My parrot turned out to be your majesty

The closer to the border, the colder the weather. In a city near the border, one person rode a horse into the city.

It was already the twelfth lunar month of winter, there was snow in the sky, and a thick layer of snow piled up on the ground. There were officers and soldiers on the street organizing people to shovel the snow, and someone was passing by on a horse, but he was wearing an autumn crescent white robe.

The fabric of the clothes is luxurious, and the cuffs are trimmed with gold rims to outline the clouds. A jade pendant hangs around the man's waist, and the belt outlines his waistline. The man on the horse with a straight back has broad shoulders and long legs. It seems that other people are bloated and fat in thick clothes in winter.

The outstanding appearance came riding a black horse on the snow, and the girl's face became red when she saw it.

It's freezing cold, and there are few people who go out to buy things in the street. The maid of the clothing store stood at the door and saw the man stepping on the street from a distance. Her eyes seemed to be attracted by him, and she whispered to the sister beside her: "This man is really good-looking."

The maid blushed and nodded, and then the two saw that the person they were looking at was walking straight towards them.

Liu turned over and got off the horse neatly for no reason, and the maid at the door hurried up to meet her. The young woman's voice was as clear as a bell: "My lord, are you here to buy clothes?"

"Pick me a piece of brocade, and some cotton." Liu handed over a silver ingot for no reason.

The maidservant put her hands back the hair hanging down her face, exposed her white and tender face, and said shyly, "Master, why don't you come in and pick it out, we have a lot of brocades in our shop, and the styles are also good enough."

Liu Wuyu took the horse with one hand, and refused slightly coldly: "No, just give me the best one from your store, money is not a problem."

Another maid pulled the man who was talking, and the two hurried in to get things.

Liu bought brocade and cotton for no reason, and walked around the street again, passing by a bookstore with strange decoration, he frowned slightly, and walked in.

When I came out again, I had a book called Travel Notes in my hand.

"Xiao Er, come to the room." Liu stepped into an inn for no reason, and said to the waiter in the inn.

He threw a small piece of silver over and pointed to the horse outside the door: "Tie the horse and feed it with high-quality fodder."

Xiaoer happily pointed to the room for Liu Wuyu, and then went to tie the horse.

Liu put things on the table for no reason, frowning at these things: silk, cotton, scissors, needlework.

Sitting in the room, I made it through the night alone.

When Xiao Fubao woke up, he saw Liu Wugui holding a needle and thread in one hand and a small piece of clothing in the other, and was mending cotton.

Needless to say, it can be seen who this little dress is made for.

Near the border, Xiao Fubao was a little reluctant to come out from Liu Wuyu's lapel, it was too cold.

Its body is not a parrot species that lives in cold places, and its feathers can't bring it much warmth.

But Xiao Fubao never said anything since then, just curled up in Liu Wugui's arms, showing only a pair of eyes all day long.

It looked at Liu Wuyu who was sewing seriously under the flickering candlelight, his eyes were a little moist, and he couldn't tell what he was feeling.

This is not the first time Liu Wugui made clothes for it. For the first time, Xiao Fubao thought that it was in the palace, and there were many pairs of eyes staring at every move. clothes.

Now that it has left the palace, Liu Wugui still makes winter clothes for it himself.

A big man, holding a thin needle, does things that can only be done by women in the eyes of men in the world. Men do things that are self-deprecating and unworthy of the stage, just for the coldness that it has never said.

The ball of candles placed on the table seemed to be burning in its heart, a little hot and a little swollen.

For more than 20 years now, Li Xingsu has not received much kindness, even one of the few. Liu gave it to him more than ten years ago without reason, and Liu still gave it to him more than ten years later.

There were still a few ugly failed products on the table, and a small hand touched it, and the owner of the hand said to Liu Wuyu awkwardly: "You are so ugly, you are a big man, why don't you find a embroiderer?" Do these."

Mingming was happy in his heart, but he couldn't say it out of his mouth.

