Chapter 145

145 when his majesty is disturbed... (Fan Wai 4)

Huo Qijun lowered his head slightly depressed, but he might as well be held by a pair of lotus root arms. He raised his eyes slightly in surprise and was facing Shen Qingru's cunning and smart eyes.

Queen Shen smiled, stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss her Majesty's beautiful thin lips.

A rare initiative.

The little wife offered a kiss. The emperor's dragon heart was very happy, and the warm and soft cherry lips rubbed gently on his lips. The emperor did not hesitate to give priority to the guest, firmly wrapped the fragrant lips and sucked the kiss. The little wife who kissed was crying for a while.

"Your Majesty..." a trembling male voice came from the window, interrupting the silence in the Kunning palace.

The Emperor didn't bother to answer. He took the queen and wanted to continue kissing. Shen Qingru was out of breath when he kissed, but he also knew that if the palace people dared to make a noise at this time, it must be something. A small white jade hand pushed him: "Your Majesty, it seems that something..."

Huo Qijun was in high spirits. He refused to stop. He vaguely said "ignore it" and continued to attack cities and land. Shen Qingru was a little anxious and couldn't help pushing him: "Your Majesty, it seems to be the voice of guard sang..."

The little wife's eyes clearly told him: Your Majesty, don't be a fool

Huo Qijun was disturbed on his head. He was very unhappy and didn't want to pay attention to him. Shen Qing's small hand like white jade kept pushing him. He could only turn over and sit up angrily. One hand lifted the jade hook on the curtain and shouted at the angry children outside the hall: "what's the matter?"

Sanger wiped the cold sweat on his head and stood here for a second, which was more difficult than a year. If it weren't for the maid in charge Ziwan to beg him again and again, he would kill him. He didn't dare to disturb his Majesty's interest. With his Majesty's cautious and vengeful nature, he will remember himself for several years this time.

"Your Majesty, it's the Persian cat kept in Chu Xiu palace. The palace man reported that the cat fell into the water and is dying now."

"Disturb me for a cat?" his majesty felt Sanger's brain twitch.

Shen Qingru glared at him and complained that he was cold-blooded, so he had to dress and get up. Huo Qijun put a ring around her slim waist and wouldn't let her.

"Is the cat important or me important?" Huo Qijun pressed his face tightly on Shen Qingru's face, continued to kiss her and asked shamelessly.

Compete with cats? This man is becoming more and more childish.

Huo Qijun bought the cat from nowhere that day in order to please her, and kept saying that he had picked it up by himself. Shen Qingru likes the white and fat Persian cat very much. However, Huo Qijun is allergic to cat hair, so she can only send it away. She lives in the farthest corner of Huo Qijun's bedroom in the house. She only occasionally plays with the cat when Huo Qijun is not at home

However, although the cat was "ignored" by its owner, it has always been a big fish and meat, delicious and delicious. It is fat and strong. In addition, it is not active on weekdays, so the whole cat has become a big white hair ball. There are no people in the rockery and other places in the house. We often see a large beach of "cat mud" lying there in the sun.

Later, when Huo Qijun ascended the throne and became emperor, the value of the cat also rose. From the cat in Yunyang Marquis house to the cat in Daming Palace, he moved into the court with the emperor and empress. As Queen Shen gave birth to the prince, the cat became the little prince's favorite pet. When the weather is fine, people in the palace often see the little prince who is still walking unsteadily running after the big white cat with a smile. The big white cat is relaxed and fat, so she is gentle. She is not annoyed to be poked by the little prince with her fingers. When it hurts, she gives a "meow" at most, stretches out a soft meat pad claw and presses the little prince's round hand to warn to stop the little master's mischief.

Because his son likes it, Shen Qingru often takes his son and the big white cat to the imperial garden to bask in the sun. The mother and son laugh and play with the big white cat. The scene is very harmonious, leaving him the emperor who is allergic to cat hair alone.

His majesty has a problem with the cat.

But his wife liked it and his son liked it. His majesty had no choice but to bear the broken cat. And the cat is also extremely human. It seems to know that his majesty is unhappy with himself, and it is very bad to look into his Majesty's cat's eyes. She often plays coquettish and cute in front of the queen and the little prince, but she only turns her eyes in front of the emperor, intentionally or unintentionally facing the emperor with a cat's ass.

His majesty gnashing his teeth, the dead cat, eating and drinking his, dare to run wild in front of him?

That's all. Now it's still disturbing his precious world with the beauty queen because of the broken cat?

The emperor's Majesty was very unwilling. With a stiff face, he kissed the empress again. Then he sat up straight and breathed a long breath: "continue later... Don't fool me..."

