Pixiu Jia She in the Red Chamber

Ming Su didn't want to talk to him, but as far as the moment is concerned, this dog Pixiu is relatively strong, if it wasn't for desperate resistance, he probably wouldn't be able to break free.

He couldn't help feeling regretful why I followed his ass to urge him to eat, instead of letting him be a weak chicken.

#You are no longer my little cute Pixiu#

#is a dog#

"Why don't you talk, brother? Do you want some tea?" This dog talked a lot, seeing that Ming Su ignored him and was about to babble, Ming Su had no choice but to say, "It's okay, go to bed earlier. let go!"

With great difficulty, he pulled his hair out of the dog's hooves.

Jia Amnesty was very sorry, but if he tried again, his brother would really be angry, so he had to go back and forth to get someone to fetch water for a bath.

Ming Sufang insisted on separating him and washing them in turn just like Fangfang.

Rao is so strict in defense, but he can't prevent it when he sleeps at night.

His Majesty the Emperor didn't sleep well that night, and was awakened several times by nightmares. However, whenever he made a movement, the dog next to him would come to lick people, and his speeches were particularly high-sounding.

"You're almost fine." Ming Su pushed the dog's head away for the third time tonight, "I'm going to court tomorrow."

Damn, I'm swollen because of my kiss, should I tell the civil and military officials to eat spicy mooncakes?

The candlelight shines in through the moon shadow veil, gently illuminating Ming Su's peach blossom eyes filled with spring water, and Jia She's pitiful expression.

Again.

Who the hell is taking advantage of whom?

How about some face!

Pixiu didn't have a chrysanthemum in the first place, but now he doesn't even need a face, it can be destroyed by heaven.

No matter how unmoved Ming Su was, she couldn't take it anymore, covered her eyes, and sighed faintly, "Sleep, sleep, I beg you."

After saying that, he turned over and covered his head with the quilt.

Jia Amnesty didn't want to sleep. He propped his head up and stared at Ming Su, with a pair of tricks that could shine, "Brother, you sleep, I will guard you. Have a good dream, it will be even better if you dream of me."

"Farewell then." Ming Su said, "I don't want to fucking dream, thank you."

Well, the reincarnation of an emperor star, the person who became the emperor was stunned to have a shadow on his dreams.

"Stop fucking looking at me!"

Even though separated by the quilt, Ming Su still felt like a light was on his back, and his whole body was about to explode.

Just like when he was a child, Jia She slowly hugged him from behind, resting his forehead on his back, "Okay, don't look."

Ming Su originally wanted to break away from Jia Amnesty, but thinking about it in the middle of the night, he would forget about it, and then call in the guards to rescue him when there was a lot of noise. He never thought that he would sleep very deeply in the rest of the night, without even having sporadic dreams.

In the early morning of the next day, when it was time to go to court, when the palace people outside called out, he was still a little sleepy, so he subconsciously responded in a low voice, intending to step out of Jia She's body.

Who knew that the person who was still sleeping on all fours suddenly opened his eyes and stretched out his arms to hug him. Although Ming Su had suffered a few times, but he hadn't learned how to behave yet, he couldn't prevent being dragged down by him.

"If you want to die, tell me as soon as possible." Ming Su was speechless, "Hurry up and let go, I'm going to court."

Jia Amnesty blinked, "Did brother sleep well yesterday?"

"Not good!" Ming Su said with a sullen face, "I'll say it again, let go!"

"No! Aww!"

Ming Su made a deadly move, and made a symmetrical pinch on the left side of the one that Jia Daihua pinched yesterday.

He had a good face, one blue and one red.

When the big maid waiting outside heard the commotion inside, she knelt down in fright, and didn't dare to come up to lift the curtain, so she could only remind in a low voice, "Your Majesty?"

Seeing that Ming Su's eyes were narrowed, Jia Amnesty was obviously really angry, so he relaxed, "I got up too, or the family would find out. Brother, do you think it looks like an affair?"

Ming Su was about to have a stress reaction, the main reason was that Jia Amnesty was so cheap and acted like a good boy, it was so unreasonable, that complacent face reminded Ming Su every second - you are at a disadvantage again, you are Soft hearted, you have been lied to again.

Please forgive him for not being able to overcome his stingy nature because of his feelings for Jia She.

He pulled up the dragon robe, buttoned it himself, and cursed coldly, "Like your second uncle."

"I don't have a second uncle, so my father is second." Jia She stretched his waist, "Then I won't come back today?"

"Thank you so much. It's best not to come back in this life." Ming Su looked in the mirror, her eyes and lips were a little red and swollen, and applying cold water didn't help much, so she pretended not to know, and went to court first. .

The big deal is to eat spicy food.

It's also broken.

Ming Su Xu was so anxious that he didn't notice it, but Jia Amnesty was

I noticed that this grand lady is not good at coming, instead of Panax notoginseng, she has already brought ice to ask Ming Su to apply it, how could the emperor just go to court like this, and even prepares for him to make a blanket on weekdays? There are no snacks for two bites.

He was familiar with the face of this grand palace lady, and he once drank a bowl of soup with her hand.

He is already a Pixiu from Xiaoyoucheng Mansion, he doesn't show his face, he just smiled and said, "You look familiar, didn't you used to serve the imperial concubine, why did you get transferred to Qianyuan Hall?"

"My servant, Ying'er, has met the prince. The servant was called by the empress yesterday to serve His Majesty in the Qianyuan Hall." Ying'er said, showing a shy and timid smile to Jia She.

Jia Amnesty couldn't help saying to himself that I feel sorry for you, but it's useless to Pixiu, "So your name is Ying'er, but it matches the names of my other servants here, so you don't need to choose another name."