After finishing the last stitch for no reason, Liu took a look at the clothes with satisfaction, and did not forget to reply to Xiao Fubao's words: "You have to wear ugliness, don't disappoint an old father's heart."

He could indeed find the embroiderer, but when he thought that Xiao Fubao's close-fitting clothes were sewn stitch by stitch by others, Liu Wugui felt uncomfortable.

Xiao Fubao was raised by him alone, and he didn't accept others everywhere, so naturally he could only wear his own clothes.

Fuck|Damn, he doesn't really think of Xiao Fubao as his son, does he?

Liu Wuyu looked at Little Fubao obediently putting on the cotton-padded jacket with red ears, thinking with a tangled face.

I just want to ask for a daughter-in-law, it's more than that.

If he is regarded as his son in the future, how can he be abducted to bed.

The more he thought about it, the more he struggled, but Li Xingsu's face suddenly flashed in his mind, and he thought about the scene of calling him dad with that face.

Liu Wuyu was furious, and he cursed softly with the tip of his tongue against his palate.

Grass, he can do it again.

There is no guilt, awkwardness or discomfort at all, he may really be a pervert.

He scolded in a low voice, but it was still heard by Little Fubao, and it pursed its mouth: "Didn't you just say something ugly, and you still scolded me."

Liu Wuyu touched its face with his fingertips, and chuckled lightly: "I didn't scold you, I scolded myself."

Cursing himself for laughing so happily, Xiao Fubao stared at him with wet blue eyes, sick.

It lovingly smoothed the folds at the hem of the clothes with its hands, turned its head and said awkwardly: "It's not very ugly, it's so-so, not too bad."

For no reason Liu looked at its red ears, and laughed silently.

He also took out what looked like a small cloak, but unlike the cloak, it was sewn with cotton.

"Come on, try this."

Little Fubao's blue eyes blinked, and he obediently turned into a parrot.

The round blue dumpling was wrapped around a black cloak, and Liu Wurea thoughtfully made a hat for the cloak.

A chuckle sounded in the room, and Lan Tuanzi moved uncomfortably.

"Chirp?" Strange?

Liu Wuwu held it and put it in front of the bronze mirror, "It's very handsome, like a quack swordsman."

In the bronze mirror, a chubby blue ball less than the size of a palm propped up a small black cloak, with a hat on its head, and the looming goose-yellow feathers inside could be seen.

The blue is warm and soft, while the black is cold and hard. The combination of the soft blue dumpling and the black cloak is like a combination of cuteness and coolness, which directly hits Liu's aesthetics for no reason.

Lan Tuanzi blinked, and Lan Tuanzi in the bronze mirror also blinked.

Also, it's pretty nice.

Thinking in this way, the little paw stepped on Liu Wuyu's fingers and walked steadily into his palm, rubbed his body against the warm palm and lay down motionless.

With a smile on the corner of Liu Wuyu's mouth, he took the lazy and coquettish little Fubao in his hand and went to ask the waiter for some food.

One person and one bird rested at the inn for one night, and early the next morning, Liu left the city on horseback for no reason.

Going forward, it is the border.

On the front of his chest, Xiao Fubao was still asleep, so it seemed wrong to say that.

Liu Wurea slightly raised his head to look at the sky, at this hour, it might be already morning.

The person whom Liu yelled at for no reason sneezed a little while sitting on the dragon chair, and the courtiers below knelt on the ground and begged to be crowned queen.

"The harem can't be left without a master for a day, and I hope that your majesty will establish a queen as soon as possible." More than [-] people in a black mass knocked their heads on the ground and said in unison.

Li Xingsu looked at Liu Yongchang who was standing upright on the first left, pondered for a moment and then asked, "What does Xiang Liu think?"

"Your Majesty, I also think that His Majesty should be the Empress."

Li Xingsu's good mood from yesterday continued into today, and he said slowly: "Although the male empress is deceased, he has only passed away for a few days. It would be too hasty to become an empress so soon."

Liu Yongchang cupped his hands and said: "The emperor's words are wrong. The male empress is the body of the scapegoat. Letting him be buried is already a reward. Now that the harem has no owner, it is better to establish an empress as soon as possible."

