Chapter 1: Abao

In the main hall of the tourmaline palace, a small wearing a gray gown put down the golden silk cage in his hand and asked the Dean maiden sitting in the main position to ask for help.
The floor of the main hall is made of luxurious gold bricks. Although it is called a gold brick, it is actually black, and the surface is delicate and smooth, emitting a layer of sparkling water. It seems to be photographed by the light of the golden bricks. The little is a little dazzling, and he can't help but close his eyes and look up slightly at the emperor's embroidered shoes.
This is a pair of Yunjin embroidered shoes all over the dark gold bird, which is encrusted with small small red emeralds. It is arranged in a swirling shape along the tail feathers of the birds. It is crystal clear, colorful and colorful. It is beautiful.
I heard that these shoes were painted by the German goddess, and the emperor saw that he liked it a lot. He specially invited several craftsmen from the Siamese country to work day and night, and sent them on the day of the mother’s birthday, which made the public look red. . Even the little things that can be worn and dressed can be paid so much by the emperor. The degree of favor of the Deyi maiden can be seen. It is no wonder that Li Guifei's maidens who even took the six palaces have to avoid their edge.
Thinking of this, the little face is more respectful.
The woman in the main position is dressed in a royal blue palace dress, which is full of complicated peacock patterns with gold and silver two-color silk lines, which are radiant and glamorous, and dazzling. Although only seventeen or eighty years old, she is still very young and tender, and the woman looks like a hibiscus, the smog is smoggy, and the stern and noble style weakens the sense of childishness in her eyebrows, especially a pair of black and white eyes. The tip of the eye that was picked up slightly was bolded with a charcoal pen, and it looked more sharp and not angry.
The little hurriedly glanced at him and didn't dare to look at the second eye. His heart was secretly screaming: such a character comparable to a fairy scorpion, it is no wonder that only three years since he entered the palace, he has risen from the little nobles to the top of the four. Even the Queen's Empress is killed by her, not to mention the old man, the Li Guifei Niangniang who has long been fading? Waiting for the father of Deyi's maiden, the general of Jianwei, this time, blocking the victory of the savage army, this harem is not the world of the German goddess? It is also possible that the emperor will be a queen when he is happy.
In my heart, I thought about it. The little showed a charming smile on her face. When the German goddess called, she put the golden silk cage forward and pointed to the few little milk dogs in the cage.
These are a few white Shih Tzu dogs. The long, slender fur is shiny and bright, and the tweezers are meticulously combed. Because they are born less than a month, they are still very petite. The snow squirts are crowded together and look very affectionate. .
Deyi Fengmu was slightly stunned, his eyes suddenly brightened, and his straight back was tilted forward and looked down to the golden silk cage.
"This is..." The eyebrows were slightly stunned. She pointed to the two brown masses in the corner of the cage and asked hesitantly.
"Back to the maiden, this dog was a tribute to the big prince named "Gaul" six months ago. I heard that it is the court dog there, and the variety is also expensive. It coincides with the birth of the court dog, the slave. Thinking that there might be a master like it, I will come over with one." The little replied with respect.
Compared with Jingba and Shishi dogs, the Fanbang's hair is fluffy and curled, looks very messy, and the color is also dark brown in the earth, which is not in line with the aesthetics of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Although the quality is not good, but fortunately it is famous, those who are not favored, because they have no choice, may be happy to adopt. In view of this situation, the little picked two of them together before leaving.
Gaul? France? De Shouguang shimmered, and his red lips whispered. "Bring the cage up and let the palace be careful."
The little whispered, holding the cage on his chest, carefully walking under the seat of Dess, and standing down with a low eyebrow.
Deyi leaned over and fixed his eyes on the two brown scorpions in the cage. This is really two French poodles, fluffy curly fluff is an appetizing chocolate color, because of the proper care and shine, it looks very healthy, black and white eyes are moist, how to see How to please.
From the big world, Deyi's aesthetics are unique. I don't think these two puppies are ugly at first, but I like it very much.
In the eyes of Dexie's review, the slightly thin brown scorpion seemed to be a little uneasy. It turned back and hid in the corner of the cage, leaving the furry buttocks to Deyi to appreciate. The condensed spherical backs did not know why. A confusing and confusing taste. The brothers around him seemed to feel its uneasiness, and the hind legs rushed up, trying to give it a hug, but didn't want to be kicked by its claws, the action couldn't tell the sharp domineering, but with the little one The body and the short and small claws are how to feel how happy.
Deyi Junjun couldn't help but hold the embroidered pen in his hand and cover his mouth with a smile. He said to the small squad in the cage with one finger, "This is only very aura, let it be."
The little promised to take the brown scorpion out of the cage and hand it over to the big palace woman Bishui. It also took a lot of things to pay attention to when feeding. At the end, a bulging pouch was put into the cuff, and the tourmaline was out of joy. palace.
When the little went far away, Deyi, who was sitting in the main position, immediately fell softly, leaning on the chaise couch, taking off the golden nails on his hand, reaching out to the big palace woman, and eagerly Opening, "Come to the palace!" At this moment, the style of Yan Gaohua on her body seems to have been blown away by a strong wind, disappearing without a trace.
"The sissy is careful, this animal is a little embarrassed, it is difficult to hold very much." Bishui tightened the ten fingers, hugged the struggling puppies, and handed it to Dean and warned. She did not notice that when she heard the word "animal", the little milk dog in her hand had a moment of stiffness.
Waiting for the little milk dog to return to God, it has been transferred to the arms of Deyi. Dessert's long, lush fingertips are slowly and gently sliding over its back, bringing a feeling of shuddering, making it uncontrollably. Awkward voice.
