The beautiful god of war just wants to raise a dog [Quick Transmigration]

I have to admit that Emperor Huan, who has always been reckless and reckless, felt uncomfortable at this moment, but he had already reached the door, and it was too late to pardon the minister, so he could only pretend to be calm and watch Song Shu walk to him .

"The Imperial Dining Room sent a basket of dumplings with crab powder today. They are quite delicate, but I am not used to eating crabs, so I brought them to Your Majesty."

"..."

The eunuch on the side was ashamed, and said to himself, what is this called, you are not used to eating it, so you gave it to Emperor Huan, this is to ask the emperor to eat your leftovers?

However, Emperor Huan showed no signs of getting angry at all, he took the initiative to pick up the dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing and coughing suddenly.

Thinking that he was choking, Song Shu picked up a cup of ginger tea from the maid's tray and handed it to him. Emperor Huan signaled that he didn't need it, but his eyes drifted out of the window instead, and then he slapped the armrest heavily:

"I learned today that the Ministry of Household Affairs wrote a letter to corrupt the law and use his position to amass countless wealth...and the evidence is in front of us, yet he still dares to argue! Considering his meritorious service in the past, I don't want his head. The ten boards gave him a long memory."

"..."

The imperial study room was silent, and the eunuch who was guarding the door had a distorted expression, almost speechless.

...According to Emperor Huan, the crime can be solved by hitting the board, and the punishment of the nine clans is not serious!Your Majesty, you must have a certain degree of coaxing Prince Yunzhen to play.

Song Shu just smiled, and handed the teacup to Emperor Huan's lips again, "Your Majesty, you don't need to explain this to me. You govern the country well, and rewards and punishments are naturally justified by you."

...Did I explain it?When did I explain it?

"Hiss..." Taking a sip of tea with his hand, Emperor Huan frowned and pinched his forehead, his acting skills were quite realistic, "These bastards... are so angry that I have a headache."

"Then, the minister rubs it for His Majesty?"

"Um……"

Emperor Huan closed his eyes, feeling the beauty's jade hands kneading his temples, his expression gradually softened, his fingers tapped comfortably on the armrest, and after a while he said with a smile: "Tell me, is there anything you want from me?"

Song Shu rubbed him twice, and sat down next to him.

Emperor Huan: ... You are a prince from a foreign country, and you are quite skilled in the posture of sitting on the dragon chair.

"I have been in the palace for more than a month, and I haven't been out yet." Song Shu glanced at the memorial on his case, with good reasons, "Didn't your majesty say that you have a headache, and I thought it would be good for you to go out and relax."

"Don't make excuses, you can leave the palace if you want to, and tell me something nice."

"..." Song Shu is not good at these things.

So he stopped looking at Emperor Huan, turned his back without saying a word, folded his hands on the armrest and sulked.

Emperor Huan almost laughed out loud.

After admiring his smooth and beautiful back line from bottom to top, Emperor Huan stretched his arms around his slender waist, leaned over to sniff his hair, and played hooligans handily: "Then give me a kiss. "

Song Shu pushed his head away without looking, "I am not His Majesty's concubine, don't treat me like they are."

"..." Emperor Huan wanted to refute, I said you are what you are, but the moment the words came out, he stopped.

Indeed, he never regarded Song Shu as a concubine, and his closeness to him was purely instinctive.Emperor Huan was used to life and death, and he didn't need a reason to reward anyone or punish anyone, so he didn't seriously think about what he had in mind for Song Shu.Just know that he is special and unique.

But there was no time for him to think about it. Seeing that Song Shu was getting more and more unhappy, and he was about to sit on the stool, Emperor Huan raised his hand and rubbed his jet-black hair, with obvious pampering in his tone, "Accompany me Change clothes."

……

Emperor Huan was strong in martial arts, and he didn't like to be followed closely, so going out with Song Shu for a stroll was just a matter of leaving the memorial and changing into casual clothes.

Although no one has ever made Emperor Huan drop the memorial.

"Isn't Your Majesty afraid of encountering assassins?"

"You have no confidence in the world I govern." Emperor Huan embraced him and asked him to carefully carry the pole, "Don't call your majesty when you leave the palace."

