Dressed as a palace cat butler

Pei Ye has always been very diligent. No matter how busy he is on weekdays, he will not save that day's memorial until the next day for approval. Today, in order to go to the Lishan Palace with Fang Tishuang earlier, the efficiency is even higher. It took less than an hour to read all the memorials on that table.

After His Majesty finished approving the memorial, Fang Tishuang arranged for food and a change of clothes, and the two of them stuck together and got into the sedan chair happily.

Not long after Fang Tishuang got into the sedan chair, she leaned forward, and then lifted the curtain of the sedan chair to look out.

Pei Ye followed his movements and saw that half of his face was buried in the golden light outside, and his long and curly eyelashes instantly became transparent.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around his waist, pulled him back, and put him into his arms: "What are you looking at, so pretty?"

"I didn't see anything." Fang Tishuang stuck his head out not to look at anything, but every time he took a car, he subconsciously wanted to look outside. He frowned slightly, and then said, "I don't want to be with you." Squeeze a piece, it's hot to death."

However, Pei Ye refused to fulfill his wish. The more he hid, the more His Majesty wanted to play tricks. He covered Fang Tishuang's face with his very hot hand: "Nonsense, why is it so hot today? Gu still thinks It's getting cold, come and hug me."

"Too squeamish," Fang Tishuang gave him a disgusted look, and then embraced him generously, "How can there be such a king as you? If you say it, it will make people laugh."

Pei Ye smiled, and asked him back: "Except for you, who would dare to laugh at Gu, huh?"

Now that the two have a love on the mat, they just feel that their relationship is closer than before. In the past, they were just connected with each other. Although they love each other very much, they always feel that something is missing.

But now the two of them have reached the point where they have no reservations about their hearts and bodies, and the two hearts that have been hanging slightly have also settled down.

"Ah Ye," Fang Tishuang suddenly put her head on his chest, "I will get up early with you to practice swords in the future."

Pei Ye was very happy that he could practice swords with him, but looking at his small body, he still felt a little sad, and he didn't know what kind of sword he could use. He flicked his wrist after a while, and couldn't hold it. The paintbrush, I'm afraid it will be moaning and whining again to torture him.

But His Majesty couldn't bear to dampen his fighting spirit, so he said: "Then you have to get up, you have to get up from the bed before dawn, can you bear it?"

Fang Tishuang said firmly, "Of course——do you look down on me?"

"When Auntie brought me to Chang'an, I would go on the road before dawn every day," Fang Tishuang said with some pride, "When I was working hard, Your Majesty, I'm afraid you were still sleeping on the bed."

"How can Gu look down on you? Our Shuang'er is the most amazing, but the pain of getting up early, I think you can still eat it." Pei Ye smiled and rubbed his head.

After so many years, Fang Tishuang has talked to him countless times about this matter. How hard it was on the way to Beijing, how he suffered from hunger and cold, His Majesty will memorize it all by heart.

But Pei Ye only needs to think about it carefully, and he can find that some details in his words can't stand scrutiny at all. He thinks he was too young at that time, and his memory of this period has long been blurred, but in order to brag enough, he just said it casually. Added some details.

Pei Ye never exposed him, and every time he heard him mention it, he took the trouble to act as a listener.

In the end, I have to praise him a few words, such as "Why are you so powerful, Shuang'er?" "If I were an orphan, I'm afraid I couldn't stand it anymore."

His Majesty would take turns talking about these words, but Fang Tishuang still listened happily every time.

Fang Tishuang was very satisfied with his answer, so she raised her head and touched his chin again, and then said: "Your Majesty, I still want to open a painting house."

Pei Ye agreed without thinking about it: "Okay."

Fang Tishuang had already prepared a lot of drafts, including why she suddenly wanted to open a painting studio, where she wanted to open it, and how they would share the money after they made money, but she never expected that His Majesty would agree without asking.

"Why don't you ask me why I want to open a painting studio?"

Pei Ye smiled, stared into his eyes, and coaxed a child: "Then why do you want to open a painting studio? Can you talk to Gu?"

He laughed, and Fang Tishuang couldn't help laughing too: "Isn't Sister Wan'er about to leave the palace? She told me before that she didn't want to go home and get married as soon as she left the palace. Some savings, thinking about opening a small shop or something after leaving the palace."

