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

Pei Que reached out to take the water handed over by his entourage, and twisted it twice in his hand.

He paused, as if he saw Du Li kneeling on the ground at this moment.

"Master Du, what's wrong?"

He said casually: "It's cold in winter, get up."

Du Shilang, who was kneeling on the ground, kowtowed deeply to the dragon chair again, "I am dull, I have disturbed your majesty's interest, please forgive me!"

Pei Que lazily leaned on the backrest, "Your Majesty is benevolent and will not argue with you."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Murong Shu.

The words were arranged clearly, Murong Shu had nothing to say and could only nod his head.

A muddleheaded early court is no different from every morning court since he came to the throne-dutifully playing a young and ignorant and easy-to-handle role.

When the court was over, he walked in front, and Pei Que followed behind.

Murong Shu really didn't want to see him, so he walked faster and faster, and the anxious Li Wenzhong was sweating profusely in winter.

"His Majesty--"

Murong Shu pretended not to hear, his steps were so fast that he was about to fly.

"His Majesty--"

The voice behind him was getting closer and closer, until someone grabbed his sleeve, he had no choice but to turn his head, looked at the hands sticking out from under the black cloak, and pretended to be surprised: "Master Pei, you are here too!"

The person on the opposite side smiled, "Your Majesty walked too fast, and I had a hard time catching up."

He loosened the sleeves of the little emperor and walked side by side with him, "Your Majesty seems to be in a bad mood today."

Murong Shu chuckled, "Lord Pei is wrong, I'm in a very good mood!"

"Because Du Shilang?"

Pei Que frowned, as if he was trying to solve his problems, "If His Majesty doesn't like it, I will find an excuse and demote him from Shangjing."

"Master Pei is willing?"

"Would you like it?"

Pei Que spat out these two words, as if reminiscing about something, "Your Majesty doesn't believe it?"

"Don't talk about being demoted from Shangjing, as long as His Majesty is willing, what's the point of beheading his head with an order!"

He smiled lightly, with malice in his voice, "Isn't that the only thing you need to be an emperor!"

"Life, death, and looting are in the hands of one person, so you can do whatever you want!"

"Master Pei is really good at joking!"

Murong Shu frowned, he was already in a bad mood today, and this bastard is still annoying him here!

"Master Pei, if you have nothing important to do, you should step back first."

Seeing him clearly annoyed him to death, but he still suppressed the smile on his face, Pei really felt more at ease in his heart!

There are many people who bother him outside, and even more people who want him to die.

But the leather on those people's faces is better, and their words and smiles are so hypocritical that they are as real as they are.

He watched it too much, and he just felt disgusted; on the contrary, this little thing in front of him, with his indifferent and hypocritical appearance, was more pleasing to him.

Seeing how he couldn't bear to blow his hair, thinking of his deed of washing his face twice without going to bed last night, Pei Que laughed and leaned back and forth.

The more annoying he is, the more Pei Que wants to provoke him.

"Where is your Majesty going? I will escort you there!"

"No need!"

Throwing down these two words, Murong Shu turned and left.Li Wenzhong saluted him, and followed with a group of court ladies and eunuchs.

Pei Que suppressed his smile and waved, "Follow him and see where he goes."

After half a cup of tea, a small eunuch knelt in front of Pei Que who was reading the booklet, "Master Qiansui, Lord Long Live, he went to Hibiscus Garden."

Pei Que put down the brochure and murmured, "Jinlanyuan, Liu Meiren..."

He chuckled softly, "Don't look at our Majesty's mouth hair is not full, but he knows that he misses women. It's really..."

His eyes darkened slightly, the smile on his lips was put away, and he pursed it into a straight line, "It's really just like that old guy, he's a passionate one!"