Raising a Dog is Better than Palace Fight Chapter 70

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　　Emperor Zhou Wu kept giggling and didn't notice Meng Sangyu's strange looking eyes. When he was happy enough, he pinched the woman's pointed nose and asked softly, "Why are you angry, huh?"

　　"Nothing." Meng Sangyu tilted her head to avoid his wanton hand, her tone a little impatient. She has never been a fool who is willing to be taken advantage of. This time, she wants to see how much benefit she can get from a man. Moreover, the man's attitude towards her is very thought-provoking. She must re-test the bottom line of the man's tolerance for her. Only by stepping on this bottom line can she behave in the future.

　　"You don't tell me but I know it, right? It's for those women, right?" Emperor Zhou Wu grabbed her chin and kissed her forcefully on the lips, his expression hinting of pride. Unexpectedly, Sang Yu would be jealous of him, and he wanted to laugh again.

　　Meng Sangyu narrowed his black and white eyes slightly and glared at the man, his attitude could not be called respectful. This can also be regarded as a kind of test to test the man's tolerance for her.

　　Emperor Zhou Wu didn't take it seriously and started to laugh sullenly again. He put his cheek against hers and rubbed her cheek, and solemnly promised, "Don't be angry. It won't be long before they stop bothering you." When he finished speaking, his dark eyes A faint light flashed quickly.

　　Yes, the draft will start in the spring, so you don’t need me as a shield! Meng Sangyu secretly laughed, and his already depressed mood became even worse. She broke away from his arms and said, "I can handle it myself. I don't need to worry about the emperor! Get up, I have to deal with the palace affairs!"

　　This time I even forgot to say the word "concubine". Emperor Zhou Wu thought to himself with satisfaction, loosened his hands and said softly, "Okay, I won't bother you, the little guy has such a bad temper!"

　　You are just a kid, and your whole family is a kid! The nickname was too disgusting, and the man's tone was too doting. Meng Sangyu trembled, smoothed the goosebumps on the back of his hands, picked up the account book and flipped through it, with a dark light flowing in his slightly narrowed eyes. It seems that the man's tolerance for her is very high, but I don't know how high it is.

　　She looked at the man with complicated eyes, and was rewarded with a hearty smile. This smile was extremely simple, even a little silly, but it made her heart tremble inexplicably. She quickly lowered her head and focused on the account books, but the tips of her ears quietly turned red.

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　　After finishing the work, the two walked hand in hand towards Bixiao Palace. In the past, I could always meet many well-dressed concubines along the way, but today I didn't see even half of them. Meng Sangyu raised his eyebrows in surprise, and seemed to realize something when he saw the sudden increase in the number of guards on both sides of the road.

　　"When you come to Qianqing Palace in the future, take this road. They will not dare to bother you." Squeezing the woman's hand, the man said in a flattering tone.

　　Meng Sangyu nodded and glanced at the man with the corner of her raised eyes. Her delicate appearance made the man's heart beat faster.

　　"Are you not angry with me now?" Emperor Wu of Zhou took the woman into his arms and wrapped her in the hot cloak. He bit her earlobe and asked in a low voice.

　　The two bodies fit together tightly, and every arc was so consistent, as if they were born to exist for each other. The man's body was even dyed with his own scent, as if he had his own brand. The tips of Meng Sangyu's ears quickly became filled with blood, and he forced himself to calm down and said, "I'm not angry anymore. I'm hungry, please go back and eat quickly."

　　What she responded to was the man's happy and proud chuckle.

　　In Bixiao Palace, hot meals have been prepared. There are no rare delicacies, no big fish or meat, just a small round table with two meat dishes, one vegetable dish and one soup. It is extremely simple. But Emperor Wu of Zhou who walked into the main hall felt particularly satisfied when he saw this scene. He missed the ordinary life in Bixiao Palace so much.

　　He picked up the silver chopsticks and gave Sang Yu some slices of hibiscus chicken. He said warmly, "Eat more. My face has become rosy recently, but I still need to take a good supplement."

　　Meng Sangyu lowered his eyes, rolled his eyes, swept the hibiscus chicken slices aside, and said softly, "I don't like this."

　　"How is that possible? I remember this is your favorite food." Emperor Zhou Wu raised his eyebrows.

　　"I don't like to eat it now." Meng Sangyu lazily fiddled with the rice in the bowl. He looked so cute and saucy, which made Emperor Zhou Wu laugh secretly.

　　"Then what do you want to eat? Can I ask someone to cook it for you?" Putting down his silver chopsticks, he pushed Sang Yu's hair behind his ears and asked patiently.

　　"I would like to eat live shrimp braised with peach blossom wine." Meng Sangyu was not polite and ordered directly.

　　"Did you hear that? Why don't you go down and do it! Tell the chef to hurry up!" Emperor Zhou Wu looked at the palace maid aside, his tone lost the gentleness he had when facing Sang Yu.

　　The palace maid did not dare to delay and hurriedly ran to the dining room to order the dishes. The dishes arrived quickly, and the rich aroma of peach blossom wine floated in the air, making people intoxicated.

　　"Are you satisfied now?" Emperor Wu of Zhou pinched the tender flesh on Sang Yu's face.

　　"Your Majesty, please help me peel the shells from my concubine." Meng Sangyu picked up a prawn, put it into the dish in front of the man, and demanded even more. She looked straight at the man with her clear eyes, not missing the slightest change of expression on his face.

　　Without any impatience, the man's eyes flashed with brilliance. He wiped his fingertips with the handkerchief handed by the palace maid, carefully peeled off the shrimp shell, and handed it to the woman's mouth. His tone was so gentle that it could make water drop, "Eat quickly, no." Have you been saying "Are you hungry?"

