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

"His Majesty!"

Li Wenzhong bit the bullet and shouted, "Your Majesty, come and serve me closely!"

Good job!

The little emperor was so moved that he glanced at Li Wenzhong. As expected of him growing up with him, he is courageous and knowledgeable, worthy of a word of loyalty!

"how?"

Pei Que turned his head and glanced at him coldly, "I'm here, what else do you have to worry about!"

There is nothing to worry about!Isn't it just because you are here to bully the emperor, so Manager Li is not at ease!

In the eyes of outsiders, unhealthy people like eunuchs are even more crippled psychologically.

And Pei Que, as the chief eunuch, was naturally lacking to the extreme.

The power is becoming more and more unscrupulous, and the domineering is becoming more and more uncertain. He Pei Que frowned and made people die in the third watch. Who can keep them until the fifth watch!

Li Wenzhong knelt on the ground with a plop, a thin layer of sweat dripping from his forehead.

Feeling the other person's eyes gliding across his body coolly, a chill spread from his spine, and Shen's limbs began to go limp.

He looked at the little emperor begging for help, just as the little emperor coughed, he smoothed things over and said, "Hahahahaha...Since Lord Qiantose is here, why don't you feel at ease, step back!"

Pei Que's face turned pale, and a pair of black eyes looked at the little emperor opposite. He frowned, as if he felt aggrieved, "Why doesn't your majesty continue to call me Pei Qing?"

Murong Shu:? ? ?

Be schizophrenic, man! ?

It was scary to have a dark face just a second ago!In this blink of an eye, the corners of the mouth are slightly puckered, and the eyes are full of resentment, changing face faster than turning the pages of a book!

It seems that no matter how high the eunuch is, he is also a eunuch!

Sure enough, it is the same cloudy and uncertain!

"Your Majesty calls me Mr. Pei, Mr. Qiantui, but I'm not as close as Pei Qing."

Pei Que bent his eyes, and once again handed the cup to the little emperor's lips, "The late emperor was alive to show his generosity, but he was called a minister—Pei Aiqing."

Ha ha!

As a show of generosity, my father even cleaned you up and named you Pei Que!

Seeing that he didn't move, Pei Que continued: "The late Emperor ruled in a proper way, with clear rewards and punishments, and lenient punishments.

Although Your Majesty has quite a relic of the late emperor, but after all, he is still young..."

He lowered his voice, and his voice lingered in the ears of the two ambiguously, "If your majesty is destined to meet the late emperor again, he will definitely receive a lot of training from the late emperor..."

A gust of wind pierced through the entrance of Yufeng Terrace, bringing with it the coolness of autumn, whimpering, and blowing on Murong Shu's forehead abruptly, startling his Lingtai to be clear for a while──

Meet my father!

Why don't you go to heaven to meet my royal father!

This dog thief really has evil intentions!

He made it clear that he wanted to kill the king!

Murong Shu retreated back, distanced himself from Pei Que, he looked at Pei Que's expression, there was a gentle smile on the face of the person opposite him, but he didn't see a trace of respect and humility from the courtiers.

Especially those eyes, the sea of ​​ink was churning, dark and fierce, making it hard for people to see through his true thoughts.

Murong Shu took a deep breath.

The current court situation is not stable. In order to gain power, he killed too many powerful and old ministers, and the newcomers could not fill the vacancies. He also pointed at himself, the idiot emperor, to preside over Chun Wei, and select young officials who can make a difference.

What's more, those aristocratic families suppressed by him are eagerly waiting to counterattack. It is not wise to kill the king by mouth.

Seeing him retreating, Pei Ke leaned forward again.

It was a gesture of coercion.

Who would have imagined that in just ten years, he would go from being forced to enter the palace to the point where he bullied the emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty to such an extent!

The young little emperor shrank his thin body slightly, as if he was afraid of him.

Thick black eyelashes cover the eyes, and the shadows cast on the fair skin, like a delicate porcelain doll.

In another year, he will be 16 years old. Why is he still so short and small, no different from when he was a child.

He clicked his tongue softly in his heart: The emperor once looked very delicate, without any masculinity, just like a woman——

Fragile, delicate, and hateful...