Author: Stir-fried fat chestnuts with sugar

"…………"

Great, he just didn’t listen!

The little man who was being held against his will had a dark look in his eyes.

Brother...brother, right...

She snorted in her heart - a brother is a brother, if he is capable, he will be his brother for the rest of his life.

Throwing away the childish rattle, she turned around and buried herself in his arms, hugging him tightly, whispering, "Brother is so kind."

The big hand that kept touching her face suddenly paused.

Leaning in his arms, she could hear his heartbeat, "thump - thump -" beating very powerfully.

Strong and powerful, if you listen carefully, you can even tell that his heartbeat is a little erratic at the moment.

His face was expressionless, he lowered his head and his eyes were deep.

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During the next trip, perhaps because of the stimulation of the rattle, the little girl always called him brother extra sweetly.

He took her to eat and wiped her mouth, and she said: "Thank you, brother~"

He held her hand and took her to see lanterns and pray at the Moon Temple. She said, "Brother, please wait a little longer, I still want to play~"

The two of them left the city together and went to the outskirts of the city to see the sweet-scented osmanthus.

There are not many people outside the city, but there are still a few people.

Seeing the older and younger people walking out hand in hand, people passing by laughed and said, "These brother and sister have such a good relationship. The younger sister must be very clingy to her older brother, right?"

"Click——"

A branch of the sweet-scented osmanthus suddenly broke.

The brother in question had an expressionless face and cold eyes. The broken osmanthus branch in his hand was split into two and fell to the ground.

"..." The beautiful and innocent-looking sister looked at the passersby and then at the person who had been holding her hand.

He suppressed his laughter, acted seriously, and pretended to be ignorant.

"Brother, what's wrong? What are you looking at?"

The man called brother said nothing, bent down and picked her up.

"Nothing." He said calmly.

"Let's go to the side. The flowers bloom better next to it."

"...Oh..." She lay on his shoulder, where he couldn't see her, smiling like a particularly naughty little fox.

Brother...brother...

Well, she likes this title now.

"elder brother."

"..."

"Brother." She called in a particularly clinging tone.

"...Hmm." He was trying to calm himself down.

"Brother is so kind. I like him very much," she added, "My lord is Si Si's best and favorite brother."

"...Click——"

The branches that fell on the ground, I don’t know where they landed, and another one was trampled off.

Heavy.

Yun Si almost laughed out loud.

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At this time, there was a feast in the palace.

The singing and dancing on the stage were lively, and silk and bamboo were circling around the ears. Under the stage, Sun Muzhen, who was sitting next to the emperor, glanced at the empty seat not far away and seemed to mention it casually.

"Your Majesty, why is Mr. Pei still busy at this time? Although there are many things to do, he can't even get enough to eat. Don't let others think that our royal family has treated him badly."

The emperor, sitting on the dragon chair in the center, was drinking wine and admiring the graceful dancing of the singer on the stage.

Hearing her words, he answered casually: "Oh, Pei Aiqing is feeling unwell and has gone back to rest."

Today's emperor loves to play with literature, calligraphy and painting. He is often obsessed with music and poetry, and does not care about political affairs.

Almost all political affairs were left to Pei Tingwen.

Even if he sees clearly that his power has fallen by the wayside and become more and more empty, it doesn't matter to him.

Just focus on your own hobbies and don't care about anything else.
Chapter completed!