"I just thought, since she wants to open a small shop, why don't she run the painting house for me, and I don't worry about handing over the painting house to someone else," Fang Tishuang smiled slyly, obviously already thinking about it in her heart. After thinking about this matter, "Besides, my paintings have been selling better and better in the past few years. I can't always trouble my husband to sell paintings for me. Your Majesty, don't you think so?"

Pei Ye is obsessed with ghosts now, no matter what he says now, I am afraid his answer will be "yes" or "good".

Not long after, the sedan chair stopped.

Fang Tishuang didn't want to take an extra step today, so she first rubbed Pei Ye off the sedan chair, then jumped on His Majesty's back from the sedan chair, hooked his neck with one hand, and then deliberately shouted: "Drive! "

The dignified son of heaven is being ridden as a horse, but there is no trace of displeasure on his face. I don't know if it is Qi Chunye's illusion, but he always feels that Pei Ye seems to be quite happy.

Although none of the short-sighted palace people dared to laugh at the emperor, Pei Ye pretended to slap Fang Tishuang's thigh in order to save a little face, then cleared his throat and said Cursed: "You're itchy again, aren't you?"

Fang Tishuang stuck to his ear, and retorted softly: "Your Majesty rode me all night last night, and you are not allowed to ride you? Who is itching?"

Hearing what he said, Pei Ye couldn't pretend anymore, just chuckled lightly, then turned his head and whispered to him: "Good Shuang'er, can you give me some face outside, will it work?"

Fang Tishuang snorted lightly, but said nothing, agreeing.

His Majesty carried him on his back, so Fang Tishuang lay on his back and pointed here and there. Looking at the scenery along the way, Fang Tishuang was in a great mood, and said in his ear: "Why are these peach blossoms planted here? Here It's so deserted, how pitiful..."

Pei Ye thought that he wanted to say that these peach blossoms are lonely and self-admiring, so he was pitiful, and felt that he was very advanced in thought, so he said: "The orchid in the empty valley is fragrant alone, people think that the flowers are noble and pure, but in fact they are just too much. Take it seriously, a hundred flowers are beautiful, even if they are not seen by others, they are still fragrant, there is no flower in this world that blooms just to be seen by others."

Fang Tishuang gave him a strange look, and then said: "I mean, it's so deserted here, if all these peach trees bear fruit, wouldn't those peaches all rot in the ground? It's a pity gone."

The two looked at each other, only to realize that they were not on the same channel at all, Fang Tishuang felt that Pei Ye was sick, and His Majesty felt that he was vulgar, but this did not prevent the two from continuing to chat.

Pei Ye was silent for a while, and then responded: "It is true that these peach blossoms bloom beautifully, but the fruit is not very good. If you like it, ask them to dig a tree and plant it later. "

"One is not enough," Fang Tishuang said greedily, "I have to dig up the apricot and plum trees I saw just now, and plant our yard into an orchard."

Of course, His Majesty granted this little wish.

The garden finally came to an end, Pei Ye was a little tired from walking, and Fang Tishuang was also a little tired from looking at it, and then the two of them remembered the business of coming here today.

They came to bathe in the spring, not to enjoy the flowers.

The two finally came to the edge of Tangquan, but Fang Tishuang was stunned. Although the Tangquan was built very big and beautiful, but...

"Your Majesty," Fang Tishuang turned her head and asked the emperor who was changing clothes, "Why is there no top on this spring?"

Pei Ye was also stunned by his question for a moment. He did not build this Tangquan Palace. The bricks and tiles here may have existed for longer than the combined age of the two of them.

He thought for a while, and then replied: "Perhaps the Emperor Tai|Zu likes to look at the scenery when bathing in hot springs. The forest here is so dense, and there are palace guards guarding outside, no one will come here."

Fang Tishuang was coaxed by him, so he took off his clothes hesitantly. Although he didn't even see a person here, he was still a little panicked, so as soon as he went out, he closed his eyes and jumped into the water .

When His Majesty chased him out, he only saw a startled splash, and before he had time to think about it, he jumped in with him.

Fang Tishuang didn't know how to swim at all, and was dumbfounded as soon as he fell in, scratching around in the water with both hands, but fortunately, Pei Ye caught his arms in time and brought him to the surface of the water.

Fang Tishuang choked on the spring water, wiped her eyes on the other side, and said, "This water is too bad to drink, it smells weird."

Pei Ye hurriedly fetched a cotton towel from the edge of the pool, and wiped his face with lingering fear: "Aren't there steps there? Why are you jumping down like this?"

