MTL - The Marquis Is Innocent-Chapter 170

Wei Shao opened his eyes and found that he was still curled up in that corner of the bedroom.

He is still a cat.

The scene just now seemed to be real.

His heart was pounding, and his whole body was soaked with sweat—no, it should be said, the pads of his four paws were soaked with sweat, wet and hot, very uncomfortable, and instinctively raised one paw to lick, As soon as he stuck out his tongue, he realized that he was a human being, an emperor, how could he do such a thing as licking his paws?

Trying to resist the urge to lick, instead, he washed his face and closed his claws.

It's nearly five watch, candles have been held in the bedroom, and there are shadows behind the curtains in the shadow of the lamp.

The emperor is going to the morning.

Wei Shao peeped through the gap in the curtain, watching Xiao Qiao finally **** the emperor out of the palace.

He had no interest in how he could become the emperor after he came here, who was monitoring the previous life.

That guy is an avid emperor professional lover, he loves war very much, and he doesn't have much interest in women, and his diligence in politics makes Wei Shaogan, who always wants to steal the air and go to bed with the beautiful queen, to the disadvantage.

He wasn't at all worried about that guy thinking about fighting after he got here, even if Gongsunyang and the others couldn't give him a brick, his grandmother was still there.

The only thing he wants to do now is to follow his beauty queen.

After the emperor left, Xiao Qiao came back, sat alone in front of the mirror, and raised her cheeks, as if she had something on her mind.

Wei Shao watched the video of her back silently, and couldn't help but come out of the corner, came behind her, and gently arched her feet.

Xiao Qiao bowed her head with a slightly happy expression on her face: "You woke up so early too?"

Wei Shao let out a meow and jumped onto her legs.

Xiao Qiao hugged it and stroked him gently.

Wei Shao is very useful.

Although he wished that everything would be restored to its original state immediately, it still felt quite wonderful to be held by her in his arms and enjoy her caress like this.

Although the cat food is cooked meat, it allows the bird to fade out of his mouth-because the queen once said that no salt can be added to cat food, let alone any seasoning, so the palace keeper in charge of feeding it has been strictly enforced. When he took the first sip, he almost spit it out.

The only consolation after becoming a cat is probably being able to get close to his beautiful queen like this.

Wei Shao didn't go anywhere in the morning, just sticking to Xiao Qiao's side.

In the palace in the afternoon, it was quiet and silent.

It's summer, and the days are getting longer. Xiao Qiao has the habit of taking naps. When she was sleeping, Wei Shao squatted on the ground at the corner of the dragon bed and looked at her.

Before he became the emperor, he was always in the army, and he was always with her. Even when Philip was born, he was not able to accompany her.

After becoming the emperor, he was busy with government affairs, leaving early and returning late, and the time he could spend with her was extremely limited.

She never complained at all. Serving the Empress Dowager, raising Philip, neither arrogant nor extravagant, he led Fu Chun to persuade silkworms, and when autumn arrived, he offered sacrifices to the **** of agriculture. Come out and turn around...

She really did everything a queen can do.

Across the thin shackles, Wei Shao stared at Xiao Qiao who was sleeping on the dragon bed, watching, watching, gradually becoming dazed, a thought suddenly popped up in his heart, agitated, he looked back, Seeing that the palace people were all outside the hall, he jumped on the dragon bed, separated the tent, stepped on the cat's footsteps, and came to Xiao Qiao's feet silently.

Wei Shao held his breath, raised his paws and quietly lifted the quilt, revealing Xiao Qiao's snow-white foot with her socks removed.

Wei Shao leaned over and took a sip. It was fragrant. He couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking her tender toes lightly. Seeing that she didn't respond, he licked again boldly, and finished licking each one. Toes, go to lick the back again, after licking the instep, lick the soles of her feet again.

The more he licked, the more joyful he became, and the more courageous he became. After licking, he was still not satisfied, so he simply got under the quilt, hugged her other foot and licked it, and it was a lot of fun.

