Quickly wear: My little husband is pampered and arrogant

The next day, Xiang Qing woke up and found a familiar person lying next to him. He felt nauseous and wanted to vomit instantly. He immediately rolled out of bed. Unexpectedly, someone grabbed him back inside and hugged him tightly, "A Qing, Come lie down with me for a while, I just came to your place after my morning session, I’m a little tired.”

"Your Majesty, are you tired?" Xiang Qing struggled crazily and sneered unabashedly, "I think you're tired because you didn't sleep enough. Let go! Is it interesting?!"

Shang Fei's eyebrows jumped, looking at his mocking expression, as if she knew something, she said hurriedly: "Aqing... I was a little late last night approving the memorial. When I came back, you were already asleep, so I didn't want to wake you up. Today I went to court early in the morning, so I am really tired, can you accompany me?"

The temperature of Xiang Qing's eyes dropped to the lowest level when he saw him, "Your Majesty, you can rest by yourself when you are tired. Is it possible that I still have to stay here with you?"

He never knew that Shang Fei could even tell such a lie just to deceive him, which made him extremely disgusted.

If he stayed with her for a second longer, he would feel short of breath. Even if he stayed with her, he would feel like a red rash all over his body, and it would be very itchy.

"I'm going to take a bath. Your Majesty can just sleep by yourself. If that doesn't work, go back and find other servants to sleep with you."

Xiang Qing's words today were sarcastic, and more importantly, she couldn't hear any friendship in them, only his cold tone. Shang Fei suddenly panicked and hugged him tightly without letting go, "Aqing, why are you doing this so early in the morning?" If I want to take a bath, I don’t want any other servants to sleep with me, I only want you.”

"Why do you need to take a shower?" Xiang Qing broke away from her and slapped her hard, "I think you are dirty! Shang Fei! You are clean on the outside but dirty on the inside! I dislike it so much! I feel dirty even if you touch me .”

"Get out of the way! Don't touch me!"

Don't touch him...

Shang Fei sat up and looked at the departing figure. His heart throbbed violently and he covered his heart with trembling hands...

Don't touch him...

He doesn't want her to touch him...

He dislikes her for being dirty...

Why do you think she is dirty...

She is obviously very clean...

Xiang Qing's figure suddenly blurred in her vision, and she couldn't hold it no matter what. In a daze, she saw the boy weaving a garland for her again, but she seemed to be unable to see his appearance clearly.

She seems to have seen it again...

It was Xiang Qing who snatched the garland from her hand and threw it on the ground. He stepped on it several times and looked at her with a mocking look and said, "I think you are dirty. Why should I give you the garland? Such a clean and pure thing, you are like this How can a dirty person deserve it.”

Shang Fei's eyes trembled, as if she was withdrawn from the memory. She hugged her legs and felt her throat rolling, which was extremely uncomfortable. It was like countless sharp needles piercing it, and it was bloody, constantly reminding her that she was dirty.

Her breathing became more and more rapid, the corners of her eyes were red, and her panicked look was nothing like the once aloof emperor. Her voice was choked with sobs, "Aqing...I'm not dirty...you can't dislike me..."

"I'm not dirty..."

"I'm not dirty..."

"I am Aqing's favorite wife..."

Shang Fei wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his trembling hands, stood up quickly and ran towards the place where Qing was bathing, his pace was extremely panicked.

In the smoky hot spring, Xiang Qing was still sleeping with his eyes closed, and his whole body was glowing white. He was only sixteen when he gave birth to a daughter, but now he is only twenty, but he feels that his body is like that of an old man. No difference.

Hearing the panicked footsteps, he slowly opened his eyes, without thinking about who it was, and then took the clothes next to him and put them on. Before he had fastened his belt, Shang Fei rushed in, clenching his fists and approaching him step by step, " Aqing..."

Xiang Qing fastened his belt slowly and said, "Your Majesty has lost his composure."

After saying this, he was about to leave. Unexpectedly, Shang Fei, a bastard, was thrown against a pillar. The pain in his back made him frown, and then he continued to taunt her, "What? You can't accept it when I call you dirty?"

Shang Fei didn't know what to do with him, so he stood there helplessly, "I'm not dirty... A Qing... I'm not dirty..."

Perhaps he was heartbroken, but Xiang Qing felt that this person made him extremely irritated, "Aren't you dirty? Who is dirty if you're not dirty... Your Majesty..."

Shang Feihong looked at him with red eyes and stubbornly repeated three words, "I'm not dirty..."

Xiang Qing slapped her hard again and tore her clothes apart. There were many ambiguous marks on them. He pointed with his hand and cursed angrily: "Aren't you dirty?! What is this?!"

"Isn't it dirty?!"

"Shang Fei! How far do you want to deceive yourself?! Can you wake up?!"

Shang Fei's body trembled and he murmured, "You...you know..."

She wanted to step forward and hug Xiang Qing, but unexpectedly she was pushed away. Xiang Qing ran out again, leaving her standing there blankly.

Shang Fei suddenly covered his head and his mouth trembled, "That's not the case..."

"not like this……"

She never thought of doing anything inappropriate with that palace man...

It was he who seduced her...

She had him executed...

She thought...

She thought...

Aqing won't find out...

……

After that day, Xiang Qing seemed to be a completely different person. Whenever Shang Fei came to see him, he would sneer at her regardless of whether anyone was there or not, without caring about her face.

Why should he care about her face? She treated him like this, so what kind of face could she have?

Just like now, there were palace people everywhere in the palace, including those from his side and those brought by Shang Fei himself. Unsurprisingly, they started arguing. Xiang Qing slapped her a few times again, "Your Majesty, please leave if you have nothing to do. It's really an eyesore." "

The others were very discerning and hurriedly exited. Shang Fei couldn't tell what kind of mood he was feeling now. He just felt uncomfortable. In addition to being uncomfortable, he felt uncomfortable. His heart seemed to have been cut open abruptly, and countless blood was spreading.

"Aqing...don't you want me anymore..."

Xiang Qing still didn't realize that her words were paranoid and weird, so he continued to sarcastically say, "What do I want you to do? You be your majesty, and I will be my royal husband. We will not interfere with each other, and we will not interfere with each other."

Shang Fei trembled, a sinister look flashed in his scarlet eyes, "Aqing will regret it..."

Xiang Qing didn't want to deal with this lunatic. It turned out that he felt much better if he didn't like someone.

Recently, his desire to leave the palace has become stronger and stronger. One more look at Shang Fei makes him want to die, but he can't at the moment. One is the queen's side, and the other is the mother's family. They all have relations with the royal family, so he can't leave the palace. .

He couldn't just care about him and ignore others. Shang Fei was the emperor after all. If he left the palace, she would probably take action against the Xiang family.

Xiang Qing ignored her crazy words and turned around to leave.

Shang Fei looked crazy, her Aqing must be joking with her, he also likes her...

She returned to her normal imperial appearance, and if one ignored the strange paranoia in her eyes, one would think she was a normal person.

As soon as Shang Fei sat down in the imperial study, someone came outside to report that Xin Na's servant wanted to see her.

That servant who looks like A Qing...