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

Seeing his expression, Pei Que couldn't help feeling sour.

He didn't intend to let him go.

Using chains is a bad idea in a moment of anger.

He can't let him go either.

He's going to live forever, trapping him.

In another way, trap him by your side forever.

Pei Que opened his arms, and his voice softened, "Come here."

Murong Shu still looked at him warily, but unconsciously tightened his fingers on the quilt.

Pei Que maintained that movement very patiently, "Shu'er, come here."

"Come on, I'll tell you."

Murong Shu lifted the quilt, made a movement of getting up, and was suddenly bumped and hugged into his arms.

Pei Que held him tightly in his arms, and said hoarsely, "I'm sorry."

Murong Shu's face was pressed against his chest, and because of this apology, his eyes instantly turned red.

"You can blame me, you can hate me, but I won't let you go."

Pei Que wrapped his arms around him like an iron ring, "I will make amends and atone for my previous mistakes, so follow me and follow me forever."

Murong Shu lowered his eyes and said nothing.

What can he say when he is locked up.

He was a powerless, deposed emperor who was rumored to have died in the Lishui Palace, so he was allowed to be rounded and flattened by others.

Perhaps, he will be truly relieved when the other party's whim disappears.

On that day, Pei Que dressed him up and took him out of Hongning Palace with his own hands.

Murong Shu turned around and glanced in the direction of Hongning Hall, his eyes couldn't discern joy.

He was held by Pei Que and went all the way to Chengqian Palace.

Pei Que said that this place scared him, and it might be better to switch back to a familiar place.

He hadn't walked such a long distance for a long time, and when he stepped on the stone slabs, his knees were soft.

He walked slowly, and Pei Que walked slowly with him.

The beauty raised in the Hongning Palace showed up, and the curious palace servants looked at him quietly from a distance. When their eyes fell on the young man in white, those people's knees softened and they almost knelt down.

Your Majesty, this beauty, looks exactly like the young Majesty who died of illness in the Lishui Palace.

They retracted their eyes in shock, not daring to look any further.

"Tired?"

Pei Que took his hand and wrapped his other arm around his waist.

The waist under the arms was slightly stiff, Pei Que smiled embarrassingly, he was still afraid of himself.

Or, what he did before left a shadow on him.

Murong Shu glanced at him, then quickly turned his eyes away and shook his head.

Pei Que glanced at his legs, and amidst the exclamation of the other party, he beat him up and hugged him up.

I don't know if it's because of shyness or what, but the little face made of pink and jade is buried in his chest, only a slightly red side face is exposed, which goes all the way to the ears.

Pei really couldn't help wanting to kiss him, but he was afraid of scaring people, so he walked quickly towards Chengqian Hall.

When he was put down outside Chengqian Hall, Murong Shu's eyes turned red quickly.

"His Majesty!"

He turned his head, and Li Wenzhong knelt down in front of him, weeping uncontrollably.

Murong Shu helped him up, his voice choked up, "Li Wenzhong..."

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty..." Li Wenzhong walked around him while wiping his tears, "You lost weight...you suffered...you..."

But Murong Shu seemed to remember something, squeezed Li Wenzhong's arm, shook his head anxiously at him, and whispered, "Don't call me that..."

He glanced at Pei Que nervously.

During such a period of time, he suffered a lot, and Li Wenzhong suffered even more.

He didn't want Li Wenzhong to suffer again because of this title.

There was no strange expression on Pei Que's face, he stepped forward to hold Murong Shu's hand, and said softly: "It's windy outside, if you have anything to say go in."

The layout of Chengqian Palace is the same as before, with his familiar feeling everywhere, Murong Shu looked at his hand tightly held by Pei Que, and couldn't figure out why he suddenly started being nice to him.

"You like it here?"

Murong Shu nodded.

"After we get married, we will still live here."

marry?

who gets married

Him and myself?

He is going to marry a man?

Murong Shu lowered his eyes, who is so stupid, who dares to marry a man at the risk of the world's disgrace just after he ascended the throne.

Probably because of the atonement he said, accept him as a concubine.

It's just that the crown prince's uterus has become the concubine's palace. I don't know if the father will come back to life in anger.

He smiled wryly at his own thought.