Xiao Qiao felt heavy and dazed in the afternoon, feeling itchy on the soles of her feet, she couldn't help shrinking her feet.

Wei Shao was startled and stopped quickly, lying still under the quilt, not daring to take a breath.

Fortunately, she hadn't woken up yet, turned over, and fell asleep again.

Wei Shao lay on the ground under the quilt for a while, and finally sneaked out a head, staring at her sleeping face as charming as Begonia. , stuck out her tongue, and licked her crisp **** exposed outside the quilt through the thin layer of Luo Yi.

Fragrant and soft, Wei Shao was intoxicated. He shuddered excitedly, and leaned in to savor it again, when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the hall.

"Queen, queen—"

Across the layers of curtains, the lowered voice of the palace servants came in.

There was a sigh-like low hum in Xiao Qiao's throat, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she finally woke up after struggling from the spring sleepiness.

Wei Shao slipped, quickly jumped off the dragon bed, and hid under the bed.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Qiao's voice still carried a hint of tenderness that she had just woken up from.

"Report to the Empress, General Jia sent someone to send a letter saying that the Empress Dowager and the little princess will return to the palace one day earlier. They are already on their way now, and they should be arriving soon."

Xiao Qiao snorted: "Have you informed Your Majesty?"

"It's been communicated."

Xiao Qiao sat up slowly, still a little confused.

I fell asleep just now and felt itchy feet, as if a brush was brushing on them. I woke up now and felt my feet were wet, and my chest...

She lowered her head and saw that her bra was also wet.

She thought about it for a while, and asked the palace servant, "Can someone come in just now?"

The palace servant rolled up the beaded curtain, "Reporting to the Queen, there is no one."

Xiao Qiao was puzzled and puzzled, and suddenly remembered the cat, looked around, and asked again.

The palace servant was busy searching, looked around and said, "It seemed that I was in the bedroom before, and I don't know where I went now."

Xiao Qiao thought about it for a while, but thought it was caused by sweating while sleeping. Instead, she was worried that the cat would run around and something would happen again.

…

The emperor went out of the palace in person and welcomed the empress dowager outside the Suzaku gate of the palace. After entering the Jiade Palace, the emperor opened his eyes wide and stared at the empress dowager's kind face without blinking. His expression was full of forbearance and excitement. As if he couldn't hold back, he actually made a "pop" and knelt down in front of the Empress Dowager without saying a word. Grabbed the hand of the Empress Dowager.

That's all, the most surprising thing is that when the emperor held the hand of the empress dowager, tears flowed from his eyes, and finally buried his face in her lap and refused to lift it up for a long time.

Madam Xu was very surprised. She had only been out of the palace for half a month, and when she came back to the emperor to see her, she was so excited, as if she hadn't seen each other in years, and she had reunited after a long absence. She suppressed her doubts and patted him on the shoulder lightly as a sign of comfort.

Seeing this, Zhong Li hurriedly led the palace servants out.

Xiao Qiao thought for a while, took Philip's hand, and took her out first.

Philip kept looking back, looking at the father who was lying on the lap of the emperor's grandmother. After being taken out by Xiao Qiao, he asked softly, "Mother, what happened to the father?"

Xiao Qiao suppressed her doubts and said with a smile, "Your father, the emperor, thinks he has something to say to the grandmother of the emperor."

Inside, Mrs. Xu whispered, "What's wrong with you, Shao'er? But something happened?"

Hearing the long-lost voice of "Shao'er" from grandmother, the emperor couldn't bear it any longer and choked: "Grandmother...grandmother...you're still here...it's really good...it's Shaoer's fault...wrong. …”

Mrs. Xu was surprised: "Shao'er, what did you do wrong?"

But the emperor stopped talking, just kept shaking his head, still holding her hand tightly, buried his face in her lap, motionless, like a wanderer who has been lost for a long time and finally returned home today.

