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

"Pei Que!"

The little emperor's face was even more ashamed. He pulled out his hand and said angrily, "You can eat it yourself! I won't wait for you!"

Pei Que got up quickly, and flattered him on the stool.

"It's said that beautiful food is delicious. If His Majesty leaves, this meal will be tasteless!"

"snort--"

The little emperor sat down with folded arms, staring straight at him with two watery apricot eyes.

"Look!"

"Just watch me eat!"

"I'm curious, how delicious Pei Qing can eat!!"

Pei Que really took the chopsticks to burn the deer tendon, raised it to his mouth, then took a serious look at the little emperor, and put it into his lips little by little.

His expression is wild and willful, his eyes are ambiguous and wandering, as if he is really eating with the little emperor's beauty!

After going back and forth like this, Murong Shu bit his lip and twisted his body on the stool, feeling a little unable to sit still!

Pei Que is such a thief, why are you acting so seductive! !

His face was on fire, wishing that he hadn't said such stupid words of "let him watch him eat", wishing that someone would come to help him out!

Of course Pei Que could see his embarrassment, shook his head with a smile, and drank a glass of sake.

"Your Majesty One"

Li Wenzhong's voice came, "Your Majesty, Hu Yanhao, the second prince of Beiyu, begs to see you!"

"Hurry up!"

The little emperor's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait, "Let him in!"

Hu Yanhao was brought in, and immediately saluted.

"I refer to Your Majesty! Lord Chitose!"

"Second Prince, please stand up!"

Murong Shu smiled at him gently, "The second prince is done with his meal, would you like to sit down and eat something together?"

"The minister has eaten!"

Hu Yanhao laughed, and glanced at the food on the imperial table—these small plates and small bowls, looking exquisite, how could he resist eating!

Their Bei Yu's good boy can kill a lamb with one meal!With these meals, one person can only eat [-]% to [-]% full!

No wonder this little majesty is so handsome, if he is placed in Beiyu, eating meat and drinking wine, he will definitely grow up strong!

He turned his eyes quickly, not looking at the man who was eating with drooping eyelids and not saying a word.

The Nine Thousand Years of the Northern Zhou Dynasty doesn't look like a good person!

When looking at people, the eyelids are lifted, and the dark pupils are extremely indifferent, but it seems to be able to see through the hearts of others!

The men of Beiyu are all casual and open-minded, and they are most afraid of saying hello to these people who have a lot of twists and turns in their bellies!

It's still this young His Majesty who looks better and speaks better.

"His Majesty!"

Hu Yanhao's voice was high, and the little emperor couldn't help but sit up straighter when he opened his mouth!

Good guy!

Murong Shu complained secretly in his heart - if the Tai Tu had such a good voice, why would he still fall asleep while listening to the lecture!

As long as the other party howls, he promises to be more excited than anyone else!

"His Majesty!"

Hu Yanhao took another step closer, piled up in front of him like a black mountain, and smiled, "Your Majesty, I'm going to take the mission back to Beiyu!"

"The second prince hasn't stayed in Shangjing for a while? How about seeing the beautiful scenery of Shangjing?"

"Or is it that the people at Honglu Temple are not caring enough?"

"Hahaha no no!"

"I can't get enough of the beautiful scenery of Shangjing! Lord Gongliang has arranged it very well! This year's Bonfire Festival has been brought forward, and I have to go back to participate!"

The Bonfire Festival is a traditional festival in Beiyu. It celebrates a good harvest and wishes good weather for the coming year. It is a key event every year.

"That's fine, I won't keep you guys!"

"How about this, tomorrow I will hold a dinner party for the second prince and his party!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The second prince's brows and eyes stretched, and he saluted Beiyu Kingdom, "The minister stepped back!"

"Go!"

When Li Wenzhong sent the man away, Pei Que happened to wipe his mouth with a handkerchief. He glanced at the little emperor who was watching Hu Yanhao leave, and snorted coldly, his mouth was as cold as a knife.

"What? Can't see enough? Don't want to? Or don't let people go, just keep them!"

The little emperor came back to his senses, "Let's eat fish for dinner tomorrow!"

Pei Que looked at him suspiciously.

I saw that little thing smiling with crooked eyebrows, "Since Pei Qing has a lot of vinegar! It saves a lot of waste! It would be great to serve him with a few big pots of West Lake vinegar fish!"

Pei Que pulled the man over with a stool and met his eyes.

"I think it's better to be a stir-fried phoenix tongue! Your Majesty has such a dexterous tongue, so don't waste it!"

When Murong Shu heard this, he quickly covered his mouth with both hands, and the voice came from between his fingers.

"Pei Que! You bully me every day!"

"That's right! A treacherous villain like a minister likes to deceive the emperor the most!"

Pei Que smiled and hugged him into his arms, let him sit on his lap, squeezed his waist through the clothes, "Why don't you show me how to bully me..."

The villain in his arms suddenly bent over, pressed his small face against his chest, and said with an ouch: "No... Pei Que... I feel bad..."

Pei Que only thought that he was joking, and slid his fingers from his waist to the opponent's lower abdomen, pinching, "Your Majesty can't help but ask me if I can do it...then...start here?"

