Dressed as a palace cat butler

Pei Ye thought that he had a very high self-cultivation, so he didn't care about this little slave.

He was about to speak, but saw that Fang Tishuang got up suddenly with lightning speed, and then rushed out a long way.

"What are you running for?" Pei Ye said angrily, "Go back to Gu!"

Fang Tishuang was quite imposing when she hit people just now, but now she has completely changed her appearance, and shouted at him cowardly: "Then you agreed not to hit me, and don't ask others to hit me, I also don't want to go to the criminal justice department."

The emperor asked in a cold voice: "Why are you only allowed to fight alone? Don't you understand the principle of 'reciprocity'?"

Fang Tishuang thought for a while, and thought what he said was reasonable, so she took two small steps back with humiliation, and then said timidly: "Then you have to fight back lightly, the one I just hit wasn't too hard."

"How do you know it's not heavy?"

When he asked this, Fang Tishuang suddenly became a little uncertain, but he clearly remembered that he had just punched in the past, and the little emperor didn't groan, and there was no pain on his face, how could it be so hard?

But after Pei Ye asked that sentence, he stopped talking. He felt a little guilty, so he moved back to his original position step by step.

"Then do you want to hit me?" Fang Tishuang asked cautiously, "I'm afraid of pain, and I can only endure a stroke at most, um... half a stroke is okay?"

The emperor had never seen anyone who dared to bargain with him like this, but seeing his embarrassed face, he couldn't help but feel a little funny: "The stick punishment starts at ten, and the minimum penalty is ten." Board, how can there be a reason to punish only one board?"

"Ah?" Fang Tishuang suddenly felt a little regretful that she had punched him. It was only a light punch, but in exchange for a board, it was not worth it no matter how I thought about it. Well, forget about the fathers-in-law of the Labor Criminal Division, it’s already so late, they must all be fast asleep.”

"Yes." Pei Ye nodded, and then he clenched his fists tightly, as if he was going to suddenly become ruthless, and then punch him to death.

Fang Tishuang shrugged her neck, closed her eyes in resignation, and reminded the emperor, "Okay, you can fight now."

Pei Ye only stared at his face meaningfully, but didn't move his hands. Fang Tishuang had already made enough mental preparations, but the emperor tortured him for a while, and only that night was left in his ears. The wind rustled the leaves rustling.

He heard the sound of distant frogs mixed with the night wind, and the chirping of cicadas swaying on the treetops. Fang Tishuang slowly heard the beating of his heart from his chest.

"I'm fine." Fang Tishuang reminded him again.

The longer Pei Ye stretched that time, the more frightened he became, always wondering if the little emperor was accumulating strength, and then punched himself to death.

Fang Tishuang couldn't help frowning, and then added: "Can you tell me when you want to hit me? I'm afraid..."

Pei Ye remained silent.

Fang Tishuang closed her eyes, and could barely hear the voice of the person in front of her.

His heart was beating faster and faster, and fear had already shrouded his head. Although the moonlight outside was bright, it was not as bright as in daytime, not to mention that there was not even a single human movement in his ear...

Fang Tishuang suddenly opened half of his eyes, and at this moment, he suddenly saw the fist of the person in front of him hitting him, and he moved back subconsciously.

It wasn't until the punch landed on him that Fang Tishuang realized that Pei Ye's punch was just a joke that was raised high and then dropped lightly. In the end, it was just a light touch on his chest. It's over.

Fang Tishuang was stunned for a moment, his face slowly turned from sadness to joy, and he couldn't help but sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Your Majesty, you are really a good person."

His Majesty ignored him.

After this blow, the fear in Fang Tishuang's heart subsided a lot, and then he seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and suddenly jumped off the deck chair with his hands on his hands.

Then he squatted down and stared intently at the perfectly intact baby tooth that had fallen out.

He seemed to be troubled, with a sad face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Pei Ye, who was resting on the chair with a hidden pouch, suddenly felt a little dry, but there was no servant here, so he had no choice but to shift his gaze to Fang Tishuang again: "Fang Tishuang, come here and pour a cup of tea for Gu... "

When he said this, he paused, and suddenly remembered that the slave had just lifted up the teapot and drank it from the mouth of the cow, so he suddenly felt that he was not very thirsty again.

Fang Tishuang had already trotted to the edge of the table to hold the handle of the teapot when she heard his half-sentence, but she suddenly stopped, so she turned her head to look at him.

I saw a little disgust on the emperor's face, and then said: "Well... that's all."

Fang Tishuang knew that he was despising herself, but in her heart she couldn't understand the stink of noble people like them.

At home, there are eight people including their brothers and sisters plus their uncles and aunts. It is enough for each of them to have their own set of bowls and chopsticks. Drinking water on weekdays means scooping up a bowl of water in a water tank with a ladle and drinking it. People who drink water and cook all point to the ladle.

Brothers and sisters don't dislike anyone, how can there be so many rules in this palace.

But now he knows that he can no longer judge others by himself, these noble lords in the palace must be much more particular than poor people like them, not to mention that the one in front of him is still the emperor, the most honorable person in this world .

"Your deciduous teeth...what to do with them?" Pei Ye asked suddenly.

Fang Yishuang scratched her head: "I heard from my aunt that if the lower teeth fall out, you should throw them on the roof; if the upper teeth fall out, you should throw them under the bed, otherwise the new teeth will fall out." Teeth don't grow well."

