After rebirth I became the tyrant's little white lotus

From that day on, the little white tiger officially became a member of the Promise Hall, and was given a new name——Xiao Feng, while the two little tiger cubs raised in Bei Shan's arms were called Xiao Yu and Xiao Yun respectively.

Xiaofeng, the white tiger, is a male tiger, while Xiaoyu and Xiaoyun are both female tigers. The three siblings are closely related when they get the three characters of wind, rain and cloud.

Bai Miao is very interested in the little white tiger, and she doesn't always think about going out during the day, but sits on the carpet and teases Xiao Feng, letting Xiao Feng get acquainted with his new master little by little.

But such days didn't last long, because every night Emperor Wu would look at Bai Miao teasing Xiao Feng with a dark face, reluctant to let go, and in the end he could only be a "wicked person", regardless of Bai Miao and the little tiger cub's "reluctant farewell" , directly put the person on the bed and prepared to fall asleep.

It's a pity that in the middle of the night, that naughty tiger cub could always crawl in along the curtains on the bed, huddled in Bai Miao's arms and fell asleep naively, and was thrown out several times by Emperor Wu in the night, but this tiger cub was also fat and fat, and he didn't care about it at all. Not afraid of Emperor Wu's aura of ice-cold surroundings, he still worked tirelessly to climb the bed, find someone, and sleep, repeating the actions of being thrown, climbing the bed, and finding someone to sleep again.

Tu Xiuting felt that his majesty as an emperor had been provoked, he wished he could slap this unsightly tiger cub to death, but at this moment there was a sleeping Bai Miao beside him, and Bai Miao liked the tiger cub so much, Tu Xiuting didn't want to slap the tiger cub to death with his front foot, only to see the tearful Bai Miao with his back foot.

So, throughout the night, Tu Xiuting insisted on fighting wits and courage with the little white tiger. In short, it was Xiao Feng who wanted to sleep in Bai Miao's arms, so Tu Xiuting followed him and never gave him a chance.

The whole night, Emperor Wu didn't sleep, neither did the tiger cub. When he woke up the next day, there was only one Bai Miao in good spirits, while Emperor Wu went to court with a sullen face, scaring the courtiers into trembling, thinking Could it be that someone offended the tyrant again?

In the Wuji Hall, Bai Miao looked at the little white tiger who kept dozing off, and asked curiously: "Did you not sleep last night? Why are you so sleepy?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to poke it, and the drowsy little white tiger immediately fell down on the carpet and fell asleep with its belly exposed.

But at the moment, Emperor Wu, who is in the morning court, is not in any good mood. He had been staring at the little tiger cub last night and never rested. He heard the lowly ministers quarreling and shirking each other's responsibilities this morning, but he never said it to the end. Is there any solution, the angry Emperor Wu shattered the table with his palm, and said angrily: "I know how to quarrel in front of me in a day, but you are talking about how to solve it!"

With a roar of Emperor Wu's anger, a large number of people in the hall fell to their knees instantly, and everyone immediately fell silent.

Tu Xiuting looked at the lowly officials with cold eyes, and felt that no black hat would be pleasing to the eye, "Heh, you ministers are in a good mood, and you are still in the mood to quarrel here at the moment. Do you know how to be familiar with each other?"

After a pause, he continued: "Chongzhou was hit by snow, the mountains were covered by heavy snow, and half of the people in the city were frozen to death in just half a month. I would like to ask, how did the governor of Chongzhou do it? Why didn't you say it? I'm afraid the black gauze hat on is just a decoration!"

All the ministers were quiet, and at this time Zuo Xiangsuquan said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, Chongzhou is in the north, and there are only two seasons in autumn and winter all year round. The supplies are scarce. Most of the people in the city make a living by digging and selling ice. It’s too big, and the surrounding cities don’t need ice, so this winter, Chongzhou has no way to make a living, can’t buy charcoal fire, and the mountains are blocked by heavy snow, and the nearby supplies can’t be transported, so half of the city’s people froze to death.”

Tu Xiuting half-closed his eyes, and tapped his fingers on the armrest of the Dragonrider with "dong dong dong", each sound fell into the hearts of all the courtiers, "Then what do you guys think?"

It was deathly silence again.

"Oh," Tu Xiuting sneered, "If you don't say anything, you just kneel here. When you want to say something, come and find me!"

After the words fell, Emperor Wu flicked his sleeves and left angrily.

For a moment, none of the courtiers kneeling on the ground in the hall dared to get up.

The Prime Minister on the right, He Wenzhou, looked at the indifferent Suquan beside him, and said in a slightly sarcastic voice, "Is there really nothing that the Prime Minister on the Left can do?"

"If there is, I won't kneel here like you." Suquan snorted coldly, without moving his eyebrows.

The courtiers behind were afraid to speak. No one knew that the left minister and the right minister had disliked each other for many years. Even though these two people were both assisting Emperor Wu and belonged to the same camp, they didn’t know why. When Su Quan met together, he couldn't stop, but both of them were eloquent. From time to time, there would be rumors in the imperial capital that the left minister and the right minister had a war of words, and Emperor Wu didn't care about these two people. People are also conniving, except for official business, they don't get involved in the fight between the two.

Before Emperor Wu succeeded to the throne, he was often criticized by everyone because of his identity, but at that time he was already a young man, and he was already in the city. He united the sons of the aristocratic family to carry out a reform, and the two of them were He Wenzhou, the concubine son of the He family, and Su Quan, the concubine son of the Su family.