Mrs. Xu still didn't know why. But seeing the grandson suddenly like this, it seems that the emotions burst out and it is difficult to restrain. From childhood to adulthood, even when he suffered the pain of losing his father, he never saw him show such strong feelings in front of him, so he didn't ask any more questions, just leaned over slightly and hugged his grandson's generous shoulders, The palms patted his back, silently comforting him.

Wei Shao squatted on the window, seeing the emperor from a distance holding on to his grandmother, shrugging his shoulders slightly, as if he was out of control and choked up, he was stunned, and then secretly snorted: "Fortunately, I have been wise and wise in my life, if I am like you, how can I have any face in this world? Well, I’m cheap, you idiot, and let you get close to my grandmother again, I will coax my daughter first.”

He cast a contemptuous glance at the emperor's back, and jumped off the windowsill.

…

After a long time, the emperor's mood finally calmed down and raised his head.

Mrs. Xu looked at his slightly red eyes, with a loving smile on the corners of her lips, and did not ask any further questions.

The emperor knew he had lost his way.

In his life, starting from the loss of his father and brother at the age of twelve, his grandmother was not only a beacon that illuminated his direction, but in his mind, a loving family that no one could replace.

At the age of twenty-two, unprepared, others were still fighting outside, and lost their grandmother.

By the time he came back, it was more than a month later, and his grandmother had already been buried.

Since then, no one has been able to suppress the evil beast of hatred in his heart. He was driven to infinitely magnify his desires and ambitions, using the conquests brought by war to gain the constant pleasure of walking with him until the end of his life.

The moment the arrow penetrated into his throat and he fell on his back, he realized that he was actually tired.

What he once wanted may not really be what he wanted, but later, it was just a matter of habit.

He couldn't stop his steps, and in that world, no one could stop him.

He is lonely.

Now, the grandmother, who has been separated for many years, actually appeared in front of him like this again, with a loving smile on the corners of his lips, calling him "Shao'er" in his familiar tone, and the affection of Ruo is here In an instant, it burst out from his heart that was already hard as a stone, and the shell that imprisoned it shattered and peeled off. How could he not cry for it?

He is familiar with the taste of blood, but for many years, many years, he has not tasted the taste of his own tears.

Finally tasted it again today. It turns out that all the delicacies of the mountains and seas in the world are not as sweet as the taste of tears.

The emperor suddenly felt relieved, and for a moment, he even had an illusory feeling, as if all the things he had experienced in his previous life were just a dream.

Now that I woke up from that nightmare, all this now is the real world.

"grandmother…"

He tried his best to calm down, pondered, and explained, "In the past few days when you were away, my grandson had a nightmare, dreaming that my grandmother left me, and I couldn't see each other for many years, and my grandson also did a lot of wrong things, I regret it... Nightmare When I woke up, I just saw my grandmother's kind face, and I couldn't help it, so I lost my temper in front of my grandmother."

Mrs. Xu stared at him and smiled: "That's good. Grandma is fine, everything is fine."

…

Wei Shao is playing with Philip.

In order to make his daughter happy, he supported his fat body, jumped up and down hard, and rolled on the ground. While making Philip laugh, he suddenly heard her call "Father".

Wei Shao snorted subconsciously, but when he heard that he made a "meow", he turned his head and saw that his daughter had left him, and turned around and ran away.

Not far away, the figure of the emperor came out of the Garter Palace.

Wei Shao stopped where he was, gasping for breath with his mouth open, staring at Philip with jealous eyes, calling him "Royal Father" happily, and running towards him.

"Father!"

Philip ran to the emperor and stopped.

After running for a while, she was slightly panting, but her eyes were bright and her cute little face had a sweet smile on her face. She looked up at the emperor, "Father! When I was in Daming Temple, I thought about my mother every day. Thinking of the father!" The tender and soft voice shouted.

The emperor looked at the pink and jade-carved beanie girl in front of him, hesitating for a moment, squatted down, and opened his arms to her.

"Father!"

Philip jumped into his arms, and after being picked up by the emperor, two soft little arms wrapped around his neck, leaned over, and kissed his cheek.

