This King Is a Cat

This king is dead. Nine hundred years later, he became an orange cat. On a rainy night, I squatted at the door of a stranger's house and scratched the door. The girl with dark circles opened the door and looked down at me: "Poor little girl!" This King: ... Poor little boy? At that time, all civil and military officials in the dynasty had to kneel down when they saw me. But she carried me into the house, gave me food, and scratched my chin. Okay, let's settle here first. Then she named me "Yuanbao" and let me sleep in a cardboard box. I kicked it over and jumped on her most expensive cushion. I thought my life would just go on like this - until she brought back a paperweight from the antique street. I had a splitting headache, and the severe pain of being burned by fire in my previous life swept over me. Then her best friend brought a torn book, pointed at the pattern on it and screamed: "This 'Seven Stars Imprisoning the Dragon Bureau'! The tomb of the prince who was crucified in the eyes of the formation is under that new building in our city!" Shen Jinglan looked down at me. This king:...... Is it too late to run now? It's too late. The next day, the bookstore was smashed, and a threat came over the phone: "Mind your own business, and don't forget that your parents are still in this city." This king squatted in the mess on the ground and licked his paws. OK. Now that the secret can no longer be hidden, it's time to settle the scores from nine hundred years ago. She picked me up and said, "Don't be afraid, let's go together." I brushed her wrist with my tail. Silly girl. ——This is my king, here to protect you. [Modern imagination + cute pet complaints + group decryption + two-way protection]