Song Shu turned his head, his dark eyes looked at him quietly for a moment, and asked after deliberation, "Husband?"

The hand on his waist tightened suddenly, Emperor Huan lowered his eyes, seemingly calm, "Didn't you say that you don't want to be my concubine?"

"Just pretend to shout outside the palace." Song Shu walked out of his arms, took off two sugar paintings from the booth in front of him, turned to him with a slight smile, "My husband will give you the money."

"..."

Emperor Huan took out a piece of silver from his pocket expressionlessly and threw it to the peddler.

The peddler took it over flattered, held it in his hand and faltered for a long time before saying "I can't find you", but he was already far away.

Regardless of their clothes, the temperament of the two is different from ordinary people, and they are extremely beautiful, one is elegant and the other is beautiful, standing together is a match made in heaven.

The small merchant looked at the backs of Song Shu and Emperor Huan, and only belatedly realized that the other party's status must be unusual, and they should be either rich or noble.

Although the slightly slender white-clothed man had a cold demeanor, he took the initiative to hand the sugar painting to the black-clothed man. The man turned his head to express his disgust, but he quickly took it and tasted it as if he wanted to comment. As a result, the man in white walked quickly to another stall.

The one in Xuanyi shook his head and followed up again.

From this point of view, it is no different from ordinary people.

The bustling market in central Beijing is not comparable to the world that Song Shu had experienced before. Emperor Huan's self-confidence is not blind. Although the folks also say that he has a cruel personality and moody, the prosperity and order in the market is enough to prove his ability to govern the country.

Song Shu finally became light and healthy, and stayed in the palace for more than a month, so it was inevitable to be excited when he came out.Emperor Huan was naive enough to meet him, and the two had an argument over which restaurant to eat, and accidentally let a child bump into him, and then hugged Song Shu's leg and didn't let go.

"My lord, please give me something to eat, please." The child was dressed in rags, his face was covered with dust, tearfully tearing at the hem of Song Shuxue's white clothes, "I beg you to be merciful, or my parents will kill me It's..."

"You bastard! Run around again, see if I don't peel your skin..."

Before the words were finished, a woman rushed over and grabbed the child. She stopped drinking viciously, but upon closer inspection, she found that she didn't intend to stop him at all.

Emperor Huan didn't have a good temper, so he tore the child away, but Song Shu didn't stop him, and the child sat down on the ground and cried loudly.Everyone around looked over and pointed at them, so Emperor Huan's complexion became even worse.

"Who bullied my son?"

Suddenly a black and strong man came out from the corner, and he could tell by his appearance that he was the father of the child. The man was aggressive, and he rolled up his sleeves and was about to greet Emperor Huan.

Of course, he quickly lay down.

Song Shu didn't let Emperor Huan continue to attack, stepped forward to help the child up, and gave him the money bag.The attitude of the parents changed instantly, and they led the child away gratefully.

"No matter how much money you give, they will come out to cheat when they run out, and they will think this is useful, and they will repeat the trick when they meet other people."

"That has nothing to do with me." Song Shu glanced at him, and seeing that he was still looking uneasy, he leaned over and said half-jokingly, "Why are you so stingy? Let's just help that child today. If the parents have There is no need to embarrass your own son like this."

Emperor Huan's voice was gloomy, "I don't think so."

Song Shu stopped.

"Nothing." Emperor Huan took him over, pressed his forehead and closed his eyes, just stood on the side of the road and hugged him for a while, his voice was gentle: "Didn't you say you are hungry, let's go."

Song Shu felt a little puzzled, but he didn't say much, and was led by Emperor Huan into the restaurant he said he was going to.

The purpose of arguing with him was to amuse him. Of course, Emperor Huan would follow Song Shu wherever he went to eat, but there was a gloomy glint in his eyes, which soon dissipated.

In the evening, the two walked all the way back to the palace, and the majestic palace gate slowly opened in front of them. Song Shu suddenly grabbed Emperor Huan's sleeve, and kissed him on tiptoe the moment the other party turned his head.

The soft lips overlapped, wet and soft, the tip of the tongue lightly licked the thin lips, as if feathers were teasing, the light white plum fragrance occupied the breath, and then slowly turned into sweetness.