The emperor was stunned by this kiss from the sweet and soft little man.

Philip didn't notice the emperor's abnormality at all.

The mother kissed her on the cheek, saying it was an expression of affection. She often sees the faces of her father and mother. That's because the father loves his mother.

She also likes her mother and her father.

"Father, I saw you cry just now..."

She kept her father's appearance in her heart all the time. She couldn't be relieved. She looked up at him, and her big beautiful eyes showed worry, "Why are you sad, father?"

The emperor was speechless for a moment.

"Father, Philip doesn't want you to be sad..."

She stretched out a small hand and gently touched his cheek in a soothing way, her eyes suddenly lit up, "Mother said that the name Taihuang's grandmother gave me, which means to forget about my sorrows. Mother also often said that I was a no-brainer. Princess You. If you are unhappy, Father, tell Philip, and Philip will help you."

The emperor fixedly looked at the little man who was comforting him with a solemn hug around his neck, and his heart was gradually filled with an unfamiliar feeling of softness and grief.

This is his daughter, the daughter of his Wei Shao life, Princess Wuyou.

He blinked his eyes and tried his best to force back the hot and sour feeling that had gradually overflowed into his eyes. He smiled at her, slowly folded his arms, and hugged the little man in his arms tightly.

…

At night, the emperor returned to the bedroom. Xiao Qiao helped him undress himself as usual.

"Where's Philip?"

The emperor lowered his head slightly, stared at her face in the shadow of the lamp, and heard the slight rustling of the fabric when she was removing her clothes. Suddenly, he felt the quietness around him made his mind restless. openly asked her.

"Philip has slept." Xiao Qiao replied.

During the day, Feifei and the cat played crazy in the imperial garden. When Chunniang brought him back in the evening, he was sweating all over.

The emperor snorted and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to talk about for a while.

Xiao Qiao helped him take off his coat, raised his eyes and smiled: "Can your majesty go take a bath?"

The emperor didn't move, just stared at her, suddenly raised his hand slowly, and stretched it out towards her cheek. When his fingers were about to touch her skin, a white shadow flickered behind him, and the cat didn't know where it came from. He rushed out from the corner, jumped, and knocked over a beauty goblet standing on the cabinet.

The beauty's goblet was knocked over to the ground, and with a bang, the emperor stopped his hand, turned his head, and saw the fat cat squatting between himself and the queen, blocking in front of the queen, his eyes were round like copper bells, and his whole body was covered in hair. He stood upright, staring at him intently, as if he was ready to rush over to scratch his paw at any time. stunned for a moment.

The Empress Dowager has returned to the palace. Originally, the cat should have slept back in the Garter Palace, but today it stuck to Philip and refused to leave. Philip also yelled for it to sleep with him. Sent its cat litter to Philip's bedchamber.

I thought it was already asleep. Unexpectedly, it popped up again at this moment, and knocked over something, which was startling.

Compared with before, this cat seems to be spiritual, but his behavior is also strange. It's like he wants to express something to himself.

Too bad it doesn't speak human language.

Xiao Qiao was stunned.

The emperor sneezed suddenly, and then shrugged his shoulders slightly, with a strange expression.

Xiao Qiao immediately understood, knowing that the cat was too close to him, and he was allergic to it, so he hurriedly leaned over to pick up the cat, called the palace servants in a loud voice, handed the struggling cat over, and ordered the palace door to be closed. Now, don't let it slip in again.

The cat kept meowing and was forcibly taken out.

Xiao Qiao hurriedly washed her hands, fetched an anti-itch ointment, and asked the emperor to sit down and take off his clothes.

Sure enough, after a while, small red bumps appeared on his neck and chest.

He seemed to be itchy, hissing softly in his mouth, and he couldn't help reaching out and scratching.

"Don't catch."

Xiao Qiao stopped him, dipped some plaster, rubbed it on his red rash skin, and then helped him to spread it evenly.

"Okay, bear with it, it won't itch soon."