"It's spoiling, it's so cute!" Dean's clear voice is full of smiles, very charming.
The little milk dog blinked, and there was a moment of intoxication, and then the body was stiff, and it struggled even more fiercely.
"Small things don't move, they will fall!" Seeing the little milk dog flapping out of his arms, Dean's face showed a flustered expression, and quickly reached for it.
But she was still a step late. The little milk dog jumped out of the arm and fell directly under the chaise couch. Although there was a thick wool carpet to cushion, it was born less than a month, and the body was very fragile. Not light, I couldn’t climb up on the carpet, half a small mouth with a long nipple, and I’m panting, looking very pitiful.
Deyi quickly bent down and held the little milk dog into his arms, turned it over and carefully examined the limbs, and called a pair of Bishui and Yin Cui to ask the doctor.
Until the doctor came and went, the little milk dog had been quietly letting people play, no longer struggling.
"True!" Make sure that the little milk dog is innocent, and that the German's tight and pretty face has a smile. Use your fingertips to lick the head of the little milk dog. The words are long and heavy. "You are still young and want to see the world." Don't rush for a while, wait for you to grow up, take action, and you can go anywhere."
The little milk dog looked up, and the sly eyes were staring at Deyi in a good way. The complexness of the eyes could not be said. It seems that people generally contain countless emotions and appear extremely agile. Deyi’s heart was very different. When he was about to look at it, the little milk dog had once again bowed his head and crouched in her arms. The soft, slumping body was weak and powerless, and it gave people a sense of helplessness.
Dean faintly thought that he thought more, while he touched the back of the little milk dog and told Feng to go to pick up a bowl of meat porridge.
The soft and fragrant meat porridge is quickly smashed. Feng 嬷嬷 and other porridge are cool and then return to the tourmaline palace and put it on a table of rosewood and octagonal. Deyi walked over, put down the little milk dog, pointed at the porridge bowl and said softly, "Small things, eat fast."
The little milk dog almost couldn't wait to leave Dean's arms, and then sat on the table of the Eight Immortals, and glanced at the meat porridge, and glanced at Deyi and others and then no action.
Deyi reached out and pushed the buttocks of the little milk dog. He said softly, "Small things, just screaming in the stomach, why don't you eat it now?"
The little milk dog moved his body and continued to sit still. His appearance was flat and steady, and he did not move to the porridge.
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A group of people in the palace replied in unison, following the Desheng, the fish ran out of the main hall, and the temple quickly quieted down. About a quarter of an hour later, the meat porridge has been completely cold, but the delicious meat taste remains in the air, constantly stimulating the taste buds of the small milk dog. Sucking in the mouth, the little milk dog turned his neck and looked around to make sure that no one around him lifted the small claws of the meat, and walked to the side of the bowl, first swaying the small nose and sniffing, then sticking out The pink little tongue sipped and found that the taste was better than expected. It slammed and sipped.
"Hey! The little things are shy!" Dean, who was hiding behind the door, smiled and almost fell, and her attendants couldn't help but laugh.
Hearing the low laughter, the little milk dog was stiff and his head was buried in the bowl. After a long while, Xu was doing a psychological construction. The little milk dog moved in a direction, and used the to face Deyi and others. The first arch and the arch continued to eat, and there was a kind of broken cans.
Deyi did not hide when he saw it. He smiled and walked out from behind the door. He sat at the table, leaned his head, and squatted with one hand, enjoying the cute eating of the little milk dog with relish.
At first, the little milk dog also glanced at her from time to time, and saw her sitting quietly on the side, neither talking nor moving, she put down her defense and devoted herself to eating.
After the little milk dog finished eating a small bowl of meat and porridge, Deyi took it to the table and took it for a walk around the tourmaline palace. Half an hour passed quickly, and as the sky was dark, Deyi quickly prepared the hot water and the brazier for the palace, and personally gave the little milk dog a bath.
Newborn puppies can't take a bath, and it takes four months to get into the water. But the little milk dog is raised in the cat and dog house. The attendants are not taking care of it. They have an unpleasant smell. Deyi smelled it, but decided to take a damp heat to the little dog to scrub a little.
Not as good as other puppies, the little milk dog is very cooperative, making Dean somewhat surprised. "There is nothing wrong with this palace. This little thing has aura and is smart!" With the meat claws of the little milk dog, Dean's tone is somewhat smug and somewhat petting. Keeping pets is also a matter of fate. She feels that she and her little things must have a good relationship. Will she like it at a glance?
"Odd girl, we can't always call a small thing, give it a name?" Yin Cui smiles.
"Well," Deyi phoenix eyes whispered, and after a moment of indulgence, he said, "It’s called Abao, the heart of the palace."
A Bao? The baby's body is stiff.
Deyi had no idea, handing the semi-wet little milk dog to the clear water with a dry towel waiting for it. The two large fire bowls that burned away drove away the chill of the early autumn. The freshly baked Abao children's shoes were wrapped in towels, crouching on Dean's knees, while listening to her conversation with the palace people, staring at the brazier.
"A Bao fell asleep, took his nest and put it in my bedroom." Seeing the little dog's eyes closed, breathing evenly, the hair was completely dry, and Deyi stopped talking. Silently shouted.
Feng Wei quickly brought a small basket wrapped in wicker and covered with soft cotton cloth and placed in the corner of the dormitory. Deyi carefully put A Bao into it, and carefully pulled a piece of cotton cloth to cover its small belly.
When Deyi left lightly and gently, Abao, who had already slept, opened his eyes, and the bright and sharp eyes were very penetrating. It was especially strange to match it with a small group.