It's so sweet that your heart trembles.

"You, how are you..."

"Shh."

Song Shu didn't let him speak, raised his arms around the man's neck, and kissed him again.

The guards in front of the palace gate were heavily guarded, and several rows of guards stood in front of the gate with weapons in hand, not looking sideways.The orange sunset fell on the two of them, stretching their figures very long, and the clouds were burned into one piece, connecting the hot ears and cheeks.

With his heart beating wildly in his chest, Emperor Huan hugged him around the waist, firmly embedded him in his arms, and with a single mouth he lost all dignity: "Why...why... kiss me?

"Isn't this what His Majesty wanted? Just thank His Majesty for leaving the palace with his companions." The voice was slightly smiling, and Song Shufu asked knowingly in his ear:

"This is His Majesty's first kiss? Why are you so jerky?"

"..."

Emperor Huan felt that his blood vessels were about to burst at this moment, but he could not feel any pain like never before.

……

Since that day, Emperor Huan expressed his intention to accept Song Shu as his concubine many times, but Song Shu refused very clearly, which made him anxious and helpless.

Although apart from the two of them, everyone knows that the prince of Xichang is Emperor Huan's favorite, because apart from the continuous rewards from the source, Emperor Huan also runs to the Qiyue Palace every night, and even the memorials have to be moved to the Qiyue Palace. Who else can be?

The former dynasty gradually had some voices, but they had not yet reached Emperor Huan's ears. There were more rumors in the harem, but perhaps it was the shadow of Emperor Huan. These concubines did not dare to suppress Song Shu, but chose to please him. A group wants to visit.

After all, Song Shu was a man, and it was not a problem to meet these Yingying and Yanyan in private, so he refused without hesitation.

That night, he heard the imperial decree of Emperor Huan to ground all these women and punish them with salary.

"Why is Your Majesty jealous?" Song Shu was copying a copybook from the dynasty, and sat upright in front of the table, "I'm not interested in your woman."

"Who said I'm jealous?" Emperor Huan walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, and flicked his sleeves when he heard this, "I never doubted you, so don't blame me."

"Then why is His Majesty angry?"

"You're not interested in them. Don't they covet you? They don't look in the mirror to see what you look like. If I dare to look at you again, I'll goug their eyes!"

Song Shu's pen tip paused, his face was expressionless, and he talked about another matter instead, "They won't come next time, Your Majesty, don't arrange so many people to follow me, it's uncomfortable."

"I'm afraid that someone will bully you. The women in the harem have deep thoughts. You look so stupid. What should you do if you are tricked by others?"

Song Shu remained silent.

"Okay, okay, I won't ask the guards to follow you, that's fine."

"Ah."

……

Emperor Huan was a natural king, many things could not be understood overnight, Song Shu was not in a hurry to let him understand his meaning, anyway, he got along well with the other party at present, if he was really impatient, it would not be too late to express his attitude.

It's just that he didn't expect that a few days after the guards were removed, there would be some unhappiness.

Song Shu stood outside a palace wall, and two female voices on the other side of the wall were talking in a low voice, seemingly unintentionally, but clearly heard it in his ears.

"Tell me, could it be because of that incident back then..."

"Stop talking nonsense, watch your head carefully."

"Isn't there no one else here? I just feel that Mr. Yun Zhen is so glamorous. If he offends Junwei, it would be too regrettable to end up in a tragic end. After all, His Majesty is...even his own biological mother... kill."

"That was the first concubine Xian's move to His Majesty, otherwise it wouldn't have happened..."

"..."

Song Shu stood outside the wall and quietly listened to the conversation between the two, and then began to think about who deliberately led him here and let him hear these words on purpose.

But when he turned around, he met a pair of dark and gloomy eyes.

Emperor Huan had obviously been standing behind him for a while, the man's face was expressionless, but the palace people behind him were all trembling, the timid ones even trembling.His eyes were faintly bleeding, his expression became cloudy and uncertain, and a storm was brewing.He didn't look at Song Shu, so there was no warmth in his eyes.

The corners of his thin lips moved slightly, and Emperor Huan even smiled, but his tone could make people feel cold from the top of their head to the soles of their feet:

"Bring me the man."