Tyrant Pampering Wife Diary

Li Xiao ignored the standing crowd on one side, Song Song was asked by him, but turned to ask the shopkeeper: "Can someone sit in the Fuzi Hall?"

Fuzi Hall is the best hall in Fuxiangju. Not only can you see the river view while sitting there, but also there is a small ladder in the small hall that can go directly to the top octagonal loft. You can climb up and look at the river boat at any time. In other halls, there is no treatment at all, and it has always been used to entertain guests.

He did not directly say that he would sit, but asked first, that he was worried who Li Xiao had offended.

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "No, there is nothing left, you two please."

He personally brought people up.

The people downstairs waited until Li Xiao's figure disappeared, and then returned to the seat one after another. Some timid and cautious people all left, leaving some ``cowardly'' people, talking in a low voice.

"That was the son of Song Guo's family just now?"

"Looking like Shuangcheng, could I be treated coldly at home?"

"Not to mention before, nowadays, but people are celebrities, they have climbed the crazy king."

Suddenly someone laughed, with a little bit of bad intentions: "What about climbing up, you don't know that the mad king, you have to commit an illness every few days, when you are sick, people in the whole government can only shrink back In the room... this son of Song is by his side, and he can't run away. I don't know if I can see Minger's sun."

"I bet." Someone said, "This one, can't live for a month."

Someone chuckled: "It's dangling for three days."

"This Song Guogong is also true, don't take the life of Shuzi as your own life, if you say you give it away, you will give it away."

"Who kept the mother-in-law's mother alive, and the mother-in-law's mother died. No one can support the deal and can only be used for trading."

"I heard that the Fu family would have been able to be a formal man when they married in the past...how suddenly..."

"We can't say clearly about the past, let's eat."

...

Song Song didn't know how to talk to himself downstairs. He was adding food to Li Xiao. Suddenly he sat down with his arm pressed. Song Song asked: "Not fit?"

"It is not allowed to serve the king with the attitude of serving the master."

Song Song subconsciously withdrew his hand, not quite able to understand what he meant. He knew his status, but he was just a male favorite. It was a matter of course to serve Li Xiao when he was eating. He didn’t know why, and his chin was suddenly picked up by Li Xiao. The man stared at his eyes and said, "Often How do you and me get along, how do you and we get along?"

Song Song was still stunned, Li Xiao had loosened his chin and said, "Let's eat."

Song Song held it silently, he was surrounded by royal nobles, how could he know how ordinary couples get along, but Li Xiao said this, he was not easy to refute, he ate his own quietly.

He soon discovered that something was wrong, and the dishes were served one by one, one by two... ten and twenty... Seeing that the table was filled, the master in the kitchen walked in personally: "Little has seen the prince."

"Ok?"

Song Song looked up at the cook and saw him with his head down, respectfully said: "The table can no longer be put on. If other dishes continue to be served, I am afraid that the taste will not be affected. The shopkeeper will let you give it to you. Say, do you want to continue?"

Li Xiao asked Song Song on the side and said, "Do you want someone to add another table?"

Song Song's gaze withdrew from the chef and said, "How can your highness want a banquet?"

Li Xiao smiled: "This seat today is just to feast you."

Song Song blinked and said, "You and I are afraid that I won't be able to eat so much, so... don't have to go on."

"Alright, we will try again one by one in another day." Li Xiao said, commanding: "The others don't have to go on, go on."

Before the chef left, he glanced at Song Song more, and Song Song also watched him go out before taking back his gaze, looking at the table full of dishes and saying, "His Royal Highness, what is this for?"

"Don't you say bring Song'er to taste new dishes?" Li Xiaodao said: "The new dishes of previous years will naturally be tasted together."

Song Song looked at him suddenly, not knowing what to say for a while, until Li Xiao turned around and bent his lips to look at him, he raised it again and said, "Thank you, Your Highness for your love, Caomin..."

"You don't have to call yourself a Caomin in front of this king."

Song Songlue agreed with some restraint, and while taking a small bite, he secretly took his eyes and looked at Li Xiao.

What is the crazy king thinking...

This table really didn't finish the dishes, Song Song was hungry and very frugal. Seeing such waste, it was inevitable that he was a little bit reluctant. Li Xiao said: "Later ordered someone to dress up and take it back to share with the next. ."

