Raising a Dog is Better than Palace Fight Chapter 19

Chapter 19 Sleeping (1)

    Meng Sangyu was lying on the soft couch with A Bao in his arms. Due to the sudden drop in temperature, earthworms were already burning in the palace, making it very comfortable. She was only wearing a thin coat, and she wrapped A Bao in the coat, revealing only a dog's head wearing a small hat. One person and the other dog were eating a piece of soft cake, and they were reading a miscellany. The look was very funny. .

　　Emperor Zhou Wu was sandwiched between two plump balls of soft flesh, with an alluring body fragrance on his nose. It was really painful and pleasurable. He couldn't help but want to touch the woman's body, but when he saw his paws wrapped like rice dumplings, he had to stop and try his best to focus on books.

　　"Your Majesty, someone from the Respecting Room just now informed me that the Emperor will visit Bixiao Palace tonight. Please be prepared." The blue water surface was as heavy as water as he came in. I thought that my master had finally fallen out of favor and that the hard days of fighting for favor had finally stopped, but I didn’t expect that this dog emperor would go back on his promise!

　　"Plop~" Meng Sangyu didn't swallow a mouthful of pastry and squirted out all of it.

　　"Isn't he dying?" She grabbed her disheveled hair and shouted in disbelief!

　　"Woof woof woof..." Emperor Zhou Wu roared at the top of his lungs. He's just a fake, who gave him the courage? How dare you touch my mulberry tree? ! The overwhelming anger boiling in his eyes almost dyed Abao's dark eyes red.

　　Meng Sangyu quickly patted his head to comfort him, and lowered his voice and said harshly, "What a scumbag! Why didn't he show off his power on his White Lotus, and why did he come to me? Humph! But he asked me to take over for White Lotus. An idea to ward off disaster! The clay figurines also have a certain earthy nature, so I’m going on strike! I’m quitting!”

　　Sang Yu, well said! Emperor Zhou Wu followed Wang Wang in agreement, not even noticing that the scumbag in her mouth was referring to him.

　　"Mother, how should we deal with it?" Nanny Feng asked actively. She used to be a pioneer in inviting favors, but after learning the truth, she changed her job to a pioneer in refusing favors.

　　"Go, take out the red pill I put at the bottom of the box. I got it from Dr. Qu, who has retired. It's just right for use now." Meng Sangyu quickly calmed down and pointed to a box cage and said to Bishui.

　　Emperor Wu of Zhou was infected by her, and the depression in his eyes subsided slightly. He had already figured it out. Without Shen Huiru's instructions, how could the fake be so bold and try to get involved in his harem? This is a capital crime of confiscating a family and exterminating a clan! It seems that the Shen family has completely betrayed themselves! They are trying to change the day and then the dynasty!

　　He clenched his front paws unconsciously, and the heart-wrenching pain could not calm down the fierce anger welling up in his heart. The last bit of friendship towards Shen Huiru and Grand Master Shen also disappeared in the burning anger.

　　Fortunately, there is Yan Junwei who will never betray him, so he still retains a glimmer of hope! If he dies, Junwei will not be able to survive alone. He will kill all the rebels one by one, and then return the token of the secret guard commander to the Queen Mother before committing suicide. But now Junwei has no movement, which shows that his body is still safe. Thinking of this, he raised his head to look at Meng Sangyu, hesitating in his heart whether to tell the other person his true identity. Will letting her get involved in this matter bring her danger? He hesitated.

　　Just when he hesitated for a moment, Meng Sangyu had already taken him out of his small coat and said with a frown, "A Bao has been very agitated recently. He tossed and turned in his sleep at night and seemed very anxious. Could this be the estrus? But the poodle's Shouldn't the earliest period of estrus be four months? Po is only three months old, right?"

　　As she spoke, she turned Abao over to look at his smoothly shaved penis, and then smiled reassuringly, "It's okay that he's not in heat! Going into heat too early will lead to poor physical development. Don't worry, Abao, wait. When you are old enough, I will definitely find you a cute wife!" She said as she fiddled with the cute gadget with her fingers.

