Raising a Dog is Better than Palace Fight Chapter 51

Chapter 51 Getting along (1)

　　The man's hand hugged her tightly, as if he was afraid of losing something. There was a calm smile on the face resting on his shoulder, and his frown had long since relaxed, making him look a little childish and fragile. This is definitely not the emperor he once knew!

　　Meng Sangyu held his breath and carefully observed the man's handsome face, his eyes lingering on his chin and behind his ears, trying to find traces of disguise. Although her reason told her that this person was real, she had to doubt his authenticity due to his frequent convulsions.

　　Slowly and carefully, she reached out her hand and touched the man's chin. The newly grown stubble pricked the hands, and the delicate palms were numb and itchy, a very subtle feeling. There is no trace of disguise powder, and it is impossible to grow a beard while wearing a mask. She let out a breath and wanted to stop.

　　Unfortunately, the man woke up at this moment, and looked at her with a pair of dark eyes, without the slightest hint of confusion as he had just woken up. He is very alert and easily awakened. However, Sang Yu is the most special existence to him, and his body naturally accepts her approach. But my cheeks kept being groped, and I had to wake up even if I fell asleep again.

　　Seeing the woman's pretty face so close, he seemed to have returned to the time when the two of them got along day and night and were inseparable. His eyes suddenly shone with a stunning light, and he held her cheek and kissed her like he did every morning before. . From the delicate lips to the snow-white teeth, he pried open the teeth and couldn't wait to hook her smooth tongue. Emperor Zhou Wu sighed with satisfaction. This was undoubtedly the most wonderful morning after returning to his soul.

　　"Your Majesty, you still have injuries on your shoulders, and my concubine's body has not recovered yet!" Meng Sangyu gasped and reminded after finally getting rid of his passionate kiss. She could feel the man's thick erection bouncing between her legs. Because of her innocent body, she could imagine being his special favorite for some time in the future. She didn't feel any humiliation in her heart, but felt a little happy. If something happened to her father, her favor would make her mother and brother feel better, and prevent the Meng family from decline. Equivalent exchange, that's all.

　　"My injury is fine, when will you recover?" Emperor Wu of Zhou asked in a hoarse voice as he reluctantly kissed the woman's crimson lips.

　　"Mr. Du said that she will be cured after a few more medicines." Meng Sangyu turned her head to avoid it, and the man's lips fell on her white earlobe. The man was very clever and used his teeth to gently grind the ear bead with a fascinated expression.

　　"How long will it take if I drink a few more pills?" Emperor Wu of Zhou asked persistently, grabbing her chin and making her face him.

　　"About seven or eight days." Meng Sangyu had to look directly into his eyes, and when she saw the deep and unpredictable emotions in his eyes, she suddenly felt a little frightened.

　　"My shoulder injury should be healed in seven or eight days, just in time." Emperor Zhou Wu took a deep breath, hugged the fragrant and charming body in his arms, and reluctantly let go after a long while.

　　"Your Majesty, it's time to get up. I'll help you change your clothes." Seeing that he finally calmed down, Meng Sangyu breathed an invisible sigh and quickly got up from the dragon bed.

　　"Yes." The man whispered, his voice sounded very pleasant. Seeing some slight wrinkles in her clothes, he spontaneously smoothed them out and planted a kiss on her cheek. This scene is so similar to the way modern couples get along. There is equality in the intimacy, which makes Meng Sangyu lose his mind for a moment.

　　When she was lost in thought, Emperor Zhou Wu took the clothes from her hand with a smile and put them on himself. Meng Sangyu blinked and quickly twisted a handkerchief to clean his face and hands.

　　"Your Majesty, do you still want me to feed you?" Meng Sangyu asked hesitantly as he walked to the steaming breakfast.

　　"Sit down and eat with me." Emperor Zhou Wu smiled and pulled her to sit next to him. The two of them were so close that they could feel each other's body temperature. This made him feel even happier.

　　"These are your favorite foods. Eat more. You've lost a lot of weight these days." While serving Sang Yu the dishes, he looked at her slightly thin cheeks with distress.

　　I haven’t seen you for five months. How do you know I’ve lost weight recently? Sweet words are indeed the innate skills of a scumbag! Meng Sangyu cursed in her heart, but looked shy on her face. She thanked the man and concentrated on eating. After taking a quick look, she realized that every food on the table was her favorite.

　　"Eat it, it won't taste good when it's cold." Emperor Wu of Zhou smiled and gave her another piece of pastry, but he didn't take a few bites. His deep eyes were almost glued to the woman's body and he couldn't take them off. He missed this kind of plain and warm life so much.

　　Meng Sangyu has found a way to get along with the Emperor of the Wind, that is, "Let him smoke, let him smoke, the breeze blows on the hills, let him go crazy, let him go crazy, and the bright moon shines on the river." She just needs to do her own thing, and he will do it soon. Back to normal.

　　Sure enough, after breakfast, Emperor Wu of Zhou began to review the memorial. The man sitting behind the royal table has thick eyebrows and a focused expression. He is clearly a diligent and promising monarch, without any trace of the love between his children. He had only been back for three days, and several major events had already broken out in the court. One was that Gansu Admiral Xie Zhenghao was assassinated, and the Zhou army changed generals on the spot and attacked the barbarian imperial court; They were demoted one after another and replaced by unknown newcomers; third, the imperial court was about to establish a new yamen, called Jinyiwei, whose authority would rise above the six ministries and be directly commanded by the emperor, greatly concentrating the imperial power; fourth, Taishi Shen was in charge The Qiu Wei who hosted it had a scandal about leaking the title. The results of the Qiu Wei were canceled and will be held at the same time as the spring next year.

