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

The maids knelt down at their feet, their faces pale as snow, one was shaking like a sieve, the other was already numb, knowing clearly that it was absolutely extravagant to live under such circumstances.

"Who told you to say this on purpose here?"

"Your Majesty...No, no one, this servant is just talking nonsense, Your Majesty, please forgive me, this servant does not want to die...Ah——"

With a scream, the maid hurriedly stepped forward on her knees and wanted to hug the hem of Emperor Huan's clothes, her head fell to the ground, and a large pool of bright red blood rolled on the ground of the imperial garden.Emperor Huan raised his finger and pointed to the other one, "Press her down and ask, if you can't find out, then peel her skin and hang it in the harem for all the concubines to see."

The remaining palace lady finally gave up and collapsed on the ground. The guard stepped forward and dragged her down, together with another corpse.

The imperial garden regained its tranquility, except for the blood on the ground and the still heavy breathing of Emperor Huan.

He just glanced at Song Shu briefly, then walked away without saying a word.

Song Shu frowned slightly.

……

The eunuch reported on the investigation. Emperor Huan leaned on the dragon chair with his eyes closed, seemingly calm, but the veins protruding from his forehead showed his patience.

"Returning to Your Majesty, Concubine Shu sent a message to remind Prince Yunzhen to be cautious and not to make you angry, so she arranged for someone to be in the imperial garden..."

Before he finished speaking, Emperor Huan smashed out the teacup in his hand, his open eyes were still bloodshot, "Whatever her bullshit reason is, dare to let him... drag him out and cut him in half!"

"Your Majesty, Concubine Shu belongs to the Prime Minister..."

"Do you want me to say it a second time?"

The eunuch naturally didn't dare to say much, and went down after saluting. Emperor Huan sat alone in the empty palace, short of breath, his thick eyebrows furrowed, and the anger burned from his chest all the way to his head. There was severe pain, which distorted his expression.

He grabbed the jug and took a few sips, trying to numb his nerves.

Emperor Huan hated himself for not being able to hold back, and after hearing those words, he still moved his hand in front of him.

He wanted to ask Song Shu to explain, but he couldn't explain it. Facing him in this state, he might do even more stupid things.

Emperor Huan knew that he was a lunatic. He was cruel, murderous, and unscrupulous in the past, but suddenly one day, he didn't want someone to see him like this.

A slowly approaching figure appeared in the chaotic vision. Emperor Huan had a splitting headache, and the slightest movement would make him more irritable. He overturned the desk and the lamp stand in front of him, and roared hoarsely: "Get out, everyone!" Get out!"

Things shattered on the ground, a pot of tea just smashed at Song Shu's feet, splashing wet the hem of Song Shu's snow-white clothes.

He raised his head and met Emperor Huan's staring scarlet eyes.

"...What are you doing here?" The blood vessels in his head twitched heavily, the convulsive pain caused his face to contort for a moment, the man immediately averted his gaze, and his voice was hoarse, "... let's go."

"Where?"

Song Shu walked up to him step by step, leaned over to take the wine glass he was clutching in his hand, Emperor Huan suddenly let go, and then watched helplessly as he put the wine glass on the overturned table.

"..."

Once again, he was gently pushed by Song Shu, and sat back on the dragon chair.Song Shu followed him and sat down.

But this time it's the thighs.

Emperor Huan froze.

The opponent's hand rested on his shoulder, and as far as he could see was a delicate and fair neck. The sweet and slightly cold white plum fragrance radiated from his body, filling his nose instantly, and Emperor Huan subconsciously embraced it in his arms. The man's waist, buried in his neck and took a deep sniff, suddenly there was nothing wrong with it.

My head no longer hurts, and my eyes are no longer red, like a mad dog on a leash, so tame and unreasonable.

"Your Majesty, tell me? Why are you so angry today?"

Emperor Huan hugged him and sucked heavily, opened his mouth to lick and bite his neck lightly, then lowered his head to his heart, feeling the beating of this man's heart.