This is undoubtedly a gift for the next generation. Taking Song Song himself, if Song Guogong willingly brought the leftover food back to him in these years, he would not be so miserable.

He smiled and said, "His Highness is kind."

Li Xiao’s eyes were fixed on him again. Song Song didn’t know where he was wrong again, so he had to change the subject and pointed his finger up, saying, "His Royal Highness, will you go up and see?"

Li Xiao looked away and said, "Listen to Song'er."

The two went up the attic along the small staircase. This is a small octagonal pavilion. Because of the winter, a heavy windshield was surrounded on all sides. Song Song opened the curtain, and a cold wind came from his face. Feeling shocked, he walked two steps forward and looked at the river with the railing, saying: "This afternoon, the painting was launched."

It was the painting of Hualou, which was very exquisitely decorated on the outside, faintly faint from the surface of the river.

Li Xiao covered him with the cloak he took and said, "It's too dark today."

Song Song pinched the belt of the cloak, glanced at him, and moved silently back to the river.

When Chunguang was right in the past, he often followed his mother and grandfather in this pavilion to talk and laugh and have tea, but at the moment, Jiang is still that Jiang, but the person is no longer that person.

Upstairs Jiang Feng was too big, Li Xiao quickly took him down. Today's Mad King is not crazy, and it is a great surprise for Fu Xiangju's host and guests, but Song Songjing appeared this time, and more people discussed this matter.

Many people are waiting for him to die, which naturally includes Mrs. Song. She is the current sister of the current empress. Although Fu Xiangxiang married Song Guogong for half a year, she was still occupying the seat of the foreman. Limelight.

She stayed close to Song Shi for several days and nights, and after watching him slowly out of danger, she finally made time to ask about it. When Song Song was taken away, Song Ge said that there was always a way for him When he came back obediently, the close slave-servant also persuaded him: "They were all taken away by the mad king, and they couldn't live long enough."

But after so many days passed, Song Song was still alive and well. She had hatred for Fu Xiang originally, and from the bones, she felt that she was a commodity. Naturally, Song Song was not a good thing, but now Song Song not only died, but also because she lived for so long with the crazy king. In spite of the situation, naturally there is more hatred in my heart.

On the second day of Song Shi's return to peace, she packed up and entered the palace.

Song Song naturally heard outside gossip and slang words, but there are always people who are not short of tongues in Beijing. After all, there are many people who are idle. Since they couldn't stop their mouths, they had to let them talk. Anyway, he had been quite comfortable in the past few days, eating, sleeping, and sleeping every day. His bones seemed to be softened by Li Xiao.

When he woke up in the morning, Song Song rubbed his eyes and stretched his straight legs to stretch his lazy waist. Suddenly he heard a chuckle from his side. He felt a chuckle in his heart, and his confused brain suddenly became clear: "How is Your Highness..."

"Xi Mu today." Li Xiao reached out and hugged him into his arms, saying: "So Song'er was so casual when he was at home, why did he stretch before the king?"

Song Song thought, who can't stretch in front of you?

He had seen Li Xiaofa's illness in his previous life. The man's eyes were dark and hid in a huge wave. The blood on his long sword fell down the ground along the tip of the sword. His expression looked very silent, with restraint and tolerance. But the madness and bloodthirsty spreading from his eyes are as intensely aggressive as the beasts. Everyone knows that the mad king who is ill is difficult to control his desire to kill, so when he is in front of him, Even His Majesty will be tight.

Who doesn’t know, when Li Xiao was poisoned and mad for the first time, he slayed a killing ring in the palace. Even the imperial army who arrived there killed nearly thirty people, and the palace people were close to hundreds. This includes the former Come to stop his biological mother, the former queen.

It is rumored that even Li Xiao killed his mother when he was sick, but Song Song, who was born again, knew that this was not the case.

Song Song relaxed a bit and pressed it to his chest, saying, "His Royal Highness rested a few days ago, didn't he go to practice the sword?"

"Look, Songer has raised some meat in the past few days.

Song Song immediately lifted his face and said, "Really? That Highness..."

He paused for a second before he remembered what he was going to say next. He lowered his head slightly, and asked in a low voice, "When will we go to the house?"