the cat in emperor's arms

moonlight

Ming Luomeng played with her hands for a while, touching her hair and facial features, and only then did her heartbeat slowly return to her chest, calming down. Although she didn’t know why, she had indeed turned back into a human.

But then she realized an important issue.

Although she had transformed from a cat back into a human, her fur had not turned into clothes.

So at this moment, she was stark naked. Ming Luomeng’s cheeks flushed red, and she quickly gathered the silk blanket around herself, shrinking her head under it. The blanket still seemed to carry a faint bamboo-like scent.

Pei Shenyu probably hadn’t discovered that she had turned back into a human yet, right?

She had been living comfortably all this time, never thinking about when she might return to her human form, let alone what Pei Shenyu’s reaction would be if he found out she wasn’t a mere cat, but a person.

If an ordinary person saw a cat suddenly turn into a human, they would likely regard her as some sort of demon, eager to get rid of her as quickly as possible.

And what about Pei Shenyu?

At the thought of Pei Shenyu pointing a blade at her, Ming Luomeng’s face turned pale, and she felt a vague, indescribable sadness. She stood there in a daze for a while, her heart as cold and desolate as frost in late autumn.

She shook her head, trying hard to cast away her far-fetched worries. The most urgent task right now was to find something to cover herself with... even if she ended up being captured as a demon, at least she wouldn’t be in such a shameful state.

Ming Luomeng bit her lip, glancing around in a panic. Suddenly, she spotted a light blue robe draped over the back of a chair in the study.

As if seeing a lifeline, she quickly reached out and grabbed the robe. Clumsily, she dressed herself in it, and once she had tightly secured the sash around her waist, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A faint bamboo-wood scent lingered around her, wrapping her in its presence.

Her mind, which had been slow for a while, began to turn again—this was Pei Shenyu’s usual scent.

So, what she was wearing now... was his robe.

Surrounded by that cool and refreshing fragrance, it was as if she were once again nestled in Pei Shenyu’s embrace, just like before. Ming Luomeng's heart began to race like a deer, her face growing hot. The jade-like white of her earlobes turned as red as if painted with rouge.

Not long ago, before she remembered she was human, she used to love acting spoiled and lazy in his arms.

Even after recalling her human identity, her sense of decorum didn’t last long.

Ever since Pei Shenyu had saved her from the tiger’s jaws, her reliance on him had overwhelmed all other emotions. Step by step, she had fallen into the gentle comfort of the Crown Prince’s embrace.

...It was all his fault. It wasn't that she lacked dignity.

Ming Luomeng took a deep breath.

From now on, she just needed to be very careful and make sure Pei Shenyu didn’t discover that she was human.

But just as her mind wandered off, her stomach suddenly let out a soft grumble, followed by a wave of hunger that pierced her intensely. Ming Luomeng rubbed her belly, and with a sudden sense of distress, realized:

She was hungry.

Since Pei Shenyu had brought her back and spoiled her, Ming Luomeng hadn’t had to worry about her meals at all. She couldn’t even remember the last time she had felt this kind of gnawing hunger.