He told Song Shu about the past that no one dared to mention in the past 20 years.

Emperor Huan's biological mother was a woman of a different race from another country, with a low status, and she was favored by Emperor Huan by chance, but she soon lost her favor.

Women in the palace were always intriguing, Emperor Huan's biological mother had a prince, and his appearance was outstanding, so he was naturally envied and tortured by those concubines.

She didn't know how to resist, but spread all her grievances on the young Emperor Huan, and beat him many times to make him unconscious.

Until one day, a crazy woman set fire to the palace, trying to burn Emperor Huan to death here with herself. Emperor Huan, who was only ten years old, knocked his biological mother unconscious with all his strength, and sat at the gate of the palace, watching helplessly. She burned to death inside.

When the eunuch rushed to put out the fire, he saw Emperor Huan covered in bruises and dust, with fire in his eyes.

Emperor Huan's illness was inseparable from the abuse he received when he was young, and his aversion to the palace people also came from this. He had no compassion, would not be soft-hearted, would kill when he was bored, and never had any scruples.

But today he was more panicked.

He was afraid that Song Shu would stay away from him if he knew his true face. He wanted everyone to crawl at his feet and tremble, but he didn't want Song Shu to be afraid of him.

The lips overlapped with his along the chin, this person is comfortable to hold, even the lips are sweet and soft, one can be addicted to it after one taste.

Emperor Huan pressed him on the dragon chair and kissed him. The initial temptation and gentleness heated up little by little, and he sucked and swallowed until he went crazy. This was the second time the man kissed, but he had already mastered the essentials. The tip of his tongue licked every inch of his mouth. , making him numb all over.Yuxue's face was slightly pink, Song Shu couldn't hold the opponent's neck anymore, so she slid down and grabbed his neckline, her slender fingers messed up the emperor's collar, as if she was taking revenge.

...revenge him for kissing himself messily.

"His Majesty……"

The belt was scattered, and Emperor Huan's hand had already stretched in from the side skirt, and Song Shu finally pushed him against the warmth of his warm palm.

"Sorry." The blood in the man's eyes faded, replaced by another kind of soul-stirring profundity, he still pressed down on him, and kissed lightly on the red mole on the center of his forehead: "You are the proton of Xichang, I shouldn't have touched you." you."

His hand didn't stop, yearning for his soft, smooth and delicate touch, extending all the way to his waist.

"but……"

"But Your Majesty said..." Song Shu took the initiative to pick up his words, with a slight sway of his legs on the armrest, water rippled in his lustrous and dark eyes: "The whole world belongs to you."

Of course he is also included.

"Not here, it's too hard." Song Shufu whispered in his ear.

The man's breathing almost stagnated, and then suddenly became heavy. He was picked up horizontally, and soon rolled onto the bed together with the other party.

"Are you really willing?" Emperor Huan was like a wolf that had been hungry for many years, grinding his red eyes at him, as if he wanted to devour every inch of skin.

But he is so thin and so beautiful, like a person made of ice and snow, it will break if touched, so Emperor Huan suppressed the raging urge forcibly, and asked again.

"I don't want to."

Song Shu, who finally got his breath, quickly turned over and lay on Emperor Huan's body, and pushed his dangerous hand away, "I think Your Majesty's..."

Emperor Huan was taken aback for a moment, his expression suddenly became unpredictable.

"Isn't it good?" Song Shu pressed his lips against his chin, acting like a baby to him softly.

"..."

The so-called favored concubine who loves the sky is that she can't even "below" one person, and she wants to climb on the head of the emperor.

But what can Emperor Huan do?It's not that she is willing to hand him the secondary ladder/ladder, and she still doesn't forget to ask him to be careful not to fall.

