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

Thinking of this, Pei Que's expression suddenly turned cold——

What's the point of strangling Murong Shu to death!Just to let go of the breath that has been pent up for ten years, and give him a good time?

Do not!

Let him live well!

Let that damned Murong Yan watch!

How did I single-handedly build the Northern Zhou Dynasty that he established, and play with his most beloved youngest son in the palm of my hand—turning the clouds and the rain with my hands, this is nothing more interesting than anything else! ! !

Pei Que let out a breath, and his face gradually became alive.

He bent down, grabbed the little emperor's hand, and held it in his palm, "Is your majesty cold?"

While talking, he took off the cloak again and again, and tied it around Murong Shu's neck.

"Although the moonlight on the Yufeng Terrace is bright, there is nothing to cover it. Your Majesty is weak and might not be able to bear the cold wind."

Pei really fastened the streamer, and his fingers slid across the other's delicate neck with nostalgia.

Murong Shu was startled by his actions and had goosebumps all over his body: This damn Pei really didn't want to strangle himself to death, did he!

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

Pei Que lowered his head and looked down at him, "Your Majesty is always more reserved when he is with the minister. Did the minister do something to make His Majesty feel uneasy?"

Murong Shu tried his best to twitch the corners of his mouth, smiling as if he was about to cry, "I'm naturally the most at ease when Pei Qing is doing things..."

Pei Que stretched out his hand and pinched the little emperor's face. This intimate gesture did not show the slightest respect. It looked like teasing a kitten or dog.

"Your Majesty is used to coaxing people. When it comes to reassuring Your Majesty, I can't compare to Lord Wei."

"how come……"

Murong Shu scolded the eight generations of Pei Que's ancestors eighteen times in his heart, and then he calmed down.

He didn't dare to offend this mad dog, so he could only take advantage of his young age to put on an ignorant look and take off the other's vigilance.

"Pei Qing and Wei Qing are both my humerus ministers, and I treat the two adults the same..."

Pei Que, this eunuch, is full of bad water!

Now in the court, six out of ten people must be his lackeys. In order to gain power, I'm afraid he wished Wei Yang would not come back!

Murong Shu blinked his eyes, followed his own guess, and said empathetically, "Wei Qing's grandmother passed away, he must be very sad, even if the filial piety period has passed, his heart will be depressed, I'm afraid it will be difficult for a while. good……

Come on, don't worry! "

"Your Majesty is indeed sympathetic to Lord Wei!"

Pei Que turned around and sat down, facing Murong Shu, "It's just that according to the laws of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Lord Xiaowei's filial piety period has passed, so he should be back on duty.

If the minister does not let go, I am afraid that people outside will speak up again, saying that the minister is suppressing the Wei family. "

He looked into the astonished eyes of the little emperor, and Pei Que smiled slightly, "Besides, I also feel that if Master Xiaowei doesn't come back, the court will lose a lot of fun!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his fingers, took the wine bottle that was handed to the little emperor before, and drank it down.

He pinched the wine glass, the rim of the glass was facing down, and the wine did not leak.

The thin lips were stained with wine, reflecting the candlelight, cold and bewitching.

The thin lips curved into a sarcastic arc, "It's a pity that the fine wine that I took so much pains to prepare for His Majesty ended up in my stomach."

"The scenery of Yufeng Terrace is nice, and it really has a special flavor!"

The wine glass in Pei Que's hand was thrown on the table casually, making a crisp sound.

He stood up by himself, left the little emperor and walked outside.

"It's windy in the middle of the night, I send His Majesty back to the palace."