The body of the male queen was not allowed to enter the imperial mausoleum, and only one place was found for burial.

"After the establishment, what does Zhang Taifu think who will be the successor?" Li Xingsu changed the subject and asked Zhang Taifu.

Zhang Taifu hesitated and said: "This..."

Li Xingsu looked at the courtiers who were arguing endlessly with a smile, and as soon as they stood up, Zhang Taifu's faction and Liu Yongchang's faction naturally quarreled.

He knew that the matter of Yan Ai's pregnancy would soon be revealed.

Then Yan Ai can ascend to the throne in a legitimate way, and the prince born will naturally be the prince.

Let Liu Yongchang's adulterous child be the prince?Li Xingsu was still smiling, but his eyes became cold.

He looked out from a distance, there will be no such day.

.......

For no reason, Liu showed the officers and soldiers guarding the city the way to enter the city: Hanshan Pass.

Lu Yin is of course a false identity, Wen Mo does it for him, Li Guo doesn't need a guide to go out of the city, but he needs a guide to enter the city, if there is no guide and he can't prove his identity, he will be arrested and sent to work as a coolie at the border.

Lu Yin's censorship is the most stringent at Hanshan Pass, because this is the defense line of Li State, and it is the border pass of Li State.

Inside Hanshan Pass, the buildings are far less elaborate than those in the capital, and the wind here seems to carry a murderous air.

The cold wind blows on the face, making people painful.

For no reason, Liu stepped into a restaurant with a cloud-like hairpin imprint on the signboard, the waiter inside was lazy, and did not greet the guests when they came in.

"It's the shopkeeper," Liu Wuyuan skipped over the waiter and walked up to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper raised his head, and Liu Wuwu handed over a bank note with a thin iron sheet pressed underneath it.

"One upper room." Liu said without reason.

The shopkeeper took the things, his face remained unchanged, and he greeted him with a smile, "Guest officer, please."

Inside the room, the shopkeeper said in a low voice: "Liu Wenbai is not in the city recently, he went hunting on the cold mountain, and he will be back in two days."

Liu Wuyuan waved his hand, and the shopkeeper withdrew.

When Xiao Fubao woke up, he saw Liu lying leisurely on the bench by the window for no reason, slowly holding a book of travel books and reading it seriously.

Little Fubao had a smile in his eyes and was wearing warm winter clothes. In the morning, he saw a dog biting a dog in the hall, and he was in a great mood.

No matter how much Liu Wuyou teases it now, Xiao Fubao feels that he can forgive him.

"What are you looking at?" Xiao Fubao flew up, and moved to the book to see what travel notes Liu Wuyuan read.

Then it saw an extremely unbearable illustration of two men hugging each other.

Good mood terminator: Liu without reason.

Bai Nen's face turned red quickly, turning into a cherry tomato, Xiao Fubao flew high, and shouted sharply: "What are you looking at!!!"

Compared with its embarrassment and anger, Liu Wuyou slowly turned the page: "This is not, I suddenly found out that I am Long Yang, read some books and learn."

"In case the little emperor dislikes my technology."

"Familiar with the three hundred volumes of Longyang, learn three thousand tricks."

Little Fubao was almost red from the face to the feet, he only felt the heat rising up, and his mind was not clear.

The angry little man slammed down on the book from the air, smashing it to the ground.

"Li Xingxu doesn't need it, doesn't need it, doesn't need it!"

At the end of the roar, its voice was full of tears, and it cursed with choking milk: "Are you a pervert!"

The author has something to say: Excuse me, do you have any acceptance speech for the title of Good Mood Terminator?

Liu Wugui: Thank you for the invitation, my original purpose was to make my sweetheart happy.

Xiaofubao has a secret

感谢在2022-02-2120:48:52~2022-02-2216:26:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Mountain and Moon; 1234565 bottles of nickname; 3 bottles of soy sauce from me; 1 bottle of Xingxing;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!