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

Rubbing his hair while talking, quietly waiting for his answer.

Murong Shu looked into his eyes, struggling a little in his heart.

He should throw himself into his arms with grievances, hide his sincerity and make false claims with the other party, until the other party really hands Da Zhou into his hands...

Or should I tell him directly that I am unhappy, and ask what is going on?

He looked at the other person's concerned eyes, and the tip of his nose was sour—he had clearly told himself that he would not deceive himself!

He obviously dared to grab the sharp dagger with his palm in order to protect himself!

Are these all fake?

"Let me take a look..."

Pei Que squeezed his face, "Your Majesty, are you really angry?"

Murong Shu didn't speak, he stretched out his hand to hold his bandaged palm, held it in his palm, and watched quietly.

After a long time, he asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts!"

Pei Que looked at him and smiled, with a relaxed tone, "Otherwise, your Majesty will give me a blow, maybe it will be fine!"

Seeing that the little emperor really pursed his lips, he carefully blew on it a few times.

"Don't be so stupid anymore,"

Murong Shu put down his palm, "A sword has no eyes, even if you are confident in your heart, something unexpected may happen."

Pei really thought he was saying that even if he was prepared, he might be stabbed by the other party.

Then he smiled, embraced him in his arms, and patted him on the back with his good hand.

"As long as His Majesty is doing well."

He recalled the situation at that time, and felt a little bit of fear in his heart—fortunately, that girl Pei Yan was holding a short blade, so she had to replace it with a long sword, or a more well-trained assassin, his little majesty, I'm afraid There are going to be some surprises.

With lingering fear in his heart, he lowered his head and kissed the other person's hair, "It's good that you're fine."

Murong Shu lowered his eyelids halfway, letting him hold him, a smell of powder that he had never smelled before came from the tip of his nose, maybe it was a woman's powder.

He closed his eyes, feeling sore in his heart.

When he opened his eyes again, the eyes had completely cooled down.

His tone was indifferent, "I believe that Pei Qing will not let anything happen to me."

How could you let me have an accident now?

After all, I rely on you so much now, I like you so much, I trust you in everything...

Just like a canary in your palm, life and death are up to you, love and hate are up to you, happiness and anger are up to you, and your heart is all hung on you.

This sentence had a different meaning in Pei Que's ears—his little majesty trusted him immensely.

He believed that as long as he was there, he would be able to protect him!

Pei Que's heart softened, "As long as I'm here, I will do my best to protect His Majesty!"

The little emperor let out a "hmm", pushed his chest away, looked into the opponent's eyes again, with the usual smile on his face, "Have you caught that assassin?"

Pei Que's eyes flickered, "She ran away."

Murong Shu continued to ask: "Then why did you come back so late?"

"Being entangled in some chores, His Majesty has been waiting for a long time."

Murong Shu looked at the other party, his smile slowly disappeared, "It doesn't matter."

What a pair of beautiful eyes!

Sword eyebrows and star eyes, affectionate styles......

But it is no longer a lie!

Seeing the other party's disappointed expression, Pei Que felt more and more guilty...

He really didn't expect Pei Yan to appear at that time to assassinate His Majesty!

If he admitted that he had caught him, how could he explain to His Majesty that he had no knowledge of the assassination?

If His Majesty insists on handing over the person, is it possible that he can really send his own sister to Dali Temple?

The little emperor continued, "I'm sleepy and want to rest."

As he spoke, he got up and rubbed his face, looking tired.

Pei really thought that he was frightened and frightened this day, and his spirit was hurt, so he hurriedly followed, "Then I will wait for His Majesty to change clothes."

Murong Shu didn't turn his head back, "Lord Chitose is seriously injured, I'd better take care of my own recovery, don't bother taking care of me anymore!"

Only then did Pei Que come to his senses, hearing the other party's tone, it didn't seem like he was simply concerned about his injury, he seemed really angry!

When Yanying Hall came out, he was holding a list of precautions in his hand, looking anxious!

Why do you start to ignore yourself now, or even start to alienate yourself?

I'm afraid it's because I clearly promised to come back sooner, but I didn't do it!

His little majesty is a squeamish person, and he would frown at the slightest disappointment on weekdays.

Pei Que followed and grabbed his arm, "Your Majesty one by one"

"Don't call me Your Majesty!"

The person who was caught was frozen in place, roaring like a small animal, with a shrill voice.

He turned his head, his pink face was covered with tears, his lips were tightly pressed, and he stared at him.

Pei Que panicked, reaching out his hand to wipe away the tears rolling down the other's cheek.

It's a pity that before he touched it, he was beaten down severely by one hand.

The little emperor waved his fist at him, "Don't call me Your Majesty!"

"You call me Your Majesty, but what are you calling me in your heart? Do you think I'm a fool?"

Pei Que frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

He took a step forward, wanted to get closer, hugged the person into his arms, and saw the person staggering back, "Don't come here!"