Fang Tishuang followed his gaze, only to find that there was a step not far away, but he didn't think it was his negligence at all, and complained stiffly: "How could I know? tell me."

The hot spring only flooded Pei Ye's chest, but Fang Tishuang did not inherit his grandpa's stature. He ate and raised delicacies every day, but the hot spring still flooded his shoulders.

Fang Tishuang had only been in the soup spring for a while, and felt that it was difficult to breathe. Pei Ye saw him panting, so he hugged him to sit on a small raised platform on the wall of the pool.

Sitting on this small stage, Fang Tishuang could barely be as tall as His Majesty.

His body was covered with red marks from last night, like branded peach blossoms, blooming one after another.

His Majesty's body is not very good-looking, there are several scratch marks on his back, all of which were scratched by Fang Tishuang last night, he scratched extremely hard, others scratched once or twice to flirt|flirt, but he It's like trying to scratch people to death.

Pei Ye turned around, showed him his back, and deliberately pretended to be pitiful: "Look, how can you bear such a ruthless hand? We have only been together for a long time, and you are going to murder your husband."

Fang Tishuang raised one right leg, stepped on his back with her foot, and said indifferently, "What's wrong with scratching you twice? Why don't you look at me?"

"This, this, and this," he said, pointing at himself, "It's all good things you did, and you dare to sue the wicked first!"

His Majesty turned around, hugged him and smiled, and then stuck to him, and the two naturally kissed together.

The hot air evaporated from the surface of the pool, making the surrounding scenery dizzy, like a blurred fairyland.

Then suddenly, Fang Tishuang seemed to realize something suddenly, her body tightened subconsciously, and then she ran to the edge of the pool as if fleeing for her life: "No, not here, if you dare..."

He had just rolled over halfway, and was halfway through speaking, when Pei Ye snatched him back.

……

The hot spring water was too hot, and at the last moment, Fang Tishuang almost fainted, finally found a gap, and finally told Pei Ye that he was going to be out of breath.

His Majesty had no choice but to carry him into the dressing room, and while wiping his body for him, he said mercilessly: "You are going to practice your sword. With this little strength, you still want to be alone."

Even though Fang Tishuang had no more strength, she became frustrated and kicked him in the chest with ease, "Say more! I just said that I'm not here anymore, but you still have to come."

Pei Ye knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't dare to refute him, but carefully put on his clothes for him.

He stopped talking, but Fang Tishuang continued to mutter and scold: "Your bathhouse is so poor that it doesn't even have a roof, yet you dare to invite me to play, and you are so shameless, in broad daylight, bright and bright, how can you do that?" Can you be so shameless? The Jade Emperor would feel ashamed for His Majesty when he saw it in the sky."

Pei Ye was amused by his words, and was afraid that he would really get annoyed, so he leaned up to kiss him very tenderly, and then coaxed him softly: "It's a mistake, you have kicked and scolded him before." After that, I will be magnanimous and forgive Gu this time, right?"

He paused for a moment, and then said: "In another day, I will ask someone to build a roof here, and build a few more walls, so that the Jade Emperor and his disciples will not spy on us, okay?"

Fang Tishuang smacked the tip of his nose lightly and said angrily, "I'm only coming here with you again, your Majesty will kneel down and beg me next time, so I don't want to come anymore."

Pei Ye knew that he was talking angry, so he just smiled, then leaned his head on his soft belly, softened his tone and pretended to be pitiful: "If you don't come, come alone, how lonely it is .”

"Get up," Fang Tishuang didn't like him at all, "It's dead."

Pei Ye smiled, but refused to move.

He just lay on Fang Tishuang's body and rested for a while, and then suddenly said: "Shuang'er, after returning to the palace today... set a good and auspicious day for you and me to get married, do you want to?"

Fang Tishuang was about to push his head away, but when she heard this, she was stunned.

Pei Ye thought he didn't hear clearly, so he raised his head again, looked into his eyes, and repeated again: "I'm asking you something, would you like to be a lonely little man?"

Fang Tishuang's eyes were swollen just now from crying in the Tangquan Pool, but now her almond eyes are suddenly moist again.

He didn't even need to speak, Pei Ye had already heard his answer.

"I am willing," Fang Tishuang was afraid that this answer was not serious enough, so he repeated it again, "I am very willing."