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

"I just want to simply hug you, but you want to kiss me!"

He "hummed" to show his anger, "Still suppressing me!"

"Still touching me!"

"Don't let me move!"

"I told you I can't do it!"

"Your Majesty is gone?"

Pei Que raised his eyebrows, grabbed the brocade quilt with one hand and dragged him over, "How can I look at it, Your Majesty is alive and well!"

He grabbed the brocade quilt on the little emperor's chest with his palm, looking very regretful.

"Your Majesty, how can a man say no..."

The little emperor saw the brocade quilt slowly slipping off, and wanted to lose his virginity...

It doesn't matter if he loses his virginity, the key is that his back is sore and his legs are hurting now. If it happens again, he won't be able to get out of bed, and he will be laughed at by people outside. ....

It's suffocating just thinking about it!

In desperation, he opened his small mouth and bit the big hands on his chest.

He kept his mouth full, and he didn't bite too hard. Who knew that the other party would hide or not, so he just let him bite.

The little emperor quickly let go, and also loosened the hand holding the brocade quilt tightly, holding up the big hand that he had bitten by himself in distress - a few drops of crystal saliva, an oval-shaped tooth mark.

He blew, "Does it hurt? Why don't you know how to hide?"

Pei Que's eyes moved slightly, "It hurts!"

The little emperor stretched out the tip of his pink and tender tongue, licked it lightly, raised his head and tilted his head to look at him innocently and charmingly, "Would this be better?" Pei Que nodded, staring at him and opened his eyes. He closed his mouth, "better."

"Come again!"

The little emperor didn't notice any difference, and continued to lick it with his head down, until he was surrounded by someone on his back, before he realized, "Pei Qing doesn't hurt anymore?"

Pei Que gave a "hmm", held his face in his hands, and kissed that small mouth.

His fingers moved along the opponent's smooth back, and when they slid to the waist, he skillfully rubbed his knuckles with his fingers, which aroused the opponent's trembling.

The little emperor lied in his arms, his mouth was vague, "Pei Qing..."

Pei Que let go of his lips, pressed down the rising desire, "I know."

"Don't touch your place."

The little emperor's face was flushed, and he was about to answer when there was a sound of hurried footsteps at the door of the palace, and then there was a knock on the door of the palace, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! It's not good!"

Pei Que got up, pulled off his clothes to wrap up the little emperor, and tore off the curtain to cover the people inside.

"What's up?"

Li Wenzhong entered the door and knelt down, "Your Majesty, Lord Qiantui, it's not good! The eldest prince of Li Kingdom, in broad daylight, was beaten and thrown into the street with his head covered. He's unconscious right now!"

"Don't let anything happen!"

"Being beaten?"

The little emperor poked his head out, "Who beat you?"

"He came to Shangjing and didn't know anyone. What did others beat him for? It wasn't because he was recognized as wrong and he was beaten for no reason, right?"

"The servant doesn't know, and no one said..."

Li Wenzhong sighed, "I was beaten badly. I heard that my face was purple. At this moment, Jing Zhaoyin's people rushed over. I heard that the gang of thieves were one by one."

Facing the half-smiling face of Lord Qiantui, Li Wenzhong paused, and continued, "I heard that the group left after the fight, and left nothing at the scene. It seems that they came prepared!"

The little emperor nodded.

"Let Jing Zhaoyin and Dali Temple handle the investigation of the case!"

He stood up, "The prince of a country, Qing Tian Bai Ri, was beaten up in Shangjing and let him run away! If you don't take a look at the things that are under my nose, it will seem that you don't pay enough attention to them!"

"Basically, this Li Sheng is still my unlucky uncle..."

"In that case, I'll go and see him!"

He stretched out his finger and poked the arm of the person in front of him, "Pei Aiqing...just please change my clothes!"

Two quarters of an hour later, an imperial chariot in the palace left Chengwu Gate, entered Chang'an Avenue, and walked out.

Inside the imperial chariot, the little emperor leaned against Pei Que's arms and swallowed the lychees he had peeled.

"Did you hit him?"

The man smiled, his chest heaved and fell under the pillow, "Your Majesty thinks it is, so be it!"

"Pei Qing made a mistake."

"Oh?"

The little emperor straightened up and said seriously: "If you want to hit him, you should hit him after he leaves the city, let him lie down and go back to Li country!"

"You beat him in Shangjing, I still have to go see him!"

Shaking his head when he said this, he said with emotion, "It's too troublesome!"

Pei Que looked at his wrinkled little face, and laughed out loud with a "puchi", he hugged her in his arms and kissed her again and again.

Why is this little thing so cute?

The little emperor responded by kissing his forehead, "Why did you hit him? Because he scolded you?"

Pei Que shook his head, "Does Your Majesty still remember that painting?"

"Of course I remember! That portrait of the concubine?"

"good!"

"Although Li Sheng is not very good, he is good at portraits!"

Murong Shu nodded self-consciously, "It's been 20 years since Li Sheng painted the portraits of his mother and concubine when he was young, and Li Sheng can still draw them so realistically, with charm and colors, and everything is exquisite! Even the portraits of his mother painted by the painters in the palace Like, it's not as good as his painting!"

