Dressed as a palace cat butler

The next day.

Fang Tishuang slept until the sun was high and did not get up. When she woke up, her head was swollen and she had a severe headache.

He leaned against the head of the bed and sat quietly for a while, then the bad things that happened last night flooded up like a tide.

Let His Majesty catch him drunk on the bed in the wing of the brothel, but what did they do after they came back last night?To be precise, it should be Pei Ye who did something to him.

Fang Tishuang couldn't help but lowered her head, her face flushed red.

At the same time, Wan'er came in with a copper basin, and asked softly, "Master, is he awake? Hurry up and wash up and have a meal. The sage asked for leave for you today, and wants you to go to the main hall to see him after you wake up."

"I don't want it," Fang Tishuang resolutely refused, "I won't see him."

"The sage said," Wan'er was a little embarrassed, "If you refuse to go, your crime will be aggravated, and Master You and Mr. Jiang will be invited in to interrogate you."

Fang Tishuang threw off the brocade quilt annoyed, and then jumped out of the bed with her bare feet. Wan'er quickly put the copper basin aside, grabbed a pair of boots not far away and put them on for him.

"What's the matter?" Wan'er asked a little puzzled, "It should be a happy thing for the saint to return to the palace, why did he stay silent last night, and His Majesty has been cold-faced since he woke up this morning. Where did you get so angry? Master, how did you provoke His Majesty?"

Fang Tishuang picked up the cotton towel hanging on the copper basin and wiped her face, then murmured: "I followed Pei Yi and the others to stroll around Pingkangfang. , I was wronged."

Wan'er's eyes widened in surprise, she didn't say anything, but she thought in her heart that if her master was punished, she wouldn't be wronged at all.

After Fang Tishuang washed up, she took a mouthful of plain noodles without any appetite, and then drank a bowl of hangover soup, then went into the main hall hesitantly.

There were not many waiters in the main hall, and as soon as Fang Tishuang showed up, Pei Ye dismissed all the palace servants.

When the palace people retreated, Pei Ye pointed to a small bench in front of the table with his chin: "Sit."

Fang Tishuang was feeling guilty at the moment, so she didn't dare to show her teeth and claws like a baby, so she obediently walked to the edge of the stool, and sat down obediently.

"When Gu was away, what mistakes did you commit?" Pei Ye looked at him and said slowly, "It's true."

Fang Tishuang lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him, and she didn't say anything for a long time.

His Majesty is very satisfied with his current attitude, and thinks that he is so guilty because he knows from the bottom of his heart that he has made a mistake.

But after a long while, he still stood there without looking at him, and Pei Ye became a little unhappy. He knew Fang Tishuang too well, and he usually had such an open-mouthed temper. If he made a mistake, he kept silent. The truth of the language?

If he kept his head down in silence, Pei Ye would almost think he had fallen asleep.

"Speak." He deliberately grabbed the paperweight and slapped it hard, and then ordered in a cold voice.

Fang Tishuang was taken aback, and then she opened her mouth, and said in a short voice: "I shouldn't go to the brothel to eat flowers and wine, and I shouldn't go back to the palace so late."

Pei Ye continued to ask: "What else?"

Fang Tishuang thought about it carefully, and never thought of any fault she had, so she shook her head and said, "It's gone."

"It's gone?" Pei Ye leaned over and looked at him with certainty, "Guke heard people say that you have been walking very close to Lu Xu, the second son of the Minister of Rites, and he even invited you to visit him." Looking at the paintings at the house."

Fang Tishuang said frankly: "I didn't agree, I was very measured in my heart, and I didn't get too close. I just talked to him a few more words, because he likes my paintings very much, so I talked to him more. A few words."

"Then what happened last night?" Pei Ye continued to ask, "When you were in the same room with that young man, why did he stay in the room?"

Fang Yishuang looked up and saw his serious look, so she didn't dare to be serious: "I don't know, I was drunk, he helped me into the wing with the young man, and then...then Your Majesty Here we come."

He deliberately omitted a few times of tugging, because he was afraid that Pei Ye would get angry at him because of this.

"That's it? Did that bastard Lu Xu touch you?" Pei Ye asked bluntly.

Fang Tishuang shook her head quickly, and said sweetly on purpose: "I explained it to him at the dinner table, I already have His Majesty in my heart, and I can no longer get close to others."

Sure enough, His Majesty was very satisfied with his answer, and his cold expression slightly loosened.

Immediately afterwards, Pei Ye in the hall waved to him: "Come on."

Fang Tishuang hurriedly left the small hard bench, ran up a few steps, then threw herself into Pei Ye's arms, wrapped her arms around his back, and then looked up at his face carefully.

After a while, Fang Tishuang suddenly said with some distress: "Your Majesty, you have lost weight."

Pei Ye calmly measured his waistline, then pinched his face, and then deliberately pretended to be pitiful: "Gu Lu hurried back to see you, the horse is exhausted Two, can you not lose weight?"

Without waiting for Fang Tishuang to answer, he said again: "It's good for you, you are so happy outside, you won't even write a letter to your family later."

"I'm...very busy," Fang Tishuang smiled a little embarrassedly, feeling extremely guilty, "Since His Majesty is back, I won't go out there anymore. You were not here before, I stay alone in this Daming Palace, I am bored and bored, and I am still afraid at night, how can I go out of the palace to have some fun."

Pei Ye believed what he said.

After placing Fang Tishuang on the small bed last night, he returned to the other side of the screen.

I saw that the bed he used to sleep on was densely packed with the sets of clothes he often wore in summer and autumn, like a kitten building a nest, forming a messy round nest that only accommodated one person.