Pei Ye had lost his biological mother and wet nurse early on, and no one around him had ever told him about such a custom. He buried all the fallen baby teeth in flower beds, and the new teeth still grew well.

But he doesn't think such folk customs are stupid, after all, it's just a beautiful wish.

"Then why don't you pick it up?" He asked again.

Fang Tishuang curled her lips: "But isn't it still stained with my saliva?"

Pei Ye smiled: "What? You still feel dirty when you vomit?"

After speaking, he threw a hand-wiping cloth to him: "Next, use this to wrap your hand to pick it up."

Fang Tishuang took the soft silk handkerchief, such a handkerchief, I don't know how much rice can be exchanged for, and how many bowls of porridge can be cooked outside, but he wants to pick up the dirty handkerchief with this handkerchief extravagantly. deciduous teeth.

He rubbed the handkerchief in his hands with some reluctance, then slowly squatted down and pinched the deciduous tooth.

"Have you picked it up?"

"En." Fang Tishuang nodded.

The emperor stood up and walked with him to the edge of the terrace. Next to the terrace was the cattery. Fang Tishuang remembered that it was directly in front... that was probably the roof of Wan'er's house.

Fang Tishuang hesitated for a while, finally determined the position, then put the tooth in the palm of his hand and swung it——

After all, he was still young, his arm strength was insufficient, and it was unfortunate that he exerted force and force. He saw that deciduous tooth knocked against the edge of the glazed tile, and then bounced into the gap between the terrace and the roof.

Fang Tishuang subconsciously lay down on the railing on the edge of the terrace, reaching out to grab the deciduous tooth: "Ah, my tooth!"

Pei Ye, who was beside him, quickly reached out and grabbed his collar. It is not possible to fall to death at this height, but it is still very possible to fall stupidly and become disabled.

The emperor reminded in a cold voice: "Take it as a snack."

Fang Tishuang almost slipped down like this just now, he is used to being a cat, at such a height, it's okay to jump down with courage, so his first reaction was to jump out and catch that tooth.

At this moment, he hugged the pillar next to him with lingering fear, and after a while he calmed down, he turned his head and thanked the emperor.

"It's easy to do," Pei Ye said indifferently, "And His Majesty is a good man."

Fang Tishuang was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that this sentence was said by herself just now, and the emperor was making fun of him.

He smiled slyly at Pei Ye, his watery almond eyes were like the crescent moon hanging high in the sky tonight, smart and beautiful.

"Then Your Majesty might as well be a good person to the end, and accompany me down to find my teeth." Fang Tishuang was a little afraid of the dark, so she stretched out her hand and grabbed the sleeve of the young emperor, still urging, "Hurry up, hurry up!" point."

That action was really rude, without the slightest respect for an emperor, the admiration for him that had just been condensed in Pei Ye's heart suddenly shattered.

The two searched blindly in the grass garden for a few times, and the emperor became a little impatient. Fang Tishuang was very impatient because he lost his own teeth, but the mosquitoes in the grass garden this summer night There were so many that the child was stung all over in a short while.

He was very itchy, looking for teeth all over the place, scratching left and right on his body, he couldn't stand it for a long time, and said angrily: "Don't look for it, don't look for it, I don't want this broken tooth anymore, I want to itch kill me!"

The emperor dragged him out of the aisle, then called a few palace servants over, and asked them to look for the tooth with a lamp, while he took Fang Tishuang to the terrace, and asked Qi Chunye to exchange a pot of tea.

He half leaned on the recliner and drank tea, while Fang Tishuang held the pillar and looked down. After watching for a while, he suddenly turned around: "Your Majesty, come and see, it's such a big firefly."

Pei Ye put down the teacup, walked over slowly, and looked down again: "Where is Liuying?"

The child shook his head and smiled mysteriously: "Only I can watch, Your Majesty is too stupid, so I can't watch."

The emperor was not angry when he heard his childish words, but turned his head to ask him humbly as if asking for advice: "Then, Mr. Fang, please give me your advice."

"Come here, I'll tell you quietly," Fang Tishuang beckoned to him, "Come here."

Pei Yezhi said: There are no rules.

But the upper body has already turned sideways.

Fang Tishuang clung to the emperor's ear and said softly, "It's just...it's hahahahaha..."

Before he could say anything, he was amused by himself first. His shoulders shrugged slightly, and he lay on Pei Ye's shoulders, laughing with tears streaming down his face.

Pei Ye's ears were itchy from his laughter, so he pushed him away lightly, wanting to catch him and said: "I don't want to hear it anymore."

Fang Tishuang quickly caught up and grabbed his wrist: "I want to say, I want to say!"

The emperor kept a cold face, deliberately showing a bit of boredom: "Then tell me quickly."

The child wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh anymore, so he hurriedly whispered: "I just want to say... I think those father-in-laws below with big lanterns look a lot like Liuying."

Pei Ye followed his gaze and looked down, only to see the lanterns carried by the palace people swaying slightly in the night wind, flickering on and off, at first glance, they really looked like flying fireflies.

Very big and bulky.

The little emperor thought about it carefully, and suddenly couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth.

Seeing him laughing, Fang Tishuang felt more and more that her thoughts were really funny. At first she smiled a bit reservedly, but when she laughed, her legs softened and she squatted on the ground, trying not to laugh at herself. Get over it.