She said, took the small jade bottle containing the ointment, and when she got up, the other hand was suddenly held by the emperor from behind.

Xiao Qiao stopped and turned to look at him.

The emperor was silent, only looking up at her, holding her hand in his palm, kneading slowly and gently.

Xiao Qiao was slightly startled, then tried to pull her hand away and snorted, "I'll go put the medicine bottle..." She laughed.

The emperor suddenly exerted a little force, and when he pulled, Xiao Qiao threw himself into his arms and fell onto his lap.

The faces of the two were close, his breathing was a little hurried, and the hot air rushed to her face.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Qiao was startled, the smile slowly faded from her face. she asked.

The emperor stared at her without speaking. Suddenly, he gently pressed her onto the dragon bed, his lips touched her forehead, and then moved to her eyelids.

"You are so beautiful... so beautiful..."

With a tentative and cautious kiss, his murmured voice rang in her ear.

Xiao Qiao's eyelashes trembled slightly.

His lips gradually went down, and he finally kissed her lips, as if he had been drawn out by the slightest desire and desire, his strength gradually increased, and when he finally tried to pry her lips apart, Xiao Qiao suddenly opened her eyes and lifted her up. A hand covered his mouth.

The emperor took advantage of the situation and kissed her soft weed gently, raised his face, and looked at her with a hint of joy in his eyes.

"Empress," he paused, "Manman..." He called out her name softly, with a little bit of seriousness as if he was chewing words, "What's wrong?"

"You are not my husband." Xiao Qiao stared into his eyes, "Who are you?"

The emperor was stunned, and the joy in his eyes slowly disappeared.

He let go of her and sat up. fell silent.

"I am me." The emperor finally said, his voice a little rough.

"But you are not my husband's you."

The emperor raised his eyes, looked at her for a moment, and finally nodded: "Yes. I am me, but I am not the me in this life." "I was already dead, and a sharp arrow pierced my throat. I woke up again, and at first glance, I saw you." He said slowly.

Joey opened his eyes.

After the thunder that almost shattered people's hearts, Xiao Qiao was keenly aware of the strangeness of the person beside her.

She felt like her husband had changed. He was still Wei Shao, but not the Wei Shao she was familiar with.

Doubts slowly settled in her heart, and finally she couldn't help it, she asked.

Hearing his answer like this, all the previous suspicions were finally clarified.

She sat up slowly.

"What about my husband?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.

The emperor watched her.

"I don't know what happened to him. When I woke up, I was who I was in this world. Grandma is alive and well, I have you, and we have Philip. Thinking back on my previous life is like a nightmare. For the rest of my life, I know how I'm going to live."

"It's pretty..."

He called her name and held her hand again. But Xiao Qiao quickly pulled out his hand.

"You're not my husband." She shook her head. "Where's my husband? Where did he go?" she repeated.

The emperor's eyes were fixed on her face, and his expression gradually became stiff.

"Are you afraid of me?" he asked her, his voice extremely soft, "don't be afraid of me, I won't hurt you in the slightest."

"No. I'm not afraid of you." Xiao Qiao shook her head.

"Then, do you blame me for not letting go of my hatred and killing your Qiao family? Don't worry, I will never do it again in this life. In my last life, I killed all the people I wanted to kill, but I didn't get any real happiness, let alone. I know what it feels like to be relieved. Until now, I seem to understand a little bit. I regret it, I also envy, and even envy me in this life. It's the same me, why are these two me, the fate is like this Completely different…”

His tone gradually became excited, he closed his eyes, and took a long breath.

Xiao Qiao looked at the familiar handsome face in front of her that could be depicted with her eyes closed, and said softly, "It's good if you understand. Now that you understand, where you came from, you should go back to where you are..."

He was deaf. "I know I like you," he said. "I had this feeling the first time I saw you. I wanted to be close to you, and to be there with you would make my heart happy and fulfilled, It's a feeling I've never felt before...he may never come back, maybe he's become one with me. Because I'm him and he's me!"

