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

"Pei Qing~"

The little emperor tilted his head coquettishly, and looked at him eagerly, "So how do you thank me?"

Pei Que looked at the little emperor who raised a plain white face, looking at him docilely and obediently, his heart softened into a pool of spring water.

He restrained the desire to kiss that small face, and said slowly: "What does Your Majesty want?"

I'll give you whatever you want...

Power?loyalty?

Even... you want my life...

Pei Que smiled and pinched the opponent's little face, it's not impossible...

The little emperor bent the corners of his lips, his eyes sparkling with a smile.

"I haven't figured it out yet!"

"When I think it over, I will naturally ask Pei Qing for it!"

"But when the time comes, Pei Qing just don't deny it!"

Pei Que smiled, "Of course, even the ministers belong to His Majesty, and what belongs to the minister naturally belongs to His Majesty."

He softened his tone, with a trace of unnoticed love, "Whatever your majesty wants, I will do my best to satisfy."

The little emperor nodded in satisfaction, but before he could answer, he heard the voice outside, and retreated from his vainly embraced arms.

Li Wenzhong pushed the door open and came in, "Your Majesty, people from the Wei Mansion said that the Grand Tutor was caught in the cold, and that he would not be able to come in the morning the day after tomorrow."

"Did you catch the wind and cold?" A look of worry appeared on the little emperor's face, "Why did you catch the wind and cold?"

He stood up suddenly, "Teacher is always like this, let him rest without rest, let him enter the palace in a sedan chair and have to walk, he always makes things difficult for himself!"

"I'm going to see him!"

"Your Majesty—" Pei Que was displeased, this guy surnamed Wei came at the right time, probably on purpose!

"Your government affairs are not finished yet!"

The little emperor patted him on the shoulder, "It's not in a hurry, besides, I have you, Pei Qing!"

Pei was choked.

He stroked his sleeves and stood up, "It's cold outside and the road is slippery, I will escort His Majesty there."

Thinking of the two of them fighting like black corns in the past few years, the little emperor's face froze, "That's not necessary..."

"Let's go!" Pei Que took his hand, "I won't go in."

Sure enough, it was snowing outside, snow slag the size of coarse salt was densely sprinkled from the sky, and the ground was covered with white flowers. Even though the palace people had already cleaned the jade steps, the snow was too heavy and the wind was strong. , The road that was originally cleaned was covered with a white layer of snow.

Sitting in the imperial chariot behind him were the two most important people in the Northern Zhou Dynasty. The bearers put up all their spirits and took every step firmly, for fear that something might go wrong.

The inside of the imperial chariot was warm, with thick fox fur all over the sedan chair, and several heaters were placed at the four corners.

The little emperor glanced at Pei Que, who was putting a rabbit fur cover on the stove liner—he had been very kind to him recently, and he was too considerate!Could it be that he really felt ashamed, what should he make up for?Or do you want to see yourself grow up and decide to be a prosperous and virtuous minister?

He studied grinding when he was young, so he can't blame himself.

His father's mistakes had nothing to do with him when he was young.

He had no choice and was quite innocent.

Childhood misfortune will always affect the development of personality, so later on he has a violent and extreme personality, which is also a reason.

The little emperor gave him a gratified look, and it would be fine if he could slowly correct himself and get better.

Pei Que packed the hand stove and stuffed it into the little emperor's hand, "Is it still cold?"

Murong Shu shook his head, "Pei Qing has a heart."

Pei Que sat beside him, "Does your Majesty still remember the story I told you?"

The little emperor rubbed his warm hands on his face, "The rich businessman's daughter?"

"Um."

Pei Que paused, as if organizing words, "This story tells us that it's not that men all over the world are untrustworthy, but that we need to keep our eyes open and choose the right man."

"Some people put on a hypocritical mask and try their best to get to the top. If you are deceived by such people, you will be in a place of eternal doom."

The little emperor looked at the other party, pondering the meaning of his words, "I know."

When the imperial chariot arrived at the Wei Mansion, Pei Que jumped down first, and stretched out his hand to the little emperor who poked his head out.

The little emperor put his hand on it, and said "Huh", "Why didn't you put the pedal on?"

Pei Que didn't answer, grabbed his hand, leaned over, hugged him, and walked over the creaking thick snow to the steps of the gate of Wei Mansion amidst Li Wenzhong's exclamation Then he bent down and put the little emperor on the ground, "The snow is slippery, let's go in."

Looking at the footprints he left on the snow during these few steps, the little emperor smiled knowingly, "Thank you, Pei Qing!"

He was born beautiful, but now a pair of small faces are hidden in the big brim of the hat, his eyes are sparkling, his eyebrows are dancing with joy, he is extraordinarily delicate and cute!

Pei Que patted Luoxue on his body for him, "Go."

The little emperor took a few steps calmly, and found that there were no familiar footsteps around him. He turned around and looked suspiciously at the people who stopped where he was.

"The minister won't go in."

The man stood with his back against the snowy sky, with his hands behind his back, and said mockingly: "In case the Grand Master Wei sees the subject, he will become seriously ill again, and the subject will not be able to afford it!"

He smiled, and with the cloudy sky, he felt a little lonely and lonely.

The little emperor stared at him blankly for two seconds, suppressed the subtle emotions in his heart, nodded, turned and left.

The windows of Weifu's bedroom were tightly sealed, and the room was filled with a faint fragrance of traditional Chinese medicine.The little emperor stepped in. The person on the bed was pale and terminally ill, but the dazzling cinnabar red between his eyebrows, like red plums in the snow, added a bit of vitality to him.

"Teacher..." Murong Shu sat on the side of the bed and whispered, "I'm here to see you."

Wei Yang heard the movement and opened his eyes weakly, "Why is Your Majesty here?"

Seeing that he was about to get up, the little emperor hurriedly stopped him and motioned for Li Wenzhong to help him up and sit down.

"I heard that you are sick, I am worried, so I came to see you."

Wei Yang couldn't help coughing twice, "Your Majesty is worried. This is what I have been doing since I was a child. I have been suffering from minor illnesses. It will be fine in a few days."

Seeing him struggling to speak, Murong Shu couldn't help but feel distressed, "I have said many times, Taifu should not be too tired, I heard from Tong An that you stayed in the study until late at night last night, he went in to have a look. I have fallen asleep on the desk, and there is still a dossier on the flood in the Northland..."

"You don't have to bother."

"It's my fault." Wei Yang sighed, "When there is a flood in the north, I feel something is wrong. Fortunately, His Majesty is smart and timely."

"Three counties and twelve counties on both sides of the Qi River in the northern region... My little uncle... As the magistrate of the three regions, he cannot escape the responsibility for this serious disaster."

Under his emotional agitation, he even breathed a little harder. Seeing this, the little emperor quickly let him go, "I know, I know... People are separated from each other, and besides, you haven't seen each other for a long time, and you have little contact. What's the matter with Taifu!"

"Of course I believe in the master!"