Dressed as a palace cat butler

After returning to the palace, Fang Tishuang was always in a trance, and she didn't even notice that Pei Ye was calling his name.

"Cryshuang," Pei Ye in front of the table looked up at him, his tone impatient, "Fang Cryshuang?"

Only then did Fang Tishuang come to his senses. He deliberately wanted to take the painting box containing the hot album back to his bedroom and hide it, but he was afraid that Pei Ye would find out, so he pretended to put the painting box away casually as usual. thrown aside.

"Why?" Fang Tishuang trotted to the hall, and said impatiently, "Today I only talk to you for a while, I'm tired, I'm going back to sleep."

Pei Ye frowned slightly: "Tired of doing anything? Where did Jiang Yanchan take you to pick raws today?"

Fang Tishuang said nonsense: "Go to the edge of the wild woods on the outskirts of the city, sir will take me to paint forest scenes today."

His Majesty pulled him onto his lap and sat down, then rubbed his face viciously, then pinched his chin, forcing him to look directly at himself: "How is the painting? Show it up for Gu to have a look at." .”

"I haven't finished the painting yet," Fang Tishuang lowered her eyes, avoiding his gaze, "I'll show you when I finish the painting."

"Still lying," Pei Ye said angrily, "Why do you love lying more and more as you get older, huh? Where did you go just now, you can tell yourself."

Fang Tishuang was very guilty, and her heart was in a mess, but she remembered that she had clearly warned Prince Huai and warned the inner guards, so she still said stubbornly: "I just went to have a baby with my husband, Your Majesty. It's so annoying, I'm almost sleepy..."

Pei Ye pinched his cheek, and then gnawed on his mouth, which he confiscated. Fang Tishuang clenched his fists in pain, but didn't dare to hit him.

When His Majesty saw his appearance, he understood everything. If he had followed him obediently, the fist would have already flown over. With his current appearance, he was obviously still guilty, so he didn't dare to challenge him. .

"Why do you bite, Your Majesty?" Fang Tishuang's eyes were slightly red, and he tried to fool this matter coquettishly. He rested his chin on his shoulder, then tilted his head slightly, and stuck out the tip of his tongue to touch Pei Ye's earlobe.

His Majesty trembled unnaturally, and then that half of the ear suddenly burned red.

Pei Ye has endured it for so many years, and he thinks he has strong self-control, but when he licks him like this, his heart suddenly becomes chaotic.

He is not some kind of Liu Xiahui who can sit still, let alone the person in front of him is the person he has been thinking about for so many years.

It is already very self-restraining to be able to calm down and not push him down on the table.

"Don't make trouble," Pei Ye's voice was low and hoarse, as if he had a fever, "Don't do this, Pei Yi just delivered a message to the palace, saying that you lost the jade that Gu gave you, and went to Pingkangfang alone I found it, is there such a thing?"

Fang Tishuang hung on him listlessly, muttering, "It's all because of his talkativeness, I won't play with him anymore."

Pei Ye reached out and rubbed the back of his head: "Have you found the jade pendant?"

"I found it," Fang Tishuang remained motionless, "Try it yourself."

He was so sticky, and his voice was soft and soft, as if he had suffered a great wrong.

Just before he came back, Pei Ye had already made a draft in his heart, rehearsed in his mind how to question him, how to punish him, and how to punish him.

But who would have thought that the person who saw him and heard his voice again made His Majesty lose his temper with him at all.

"I remember your words in my heart, and I didn't dare to go to that brothel again." Fang Tishuang said with her lips curled up.

Pei Ye smiled angrily: "Isn't that fake bustard refusing to let you in?"

Fang Tishuang bit his face, grinned and said: "You tell them to follow me, they will tell you everything, you are too much, Your Majesty!"

"They didn't say anything," Pei Ye said innocently, "How dare the madam let you in after what happened last time?"

Fang Tishuang thought about it carefully, and felt that it made some sense, but her tone had already hardened, and if she suddenly showed weakness, she would appear very shameless, so she said bluntly: "Who knows, they all listen to you like that. They are His Majesty's eyes."

His Majesty smiled, he was very willing to leave a free environment for Fang Tishuang, last time he was on the way to an expedition, he was really worried about him, so Su Jing asked Su Jing to write down his daily actions in detail in the letter.

So this time he didn't really bother those Qianniuwei who went out with him. His Majesty is very clear that no matter how much he likes and loves Fang Tishuang, Fang Tishuang should not be his property. Of course he can have his own. Private matters, my own little secrets.

As long as he is not deceived or bullied, Pei Ye will let him go.