　　Meng Sangyu swallowed the shrimp in one gulp and narrowed his eyes slightly to block the complicated light in his eyes. The man's tolerance for her seemed to exceed her expectations, and this feeling of not being able to find out the bottom made her a little flustered.

　　Emperor Zhou Wu lowered his eyes and smiled. He patiently peeled off the shrimp shells one by one and put them into Sang Yu's dishes, but he didn't touch them. How could he not see that Sang Yu was testing him? This realization made his heart swell. This proves that Sang Yu has begun to face his changes, and at the same time, he has opened up the thick wall of his heart and taken a step toward him. Although this step is small, it is a huge motivation for him.

　　Unknowingly, he peeled off the shells of a whole bowl of prawns. Emperor Zhou Wu slowly wiped his fingers stained with wine with a handkerchief, propped up his cheek with one hand, and concentrated on admiring Sang Yu's eating appearance. The feeling of satisfaction in his heart has already been full, and he is full of energy without eating. This is probably the so-called "sentiment is full of water"!

　　Thinking of this, he smiled softly.

　　Meng Sangyu felt numb at the sight of him, and felt that it was not a good idea to test a man's bottom line at the dinner table. In the end, it was his stomach that suffered. There are so many shrimps, how long will it take for her to finish them? She didn't have the habit of wasting food, so she picked up the shrimps, stuffed them into the man's mouth, and said softly, "Your Majesty also eats it! You are not allowed to leave the table until you finish eating." Although she refused to admit it in her heart, her subconscious had already marked him out. Entering the harmless range, otherwise the tone would not have become so casual.

　　She didn't notice this change herself, but the man noticed it immediately. Qichen laughed for a long time before chewing the shrimp in his mouth. Well, this tastes better than any delicious food in the world.

　　The interaction between the two was filled with tenderness, which made Aunt Feng and others look askance. Looking at the emperor's affectionate look, how could it be an act? Aunt Feng shook her head and thought to herself. Yincui and Bishui also showed thoughtful expressions.

　　After dinner, the two of them took a walk in the Imperial Garden for a while, and then returned to Bixiao Palace hand in hand when snowflakes began to fall from the sky. The dormitory was as warm as spring. Several pots of peonies were growing lushly, and even had a few buds that would bloom soon. The slightly bitter fragrance of the vegetation filled the air, refreshing the mind.

　　Emperor Wu of Zhou was half-lying on the soft couch by the window, holding Sang Yu in his arms. The hair crowns and jewelry on their heads were taken off, and their straight long hair snaked around their shoulders, blending together without distinguishing each other. . Emperor Wu of Zhou held the book in one hand, reading it with Sang Yu, and inserted his other hand into her hair to gently comb it. The positions and actions of the two men were just like the previous mistakes of Meng Sangyu and A Bao, which made Emperor Zhou Wu feel very dissatisfied.

　　In the past, Sang Yu was always holding him while reading, but now he can finally become a guest.

　　This is a travelogue, which suits Meng Sangyu's taste. She gradually became fascinated by it, and the numbness on her scalp was equally intoxicating. She squinted her eyes, leaned back slightly, and nestled lazily in the man's arms, her fingertips unconsciously entangled with a strand of black hair. This hair was mixed with the two people's hair, intersecting in circles, and spreading out in circles, with some ambiguous hints.

　　Emperor Zhou Wu's eyes were attracted by the green-white fingertips and jet-black hair. The strong color difference made him dazzled. His Adam's apple slid up and down, he picked up the tea cup on the table, took a slow sip, leaned over and pried open Sang Yu's pink lips with his big tongue, and put it into her mouth. The tea with a slightly bitter taste simmered on the tip of their tongues, and then they swallowed it into their stomachs. The book in their hands had already been thrown down, making a dull sound.

　　The thick black hair was intertwined even more tightly. The excess tea flowed down the woman's pink cheeks, and when it dripped on the soft couch, a strand of silver was pulled out. The smacking sound of her lips and tongue made the palace attendant waiting outside the door blush. Heartbeat.

　　The skirt of his clothes was pulled open, revealing his round shoulders. The cool air made Meng Sangyu wake up from his fiery lust. She pushed the man's thick chest and said breathlessly, "No tonight, I'm too tired."

　　After having indulged into the night for several days, her back was sore. After testing, she knew clearly that even if she rejected the man's advances, he would not be angry. She has always been smart and can always accurately grasp the bottom line of others, and then try to live as comfortably as possible within this bottom line.

　　Sure enough, the man stopped moving, buried his head in her neck and breathed heavily. After a while, he laughed softly, his laughter was rough but full of pleasure. Sang Yu is really smart, and it is precisely because of this smartness that he found an opportunity to break her defenses. While she was testing her bottom line, she didn't know that she was getting closer to her step by step. When she steps into the forbidden area in his heart, it will be difficult to get out! She can only be his!

　　"Okay, I won't do anything tonight, I'll just hold you and sleep." The man raised his head, his deep eyes seemed to be filled with stars in the sky, and Meng Sangyu couldn't understand the deep meaning contained in them.

　　When she was lost in thought, the man had already picked her up and put her into the warm quilt. There was heavy snow falling outside the window, and the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground could be vaguely heard in the silence. Meng Sangyu was embraced by the man, and a soft kiss fell on his forehead. It was like snowflakes falling, but it brought a burst of warmth.

　　Meng Sangyu rubbed the silky underwear on the man's chest and closed her eyes amidst the man's pleasant laughter. It seemed that it would be good to let him pamper her for a while. It had been a long time since she had experienced the feeling of cuddling with someone.

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

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