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

"Boom boom boom..."

"cluck cluck..."

A sharp and treacherous laugh came from above the dragon bed, Murong Shu trembled, and could no longer bear the fear in his heart, and let out a sharp "Ah------"!

He covered his ears, closed his eyes tightly, and his frightened voice was crying...

"Pei Que..."

"Pei Que..."

"Pei Que..."

"I'm so scared..."

"His Majesty?"

"Your Majesty, wake up!"

A pair of hands shook his body, the little emperor opened his eyes, it turned out to be a nightmare!

He had lingering fears, his heart was "thumping", and even the goosebumps on his arms were still gone.

The lights were dim, and the man was kneeling on the bed, unable to see clearly, shaking his arm slightly, "Your Majesty, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Murong Shu threw himself into his arms fiercely, "Pei Qing...Pei Qing"

He tried to stuff himself into the opponent's arms, and said in a trembling voice, "I'm afraid!"

"I had a nightmare!"

"I'm so scared!"

"Pei Qing!"

"Pei Qing! Hug me!"

Unexpectedly, the other party picked him out of his arms bit by bit, his voice was colder than usual, and even his face sank.

The little emperor was inexplicably flustered, "Pei Qing...why don't you hug me?"

The other party got up from the dragon couch and looked at him condescendingly.

"Your Majesty, you have made me very sad."

"You always easily trust others, but you don't trust me."

"You are always doubting the minister."

The man stared at him coldly, "I love you so much, and love you so much, I can't change His Majesty's heart."

"The slightest trifle will make me petty and make trouble for no reason. I can't stand it anymore!"

"So I decided to let go."

"Your Majesty, please take care of yourself. I will move out from Chengqian Hall tonight."

"The relationship between His Majesty and the minister for so long, let's stop here!"

After saying these words, he turned his head and left.

The strides are huge, the posture is extremely chic, without the slightest nostalgia.

The little emperor ran out of bed with bare feet, he didn't even have time to put on his boots, and stumbled, "Pei Qing...Pei Que...you listen to me..."

"You wait for me..."

"Don't go..."

"Pei Qing..."

"Pei Qing!"

He felt a pain in his heart, and suddenly opened his eyes, what caught his eyes was the familiar relief of golden dragons playing with pearls—it was still on the dragon couch, it was another dream, it was still a dream within a dream!

He touched his sweat-drenched forehead and sat up.

The little hand patted the heart lightly, and the eyes involuntarily looked in the direction of the temple.

He lifted off the brocade quilt, only wearing a thin brocade jacket, slid down from the dragon couch, and put on his boots.

The hall was lit with lights, and it was quiet, a little scared.

He clenched his small fist and waved it, encouraging himself from the bottom of his heart, and trotted towards the side hall.

Standing outside the door, he stretched out his palm and patted the door, "Pei Qing..."

"Pei Qing!"

A voice came from inside the room, "Your Majesty?"

After a while, footsteps were heard from inside, and the door was opened.

Seeing him, the man frowned, turned around and walked into the room without saying a word.

The little emperor stood at the door, neither entering nor leaving, just standing there blankly.

When Pei Que saw him, he neither smiled as gently as usual, nor called him "Your Majesty" softly...

He didn't say anything, saw himself, and left...

Is he really angry?

Does he feel like he's being petty?

Does he really hate himself?

His heart sank, and a sour feeling slowly emerged from his heart, and climbed up his nose along his throat.

Sour and astringent, choking his eyes red...

He felt aggrieved, his heart trembled with grievance, and the end of his eyes turned red due to grievance...

Pei really...

Pei Que really doesn't seem to care about him anymore...

I don't like him anymore...

He lowered his head and slowly turned around.

It was too cold in the side hall, the air was cold and people were cold, he felt depressed and couldn't stay for a quarter of an hour.

He turned around and took two steps. There was a sound of hurried footsteps behind him, his shoulders sank, and a brocade sable fox fur covered his body.

The man strode over and wrapped him tightly with a fox fur. He injured one arm, so now he can only lift him up, carry him on his shoulder, and walk towards the main hall.

The little emperor was wrapped into a silkworm chrysalis by him, and he couldn't even take out his arms. He looked at Pei Que's straight back from behind, and felt aggrieved in his heart.

"Why do you ignore me, open the door and see me, turn around and leave..."

Pei is really confused.

"Your Majesty, what are you covering now?"

The little emperor refused to let go, "Then why don't you let me in for a while, and leave me at the door without any face."

Pei Que paused, turned around and walked towards the side hall again.

He kicked open the door, stood in the room with the person on his shoulders, patted the other person's upturned buttocks with his palm, and waited quietly for the other person's reaction.

After a while, the little emperor shivered, "Pei Qing... let's go!"

Pei Que smiled, his eyes curved in a playful arc, "Didn't Your Majesty want to come in for a while?"

"Leave with His Majesty now, His Majesty will feel ashamed!"

The little emperor pouted, and arched his wrapped body on the opponent's shoulders, "It's so cold!"

"The side hall is too cold! I was wrong!"

His small face was wrinkled, and his voice was soft, begging, "Pei Qing... let's go!"

Pei Que was thinking about his appearance, the corners of his mouth were still tense, but his eyes could not help but bend, "Okay."

The little emperor was placed on the dragon couch, he rolled inside, got into the bed, and flashed out to a place beside him, clapped his palms, signaling Pei Que to come over.

Pei Que stood by the bed without moving, just looked at him with his eyes, "Your Majesty is not angry?"

"Don't you feel tired of seeing the minister?"

Murong Shu patted the hand on the bed and subconsciously bent, "I didn't..."

He felt guilty, "I don't feel tired of seeing Pei Qing..."

Pei Que said "oh", and continued to look at him with a cold face, "Your Majesty didn't tell me bluntly that you are tired of me, but just drove me to the side hall mercilessly."

He smiled lightly, with a bit of self-deprecation.

Pei Que's eyes were serious.

Just in case, it's time to scare!

The little emperor holding his neck breathed lightly, turned his eyes a few times, and finally let go of his neck, raised his head to look into Pei Que's eyes.

Pei Que carefully paid attention to his expression—the tip of his nose is not red, and his eyes are not dodging...

Luckily it didn't scare him...

I heard that when I was young, seeing those eunuchs beating me would scare me into nightmares, now I'm afraid I'll scare him again!

- fell asleep for a while, and was about to moan and wrinkle his little face again.

Seeing that little thing again blinked his eyes and pursed his lips, he looked a little embarrassed.

He spoke with a soft voice, "The one who is neither male nor female?"

Pei Que didn't react for a while, and asked back, "What?"

"Women are sent to the barracks, and men are tortured..."

He slowed down his tone, looked at the other person very seriously, his lips were bright red, opening and closing, "What about the one who is neither male nor female?"

He pursed his lips and suppressed his smile, "What should I do if someone who is neither male nor female touches me?"

As she spoke, she poked Pei Que's chest with her fingertips, her tone was delicate and ambiguous, "Pei Qing... Then if someone who is neither male nor female touches me, what will Pei Qing do with him?"

He slid his fingertips along the opponent's chest, and nodded his eyes to the opponent's abdomen, "Otherwise, I will take it to the clean room and eunuch again!"