His Majesty loves him so much, and it is precisely because he loves him so much that he is unwilling and unwilling to let him be a parrot trapped in a golden cage.

"By the way, what about the gift you said you made for Gu yesterday?" The two had such a ridiculous quarrel yesterday that even he forgot about it, "It's already today, and there is no sign of it."

Only then did Fang Tishuang remember the gift, so she took the opportunity to take the painting box back to the bedroom, and then went around to the Tiger Hall to ask Wan'er for the purse.

It has been such a long time, Wan'er can't remember clearly, seeing him coming to ask for it, she hurriedly said: "I can't remember it too, it seems to be stored in a small box, wait a moment, slave Go find it."

Fang Tishuang had something hidden in her heart, and as soon as she left Yuqian, she felt that her breathing was much easier, so she searched with her without any haste: "It's okay, you look for it slowly, I'm not in a hurry."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wan'er suddenly said: "I found it!"

Fang Tishuang didn't look very motivated: "It's so fast—show me."

Wan'er patted the sticky thread, and then handed it to Fang Tishuang: "Master, I only made half of it that day. The servant girl saw it as a pity for such a good material, so she added a few more stitches, and added more stitches." some tassels up."

Fang Tishuang took the purse, looked left and right, he knew that his embroidery was a mess, so he gave up halfway that day, now Wan'er has sewed it up, and it still looks like a purse after all , not as ugly as before.

"That's great, that's great," Fang Tishuang said happily, "Wan'er, you are so skillful, thanks to you, I'm worried that I won't be able to get my half-finished product out."

Wan'er was taken aback for a moment: "Master, do you want to...take this and give it to Your Majesty?"

Fang Tishuang nodded: "What's the matter?"

Wan'er was afraid that she would hurt his heart by telling the truth, so she asked obliquely: "Well... will Your Majesty like this?"

"Of course." Fang Tishuang didn't understand the meaning behind her words at all, "If he dares not like it, I'll beat him to death."

Wan'er looked at him hesitantly, and couldn't help but feel that the saint was a bit pitiful.

Fang Tishuang carried the purse and went happily into the main hall. He put his hands behind his back, hid the purse behind his back, and asked eagerly, "Your Majesty, guess what I'm holding?" What?"

"A painting?" Pei Ye guessed as he wanted, as if it were a joke for a child, "Or your ball made of cat hair?"

When the kitten was still young, His Majesty received a pure white fur ball that the kitten had rubbed for him for more than half a year on his Majesty's birthday. Now it is still in a big box and kept in the bedroom.

"That's not true," Fang Tishuang walked up to him with a smile, "Those are too vulgar."

"How vulgar is that?" His Majesty also smiled, "Can ordinary people receive cat fur balls rubbed by the paws of kittens at home?"

Fang Tishuang suddenly squatted down and looked at his waist. Apart from the jade pendant, there was also a finely embroidered dragon-pattern pouch on Pei Ye's waist. He usually couldn't use silver in the palace, so he put it in it. All are specially made spices.

If you don't compare it with the purse at his waist, the purse in Fang Tishuang's hand is at least like a purse, but now that he has seen the purse used by His Majesty, he suddenly feels that his gift is a bit out of place. No more shots.

"What's the matter?" Pei Ye was keenly aware of his emotions, "What kind of gift is so precious, and I still refuse to show it to Gu."

Fang Tishuang held out her purse with some embarrassment: "I thought embroidery was as easy as painting, but my sewing is so ugly."

Pei Ye smiled, and didn't dislike his craftsmanship. Instead, he comforted him: "It's very beautiful. Didn't you even hold the pen when you first wrote? Can you have such patience and finish a purse?" , has been amazing.”

He paused for a while, and then said: "Guzheng wants to change a purse, you can take it for Gu--you didn't tie your hands when you sewed it?"

Fang Tishuang shook her head subconsciously, then nodded again, somehow, she felt wronged again: "I have tied my hands several times, being an embroiderer is really hard."

Pei Ye leaned over slightly, looked at him squatting there, and obediently tied up the unattractive purse for himself, he chuckled lightly, then couldn't help but lightly embraced the back of his neck, twisting his hair A kiss fell.

"Where is the injury? Let Gu take a look," Pei Ye asked softly, "Gu give you a blow."

Fang Tishuang stretched out her left hand, and said coquettishly, "All ten fingers are hurt, it hurts me to death."

Pei Ye smiled indulgently, then took his hand, put it to his lips, and gently blew on his healed wounds.

Fang Tishuang looked at his eyelashes, her eyes were gentle and scorching. It was clearly such a simple and daily action, but Fang Tishuang's eye sockets became moist unconsciously.