"It's only when you draw well that you have problems!"

Pei Que sighed, and lifted the curtain of the imperial chariot, "Your Majesty, please take a look."

He pointed to the woman walking outside with a vegetable basket, "Your Majesty, if you want you to draw a small portrait of her, how would you draw it?"

The little emperor poked his head out and looked at it for a while, then turned around, "This woman walks gracefully and dignifiedly. It seems that she is good at housework, with a peaceful expression and an orderly look. If I come to flowers, I will definitely grasp these two aspects."

"Seize her clothing, appearance, and demeanor, and draw a small portrait of her truthfully."

Pei Que put down the curtain of the car, touched Murong Shu's face, "Then your majesty knows, if you ask me to draw a small portrait for your majesty, what will I do?"

"How to draw? Isn't it also to capture my appearance and demeanor and draw it truthfully?"

Pei Que chuckled, the little emperor's eyes dazzled by the beauty of Yunpo Yueyue.

The other party lowered his voice, deep and ambiguous, "It's very different to paint for a lover, and to paint for others..."

"Not to mention..."

He pressed the little emperor's soft lips with his fingertips, "Just like now, even if His Majesty is neatly dressed, wrapped tightly, and looks serious...but in the eyes of my minister, there is water in his eyes." , willow waist teaser..."

"I want to draw your majesty, but I would never dare to show that small portrait to others..."

"Even if the minister is serious in his heart and puts it on paper, it will inevitably be seen as a bit secretive..."

The little emperor frowned, and pulled Pei Que's hand, "What do you mean by Pei Qing?"

"Your Majesty himself said that it has been 20 years since Concubine Yu Guifei looked like when she was young, so isn't it surprising that Li Sheng can draw so finely and vividly?"

"What's so strange about this!"

The little emperor shook his head, "I also remember father's appearance firmly, and in another 20 years, I will be able to draw it!"

Pei Que considered his words carefully, after all, the half fairy in the painting could be regarded as his mother-in-law.

"Your Majesty knows, once the portrait of the imperial concubine is brought out, where will I look first?"

"The eyebrows at the corners of the eyes, the cherry mouth is slightly opened, the waist is as thin as a willow, and the bones are naturally charming, graceful and graceful."

"Your Majesty, how can these angles be the angle of a brother looking at his sister?"

Murong Shu's face darkened.

"What's more, the imperial concubine is cold-tempered and looks like a fairy, so why would she pose like this..."

The little emperor clenched his fists, and took Pei Que's unfinished words from the bottom of his heart.

How could she put on such a seductive and seductive look!

OK!

One by one, Li Sheng!

He was only interested in being happy to see his mother, and didn't take a closer look—this damned Li Sheng! !

Obsessed with my own sister, coveting the imperial concubine! !

Kill! !

It's time to kill! ! ! !

The little emperor blushed, "I killed him!"

Pei Que sighed, and pulled him into his arms, "He will not return to Li country alive."

"As His Majesty said, something happened to him in Shangjing, and it's hard for King Li to explain it to him. When he leaves Shangjing, the servants will naturally take action."

He patted the back of the man in his arms lightly again and again, comforting his trembling body, "He made His Majesty unhappy, and I will let him lose his head."

"Your Majesty, don't interfere with this kind of thing, let the minister do it."

"Your Majesty must be clean for the rest of his life and not be stained with blood."

"The minister will take care of everything."

He bowed his head and kissed the little emperor's forehead, with unspoken words.

That bastard who had coveted his sister and then started to covet his nephew, from the first time he saw him, he had no intention of letting him go back alive.

The person in his arms is the most precious thing in his heart.

His bird in the cage, the pearl in his palm.

It is his unstoppable desire.

It is the reverse scale that he will die if he touches it.

Even if he is the little emperor's uncle!

Even if he is the prince of a country!

The chariot stopped at Sifang Pavilion.

The little emperor straightened up from Pei Que's arms and let the other party tidy up his clothes.

Pei Que got out of the car first, and then helped him down.

People from Honglu Temple took over foreign envoys, and something happened to the eldest prince of Li Guo here, and the minister of Honglu Temple, Gong Lianghou, immediately rushed to the Sifang Pavilion with official duties.

Now the Sifang Hall is lively enough

Honglu Temple's Qinggong Lianghou, Dali Temple's Qing Zongzhengnan, and Jingzhaoyin's Kongyi each led a group of people, waiting at the door for Shengjia to come.

Lord Qiantui, who came down first from the imperial chariot, was helped down again to become His Majesty.

Before he settled down, the sedan chair of Wei's family over there stopped, and Mrs. Wei rushed over after hearing the news.

Gongliang, the minister of Honglu Temple, wiped the sweat from his forehead eagerly, and looked at Jingzhao Yin Kongyi in blank dismay.

Li Sheng, the eldest prince of the Li Kingdom, was indeed a well-known figure, and after being beaten up, he attracted all the important people like Da Zhou.

Seeing His Majesty's dark face, Gong Lianghou felt even more uncertain.

The foreign envoy was beaten in Shangjing. It is uncertain whether he should be responsible for receiving and arranging them, or Jing Zhaoyin.