Pei Que saw that the other party bent his lips happily because he said he wanted to marry him, and turned away from smiling as if he was shy.

Pei Que's heart moved, and he held the other's hand tightly, "Shu'er, I knew it, you are also happy."

Murong Shu: "..."

Pei Que hugged him into his arms, "I will never let you down again in the future."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed his forehead, "Let's have a good time in the days to come."

Murong Shu let him hug him without saying anything-

Until the post-sealing ceremony was completed and Murong Shu was sent back to sit on the dragon bed, he still felt unreal.

He looked down at the queen's robe that had been changed into a man's shape on his body, touched the white jade pendants around his waist, and was in a daze for a while.

He really married Pei Que in front of civil and military officials.

Li Wenzhong brought over a bowl of noodles, "Master, it's been a busy day, let's have something to eat."

Murong Shu was really hungry, so he lifted the bead curtain that covered his face, and took his face, "What do you say outside?"

"I'm a man, so the outside world must say something bad."

"It's because of him that it's ugly." Li Wenzhong was still talking to Murong Shu, but he couldn't call his Majesty when he called Pei.

"It was rumored outside that he was licentious. I heard that a few days ago, those ministers knew that he was going to marry a man, and they were the ones who got the job, and they cried in the morning and wanted to bump into the pillars, and some were about to be dismissed from office and return to their hometowns. What's the matter? Use it, why don't he just marry the master!"

"Who cares about him marrying!"

Murong Shu's eyelashes twitched quickly, and he took small bites of the noodles in his mouth.

In just half an hour, Pei Que hugged the man into his arms with a touch of alcohol, and touched his stomach, "Are you hungry?"

The person in his arms shook his head.

Pei Que reached out for a cup of wine, raised his head to drink it, then pinched Murong Shu's chin, and let him in.

He looked at Murong Shu's dripping lips, his eyes darkened, and he did the same thing, half drinking the whole jug of wine, half feeding him.

The little thing in his arms can't hold alcohol well, after drinking half a pot of wine, his face is already clouded with red.

"Actually, he shouldn't be drunk like this," Pei Que kissed the tip of his nose, "It was supposed to be drunk with arms crossed."

"But I don't want to."

He circled Murong Shu's face with his fingertips, "I only hope that in this life, Shu'er and I are like this pot of wine we drank, you are in me, and I am in you."

"In this life, I will never bully you, nor will I let you down."

"Don't worry, I won't lock you in the harem." He kissed Murong Shu's trembling eyelashes, "Everything I have will be yours."

"Rights, the world, as long as you like it, it's all yours."

Murong Shu raised his misty eyes and stared at him blankly, as if he was thinking about the truth of this sentence.

Seen by his eyes, Pei Que's heart was so soft that the other's body, which was wrapped around the other's waist, was tightly attached to him, as if he wanted to rub the person into his own flesh and blood.

"Shu'er, you will understand in a few days...the wedding night, don't waste time..."

While kissing the other party, he stripped off the other party's clothes one by one, and gently covered the nervously trembling body of the person in his arms.

"Don't be afraid, I will never hurt you again."

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the temple is sprinkled with gold.

The long night wind blew the lantern hanging at the gate of Chengqian Hall, like the slender waist of a beauty, swaying with the wind.

A low sobbing sound came from the hall, "Pei Que...don't...Pei Que..."

……

The new emperor is married, and the court will last for three days.

On the fourth day when he came to court, the ministers in the palace were discussing a lot. They heard that the new queen looked like the little emperor who had passed away. There were suspicions in the capital, and some ministers were waiting for His Majesty to come down to find out what His Majesty said.

Amidst Manager Tian's chorus, His Majesty arrived late with the new queen.

During the Shan Hu Long live, a minister raised his head quietly, even the most scheming minister couldn't help but change his expression.

Isn't this like the first emperor... this--!

Pei Que glanced over lightly, and there was silence again below.

He sat on the dragon chair with his arms around the waist of the person in his arms, and his eyes fell leisurely to the outside of the hall.

It was snowing in the courtyard, and after thinking about it, his little leather boots would make a "creaking" sound when he walked on them.

He embraced the waist of the person in his arms, and leaned back against the back of the dragon chair.

The years are quiet and good, and that's probably it-

【Finish】