Originally, as concubines and concubines, they existed like transparent characters in the aristocratic family. Their role was to serve as stepping stones for the concubines, and they could only serve the family for their entire lives. In the first ten years or so of his life, he was also used to making contributions to the family, until He Wenzhou's mother died under the poisonous tricks of his aunt, and became a "sexy" and "stealing" adulteress of the He family; The eldest son was played to death as a child prostitute, and the mother was forced to jump into the well to commit suicide. They finally saw through the indifference and filth of the aristocratic family. Together with the young fifth prince, Tu Xiuting, they gradually cultivated plank roads and darkened old warehouses bit by bit. Until the status of the eldest son of the aristocratic family was overthrown.

And after taking power, paving the way bit by bit is to set up a world test for those bastards from aristocratic families, and earn them the opportunity to be an upright person.

Among the most outstanding courtiers of Emperor Wu, the left and right ministers are indispensable.

He Wenzhou and Suquan were still fighting secretly in the main hall, while Tu Xiuting returned to the Wuji Hall with a sullen expression on his face.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Bai Miao who was reading a book with the tiger cub on the carpet, and the evil fire in his heart burst out, so he picked up Bai Miao and left, ignoring the flipper behind him. What a little tiger cub.

"Ah!" Suddenly resisted, Bai Miao's stomach was on Emperor Wu's shoulder, he snorted uncomfortably, but he hung on Emperor Wu's body without any resistance.

Tu Xiuting's heart was soothed by Bai Miao's non-resistance attitude, he adjusted his posture slightly so that Bai Miao would not feel too uncomfortable.

With the tiger cub separated from the outside, Tu Xiuting pushed Bai Miao against the bedpost on Longta's side. His shadow could completely envelop Bai Miao, giving people an absolute sense of oppression.

"His Majesty?"

Bai Miao's voice was astringent, he felt like he hadn't seen such an Emperor Wu for a while.

Tu Xiuting didn't speak, just looked at Bai Miao silently, his callused fingers slowly pinched the back of Bai Miao's neck, threatening and caressing at the same time.

"Miaomiao, I don't like that you put all your attention on the tiger cub every day."

In the past few days, to be precise, after bringing Xiao Feng to the back of the Wuji Hall, Bai Miao, who is very fond of the little white tiger, immediately became a "baby dad", taking care of the little tiger almost everything, bathing, feeding, teasing, and dressing up , and the little white tiger is always by Bai Miao's side, like a baby waiting to be fed, it seems that it can't leave Bai Miao for a moment.

Tu Xiuting regretted it, why did he bring such an eyesore to Bai Miao's side, he was the one who offered to give it to Bai Miao's little tiger cub at first, but now he is the one who regrets it first.

Regret, heart-scratching regret!

Tu Xiuting never thinks he is a gentleman; the promise of an emperor is worth a thousand dollars, but Tu Xiuting thinks that he is just a tyrant, and it is probably okay to not keep his promise.

Seeing that Bai Miao just stared at him without speaking, Tu Xiuting stroked Bai Miao's lips with the other hand, and rubbed the soft flesh with his fingertips until it became red, shiny and hot, "Miao Miao, I'm jealous."

Pausing for a moment, when Bai Miao was about to speak out, he heard Emperor Wu's near-nothing whisper, which seemed to be filled with unspeakable grievances:

"Very jealous, seeing you holding it, I wish I could throw it out immediately..."

"I've never seen you smile so heartily, but you can smile brightly at it anytime..."

"It's just a tiger cub, but you are so rare, I want to be so rare by you..."

"That tiger cub was still sneaking up on the bed at night. I didn't sleep all night last night, and it was the same in the past few days. I didn't have a good rest. The next day I have to get up early to go to court..."

Tu Xiuting's voice was a little low and soft, and there were thousands of grievances in it.

Bai Miao rolled his eyes, and suddenly understood that Emperor Wu was acting like a baby in disguise. He was funny but at the same time felt distressed. If it wasn't for his childhood experience, Emperor Wu would not be so insecure, although Bai Miao always pays attention to it. The little white tiger is in his heart, but Emperor Wu is more important in his heart.

However, Bai Miao also knew that it was futile for him to explain everything now, how could an insecure person be comforted by a few words, it would be better to show it directly with actions.

He wrapped his arms around Emperor Wu on tiptoe, and gave his fragile throat to Emperor Wu's hands. He said: "If your Majesty doesn't like it, you can tell me, but you still hide it until now."

Tu Xiuting's pupils shrank suddenly, and the fingers pinched on the back of Bai Miao's neck tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, as if his heart was suffering, "But you like it."

Just five words, coming out of Emperor Wu's mouth, it became his grievance and sacrifice to dedicate himself to others, but Bai Miao just accepted this trick.

"But I also hope His Majesty is happy."

These words are indeed from Bai Miao's heart. Ever since seeing the thin and small Emperor Wu in his dream for the first time, the pain in Bai Miao's heart has become more and more intense.Three times in the dream, he saw three different stages of Emperor Wu, these times have been fundamentally changed because of the existence of Bai Miao, but these are just dreams after all.In reality, in the past years of Emperor Wu, there was no little white lotus, no Bai Miao, no white-haired boy who accompanied him through the darkness.

Bai Miao didn't care at all that his neck was still being held in Emperor Wu's hands, he moved closer, so close that he could clearly hear Emperor Wu's heartbeat.

Bai Miao's voice is always cold and ethereal, but when he speaks with emotion, it is like sugar silk that seduces people, hanging on the tip of Emperor Wu's heart, soft, glutinous and sweet, but it is so sweet to the heart. Reluctant to leave.

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