　　Nanny Feng and Yin Cui both lowered their heads, unable to bear to look at their master's wretched appearance.

　　Emperor Wu of Zhou covered his face with his paws. The villain in his heart had turned the color of pig liver, and wisps of green smoke were rising from his head. His hesitant heart immediately became firm - in this life, he would not be able to beat him to death. I won’t tell Sang Yu that I was once Abao! He can't afford to lose that person!

　　Unknowingly, the rage and murderous intent in his heart dissipated, leaving only deep helplessness and a touch of love. This woman can always make him forget those troublesome things!

　　"Empress, is this it?" Bishui came over holding a small black brocade box, opened the lid and asked.

　　"Yes, that's it." Meng Sangyu let go of Abao, who was covering his face with his front paws, looking extremely cute, and took up the pills and water in a good mood and swallowed them.

　　"Mother, what exactly is the effect of this medicine?" Nanny Feng asked worriedly.

　　"Two hours after taking this medicine, the letter period will come early, and it will happen intermittently for several months." Meng Sangyu looked at the hourglass on the small table and muttered, "The emperor will come in one hour. Before he comes to visit me, Before, we had to delay it for another hour, waiting for the effect of the medicine to take effect. Didn't it mean that he was inoperable? How could he be able to do it again? It's really disappointing! However, Li Shujing is definitely more disappointed than me!" After that, , she burst into laughter.

　　Desperate for his woman, Emperor Zhou Wu put down his stiff front paws, his dog face twisted, and he didn't know what kind of expression he should make. But now he has been trapped in the quagmire of a loyal dog and cannot extricate himself. He can't even feel the slightest anger. He only thinks that he will love Sang Yu well after returning to his soul, so that her little mouth can no longer say anything except moans. Discourse.

　　Thinking of this, he felt an itch coming from his nose, and he quickly licked the warmth from his nose before Meng Sangyu noticed it. After licking it, he felt depressed again. He actually eats his own nosebleed? Oh my god! This piece of black history will definitely be tied up with a thousand-pound iron ball and sunk into the Yalong River!

　　Seeing Abao shivering, Grandma Feng thought he was cold, so she pulled a small piece of cotton cloth to cover his belly, and then asked, "How many months will the letter last? Madam, will it have any impact on your health?"

　　"No, my father saved Dr. Qu's son. In order to repay his kindness, Dr. Qu secretly diagnosed my pulse. It was he who told me the secret of the decoction given by the emperor. This medicine is not poisonous, but it can infect my body. Part of the accumulated poison is discharged, which is a good thing for health. When the poison is almost discharged, the period will naturally stop. I didn’t want children at that time, so I kept it useless. After a few months passed, Li Shujing and Shen Huiru must have The battle has been settled." Meng Sangyu said slowly.

　　Nanny Feng, Bishui, and Yincui all showed relieved expressions.

　　Doctor Qu... silently wrote down this grateful name. Emperor Wu of Zhou covered his little heart with his front paws, and his distorted dog face finally returned to normal.

　　The emperor didn't arrive for another hour, but Meng Sangyu couldn't just sit there. He had to bathe, change clothes, incense himself, dress up brightly, and pick him up at the gate of the palace two-quarters of an hour in advance.

　　Emperor Wu of Zhou's four claws had not yet recovered and could not walk, so he was placed in a willow basket next to his couch. There is a huge gauze screen opposite the couch. Behind the screen, the mist is thick and the water is gurgling. You can vaguely see a graceful figure sitting in the tub and lazily playing with the water. The strong floral fragrance penetrated his nostrils with a hint of moisture and invaded his heart, making Emperor Zhou Wu's heart beat wildly.

　　He stared at the huge screen uncontrollably, his dark eyes emitting a dim light, and his burning gaze wished he could penetrate the gauze and see the beautiful figure hidden behind it.