……

The first taste of sex may not have been a lot of fun for Emperor Huan, but he was still fascinated by it.Because even if it doesn't make it to the end, the feeling of being passionately intertwined with your sweetheart is really wonderful.Emperor Huan likes to make him wet, weeping from above and below, then lying in his arms flushed and begging for mercy, coquettishly wanting to kiss him, but he can only kiss on the mouth but not there...

Emperor Huan liked to tease him head-on, and liked to observe his expression. The cinnabar between his brows was originally cold and holy, but with the crimson eyes, he only felt astringent.

Day after day, the love in his heart became more and more overflowing. Emperor Huan suddenly remembered Song Shu's identity. He wanted to keep this person by his side forever, so he took him to court the next day.

Holding the favorite concubine to go to the early court is an absurd thing that has not happened since the founding of Dasheng, not to mention that this "favorite concubine" is also the hostage of the enemy country, which is enough to cause an uproar among the courtiers.But on Emperor Huan, no one said anything, and the minister stood under it tremblingly, not daring to look up.

Because the emperor said that anyone who takes a look at his treasure will have his eyes gouged out.

Song Shu sat in his arms and listened to the memorial with him. At first, he just thought that this person was clinging to him and was unwilling to let go, so he didn't repel him too much. He didn't want everyone to finish the performance, and Emperor Huan suddenly opened his mouth lazily:

"The seat in the harem has been vacant for a long time. I have decided to make the fourth prince of Xichang Kingdom the empress. Do you know when is the nearest auspicious day?"

The hall suddenly fell into silence.

"Queen? Who told you to be queen?"

However, the first one to speak was a voice that was unfamiliar to everyone, it was cold and textured, and it was not hard to hear the dissatisfaction in it: "I don't want to be a queen."

"..."

hiss……

The back of the ministers' necks felt cold and they broke out in cold sweat.

Then came the voice of Emperor Huan, suppressed very low, holding back his anger, but it was very different from what was expected, "Don't make trouble."

"No." Song Shu got up from his arms, and forcefully broke off Huandi's fingers, with a cold expression, "I have already made my attitude clear, Your Majesty will continue to court, and I will leave."

After speaking, he left Emperor Huan and a group of courtiers and left.

"..." There was a dead silence.

The ministers all knelt down, shivering in place, shocked and terrified.They had never seen Emperor Huan being humiliated like this, it's over, it's over.

Emperor Huan was indeed furious, but at this moment he was in no mood to vent his anger on these ministers, so he quickly chased them out.

"Why don't you want to be my queen?"

"There's no reason, I just don't want to." Song Shu shook off Huan Di's hand and walked straight forward, ignoring the palace servants who were kneeling all the way, "Your Majesty announced without my consultation, do you want me to thank you happily? "

"I did it to surprise you!"

"Sorry, I'm not happy with this."

"..."

The two quarreled all the way until they reached the gate of Qiyue Palace, when Emperor Huan finally roared angrily, "Do you not love me at all!"

Song Shu stood there silent for a moment, then turned around and closed the palace door in front of him, "Yes, I don't love you, so please don't come again, Your Majesty."

Emperor Huan was photographed outside the palace gate in this way.

"..."

……

In fact, Emperor Huan knew in his heart that Song Shu was definitely not without feelings for him. Although he was not yet demanding love or not, it was absolutely impossible for Shan to be as cold and heartless as he showed.

Emperor Huan lost his temper in anger, and soon began to think of ways to coax people.

He didn't want to engage in a cold war with Song Shu.

First of all, there are all kinds of rare treasures. He sent all the best things he could find and the best things in the treasury to Qiyue Palace, but most of them were beaten back.The eunuch knelt down and begged Song Shu not to embarrass them, so Song Shu went to the edge of the pool and floated the fine white jade stone in the water.

"Oh, Prince Yunzhen, this is a rare and beautiful jade in a hundred years, don't make such a fuss! Don't!"

"Yes, the sound of splashing water is quite nice."

"..."