　　After several major actions in succession, the negative influence of the false emperor's previous incompetence and addiction to women was completely eliminated. The courtiers once again saw the wise, powerful and strategizing emperor in the past. The ministers who were loyal to the royal family celebrated and fished in troubled waters, while the sycophants in the camp began to panic.

　　Meng Sangyu sat at the bottom, thinking about Emperor Wu of Zhou's recent actions, and had to admit that without this man at the helm, the Great Zhou Dynasty would surely fall into chaos. Seeing that the man was concentrating on government affairs, she stood up, knelt down and said goodbye, "The emperor is busy with government affairs, so I will leave first. I also ask the emperor to take care of your health and take a rest every half hour."

　　"Don't leave Sang Yu, stay with me." Having become accustomed to being in the same room with Sang Yu, Emperor Wu of Zhou finally realized that this was the Qianqing Palace. If he was busy with government affairs, it would be embarrassing for Sang Yu to have nothing to do.

　　"Please help me sort out the memorials." Seeing Sang Yu Yingying's eyes full of questions, he patted the pile of memorials in his hand and said.

　　"I can't see the memorial. I don't dare." Meng Sangyu quickly refused. The political power was almost taken away by a woman, but she didn't believe that this man didn't have any psychological shadow. If she encounters these cheats, this person will be in a bad mood in the future and will inevitably become suspicious again.

　　Emperor Zhou Wu was stunned for a moment, then he immediately understood her concerns, held his forehead and smiled helplessly. His Sangyu is always so cautious, taking one step at a time and seeing a hundred steps. Yes, he did have a taboo against women participating in politics, but this did not include Sang Yu. He believed in Sang Yu just as he believed in himself.

　　"That's all, then help me prune this potted plant." Not wanting to embarrass Sangyu, he pointed to a small potted plant on the desk.

　　"Yes." Meng Sangyu promised, picking up the potted plant and looking around, and suddenly remembered the previous scene with Abao. One of them was pruning, the other was tidying up, and they worked together so well. Those were the most fulfilling and happy days since she entered the palace.

　　Emperor Zhou Wu squinted his eyes, obviously being reminded of some memories. He immediately took away the potted plant and whispered, "Let me trim this potted plant with you when I am free. You..." He paused, his eyes brightened, "Just sew a sachet for me, come on This time I obliged."

　　"But I don't have any tools." Meng Sangyu spread his hands. She had become immune to men's convulsions.

　　"Chang Xi, go to Bixiao Palace and get your queen's sewing box." Emperor Wu of Zhou looked at Chang Xi who was standing in the corner.

　　The sewing box was delivered to Meng Sangyu as quickly as possible. The man picked through the box and failed to select a piece of fabric that he liked, so he asked Chang Xi to go to his private treasury to find a piece of bright yellow brocade.

　　"Just use this piece of cloth and make two identical ones, one for you and one for me." The man suggested enthusiastically, gesturing with his hands as to the size and shape of the sachet.

　　"Your Majesty," Meng Sangyu said coquettishly, her raised phoenix eyes making people panic, "This satin is bright yellow. Does Your Majesty want to harm my concubine to exceed the rules?" This man is here again, trying to push her to the forefront again.

　　"How could it be?" Emperor Zhou Wu's voice was hoarse and his mouth was bitter. After a country, it is also qualified to use bright yellow, but if he says it, will Sang Yu believe it? She is so smart, and because she is so smart, she thinks about everything in a complicated way. His sudden change of attitude might mean he has bad intentions in her eyes! He really didn't know what to do, so he could only grind slowly bit by bit, letting Sang Yu see his intentions clearly bit by bit.

　　"I was negligent. Then use this dark purple piece to make two identical ones." Throwing the bright yellow brocade aside, Emperor Zhou Wu's smile was faintly bitter.

　　"Okay, do you want the scent to be the same?" Meng Sangyu was satisfied and asked with a smile.

　　"Same, not ambergris, just your favorite flower scent." Pulling himself together, Emperor Zhou Wu touched her smiling face. That's all, as long as you are by my side, I will have a lifetime to open up your defenses.

　　"Sit next to me, it will be warm." He pulled the woman to the empty seat next to him. In the past, he always nestled directly in Sang Yu's arms. He was already used to being close to each other. It was really strange to see Sang Yu sitting so far away. If it weren't for the fact that he was holding someone in his arms and it was inconvenient to write, he wished he could hold Sang Yu in his arms all the time.

　　"Will it disturb the emperor's approval of the documents?" Her buttocks were pressed against the man's strong thighs, and the hot body temperature was continuously transmitted through the fabric. Meng Sangyu moved uncomfortably. She found that Emperor Tongfeng liked to cling to herself, as if he had skin hunger syndrome.

　　"No." The man smiled, leaned over and licked her pink lips, and then began to review the memorial.

　　Meng Sangyu was already quite calm about the man's surprise attack. She wiped the wetness from her lips gracefully, lowered her head and concentrated on sewing the sachet. The hall was quiet for a while, and a thick warm atmosphere lingered around the two of them.

　　Chang Xi in the corner secretly looked at the two people who were concentrating on each other, and thought to himself: The relationship between the Emperor and Concubine De is really good. They look like an old married couple among the people.

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

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