At that moment, he clearly and truly felt Pei Ye's love for him. Wrapped in such love, he only felt sore and soft in his heart, wishing to put everything in his hands in his hands.

"Aye," Fang Tishuang said foolishly, "You are so kind."

His Majesty glanced at him, and said with a smile: "You just realized now? When did Gu treat you badly? If you are still catching up, you will come to anger Gu, you little heartless one."

Fang Tishuang pursed her lips and "hummed", and argued, "When did I get mad at you? Why can't I remember?"

"Besides," he said confidently, "I must have been a good person in my previous life, and it was God who appointed Your Majesty to me as a 'lady' in this life."

"Who is your wife?" Pei Ye pinched his face, "Are you looking for a beating again?"

Fang Tishuang smiled meanly, and said stiffly: "Aye is my wife, I am your husband, how did you treat your husband, huh? How dare you pinch my husband's face, I am going to divorce you !"

Pei Ye became angry, and pressed him against the table, biting his lip while rubbing his collarbone through the skirt of his clothes.

"Where do you have the guts to dare to leave alone?" Pei Ye's strength was not light, "Tell me again, who is the gentleman?"

Fang Tishuang was about to cry, he had never been touched here before, and after a while, he gasped, and the cat's tail was on his clothes, his face was blushing, and he turned his head to see the main hall door It was still open, lest someone from the palace would come in, and said falteringly: "Don't do this, we can't be here..."

However, Pei Ye got a little excited, and he would not stop, and continued to press him: "Who is the gentleman?"

Fang Tishuang was so ashamed to death when she heard some turmoil outside, so she could only humiliate and said: "You, you are the gentleman, okay?"

Only then did Pei Ye lean over and pick him up, and took him to the bedroom.

……

Half an hour later, Fang Tishuang lay in His Majesty's arms, and whispered in his ear, "Why are you so bad? I'm going to be bald by you. You said it so many times." Now, you still refuse to stop... What if I'm ruined by you and I can't pee in the future?"

Pei Ye just woke up from the ambiguous atmosphere just now, and he was suddenly happy for a long time when he heard his wronged complaint.

"Then what can be done?" His Majesty deliberately imitated his usual tone of speech, "Whoever made you a bad person in your previous life, you will be alone in this life, bad luck."

Fang Tishuang was so angry that she lowered her head and bit Pei Ye's arm. This bite was not meant to scare him, but a real bite.

Pei Ye felt the pain, and hurriedly opened his face, and saw a neat row of teeth marks on his arm. He really didn't know why he had a cat that belonged to a dog.

"Fang Tishuang!" His Majesty really wanted to press him down again and rub him hard, but he couldn't bear to see the child cry, so he said in a strange way, "It was so good when I first met you, Wenwen is quiet, can sing to lull people to sleep, and even helps tidy up clothes, if I knew you were like this..."

"You don't want to be with me anymore?" Fang Tishuang was pressed and rubbed by him for a long time, and now her voice is hoarse, but she still raised her fist refusing to show weakness, and forced to buy and sell, " We have all done such nasty things, and the used coloring materials are not allowed to be returned, you despise me now, it's too late!"

Pei Ye wondered why he was so disgusted before it was too late, but he still found it funny to hear his tone.

"Who dares to dislike Gu?" Pei Ye kissed him on the forehead, and joked, "Whoever let Gu fall on you, I have no choice but to admit that I am unlucky."

Fang Tishuang broke away his arms, turned around, and stopped resting on his arms, obviously refusing to talk to him with a cold face, but still kept moaning beside him to get his attention.

Pei Ye had nothing to do with him, so he leaned over and coaxed him in a low voice.

"Why didn't you feel unlucky when you rubbed against me just now?" Fang Tishuang patted his outstretched hand away with a paw, and said angrily, "Why didn't you feel unlucky when you ate my mouth?"

Hearing his tone, His Majesty couldn't help laughing.

Fang Tishuang suddenly became even more angry, like a loach in a hot pot, lying on her side and jumping on the edge of the bed: "Still laughing!"

Pei Yen was afraid that he would roll off, so he stretched out his arms to hug him: "It's wrong, it's wrong, I don't want to laugh anymore, I was just joking, I asked the small kitchen to bake rabbits for you tonight, okay?"

Fang Tishuang snorted: "I don't want to eat rabbits, I want to eat roast goose."

"Success," Pei Ye smiled, "There are still new oranges from Jiangnan that were tributed the day before yesterday in the cold storage, do you want to eat them?"

Fang Tishuang's eyes were shining brightly, but she didn't want to get too excited because she wanted to save face, so she just groaned and said, "Eat a little, you can ask someone to fill two baskets."