Ying'er smiled even more prettily, and asked him to change clothes and wash, and asked with concern, "Don't you want to sleep a little longer, son?"

"I have something to rush out of the palace today." Jia She felt that she touched his back irregularly twice through the movement of putting on clothes. It was very gentle, as if it was deliberately provocative or accidentally touched. arrive.

Tsk, what is the intention of the empress to send this person here?

But he was rushing home now, so he had no choice but to put it aside for now.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Yinger's eyes flashed with disappointment, and she meekly sent him out of the Qianyuan Hall, straight to the gate, and wrote a line for herself, "Your Majesty, be careful all the way."

Jia Amnesty waved his hand casually, "Go back."

It's like giving away a lover, and the hairs stand on end.

The thing that made his hair stand on end was still to come, he originally wanted to take advantage of Jia Daihua's time to go to court and sneak back home. Although the two houses are close, Jia Daihua will definitely not be able to find out that there is a wall separating them.

Who knew that Jia Daihua heard what Shi said last night, and was so angry that he sent someone to the Rong Mansion to call him over for questioning, and he just let it go.

So when Jia She knocked on the corner door of his house, he just stepped in when he saw Jia Daihua sitting in the middle of the corridor.

Jia Daihua held the tea like an old man, and saw that he seemed to be backing away, the old god said, "Run, I am here to ambush twenty guards for you, you can count on your ability if you run."

At this time, the sky was not yet bright, the lanterns were still on, and the pillars and other places were shadowy, and there were indeed a few people standing silently.

Jia She had no choice but to lean over cheekily, "Uncle, did you wake up early or did you not go to bed? Shouldn't you be at the top at this hour."

Jia Daihua slapped the armrest of the grand teacher's chair, "I'm pinching you to come back at this time, and say, what did you do last night?"

"Entering the palace."

"You're honest, look at yourself, what you look like!" Jia Daihua burst out all the anger he had held all night, "I originally planned to give you 1000 taels of silver as capital, but now I can see you, Then change it to 100 taels, and by the New Year's Eve this year, 1 taels will be one penny less, and I will personally go to the palace to move your property."

Jia She simply leaned on his legs and sat on the ground, "Don't be angry, uncle, you can do whatever you say."

When Jia Daihua saw him, he got angry and kicked him away, "I don't know what traitorous concubine's lineage is the Yan family's ancestor. If I knew it back then, I should have let him kneel to death at the gate of the East Palace, together with Yan Baoyue. , so as not to harm our children."

"Uncle!" Jia Amnesty put his head on Jia Daihua's lap, using his usual trick of pretending to be pitiful, "It's all my fault, don't be angry."

Jia Jing dozed off behind the colonnade, remembering that year's Mid-Autumn Festival Lantern Festival Jia Xiaoshe was depressed because of "broken love", he also advised Jia Xiaoshe to stick to Ming Su as usual.

Sure enough, no one can refuse such a sweet and greasy little thing.

Although he's become a bit sluggish now, he's not as stupid as before, but my brother is still so sweet.

Jia Daihua was determined to punish him, and let him say all kinds of good things to ignore him. He never thought that Jia She would sniff his nose, raise his head, and shed two lines of tears on the ground.

It was silent and miserable.

"Why are you crying? You think you are a girl, and my heart softens when I cry?" Jia Daihua said without softening his heart, his tone was already soft, "What's the use of crying, you have to show your manliness. Shou Don't be afraid of a thousand criticisms, but the premise is that you have the ability. If you take [-] steps back, His Majesty will lose the throne. With his talent, he can make a comeback anywhere. Without His Majesty, without Yan Yuli, what should we do?"

Jia She pursed his lips, still a little angry, "Uncle just looks down on me, I'm not useless like that."

"That's fine, since it's not like this, you just do it and hit me in the face." Jia Daihua wanted to touch his face, but suddenly found that there was a mark on his face, and he was about to explode again, "What's going on? He Still can't do it with you?"

"No, it was a joke in the morning, I made him anxious."

"You can't do it even if you are in a hurry. Look, I pinched it for you."

So Jia She slapped him on the face, turned his head to show him, "Here, you pinched it harder than my brother, and it's all bruised."

Jia Daihua: ...

The worried old uncle immediately changed the subject and said, "This is your capital, every five days, I will have someone come to check the account, don't try to fool me, Yan Yuli has capable people under him, maybe I don't have one. Once you find cheating, you will know the consequences."

"Got it." Jia She took the poor 100 taels silver note bitterly, "Could it be that I'm so untrustworthy in my uncle's heart?"

"Tsk, it's a little bit unreliable." Jia Daihua was much more clear about this than Ming Su, "little thing, you won't win until you put on a show in front of Master Shi. "

Jia She only dared to complain in his heart, that is really a great goal, you can't even pretend, okay?

He lowered his head and wiped his tears on Jia Daihua's clothes, and the boy holding the crane on the pattern immediately looked like he had wet the bed.

Jia Daihua looked funny and patted him twice, "How old are you?"

"I'm three years old." Seeing that he was in a good mood, Jia She became thick-skinned in an instant, and acted like a baby against him. A hundred times, do you really have the heart to see me sad?"

Jia Jingxin said that this is coming, it depends on whether his father can survive this wave.

The author has something to say: Thank you xueyanglangyi for the mine

Absolutely, I closed WORD for the first time in so many days, but I didn’t save Chapter 85, and I didn’t put it in the manuscript box. Fortunately, I took a look before going to bed, and immediately jumped up to write a new chapter. beep beep