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

Tian Zhen kowtowed to his bruised forehead, and couldn't help but look at this nasty and unfamiliar Pei Que——

Lord Chitose, why do you speak in such a tone and tone?

...Could it be that he was bewitched by His Majesty? ? ?

The two father-in-laws retreated one after another, and the room became quiet again.

Pei Que held the little emperor's hand and played with it in the palm of his hand. I have to say that the little emperor is very easy to coax.

He sells miserably, bows his head, shows loyalty, and the other party who can be flattered is very happy.

I just don't know if it will be more difficult to coax His Majesty to hand over his heart...

The little emperor stared at his hand being rubbed by the other party, and couldn't help asking: "Pei Qing likes children?"

Pei Que raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, "Your Majesty also likes children? Boys and girls? I am the same."

The little emperor wrinkled his face, "No, I just want to ask you, if you don't like to tease children, why are you pinching me all the time!"

Pei Que:? ? ? ?

So he felt... his actions were coaxing the child! ! !

Pei Que's face, which had been gentle and polite since waking up, was cracked...

have to!Coax the child, coax the child!

"I like to coax children, and I like children very much,"

Pei Que's eyes fell on the opponent's chest, "If possible, the more the better!"

It's just that I don't know how many babies can be born with this frail body of your Majesty?

When I was young, I heard the nanny say that it is very painful for a woman to give birth. Your Majesty has been spoiled since he was a child, and I am afraid that he will not be able to bear the pain...

But after all, the family has the throne to inherit, if possible, they still have to give birth to one!

The little emperor looked at each other with pity, God is so pitiful!

Mr. Pei, whom we can't have children, really likes children!

Ugh!

The little emperor looked at the other party with pity, and let the other party play from pinching his fingers to pinching his wrist.

He thought to himself—

If it doesn't work, adopt a child from outside and give it to Pei Que to keep and play!

Naturally, Pei Que didn't know what the little emperor was planning, but felt that the other party was too well-behaved today.

A pair of round eyes were wet, glistening with water, full of beautiful colors.

Pei Que stretched out his hands and pinched the other person's face, and continued to tease him, "It would be the best if the child can grow up to be like His Majesty!"

The little emperor tilted his head, his big eyes were full of deep doubts: I treat you as a subject, but you actually want to be my child's father? ? ?

"Pei Qing was joking!"

The little emperor pulled down his hand, "Even if it was my own, it might not necessarily look exactly like my own."

Pei Que nodded, deeply convinced.

It might even look like me!

He looked at the little emperor's flat chest and asked worriedly, "Can your majesty feed the child?"

The little emperor felt that his domineering aura was being questioned, and patted his chest angrily, "I am the lord of the world, rich in the world, let alone a child, ten, eight, 21 hundred, I can't afford it What!"

Pei was stunned—even though His Majesty is young, he is quite courageous!

Even if it's one a year, and it doesn't stop every year, if you have to make up a hundred children, you don't have to wait until the hair turns gray!

However, to have this kind of ambition, after all, he is the master of the world, and he is narrow-minded after all!

The two chatted with each other, and the little emperor yawned.

Because Pei was indeed suffering from the wind and cold, two pots of charcoal fire were added in the Hongning Hall, the steaming warmth made people feel drowsy, the little emperor nodded with his chin in his hands, and was about to fall asleep.

Pei Que got off the bed with bare feet, leaned over and picked up the little emperor, gently placed him on the inside of the bed, and pulled the brocade quilt.

The other party snorted, "I want to go back!"

"Where is your majesty going back?"

"Chengqian Hall."

Pei Que lowered his head and lowered his voice to coax him into the other party's ear, "Since the whole palace belongs to His Majesty, isn't it all the same where His Majesty rests?"

There was a lingering breath coming from his ears, the little emperor wrinkled his face, and buried his head impatiently in the brocade quilt.

The man with his head bowed lightly smiled, leaned closer and kissed the back of his hand that was resting on the pillow—his proud and beautiful little Majesty couldn't be more cute!

Hearing the joyful voice of his chuckle, he suddenly began to feel that the other party was like a piece of meat dug out from the tip of his heart, and carved out bit by bit according to his favorite appearance and temperament.

He stared at the little guy lying next to him obsessively and obsessively, and sweet ripples appeared in his heart, filling up the whole lake of his heart.

About an hour later, the little emperor turned over, his arm hit something warm and slippery, his heart trembled—there was someone on the bed!

not good!

There are assassins!

Where's Li Wenzhong? Li Wenzhong? ! !

How did you let people in! !

Pei Que put down the hand holding the scroll, raised his eyebrows, "Your Majesty is awake?"

The little emperor suddenly opened his eyes, quickly turned over, and faced the speaker, "Pei Que? Why are you here?"

Pei Que reached out and stroked his sleepy hair, and replied patiently, "Your Majesty is sleepy, this is Hongning Palace."

The little emperor glanced around and said "Oh" in a daze.

"I was terrified! I just touched something and thought it was an assassin!"

"Then His Majesty is relieved when he sees the minister? Are you not afraid?" Pei Que asked back.

