Nangong Xiaomiao smiled: "You're right, you can't let others coax you to sleep." After saying that, the little man consciously took off his slippers, covered himself with the quilt, and scooped up the black pearls in his hands.
Close your eyes: "You all go to bed, good night."
Hei Si watched the curtains fall layer by layer. He turned around and walked into the south study room with his back straight as if he was holding back something.
Then, he completely went crazy!
No matter what he was holding in his hand, he threw it to the ground with a bang and sneered at the little eunuch waiting beside him: "Go and call the cabinet minister over here!"
"Yes, yes!" The eunuchs had never seen the young master of the Hei family get angry. When they saw him before, he always had a small face and was polite. After he seized power later, he would not be too arrogant in the world, and he was quite polite.
popular.
However, I didn’t expect that the face of Master Si, who had always been calm and majestic, turned cold and became even scarier than that of an adult!
The cabinet minister heard the news and hurried over, and saw Hei Si holding a stack of memorials in his hand and slowly walking towards him: "This is for you this morning. Originally, I wanted to keep you for a few days..."
Having said this, he paused.
Bang!
A large number of memorials were thrown in front of the minister.
Even people who don't know what happened know that Heisi is really popular now!
Can it not be popular?
The child he raised was not even allowed to be touched by him in the end!
Okay, if these people dare to make him unhappy, he will make his whole family unhappy!
For the first time in his life, the young master of the Hei family ignored the etiquette in front of others and grabbed the minister's collar. His stern face was like a sword that had just been unsheathed, extremely cold: "Now, take your daughter and give her
I’m getting out of the capital!”
The cabinet minister's legs were so frightened that his legs were weak. What happened? Wasn't he fine during the day?
However, he didn't have the time to think about why Hei Si was angry.
The pile of memorials alone made him sweat dripping with cold, and he could no longer raise his head.
Rumor has it that the cabinet minister was finally dragged out by the eunuchs, his family property and mansion were confiscated, his feathers were removed, and he was sent back to his hometown. The commotion was so great that everyone inside and outside the court heard the news.
From then on, no one dared to say anything wrong about the little emperor.
The ministers have also figured out the scheme. Do you want the young master of the Hei family not to investigate them?
Simple!
Just praise the little emperor more!
After Hei Si got rid of all the people who were an eyesore, he remembered that the voice might be a little louder and glanced at the eunuch who was keeping watch: "Is he awake?"
The eunuch was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses and replied respectfully: "The emperor has not slept the whole time. He is probably waiting for Master Si." After saying that, he subconsciously looked at Hei Si's expression and saw the lines.
After softening a little, he boldly continued: "Young Master Si has been taking care of you for so many days. The emperor has long been used to it. No, when Young Master Si is not around, he is just holding the pearls and talking to himself.
I didn’t even sleep anymore.”
Hei Si nodded, as if he was satisfied with what he said. He opened the curtain and saw the little man doing somersaults on the couch out of boredom.
Seeing Hei Si come in, Nangong Xiaomiao stopped amusing himself. With a dull little face and a lock of hair standing on top of his head, he stretched out his paws to scratch his little ears and lay down obediently.
Move around.
Seeing him like that, Hei Si's anger finally dissipated. He felt that his children were right, and they were right to like beautiful things. It was those who insisted on moving forward who had no vision!
Even though he was unhappy in his heart, he would not throw these emotions away to Xiaomiao.
His father has long said that children are meant to be pampered.
He stretched out his hand to pick up the little man who was only a head shorter than him. Hei Si patted him gently and said with a tigerish face: "Go to sleep."
After a day of hard work, the two little people were finally able to be together.
Nangong Xiaomiao held Pearl, and Hei Xiaosi held him. The Chaoyang Palace was completely silent.
The eunuchs who were waiting finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued their vigil against the stone pillars.
the next day.
When Nangong Xiaomiao woke up, he was the only one left on the dragon couch. He blinked, curled up and got up, and then put on the small clothes one by one.
