I became a tyrant's rainbow fart [Transmigration Book]

Song Pu left the palace holding the g and v of Emperor Taizu and his male concubine, and when he got home, he remembered that he forgot to bring out the erotic pictures he borrowed from Chang Jiangming!

For a moment he hesitated whether to go back to the palace to get it, but thinking of Tantai Yi, he flinched again.

He can imagine the brain circuit of the dog emperor. He said to him: "I don't know that Song Qing is so hungry and thirsty, and can have so many erotic pictures, no wonder his body is so weak."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Tantai Yi's dog mouth would really spit out such words. Although Song Pu didn't really hear Tantai Yi say these words to him, he was already angry in advance.

He is not false at all!

He's just an ordinary boy.

The lantern seemed a little surprised at his early return, and couldn't help asking him: "Why did the young master return early today?"

Song Pu said absently: "Your Majesty is sympathetic, let me go home early."

Lantern laughed when he heard this, and said: "The emperor is considerate, it is the young master's blessing."

Song Pu asked him to bring hot water, and he was going to take a bath.

The lantern obediently responded, and said again: "Young Master, Eldest Young Master is going to Saibei the day after tomorrow, do you have anything to say to Eldest Young Master?"

When the lantern was lifted, Song Pu remembered that Song Lingyun's departure was approaching, so he paused again, and went to visit Song Lingyun first.

Song Lingyun was still in Mother Song's courtyard at the moment, pinching Mother Song's shoulders. Seeing Song Pu coming over, she was also a little surprised, and asked, "Why did you come back early today?"

Seeing that his expression changed slightly, Song Pu hurriedly said, "It's because I'm not feeling well, Your Majesty asked me to come back early to rest."

Song Lingyun didn't want to hear any good things about that person, so he frowned slightly and didn't speak.

Song Pu looked at Mother Song, and said sweetly: "Mother, you are so delicate and beautiful today. If you don't comb the girl's bun and go out with your son, people will definitely be regarded as a pair of siblings."

Song's mother Xu had just cried not long ago, and her eye circles were still a little red, but when she heard Song Pu say this, she was amused by him, "Nonsense, how old is your mother and I, how can we still be siblings with you. "

Song Pu said sincerely: "Mother's hairstyle looks a bit old-fashioned. If she puts her bun down and wears the same delicate clothes as those girls, she may not be inferior to them."

He wasn't talking nonsense with his eyes open. Mother Song took good care of herself, her cheeks were fair and smooth, but when she smiled, there were some thin smile lines at the corners of her eyes. She looked like she was in her early twenties at most, but as a mistress, she had to be prudent after all. The atmosphere, so the clothes are wearing some dark colors, plain old-fashioned.

Song's mother stroked her hair and said with a smile, "Every child's family."

After all, he was coaxed to be happy, and the corners of his face and mouth were filled with a smile.

For this, Song Lingyun gave him a grateful glance, and Song Pu also smiled at him, and said to Song's mother: "I can also massage, better than my elder brother, and let me do my filial piety to my mother. "

After all, he walked over and pushed Song Lingyun away, taking over Song Lingyun's work.

Song's mother said: "You are so delicate, don't pinch your hand sorely, and ask your mother to rub it for you."

Song Pu couldn't help but find it a little funny, he was afraid of pain, but he wasn't coquettish, could pinching Mother Song's shoulders break his hand?

It's just that as soon as he put his hand on Song's mother's shoulder, he remembered that he had given Tantai Yi a polish in the palace, and his hands were already red and swollen. Even though he took medicine, the pain was minimized, but I couldn't bear to keep pushing.

However, he only hesitated for a moment, and continued to squeeze Mother Song's shoulders as if nothing had happened.

Mother Song was spoiled and pampered since she was a child, and at this age, the flesh all over her body is soft, but looking at the account books of the entire Song Mansion these days, she can see that her shoulders are sore. Song Lingyun did it first, and it has eased a lot. Song Pu took over, and he could feel the difference between the two sons.

Da'er didn't even have skills, he only relied on brute force to pinch her sore muscles and bones, it was painful but comfortable.

The little one is not as strong as the big one, but he is more skillful, taking care of the back neck, shoulders, shoulder blades, etc., with just the right strength, making her feel comfortable all over.

Song's mother said strangely: "It's strange, Apu, where did you learn it?"

Song Pu was about to speak, when Song Lingyun said in a cold tone: "Your son was raised spoiled and spoiled, how did he ever learn such a skill of serving others? I think he probably learned it in the palace."

Song's mother said awkwardly: "Squeeze your shoulders, what else is there to serve others instead of serving others?"

She knew that Song Lingyun was dissatisfied with the person above him, but this kind of thing, let alone Song Pu, was normal for other people, and she couldn't complain about the person above him because of this.