The little emperor neither shook his head nor nodded, "Pei Que, will you still hurt me?"

He didn't ask if he would, he asked if he would.

Pei Que recalled that he had been indifferent to His Majesty, ridiculed, and tried his best to suppress and intimidate the past, and went to smooth the little emperor's hair again, "It won't happen."

"I have already said it once. I didn't lie to His Majesty, nor did I play tricks on His Majesty. I am serious."

He lowered his head and stared at the other party, "I know that Your Majesty wants to be a capable emperor and create a rule of Haiyan and Heqing. I am willing to assist Your Majesty with all my heart to fulfill His Majesty's wish."

"I am willing to offer all my loyalty...as long as..."

As long as... as long as you give me your heart.

He swallowed the second half of the sentence.

The little emperor looked eagerly, "What do you want?"

Pei Que reached into the quilt with one hand, took out the soft little hand on his abdomen and shook it, "As long as your Majesty don't touch it anymore!"

If he slides down another three inches and touches something he shouldn't touch, he will be in trouble!

The crime of deceiving the emperor cannot be overcome by a few words of loyalty!

The little emperor withdrew his hand, "Don't think about it, Ai Qing, I didn't mean it!"

He patted the other person's chest with his palm through the pajamas, and said carelessly: "It feels good!"

Feel good?

My lower abdomen feels good to the touch?

Pei Que's body froze, his breathing tightened, and he instinctively felt that somewhere he was refreshed, and he bent over to cover up.

Then he thought of the Wei Mansion outside the palace, he gritted his teeth, "Your Majesty also treated Grand Tutor Wei like this?"

The little emperor waved his hand calmly, "How is that possible! The Taifu is my teacher, a modest gentleman, dignified and respectful, how dare I do this!"

The little emperor got up from the bed, "Okay! It's been long enough! I'm leaving."

Pei Que stepped out of bed first, picked up the dragon boots on the ground, "I will serve His Majesty to put on the shoes."

After everything was over, the little emperor got out of bed, "Pei Qing go up and rest, I'm leaving!"

He took two steps forward, stopped suddenly, did not look back, and said in an extremely flat voice, "Pei Qing has changed so much these days, I have to wonder if there is a change in Pei Qing's heart!"

"But I don't care about that."

"As long as Pei Qing's loyalty to the emperor is true, I guarantee that when I take charge of the government, I will not repeat the old scores."

"I will give Pei Qing the corresponding freedom and power, and other things I can give you that you want."

He slowed his voice, softened his tone, and repeated, "As long as it's true!"

There are still a few days after the winter solstice, the days pass by, the temperature is getting colder, and the hot air exhaled is white and hot.

In the blink of an eye, it was the middle of the twelfth lunar month, and according to the custom of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, it was time for the small border countries to come to Beijing to present congratulatory gifts to show their surrender.

At that time, Murong Yan raised his troops to all over the world, wielding his sword tactics to float the clouds, all the princes came to the west, and the iron cavalry of the Northern Zhou Dynasty broke through their land boundaries, and those small countries became part of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

However, there are exceptions. Beiyu is located in the extreme north, with a vast land and few people, and it is not rich.

It just so happened that they knew each other well enough to become ministers long before Murong Yu's soldiers and horses arrived.

The Murong family was not interested in the remote and impoverished Beiyu, so the leader waved his hand and accepted their surrender.

In the ten years since then, the leader of Beiyu will order people to bring chariots, horses, livestock, and Beiyu's specialties to worship in Shangjing every year at the end of the twelfth lunar month, and he has never been absent.

If it is said that Beiyu was not swallowed by the Northern Zhou Dynasty because of their poverty and loyalty, then another independent border country——

The survival of the Li country is undoubtedly because of their saintess.

To be more precise, it is Li Yu, the saint ten years ago and the daughter of King Li today.

Ten years ago when Li Yu entered the palace, Emperor Wu of Zhou, Murong Yu and Li Guo became close friends of Qin and Jin, so naturally they would not attack Li Guo.

Later, when Li Yu gave birth to Murong Shu, the little Highness was conferred the title of Prince at birth, and was honored and favored by thousands of people.

Later, Concubine Yu Guifei died, perhaps because she was concerned about the death of the beautiful woman, or perhaps because of the bloodline of the little emperor, Murong Yu didn't do anything about the small border country that could be included in the pocket with a wave of his hand.

Even after the death of Concubine Yu, Li Guo never sent anyone to the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and never expressed his submission...

King Beiyu went up to play, and the troops rushing to Shangjing were already on their way.

The little emperor stroked the booklet and read it again and again, with a smile in his eyes, "Pei Qing, what do you think Bei Yu sent this year?"

Pei Que poked his head over and took a look, "It's hard to tell, but it's probably still those things!"

"I want to see something new! Life in the palace is too boring!"

Pei Que handed over a booklet, "Here, there are fresh ones now!"

The little emperor didn't need to take it with his hands, and stretched his head over to read the booklet in Pei Que's hand: "Chen Guo...Congratulations...Li Sheng..."

"Li Sheng!!!"