Fang Tishuang paused, then stretched out her hand to rub Pei Ye's clean-shaven chin, pretending to ask casually: "Your Majesty, what did you do to that young lady and Lu Xu?"

Pei Ye lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips, then said softly, "Caught him."

"The young man is not very old, so he must have no choice but to come out to do such a business," Fang Tishuang clung to him, whispering softly, "It's dark again in the prison, he stays all night, I'm afraid I'm going to be scared to death."

Pei Ye didn't take it seriously: "He saw your cat ears, if you let him out, what if he spreads it around and others?"

Fang Tishuang also showed a bit of distress when he heard the words, and then he patted his head lightly, feeling very angry at his pair of unsatisfactory cat ears.

"Then tell him that he was wrong." Fang Tishuang tried hard to remember for him, "It was so dark in the wing room last night, he must not have seen it clearly, or let General Su scare him again." Him, tell him not to talk nonsense after he goes out."

It's not that Pei Ye couldn't think of these methods, but he just found them troublesome. He didn't bother to think about such a cheap male whore.

What's more, last night, he was as hands-on as Fang Tishuang. If the emperor could restrain himself, it would be good if he didn't kill him. How could he send him back properly?

"What do you care about him?" Pei Ye said coldly, "He won't be short of food and drink in prison, and keeping him alive is already a kindness."

Fang Tishuang didn't agree with him at all that he didn't treat people under good status as human beings. He felt that his Majesty was good at everything, but he was extremely feudal and seemed a bit inhuman.

"He didn't do anything wrong, didn't I tell him not to touch me?" Fang Tishuang moved his emotions with reason, "Besides, if my aunt had been cruel back then, she would have sold me into a brothel too. Go, now I am the same as him, and I also want to be humiliated and killed..."

He was only halfway through his words when he was stopped by Pei Ye: "Say such an unlucky thing again, you have to curse yourself to death, don't you?"

Even though such a thing did not happen to Fang Tishuang, Pei Yeguang felt terrified just thinking about it.

Seeing that his attitude was loose, Fang Tishuang deliberately poked him in the heart: "It's just a matter of one thought, the number of places to enter the palace as an eunuch is only a little bit, and I'm not yet a man, so it's better to be sold into a brothel It’s worth selling on the black market.”

Pei Ye suddenly pinched his mouth again, pinched him into a flat-billed duck, looked at him again, and then said helplessly: "I know, I will interrogate him in a while, and let someone send him back .”

Fang Tishuang immediately smiled, then rushed forward and kissed him hard on the cheek: "Your Majesty is very kind."

He paused, then suddenly said: "Then Lu Xu didn't do anything wrong... Why don't your majesty let him go together?"

Pei Ye glanced at him, and then said coldly: "Why do you have so many things to ask for? He is a son of Shang Shu, so it is possible that he was also forced by others, and there is something pitiful about it?"

"He's a fan of my paintings," Fang Tishuang said, feeling a little excited in her heart. She wanted to show Pei Ye how popular her paintings were, but she was afraid that he would find out if she wanted to. I vented my anger on Lu Xu, so I had no choice but to restrain myself and say, "Lu Xu bought a lot of my paintings. He is a person who knows how to paint. It's a pity to lock him up."

Pei Ye glanced at him nonchalantly, and asked, "Is he praising your painting, or the person praising you?"

Before Fang Tishuang could answer, he asked again: "He has so many mistresses at home, and he always only prostitutes men outside, and never touches women. Do you think he really loves your paintings?"

Pei Ye was a little angry, so his tone was somewhat unpleasant.

Fang Tishuang just felt ashamed in his heart, so he let him scold him. Hearing him say this now, he didn't know where his anger was aroused, and he immediately blew up: "Those paintings are not his. I bought it after meeting me, because I thought it was good before, otherwise what would he buy it for? Could it be used as firewood?"

"Your Majesty is talking about it, but he looks down on my paintings!" Fang Tishuang was so angry that she pushed him away, and retreated to the side not far or near.

Pei Ye stood up and wanted to grab his shoulder: "Where did you realize this meaning? Who despises your paintings? Come back!"

"You obviously think so," Fang Tishuang's back of the head was still swollen, and it would hurt if she yelled louder. As soon as she and Pei Ye yelled, she felt extremely wronged, her eyes were shallow, and she couldn't help it at all. Tears, "Your Majesty just feels that if it weren't for my face, other people would not take a second look at my broken painting, right?"

"Gu no..." Pei Ye's temper was completely wiped out by his inexplicable outburst, "It was Gu who said the wrong thing, don't be angry, okay?"

Only then did Fang Tishuang let out a heavy "hum", and then let him catch her to wipe away her tears, and finally said proudly: "My painting is the best in the world, you must not look down on it."

"How dare Gu look down on you," Pei Ye sighed softly, "You can say anything according to you, you are Gu's pro-ancestor."

Fang Tishuang's tears dried up, so she stuck to him again, grabbed his neck and asked, "I am your ancestor, so why don't you call me Aweng?"

He laughed so hatefully, as if he had forgotten all his mistakes just now, His Majesty glared at him, almost wanting to rub him to the ground, roll him a few more times and throw him into the courtyard: "The skin is itchy again? No? If you continue to mess around, Gu Ke will really punish you."

"Punish me," Fang Tishuang shook her head reassuringly, "It's best to put me in that dark cell too, and His Majesty will never have to see me again."

Pei Ye glanced outside, and then called out: "Su Jing..."

"What are you doing?" Fang Tishuang quickly covered his mouth, and then hurriedly looked outside, "I'm just joking!"

"Su..."

"Okay, okay," Fang Tishuang stood on tiptoe, and kissed him again, "I was wrong, I won't say such a thing, don't bother General Su, good majesty."

Pei Ye smiled, and then he let go.