Song Lingyun softened his tone, and said: "If you have no strength, don't pinch. I have pinched my mother for a long time."

Song's mother then said: "Forget it, mother is also at ease."

Hearing Song's mother speak, Song Pu let go of his hand, and Song Lingyun grabbed his wrist and said, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Song Pu looked down and saw that his skin was really fair, so even a little redness in the palm of his hand would be obvious, not to mention that the redness was indeed a bit too much now.

If you look carefully, you can still see some white marks, like marks from too much friction. Because of the medicine, Song Lingyun can still smell a scent of medicine.

Song Pu was a little panicked, but quickly calmed down, and replied: "It's nothing, it just turned red accidentally, and I took some medicine."

He didn't lie either.

Song Lingyun pressed his slightly vain palm, "Does it hurt?"

Song Pu said: "After applying the medicine, it's okay, it won't hurt."

Song Lingyun stared at it for a while, and said: "I can't take care of you when I go to Saibei, you should pay attention to yourself, don't get hurt all the time, write to me every month, no matter how busy I am, I will reply to you."

Song's mother next to me heard this, and shed tears again, "You child, you are doing well in Yanjing, but you want to go to that kind of place, you really..."

When Mother Song interrupted, Song Lingyun's attention was all on Mother Song, "Mother, don't cry."

Song's mother said: "How can I not cry, my parents are here, I don't want to travel far, you are better off, go to a place as far away as Saibei, I will never see you again."

Song's mother was still very casual with her two sons in private, and she didn't care about Song Pu's presence at this time, her voice became more and more choked up.

Song Lingyun felt a little helpless on his face, let go of Song Pu's hand, and stroked Mother Song's back comfortingly, but his eyes never wavered, "King Yong'an has written me back, and when we get to Saibei, I will It’s not starting from scratch, mother just treats me as if I’m in Yanjing, waits for me to go there, and writes to mother every month.”

In this way, Mother Song was finally appeased.

Song Pu and Song Lingyun came out of Mother Song's yard together, and Song Pu asked, "When will you leave the day after tomorrow?"

Song Lingyun looked down at him and said, "It's very early, Apu doesn't have to see me off, I'm afraid I won't be able to part with you."

Song Pu scratched his chin, thinking that he should say something provocative at this time, but when it came to his mouth, he felt a little embarrassed.

Song Lingyun spoke first, and asked, "What does His Majesty ask you to do in the palace? Why did you come back with your hands so red?"

Song Pu said: "Just talk about the speech book. I made the hand myself, and it has nothing to do with Your Majesty."

Song Lingyun said lightly: "I think you are very skilled at pinching your mother's shoulders."

Song Pu said awkwardly: "Isn't this kind of work easy to see?"

Song Lingyun said: "Really?"

"..."

Song Lingyun really made him feel like the dean at the moment.

Song Pu whispered, "Yes."

Song Lingyun stopped talking.

When he reached the atrium, Song Pu hesitated for a moment whether to say goodbye to Song Lingyun, but he heard Song Lingyun say, "I haven't slept with Apu for a long time? Today I want to sleep with Apu."

Song Pu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course."

Song Lingyun looked down at him, the corners of his lips curled up, and there seemed to be stars shining in his eyes, which were particularly eye-catching.

Song Pu looked at him, and once again sighed in his heart, his brother is really handsome and unparalleled.

Song Pu returned to his yard first, because Song Lingyun was coming, and he was going to tidy up his bedroom.

He picked up the big booklet, and his face suddenly turned red. He was in a panic before, and he didn't read it carefully, but now he remembered the glimpse at that time.

No, no, no, he is a straight man with strong bones, and he can't be polluted by such things.

Song Pu firmly put the booklet, which was thicker than a brick, into the cabinet.

Just as he closed the cabinet door, his expression became hesitant again.

He has never seen this kind of thing before, and it will give him a lot of insight...isn't it okay?

Song Pu touched the door of the cupboard, hesitated for a while, looked at the door of the inner room with mischievous eyes, and called out to the lantern again, OK, the lantern is not here, it is estimated that he is still waiting for hot water in the kitchen, and he will not come over for a while.

At this point, he opened the cabinet door, took the thick booklet in his hand, closed his eyes, and opened them again.

He just glanced at it curiously, real gold is not afraid of fire, a really straight man will not bend over just because of a mere g or v!

Song Pu prepared himself mentally, and confidently folded the booklet in half, and began to flip through it quickly.

The sound of pages turning "crash clatter" resounded in the quiet room, and the sunlight came in from the open window and fell on Song Pu's face.

It can be seen that his cheeks gradually turned bright red, spreading to his neck and ear tips like a tide, and his whole body turned red into a big strawberry.

He finished flipping through quickly, his heart was "hastily" swiped the screen.

Something even more terrifying happened. He slowly looked down and saw himself...

Gan! ! ! ! ! ! !