Lord Chitose spoils me too much, what should I do?

"Your Majesty really wants to know, how did I guess it?"

The little emperor didn't speak, but looked at him with a pair of round eyes.

"I already guessed it."

"This kind of thing is just a fan of the authorities."

"When something happened that day, when we rushed to the sky prison, I always thought it was Wei Yang who did it, and later put the blame on me. Even when we confronted each other in front of the dead body in the sky prison, I faced this idea. I It's also true."

"But after calming down and thinking about it, it became clear..."

The little emperor rolled his eyes, "How do you say?"

"Because I went through this matter again and found that in the final analysis, the person who benefited the most is actually His Majesty..."

"As for the minister and Wei Yang, one lost his right and left arm, that is, Dali Temple Qing Jiwu; while the other lost not only his uncle, but also the support of his uncle Xu's family."

"Wei Yang and I, from this point of view, can be said to be brothers in trouble. One is more unlucky than the other. However, when we two are unlucky, others will benefit. For example, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, which does not participate in party disputes, And our one by one"

Pei Que blinked at him, "Our Majesty, the more fiercely the people below fight, the more profit you get..."

Murong Shu raised his head and squinted his eyes, "Then why don't you guess it was my hand?"

"just you?"

Pei Que nodded the tip of his nose, "Do you still have such a mind?"

"If it was really done by His Majesty, I will impress you!"

"So what if I really did it?"

Murong Shu continued to ask, "Are you going to be angry that I'm plotting against you?"

"not angry."

Pei Que touched his head, "Isn't it just to be in charge? Your Majesty has grown up, and he has indeed reached the age to be in charge..."

"After the New Year, His Majesty worshiped the ancestors, and the minister will return the government to His Majesty."

The little emperor's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Pei Que nodded, "Of course it's true."

"If I lied to you, Your Majesty's petty temper will get angry again. I am afraid that I will lose His Majesty's favor, so I have no choice but to flatter you."

The little emperor sat up straight happily, and kissed him on the face, "I've been waiting for a day for a long time!"

Pei Que rubbed his head, smiled and looked elsewhere.

But before that, he wants to deal with those people...

Otherwise, it will be a disaster...

Murong Shu rubbed against his arms, "Then you...then will you target Yuan Shu? He plotted against you..."

"What am I doing to him? A big old..."

Pei Que pinched his face, "I'm not a person who suffers, but if the beneficiary is His Majesty, then it's not impossible for me to suffer this loss." The little emperor raised his head, pursed his lips and rubbed against Pei Que From the lips, the voice was soft and waxy, "Pei Qing..."

The dragon robe is on the ground, and the birds are startled...

"Pei Qing..."

The bright yellow curtains beside the bed fell, covering the hall full of spring...

Looking forward to looking forward to, finally looking forward to the end of the year.

Because Li Guo rebelled against Da Zhou, he even stole Da Zhou's secret treasure and escaped from Beijing. His disobedience is an unforgivable crime.

In the early days, the government made a plan to attack the Li country in the next year, and because there will be big movements in the next year, the preparations for this year will be even more lively.

Tomorrow's ancestor worship also uses the largest scale, and everything from the etiquette system of worship items is the highest.

All the ministers are sharp-eyed, and they can faintly feel that something is wrong.

But I just heard about it, I haven't seen what's wrong with my own eyes, so I can't speak nonsense.

In the Hall of Chengqian, Murong Shu was wearing an auspicious suit with a red background, black border and gold thread embroidered with twelve dragon patterns, and was wearing a nine-dragon tiara. Right now, he was turning around to look at Li Wenzhong behind him.

"What about him? Haven't changed yet?"

Li Wenzhong came over to tidy up his clothes, "Hurry up! It's the first time for Lord Qiantose to wear such a complicated auspicious costume, so it may take longer."

"I'm going to find him!"

Murong Shu raised his jacket, "Passion" ran over, "Pei Qing! Pei Qing!"

A pair of hands hugged him from the door, "Slow down, Your Majesty."

"You're ready!"

The little emperor stroked his crooked crown, took a few steps back, and looked at Pei Que.

His eyes were sparkling, full of envy, "You look good in red!"

He turned around Pei Que and exclaimed, "I wish I was taller! I can be so manly!"

His tone was sour and envious, "It's so beautiful!"

Pei Que interrupted his circling movement, took his hand and walked towards the mirror.

In order to show grandeur, His Majesty's auspicious clothes were made longer, and now he had to carry them with one hand when he walked.

Pei really thought it was troublesome, so he hugged him horizontally and walked over.

There are two figures reflected in the smooth and clear polished bronze mirror. One is tall and majestic; .

They both wore the same color, with only a slight difference in style. Pei Que's was more neat, and his was more solemn.

The black and red auspicious clothes, with a large area of ​​gold thread against the background, almost the same style, it looks...it looks like he married him...