The eunuchs wanted to help, but he insisted on doing it himself. His little face was so serious, as if he was completing a great thing.
The waiters could only watch from the sidelines, fearing that something might happen to the little emperor.
How come Nangong Xiaomiao is on a business trip? He has never been a soft-footed shrimp. He tidied himself up neatly, swayed his little body and walked to the face plate. He took out the small toothbrush his mother made for him and squeezed some.
The mint leaves are on top. There's nothing I can do about it. There was no toothpaste in ancient times.
The little man was brushing his teeth while humming: "I didn't get up yesterday morning, and I found myself cute. I got up this morning, and I found myself still cute. No matter I get up or not, I'm still cute."
clatter!"
The head eunuch who was watching behind him couldn't help laughing.
The rest of the people also discussed in a low voice: "Look, what is our emperor singing?"
"I don't know, that little body is still squirming around, just follow it." It was obvious that the eunuchs really liked Xiao Miao, and they did not forget to smile while talking.
At this time, Hei Si, who had finished dealing with the memorials accumulated last night, stood up from outside, reached for the small towel from the eunuch's manager, and wiped the little man's face: "It's nonsense again."
"Hei Xiaosi, is there anyone sending beauties to the palace today? If so, I'll dress up first." Nangong Xiaomiao raised her little face, making it easier for Hei Si to wipe his face.
Hei Sihu made a face and said nothing.
"I want to eat by myself." Nangong Xiaomiao lowered her head and folded the small towel: "I can't let others look down on me anymore."
Hei Si's fingers froze and he hummed a word from his nose.
"Also, I have to do everything from bathing to sleeping!" Nangong Xiaomiao plucked her little fingers and counted carefully.
Hei Si looked at him, with the breath rolling back and forth in his throat for a while. He said angrily: "You have done everything yourself, what else do you want me to do!" He waved his long sleeves and brought the little bald head under his hands.
We returned to Heifu.
Master Hei had to put his hand around his concubine at home, and he was wearing a military training uniform. He was making out with his concubine and eating melon seeds. When he saw his son coming back, he immediately stood up from his chair and burst into laughter.
He said twice and touched his bald head with one hand: "Hey, brat, why are you back?"
"Yeah." Hei Si sat down with a tiger face.
Master Hei looked behind him: "You came back by yourself?" That's not normal!
"Yeah." Hei Si took the tea handed over by the servant and took a sip. As if he was not satisfied with the taste, Hei Si frowned.
Seeing his pouty look, Mr. Hei smiled even more cheerfully: "Hey, what are you talking about? You must be disliked by others!"
"Yeah." Hei Sifeng put down the teacup in his hand calmly.
Master Hei's curiosity was completely aroused: "Do you dare to say one more word!"
"Dare to say it."
This, this is indeed one more word than "is".
Master Hei stared and held his forehead. He was clearly defeated by his own son. Every time he talked to this devilish kid, he was almost exhausted.
Only the little emperor could stand him!
but……
"Did you quarrel with the emperor?" Master Hei raised his eyebrows.
Heisi's answer was simple: "It's not noisy."
"Then why didn't he come with you?" This brat really thinks that he, the old black guy, is an idiot.
Hei Si didn't speak.
Mr. Hei coughed in a decent manner: "I have said before that the emperor is younger than you, so you have to give in to the emperor."
Hei Si curled his lips.
Master Hei stretched out his bear paw, and patted his son on the back: "Okay, okay, it's no big deal. I'll go back after having dinner at home. Now that you're gone, what will happen to the emperor's dinner? What's the order?
You little man, how pitiful you are."
Hei Si was almost convinced by his father, really, just a little bit!
But when he thought of what the child said today, Xiaojun's face turned cold: "He can eat it by himself!"
After saying that, without waiting for Mr. Hei's reaction, he walked directly back to his yard.
He picked up his writing brush and began to process the memorial brought from the palace.
After almost an hour, Hei Si raised his head and asked the little bald head: "Has anyone come here to look for me?"