Shen Qingru glanced at him, put on his clothes, got out of bed and hurried to the door. Huo Qijun calmly buttoned the buttons on his clothes and thought impolitely: calculate the age, the cat should die of old age

Sanger felt that he had been waiting for a century. It was easy to see the figure of the empress who hurried out of the hall. Aster had knelt down on the ground in fear and sued the empress, and led the empress to the pool in the imperial garden.

Sanger's reaction was a little slow, and his kneeling was not as sincere as aster. He looked at the ground a little blankly, but his vision suddenly reflected a pair of dragon boots.

"Your Majesty..." Sanger suddenly aroused his spirit and knocked his head on the ground with a bang.

Huo Qijun smiled very gently, and even asked Sanger to get up in a friendly tone. Listening to his Majesty's deep laughter, Sanger felt the cold sweat on his forehead, and his legs had unconsciously shaken into chaff.

Everyone in the palace knows that he is not afraid of his Majesty's anger, but afraid of his Majesty's smile.

The emperor's majesty has a deep temperament and is always happy and angry. He can't smile easily except facing the queen and the little prince. If your majesty is annoyed, it is a reprimand at most. If the queen and the little prince are around, the reprimand will be exempted. But if your majesty smiles at you

Remembering that his majesty kindly smiled at the Marquis of Wei Qi at the beginning, the Marquis of Wei Qi was destroyed the next day

Sanger was very desperate for a moment. He didn't know whether he should kneel down to beg for mercy to his majesty and hurt Chen's revolutionary history, or whether he should go after empress Shen and let her beg for love for herself

Sanger wanted to choose the latter, but... Under the Long Wei of his majesty, his legs have softened into two noodles, and he can't catch up

Sanger wanted to cry without tears. For this reason, he had to sell to his Majesty the emperor miserably.

"Your Majesty, spare your life. The little minister has an 80 year old mother and a three-year-old child..." Sanger felt that he couldn't even turn his mind under his Majesty's aura, so he copied all the words in the play without thinking about it.

"Oh, I don't know, sang Aiqing, when did you become a pro?" His Majesty's tone was very relaxed: "I remember you mentioned to me the day before yesterday that you wanted to marry the aster beside the queen..."

Lying in front of the emperor is a crime of deceiving the king. Sanger wants to hit the wall. The last charge hasn't been cleared yet. Now he has another charge... He's dead.

"I remember that sang Aiqing is now the head of the Imperial Guard." his majesty, who is two meters tall, said leisurely.

Sanger nodded like mashing garlic. Your majesty, is this kindness? Are you going to demote him only?

"The matter of a cat belongs to the internal affairs of the palace, and sang Aiqing also worries about it. If so, I am really moved." His Majesty's tone is cool.

Sanger can't believe it. Your majesty is praising... Praising him? Although the tone is a little strange.

"Thank you for your praise. This is what I should do." Sanger bowed down with gratitude and worshipped again.

The emperor raised his eyebrows and looked very pleased: "I'm very relieved. Since Aiqing is so diligent, why don't I make an order to remove Aiqing from the post of the head of the imperial front guard and let Aiqing become the head of the palace, so that Aiqing can better serve the country?"

Internal manager? Eunuch chief?

Your majesty wants him to be a eunuch in the palace?

No... your majesty, Sanger shed tears and looked pitifully at the emperor's majesty with two wide noodles: "Your Majesty, spare the little minister... The little minister will never dare again..." he vowed that no matter how Shiwan gently smiled at him or how soft he begged him, he would never fall in her "beauty trick" to stand up for her next time.

Your majesty, please forgive me

The emperor left leisurely, leaving Sanger crying and howling in place.

Hum, it's a small revenge to disturb his good deeds and make this guy sleep and eat hard for a few days. His majesty feels very compassionate.

Today, he is much softer than before. Because of Qingru's company with his children, Huo Qijun has been very comfortable these years. His former hostility has been dissipated and replaced by a compassionate heart.

According to his former temperament, Sanger may have been pushed out of the Meridian Gate and broken into pieces

Shen Qingru hurried all the way and soon came to the pond of the imperial garden. The big white cat had been covered with white cloth and put on the ground by the palace people. Seeing the empress coming, the palace people in charge of taking care of the big white cat knelt down with tears in their eyes and apologized: "empress, I'm really sorry for you..."

Shen Qingru held the big white cat, painfully touched its head and pressed its stomach. The big white cat didn't move, and its four soft claws hung down powerlessly. It seemed that it was really dead.

The sound of boots behind him made his majesty catch up with him. Looking at the sad expression of his little wife, he couldn't help comforting her by holding her shoulder in pain. At the same time, he scolded the palace people who neglected their duties.

"What to do, husband?" Shen Qingru's nose was sour and couldn't help crying.