This thought sweetened the little emperor's heart, and his face became hot. He was embarrassed to look at the scene in the mirror again, and turned his head. The crown of beads on his head shook and made a crisp sound.

Pei Que's eyes moved away from the mirror reluctantly, and his voice was gentle and tender, "What's wrong?"

The little emperor picked at the hem of his neckline, "Are you tired...do you want to let me down..."

"Not tired."

Pei Que looked at that delicate and beautiful face, "I'm not tired, I'd like to hug Your Majesty."

The little emperor felt even more embarrassed by his gaze, hugged his neck and did not let go, rubbing his head into the socket of his neck.

Pei Que laughed, "Your Majesty, you must control yourself, don't drool because of the greedy minister's body, or you will send the auspicious clothes down in a while, and the minister will not be able to tell..."

The little emperor snorted, expressing his dissatisfaction with this sentence.

He hugged Pei Que's neck and shook, "Put me down quickly."

Pei Que let him down, and straightened him up again because he was too shy to look directly at Bronze Mirror's face.

"Your Majesty, look at our attire, what do we look like?"

Murong Shu raised his long eyelashes and looked directly at the two people in the mirror.

He blurted out, "Like getting married."

Pei Que took his hand, "Then is your majesty willing?"

"Is Your Majesty willing to marry my minister...?"

The little emperor nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes!"

After he finished speaking, he covered his mouth again, "Did I agree too soon!"

He looked at Pei Que through the mirror, "The scriptures say that if one party gets it too easily, the other party will cherish it!"

Pei Que frowned, "What kind of mess does Li Wenzhong usually show you!"

The words were ruthless, but the eyes were full of smiles.

"According to what he said, the minister has been sticking to you and pestering you for so long, isn't that minister easier to get! Then isn't your majesty even less cherishing the minister?"

The little emperor narrowed his eyes mischievously, "Maybe!"

He imitated Pei Que's occasional sullen tone, "Maybe when will I change my mind and like someone else..."

"Your Majesty better not even think about it!"

Pei Que interrupted him, "If you continue talking, the minister will be unhappy... Once the minister is unhappy, His Majesty will suffer..."

The little emperor pursed his lips tightly, stared at his watery eyes and nodded vigorously, expressing that he knew it!

Seeing his cute and cowardly look, Pei Ke rolled his Adam's apple hard.

He suddenly leaned down and rubbed the little emperor's face with his fingertips, "Why is your majesty so white today? Could it be that he secretly painted powder behind his back? The little emperor shook his head, wiped his face with his fingertips, and stretched out his hand Come and show him, "No! "

He was proud, "I'm already very white!"

"yes?"

Pei really smiled meaningfully, "Why doesn't the minister remember..."

He picked up the little emperor with one hand, and put his other hand into his auspicious clothes, "I have to see to find out whether your majesty is lying..."

"After all... hearing is believing, seeing is believing, isn't it?"

The little emperor was suddenly lifted up and hugged Pei Que's neck tightly in fright, "No way!"

"Pei Que! Don't be foolish!"

"Tomorrow I have to wear this dress to worship the heavens and ancestors!"

"Don't make me mess up and get dirty!"

Pei Que sat on the chair and pressed the person on his body, "Your Majesty is wrong..."

The little emperor's eyes were red with anxiety, "Don't..."

He whimpered, his body tensing.

Pei Que leaned closer to his ear, "Your Majesty was wrong, it wasn't the minister who soiled His Majesty's auspicious clothes..."

"Your Majesty may accidentally stain your auspicious clothes..."

He supported the little emperor's waist, "Your Majesty just...just tighten it up a bit and don't relax too much..."

The next morning.

The little emperor was waited on to put on his clothes, and while he was getting dressed, he stared at Pei Que viciously, like a kitten with fried hair.

Pei Que glanced at him, and he touched his nose guiltily, turning his face to avoid the other party's sight.

From changing clothes to leaving Chengqian Palace, he "hummed" a few times along the way, no matter how much Pei Que tried to please him, he didn't talk to the other party.

On the imperial chariot to the Sheji Altar, they sat in pairs and did not speak.

Pei really knew that he had bullied people badly yesterday, and he was a little guilty. He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the other party, "Your Majesty?"

Murong Shu turned his face away, pretending not to see him.

Pei Que coughed lightly and continued, "Shu'er?"

The little emperor said fiercely, "Don't call me Shu'er!"

Pei Que sat beside him, "Why is Shu'er, my minister, still angry..."

He reached out and touched the little emperor's stomach, "It's fine if you don't give birth to a child, why are you getting angry..."

Murong Shu knocked off the opponent's hand.

Pei Que lifted the whole person up and put him beside him, "Today is a big day for me to get married and meet my in-laws, but His Majesty doesn't even give me a good face..."

He touched the little emperor's waist, "Men are really like this, once it's easy to get started, they don't cherish it."