"Ah?" The little bald man shook his head, with a puzzled look on his face: "Did the young master have an appointment with someone from some family?"
"Yeah." Hei Si said in a stiff voice, lowered his head and continued to review.
Another hour passed.
Hei Si: "Still no one came?"
Servant: "No."
The sun turns and turns, from the east to the west.
Hei Si raised his head and was about to speak.
The young servant interrupted him: "Tell me, young master, no one has come to see you." This is already the eleventh time! Who did the young master have made an appointment with? Why is he so unruly? He asked the young master to wait since morning.
Don't even come tonight!
The young servant turned sideways and looked at his master's obviously cold face, cleared his throat and said, "Young master, what do you want to eat for dinner today? The cook has been here several times, and I can't make up my mind."
"Make a lobster. The soup should be red. Xiao Miao is happy...forget it, just do whatever you want." Hei Si said in a deep voice. He put down the lobster in his hand like a little adult and let his servants wash his hands.
The little bald heads guessed that the boss was not in a good mood and did not dare to say anything.
After a while, Hei Si looked in the mirror and put a bunch of things on his face.
The figure following him raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Archangel, what are you doing?"
"Make yourself look better." Hei Si thought for a while, with a hint of seriousness in his brows.
After the figure heard this answer, his whole body felt bad!
For such a manly person, he really has nothing to do with adjectives like "good-looking".
Archangel, please wake up, please!
The way you look now is something that no one in the world would envy. Being pink and tender is not suitable for you!
Indeed.
Although Hei Si is a child, his skin color has never been white. He has been a manly honey color since he was born, not black, but a very healthy skin color.
In addition, his face, with sharp edges and corners, strong martial aura, with a natural sense of oppression, sharp and cold light, like a fine sword, unique in the world, only this.
A handful.
Hei Si also felt that it was boring to turn himself into a white pimple, so he took one last look at the mirror and walked into the hall.
Dinners at the Hei family are always luxurious.
What's more, Hei Si came back. Master Hei caught all those flying in the sky and crawling on the ground, and put a roasted whole lamb directly in the hall.
The whole lamb is roasted until it is golden brown, and the oil drips on the match. It smells delicious!
Hei Si ate absent-mindedly, and he felt like he had raised a little white-eyed wolf, and he couldn't get enough of it no matter how much he fed it!
Feeling uncomfortable in my chest, I took a bite of the meat and turned around to ask the eunuch who was brought out of the palace: "What's the news in the palace now?"
"This..." The eunuch hesitated for a while before speaking: "The emperor hasn't eaten anything all day long. He sits on the bed and doesn't speak. His little ears are drooped and he doesn't listen to anyone."
When Hei Si heard this, he didn't want to eat roast mutton. He took his cloak and walked out of Hei Mansion and walked straight towards Chaoyang Palace.
"Why don't you eat?" Hei Si took a deep breath and then spoke to the little man.
Nangong Xiaomiao’s little ears perked up and she replied: “I’m not hungry.”
"You have to eat even if you're not hungry." Hei Si's toughness was innate. He tore off his cloak, threw it to the serving eunuch, and ordered in a cold voice: "Go and make a bowl of tomato soup."
The eunuch took the order, thinking that the savior had finally arrived. The emperor had not eaten for a day, and they all felt uncomfortable. The little man's ears drooped, and no one could bear it. Alas.
After a while, tomato soup came.
Hei Si took it and blew it before sending it to Nangong Xiaomiao.
Nangong Xiaomiao lowered her long eyelashes and drank one bowl. When it was not enough, she asked for another bowl. After drinking until her belly was full, she dozed off and leaned on Hei Si's body.
Hei Si stretched out his hand to pick up the little man, and heard Nangong Xiaomiao say in a daze: "Hei Xiaosi, please don't be angry, okay? In the worst case, I will return one black pearl to you, um... two more.
One pill is good, but no more will be enough, and no one else will give it to you."