Emperor Huan felt that he might look down on vulgar objects such as gold, silver and jade, so he gave him calligraphy and paintings instead.The gifts are all the works of the most famous calligraphers and painters in the past dynasties, which are hard to find. Song Shu is a person who knows paintings, so he should like these.

However, just in the morning, the eunuch sent a picture of wild geese in autumn frost, and the eunuch brought back two pictures in the afternoon. After unfolding them, they were exactly the same. If the ink was not dry, there would be no difference at all!

Emperor Huan was shocked, and immediately made a picture himself and sent it to Song Shu.

When I came back this time, it was easy to tell the difference, because one of them had eight words written on it - "The traces of the emperor, but mediocre."

Emperor Huan: ...This is really damn sweet.

Sending jade is not good, calligraphy and painting are not good, Emperor Huan had a flash of inspiration, and asked someone to send him a tamed parrot. The parrot has bright feathers, articulate and loud: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'm sorry ,I was wrong……"

Song Shu couldn't bear it anymore, and carried the bird into Emperor Huan's Qing Palace, "Your Majesty, I hate birds the most in Pingsheng. If you let me see this thing again, don't blame me for being cruel."

After he finished speaking, he left and didn't stay for a second, only the parrot was left there screaming loudly: "Get out, get out, get out..."

However, coaxing during the day was coaxing during the day, and Emperor Huan had to climb Song Shu's bed at night.

In the middle of the night and in the dead of night, he jumped in from the wall using light kung fu, touched the bedside lightly and hugged him, sniffed and kissed him, carefully kissing his beauty spot.

Emperor Huan was bitter, he couldn't be coaxed well, and he couldn't sleep without him. He was clearly a tyrant, but he wanted to do such a thing like a tyrant, and a passionate person is really humble, humble!

In fact, he didn't sleep well with Song Shu. He held him for most of the night, kissed and sucked twice from time to time, and when the sun rose and the other party showed signs of waking up, he quickly ran away.

If you are more greedy, you can smoke some soothing incense in advance as a court lady, and then he can... cough cough,

When Song Shu got up early, he noticed the mottled hickey marks on his legs, and was so angry that he ordered the royal kitchen to squeeze out a large bowl of bitter gourd juice and send it to Emperor Huan.

Emperor Huan drank the bitter melon juice in front of the servants of the imperial dining room, and his face became as green as bitter melon.

Servant: ...Prince Yunzhen is awesome.

Until one day, Emperor Huan suddenly became enlightened, rushed into Qiyue Palace in a hurry, and held down Song Shu who was eating.

"Do you mind my harem?"

"..." Song Shu choked, coughed a few times, and took a cup of tea to drink.

"Why didn't you say it earlier! I let them enter the palace to restrain those old things and stop their mouths. I swear, I haven't touched them with a single finger."

Song Shu continued to drink tea.

"Let them all leave the palace tomorrow, or what do you think, just kill them?"

"..." Song Shu glared at him, "It has nothing to do with them."

"Then why don't you want to be my queen?" Emperor Huan became irritable, walking around the room with his hands behind his back, "You really don't love me, not only you don't love me, you don't even like me!"

"That's right." Song Shu stood up and grabbed his sleeve, pushing him out indiscriminately, "It's because I don't like you, nothing else."

After finally driving the person away again, Song Shu ran to the table to sip tea, but his cheeks were slightly red under the cover of the teacup.

...this stupid dog.

Song Shu rubbed his ears, and suddenly there was a special bamboo flute sound outside the window.

He was slightly taken aback, as if he had thought of something, the crimson color on his face faded, and his eyes quickly became calm.

Flying up to a corner of the abandoned hall, Song Shu saw a familiar man.The other party was dressed in the most common bodyguard clothing, with an outstanding temperament and appearance, and he was looking at him with a smile that was not a smile:

"I heard that the fourth prince is like a fish in water in the palace, and is deeply favored by Emperor Huan...Why, could it be that he is so happy to miss Shu, that he has forgotten the mission entrusted by the monarch?"