat from afar, pausing him.

The scolding meows grew louder and closer, impossible to ignore.

Soon, Kangxi saw a white figure dart in, still scolding away.

Upon seeing Kangxi, it stopped only to scold him, clearly furious.

After venting its anger by scolding the human, it finally calmed down.

Pot Lid: There's no one this cat wouldn't dare to scold!

But Pot Lid had urgent matters, so after a brief scolding, it let go of the annoying human.

Just as it was about to dart inside, Kangxi quickly scooped it up.

Pot Lid's legs flailed before it turned to continue meowing in displeasure.

Don't ask why Kangxi is so skilled at catching cats.

"Behave," Kangxi said as he held it up, pinching the back of its neck.

The once fierce Pot Lid immediately softened when its scruff was pinched, but it still stubbornly smacked its lips.

As Kangxi caught Pot Lid, the servants appeared behind him, somewhat belatedly.

The servants knew they had failed by letting the cat run here and disturb their masters.

Today, the Imperial Noble Consort came down with a cough, and the Emperor is already upset with the servants for their poor care.

Now, they couldn't even keep Pot Lid from running over here. Right now, the Imperial Noble Consort is too busy to worry about the cat, and Pot Lid is making a lot of noise. Coming to the Emperor now, how could he possibly be in the mood to deal with a cat?

As expected,

"You can't even control a cat, what good are you?" Kangxi frowned and said coldly, his impatience clear in his voice.

Kangxi was about to say more, but the spirited Pot Lid, being held, adjusted and started making noise again.

Unlike its earlier fierce meows, it now changed its tune, crying pitifully as if something terrible had happened.

The cat's face scrunched up pitifully, its already large cheeks looking even bigger, almost hiding its neck.

Amidst the pitiful meows, Kangxi, stern-faced, scolded continuously, only to be interrupted by more meows. Who is this trying to bother?

Kangxi, cold-faced, pinched its thick cheeks and was about to say, 'Keep making noise, and I'll lock you up.'

"Hmm?" Just then, a familiar female voice chimed in.

Su Yi came out and saw Kangxi, cold-faced, holding the cat with one hand and pinching its chubby cheeks with the other, as if he wanted to do something to the small, pitiful, but fat kitten.

She asked gently, "What are you doing to Pot Lid?"

Kangxi stiffened, his hand that was pinching the cat's cheek turned to stroke the black bangs on Pot Lid's head backward.

Looking up at Su Yi, his expression quickly changed, and he said naturally, "Why are you up? Why not sleep more? It's been a while since I've seen Pot Lid, and it's still as fat as ever."

Kangxi's hand stroked the cat's head backward, making Pot Lid, a somewhat cute cat, feel its scalp tighten, almost rolling its eyes back.

Pot Lid, as if losing its soul: Stinky human, it's a bit tight, meow!

The little milk dragon, witnessing everything: '...' The Emperor changes his expression so fast.

Whether Su Yi believed it or not, she walked over, took Pot Lid from Kangxi, and held it in her arms.

Once in her arms, Pot Lid, as if seeing a relative, instantly clung to Su Yi's shoulder, burying its head and softly meowing pitifully.

As if telling on him.

Su Yi held and stroked it gently, her touch much softer than Kangxi's rough technique.

Kangxi's cat-stroking technique is so bad, any cat would give it a poor review.

Pot Lid, big and chubby, filled Su Yi's arms, still acting like a clingy kitten wanting to be held.

Kangxi, reacting, watched the fat cat still pretending to be pitiful, gritting his teeth.

He thought, just now this fat cat was full of vigor, fiercely meowing, and now it's pitifully meowing, such a face-changing cat.

Kangxi thought it was because being fierce didn't work, the situation was stronger than the cat, so it turned to pretending to be pitiful, after all, this fat cat has always been like this, cowardly.

Although Kangxi would never fall for its pitiful routine.

But what a surprise, it was actually to lure the Imperial Noble Consort over!

Still pretending to be pitiful in front of the Imperial Noble Consort, Kangxi's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the big fat cat curled up pitifully in the Imperial Noble Consort's arms.

What a cunning little kitten.

Kangxi reached out to support her waist, with apparent concern, "You haven't fully recovered yet, so you don't get tired holding it for too long. It might be too heavy and tiring to hold for long." He subtly suggested that the cat was quite heavy.

"It's fine, how heavy can Pothead be?" Su Yi replied nonchalantly, she wasn't so ill that she couldn't hold a cat.

Then she felt its belly, which was a bit hollow, "It must be hungry."

Pothead meowed in response as if agreeing.

"I was almost starved to death, meow!"

"No one fed me today!"

"I haven't eaten a single fish stick, meow!!"

Su Yi looked towards the servants and asked, "Why hasn't anyone fed Pothead?" It's been almost a whole day without food, no wonder he's so upset.

Su Yi lovingly stroked his belly.

"He's going to get too thin."

The servants were sweating buckets, because the lady had a coughing fit, the entire Yonghe Palace was in a frenzy, and after the Emperor arrived and made a scene, they were all kneeling outside in punishment. Who would have remembered to prepare food for Pothead?

Even if they had remembered, would they have dared to say, "Pothead hasn't been fed today, let's go feed him and then come back to continue kneeling??!"

Finally, the lady woke up, passed the danger, and they were allowed to get up. They hadn't even had a chance to rub their knees a few times when the servant in charge of Pothead suddenly remembered that they hadn't taken care of him at all today!

By the time they realized, Pothead had already angrily broken something and dashed out, heading straight for the lady. They couldn't keep up with Pothead.

Now that the lady asked, the servant was also sweating buckets, speechless, and could only admit to their negligence and ask for punishment.

"Alright, go down and find some food for Pothead first," Su Yi instructed. Now is not the time for apologies; it's better to go get some food to feed the cat.

The servants were relieved. If the lady hadn't woken up at this time, who knows what would have happened.

Now that they had the lady's instructions, they were grateful and quickly agreed and went down to get the food.

The poor thing is getting thin from hunger, Su Yi was heartbroken, thin cats don't feel as good to hold.

Kangxi, who was standing by: "...." Missing one meal won't make it lose much weight, it's still solidly fat!