　　After a long time, the sound of rushing water stopped, and a shallow figure stood up from the bucket, reflected on the screen. The figure is slender, concave and convex, with plump and round breasts, a waist that can be grasped, a flat and smooth abdomen, straight and slender legs...everywhere has a charming aura. Inadvertently, the little girl had grown up, but I missed every moment of her growth.

　　Realizing this, the dim light in Emperor Zhou Wu's eyes dimmed, his head was buried in his front paws, and his curled up figure looked very lonely.

　　After a while, Meng Sangyu came out wearing a pure white undergarment and an open-front tulle robe. She picked up Ah Bao in the willow basket and sat in front of the dressing table to let Aunt Feng and Bishui take care of her hair. Black hair.

　　Being carried into a familiar embrace, Emperor Zhou Wu immediately broke away from his low mood and stretched out his paws to pick up a strand of black hair hanging in front of his eyes. If I had the hands, I should take care of these three thousand black hairs myself. He thought silently, recalling that Sang Yu's beauty would soon be glimpsed or even touched by a fake of unknown origin, and a hint of murderous intent could not help but leak out of his dark eyes.

　　He calmed down, hugged the strands of hair with his front paws, put it to his nose and smelled it carefully. While secretly intoxicated, he thought about recovering from his injury as soon as possible and contacting Yan Junwei through the secret passage in the Royal Garden. The Shen family has shown a tendency to be rebellious, and Junwei will definitely try his best to send his body out of the palace. However, when the fake emperor is in power, he will also come into the palace every once in a while to investigate. All he has to do is write a letter Just put the note into the groove they often use to pass messages in the secret passage. Junwei will find out sooner or later.

　　"Just a simple bun with hanging clouds and a peony hairpin. I will do the makeup myself." In a trance, the woman's lazy and casual voice sounded, and a strand of hair was snatched away from her claws.

　　Emperor Zhou Wu frowned and snorted dissatisfiedly. In exchange for Meng Sangyu's gentle caress, his wet nose was lightly scratched. A touch of joy rose uncontrollably from his heart. He bit the finger, grinding it bit by bit with his teeth, unwilling to let go.

　　"Okay, just watch. I'm going to put on makeup." Meng Sangyu retracted his fingers with a chuckle. He placed Ah Bao on the dressing table, picked up a bottle of snow cream and applied it carefully on his face...

　　The already fair complexion has become even whiter and looks a little sickly. With bright red lipstick and thick eyeliner, although this face is still beautiful, it is a little more craftsmanship and a little less agile and natural. Emperor Wu of Zhou looked at this stereotyped face and felt bitter in his heart: It is said that a woman's appearance pleases her, but Sang Yu never thought of showing her most beautiful side in front of me, which shows that she has no intention of pleasing me at all!

　　The bitter feeling was interrupted by the coolness in the corners of his eyes. When Emperor Zhou Wu came back to his senses, he saw Meng Sangyu holding a charcoal pencil and quickly drawing three lines on the corners of his eyes, with a sly smile on his lips. He reflexively stretched out his front paws to scratch.

　　"No scratching is allowed, there will be no food if you scratch it!" Meng Sangyu threatened with a tigerish face, but his clear eyes were full of smiles.

　　Emperor Zhou Wu was stunned and immediately put down his paw.

　　"So good!" After kissing Abao's little mouth, Meng Sangyu unceremoniously drew three lines on the other corner of his eye, and then burst into laughter.

　　"Ah, what happened to Abao? Is he aging prematurely?" Bishui and Yincui also suppressed their blushes and teased with trembling voices. The clean-shaven dog's face is pink and tender, with three thick black crow's feet at the corners of both eyes. The image is so joyful and makes people laugh.

　　Emperor Wu of Zhou could imagine his funny image. He was filled with black air, turned around stiffly, and faced Meng Sangyu with his buttocks. However, there was deep endearment hidden in his eyes as he looked at the beautiful figure in the glass mirror. If sacrificing his image could bring her a smile, he would be willing to do so.

- Extracting MTL from raw by Du Xian'er (Poison❀Fairy) -

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