The person in his arms was silent, Pei Que only thought he was shy.

The big hand raised the other party's chin and was about to kiss him, but he met a sweaty face that was as thin as white paper.

"His Majesty!"

"Murong Shu!"

Pei Que hugged him tightly, "Quick! Where's the pain?"

Murong Shu hooked his little finger around his collar, "Pei Que... go and call Jinniang..."

"Jinniang? It's about this time! You still want a woman!!"

Pei Que's voice paused, "Jinniang...Liu Meiren?"

One by one "A nobleman in the palace has a secret..."

Is it so...

His sharp eyebrows furrowed, and he shouted: "Li Wenzhong!"

The next moment, I saw Li Wenzhong rushing in, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

"Lord Chitose, send His Majesty to bed quickly, and warm his stomach with a soup lady!"

He glanced at Pei Que, gritted his teeth, "Chen, go and call Liu Meiren!"

"be quick!"

Pei Que dropped a sentence, got up and carried Murong Shu in his arms and strode towards the bedroom.

Li Wenzhong quickly turned his head and went out, feeling nervous and anxious!

Your Majesty's illness has been kept well, even the Taifu didn't know about it.

In the past, the onset was rare and the symptoms were weak, and it would pass if you concealed it. Now His Majesty is getting more and more uncomfortable, and the Thousand Years Lord will not go away, so he has no choice but to call Liu Meiren to come!

It's just that Lord Chitose knew about this poisonous disease, so I don't know if it's good or not!

After all, if one more person knows, His Majesty's country will be more dangerous...

I hope for a while, Lord Chitose don't ask too much!

Not long after, Liu Meiren entered Chengqian Palace with a box.

She walked to the dragon couch, and saw the always steady Lord Chitose carefully holding His Majesty's hand, gently smoothing his sweat-drenched temple hair.The movements were softer than ever before, as if touching something fragile and expensive, full of care and caution.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Pei Que bent down and kissed the other person's forehead lightly, and whispered a few words.

He turned around and only said two words-"Why did you come here?"

This is to blame.

"Hurry up!"

It's tense.

Then he waited silently on the sidelines.

Other than that, don't say a word.

Li Wenzhong looked at the gloomy face of Lord Qiantose, and shrunk his neck carefully.

But the other party didn't even look at him from the corner of his eye, and frowned at the little emperor who was densely pricked with silver needles on the dragon couch.

He obviously just looked at it like this, didn't say anything, didn't move at all, but that terrifying murderous aura kept showing...

After Jinniang injected the last needle, she took a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat off her forehead, and quickly moved away from Pei Que's sight.

This Lord Chitose has a cold face...it's too scary!

Your Majesty is friendly with him, how did you endure it?

Pei Que walked over quickly, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the silver needles on the other side's back—these silver needles were not so much pierced on the little emperor's body, but rather on the tip of his heart!

His Adam's apple rolled.

This kind of pain is even more painful than when I was humiliated and beaten!

The pain is on my body, and Renren will get over it...

But the pain fell on him...I can't do anything...

I can only watch helplessly as the one I love suffers...

Pei Que felt pain in his heart, his face was full of clouds, and he carefully held Murong Shu's hand.

He is such a delicate person, if his hands are a little heavier on the bed, he will moan and hug himself and say it hurts.

Now it's full of silver needles, but it's silent!

"It's my fault, I'm not good..."

He stretched out his big hand, and gently rubbed the other person's cheek with his fingertips, "It's been so long...I don't know anything..."

"Your Majesty suffers..."

On the other hand, Liu Meiren was very surprised——

In front of His Majesty, this Thousand Years Lord is actually so careless and gentle!

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't believe what others said!

Murong Shu still had his eyes closed, but the little finger held by Pei Que ticked off.

Pei Que understood instantly, "Go down first."

Murong Shu opened his eyes only after those two retreated.

"I'm exhausted!"

Pei Que was stunned, "Your Majesty is pretending?"

The little emperor wrinkled his nose, showing a bit of complaint, "I am so uncomfortable, how could it be faking!"

As he spoke, his voice became quieter, "I'm just pretending to sleep!"

His watery eyes looked at Pei Que, full of accusations: "It's not because of you!"

He pointed with his finger, motioning Pei Que to look at his bare upper body, above the waist and hips, there were traces of Huan Ai.

Although he couldn't see it himself, he remembered it firmly. Pei Que still sucked a few mouthfuls on his shoulder blade two days ago, and now there must be a mark on it!Not to mention the marks left by this man's fingers on his waist!

Murong Shu pouted, "I look like this, how can I see people!"

"They won't go out and say it."

Pei Que grabbed each other's fingers and kissed, "Besides, aren't they His Majesty's people..."

He looked at the silver needles shining coldly on the little emperor's body, and turned his gaze away in frustration, "You haven't told me what's wrong with you..."

"His Majesty,"

He had a rare serious tone, "Is it because if I don't ask, you will never tell?"

"Is Your Majesty always on guard against me??"

"I didn't guard against you..."

Murong Shu sank half of his face into the soft pillow, blinked his exposed eyes, and explained softly, "I just don't know what to say..."

Pei Que frowned, and grasped the opponent's big hand slightly.

"Then, what happened, Your Majesty?"