I saw the little emperor pointing at him with tears in his eyes.

Seeing him like this, Pei Ke knew that he must have done something wrong. He stood there distressed, "I won't go, tell me, what's wrong with me? What's wrong with me?"

Seeing the other party's refusing to admit it, Murong Shu felt sore and bitter in his heart.

If he wants to come back by himself, he will come back obediently!

He wanted him to wait in Chengqian Hall, so he just honestly waited in Chengqian Hall!

I trust him so much!

In exchange for what?

When he came back from Yanying Hall, he went to see the dancer who wanted to kill him!

I was waiting for him eagerly in Chengqian Hall, he might be hugging the dancer in his arms and softly comforting him!

Cut out a heart and give it to him, what did you get in exchange?

ridiculous……

Pitiful......

No wonder he can be an extremely powerful minister, but he is a puppet emperor who is dominated by others...

In terms of scheming and strategy, who can compare to him?

Pei Que, who was standing opposite, saw the little emperor standing there in a daze, with tears streaming down his face, as if he didn't say anything, his heart ached.

He tentatively took a step forward, "Don't cry, I'll be one by one"

With a sound of "Ye La", Murong Shu grabbed a vase and threw it between the two of them, there was a crisp sound, and the pieces were everywhere.

Li Wenzhong, who was paying attention to the movement outside the door, pushed the door in, "Your Majesty"

At the same time, the little emperor cried out, "Don't come here! Don't touch me! Don't touch me with your hand that hugged someone else!"

"dirty!"

Pei Que glanced at the fragments on the ground, then at the little emperor a few steps away, and finally came back to his senses.

I'm afraid he knew about Pei Yan's matter and misunderstood it.

"Master Qiantui, one by one." Li Wenzhong saluted him, "Go out first! Let Your Majesty be quiet for a while!"

"go out!"

Li Wenzhong gave a "warm" sound, and hastily made way for him, don't block the thousand-year-old Lord from going out!

Seeing Pei Que frowning, he glanced at him impatiently, "I'll let you out!"

"what?"

Li Wenzhong looked at Pei Que and didn't turn the corner for a while.

"Come on!"

He shouted distractedly, and two guards came in from outside the hall, their sleeves were so densely embroidered with gold thread, they saluted Pei Que, and then walked to Li Wenzhong's side.

"Director Li, please!"

Li Wenzhong was grabbed by the arm and walked out, he turned his head and looked behind him worriedly, "Your Majesty!"

The little emperor wiped his tears, his voice became hoarse from crying for a long time.

"Pei Que, stop pretending?"

"Eunuch Li is the chief steward of the Chengqian Palace, how majestic you are to drag people down with just one word!"

He stared at Pei Que coldly, watching the other party approaching him step by step.

He raised his head, his small face was full of tears, "Why, it's my turn now?"

Pei Que raised his hand, Murong Shu shuddered twice, and finally stared at him with red eyes, "Stop pretending now? Are you going to kill the king?"

Pei Que sighed, wiped the tears off his cheeks with his fingertips, and said softly, "Stop crying."

Seeing this, Murong Shu wanted to avoid it, so he backed away again, but the dragon couch was next to his thigh, he took a step back, and forced himself to sit on the bed.

Pei Que bent over and kissed his forehead lightly.

"My voice is hoarse from crying any more. Chengqian Hall is hot at night, and when I wake up tomorrow morning, I will be screaming and smoking again."

Murong Shu avoided his further movements, raised his hand and wiped his forehead with his sleeve, and said in a vicious tone, "Stay away from me!"

Pei Que was amused by his fierce tone, "Your Majesty, you have to listen to the minister's explanation..."

"The Beidi Flood Corruption case is such a big crime, there is still a chance for a retrial. I just made a small mistake. Your Majesty can't beat me to death with a stick!"

"Made a little mistake?"

The little emperor pressed the opponent's chest and pushed it out, "Our Lord Chitose really lived among thousands of flowers without even touching his body!"

"Among thousands of flowers?"

Pei Que originally thought that he should know something, but now he is not sure what the other party knows!

He really wanted to open the other's little head and see what he thought he knew.

"Take your powdery smell and stay away from me!"

The little emperor let go, pulled the handkerchief and wiped his palm vigorously, as if he had encountered something dirty.

Only then did Pei Que frowned, lowered his head and sniffed at his collar, there was indeed a scent - it was probably left by Pei Yan when he hugged him and cried.

He was inconvenient with one hand, so he had to prop up that arm, and use the other hand to go around and undo the girdle, then took off his coat casually, and threw it on the ground with a "ye la".

He was dressed in a plain white tunic, and when he bent over he could glimpse a heaving chest through the loose collar.

Murong Shu opened his eyes, pointed at his fingertips and shook, "Beast! Beast!"

Pei Que raised his eyelids, and smiled wickedly, "Your Majesty, is this a beast?"