"Yeah." Hei Si rubbed the child's soft hair, his eyes glistening. One or two pills are not enough. He always has to get what he wants completely...
No matter what, Chaoyang Palace is finally calm.
On the other hand, the Demon Palace is very smoky. Carriages are constantly coming out of the black mist. Witches holding feather fans and gentlemen in black cloaks gather in the center of the hall to celebrate the victory of the Demon Realm. Holding glasses, you
Laugh at me.
"This time, I must give myself to His Highness." The gorgeous woman in the black dress shook the feather fan in her hand, with bewitching eyes in her red eyes.
I have to say that she is indeed a beautiful witch that makes people's hearts beat. She is in full bloom and looks like the mandala on the banks of the River Styx, which is Lucifer's favorite flower...
Someone chuckled: "As far as I know, there is already someone with His Highness."
"That human?" The woman leaned lazily on the sofa, looking nonchalantly at the man in Tang robe across from her, and frowned slightly: "You seem to be the same..."
Boss Pei gently curled his thin lips: "Yes, I am also a human being."
The woman narrowed her cat-like pupils: "No wonder he would speak for her, but His Highness's novelty towards her has probably come to an end. What's the use of being delicious to a soul that can't be eaten? To His Highness, there's nothing in the world
She is not the only one with a delicious soul. I don’t know if you know us devils, our inconstancy has always been our characteristic. What we like now may not be what we will like tomorrow, and the same is true for Your Highness."
"Really..." Boss Pei raised his glass with a meaningful smile and turned around to tease his little parrot.
There was an uproar in the hall, and the glazed lights shone brightly.
Boss Pei didn't need to look to know that Beiming Liancheng was coming.
His clothes were very low-key but it was not difficult to notice the luxury in them. He wore an ascetic black robe with some designs on the cuffs, which gave him an aristocratic aura. He was tall and elegant, and had an outstanding temperament. He immediately caught everyone's attention.
.
Nangong Baiye was held in his arms, with his robe wrapped around her body. She didn't care about the ambiguous marks on her fair neck, and stretched out lazily. When she saw someone looking over, she smiled mischievously in return.
The witch came over waving her feather fan: "She is indeed a fascinating soul."
"Thank you." Nangong Baiye responded with a smile.
The witch only said this and stopped chatting with her. Instead, she said to Lucifer: "Your Highness, you don't want to try with me. She probably can't satisfy you."
Nangong Baiye raised her eyebrows, finding it interesting. She looked at her senior brother's ice-sculpted profile to see how he would deal with it.
"What to drink?" Beiming Liancheng said this to Nangong Baiye: "Iced or not?"
Nangong Baiye's intuitive reaction: "Ice."
The witch was treated as an invisible person. How could she be willing to do so? She called out charmingly: "Your Highness."
Beiming Liancheng gave Nangong Baiye a sip of wine and then turned around: "I have no interest in the proposal you just made."
"Your Highness..." The witch chuckled, full of temptation: "That's because you have never tried to be served by me..."
Nangong Baiye looked at her stretched out hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand to block it, smiled softly, then turned his head, grabbed Beiming Liancheng's collar, and kissed him, not caring about the looks around him.
, raised the corners of his mouth wantonly, and a flash of red light flashed in his eyes: "Miss, your self-recommendation is pretty much it, but I still want to make it clear that this man is mine."
Obviously, the witch did not expect her to make such an action. Look at her eyes again: "You, you..."
"What's wrong with me?" Nangong Baiye didn't understand why she was suddenly so panicked. He turned around and asked the man behind him: "Is there something wrong with me?"
Beiming Liancheng looked at her dyed red eyes and took her hand with a smile on his face: "You're fine. There's nothing wrong with you. Keep drinking your wine."
"Oh." Basically, after Nangong Baiye announced his exclusive rights, he behaved and drank there with a glass in his hand.
Beiming Liancheng was very satisfied and nodded towards Sheila behind him. The witch was politely invited out of the dance.
Boss Pei was holding his wine glass, slightly lost in thought...