When he said this sentence, the emperor's tone suddenly increased.

"You may be him, and he has brought your shadow in his life. But you are not the husband I love. All this is just an illusion of you. When the illusion disappears, everything will return to its original state."

Joe said.

The emperor stared at her with fixed eyes, suddenly took her into his arms, and kissed her lips again.

"I am him and he is me. You have to believe..."

He repeated in her ear, over and over, with irresistible force.

He hugged her tightly, as if to embed her in his body.

Xiao Qiao's body trembled slightly in the familiar atmosphere that surrounded him, but he couldn't resist.

…

Wei Shao struggled and managed to climb up to the south-facing windowsill of the dormitory tremblingly and with great difficulty, he pierced a hole and let him see the scene on the dragon bed. .

Just rob his grandmother, and then rob his little princess.

Although he was very unhappy, he finally managed to endure it.

At this moment, he has to rob him of his beautiful queen!

Fuck it!

Wei Shao screamed loudly and exerted force, and one end made him smash through the window lattice. Following the flying sawdust, he jumped and jumped several feet away. After landing, he rolled. , like a fierce tiger, he jumped again and slammed into the emperor who was still hugging Xiao Qiao tightly.

…

"Husband! Husband!"

When he heard Xiao Qiao's voice, the voices were calling to him, his blood boiled even more, his teeth were dancing, his throat was ho-ho, and when he was desperate to fight to the death, he suddenly felt as if someone had slapped his cheek a few times, oh oh Twice.

"Let go of Man Man!"

He roared angrily, opened his eyes abruptly, and sat up immediately.

Xiao Qiao was lying beside the bed, and was startled by him, shivered, and almost fell off the dragon bed.

She patted her heart, crawled over and knelt beside him, snorted, Liu Mei frowned: "What's wrong with you? Why let me go? I fell asleep and gnashed my teeth, and kicked me a few times!"

Wei Shao's heart almost jumped out of his throat, gasping for breath, he slowly regained his senses, met Xiao Qiao's eyes, stared at her for a moment, suddenly lowered his head, looked at his hands and feet, the voice was still there Trembling: "Man Man! Am I a human, or a cat? Am I still there? You touch me, am I me?"

Just now, Xiao Qiao was so tired that he fell down and fell asleep. He was sleeping sweetly, but he was kicked and woke up by him. He almost flew to the bed, opened his eyes, and saw him lying on the bed. There, he closed his eyes and danced, his expression was hideous, his throat was ho-ho, his teeth were gnashing, his appearance was very scary, and he was woken up.

Originally, I was a little annoyed, but when I saw him wake up, his face was pale and his forehead was covered with sweat, he couldn't help feeling distressed again, and hurriedly took the handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and asked, "What did you dream about? Scared like this?"

"What day is it today?" he asked, his eyes still a little straight.

"The eighth day."

"Just sent Moya to Daming Temple last night?"

Joe nodded.

"Grandma is still in Daming Temple?"

"I'll be back tomorrow."

"We just... have been sleeping?"

Xiao Qiao rolled his eyes at him angrily, "It's not that you came back in the daytime, you insisted on being with me..."

She stopped and saw that he suddenly raised his hand, pinched her repeatedly, and finally closed her eyes, suddenly opened them, and jumped out of the bed, regardless of whether she was still naked, laughing wildly.

Xiao Qiao was taken aback by him again, and said angrily, "Wei Shao! I'm annoyed if you are so crazy again!"

"Man Man! Man Man! Great! I'm still me! Scared me to death!"

Wei Shao rushed towards her and threw her back on the dragon bed.

Xiao Qiao slapped him, but he didn't care, hugged her hard, sucked her face non-stop, and rolled her on the dragon bed.

"Manman, you hit me, hit me hard! The harder the hit, the better! You hit me up!"

Xiao Qiao snorted twice, and his mouth was blocked by him.

…

Since the afternoon, the emperor has been locked in the bedroom and has not come out.

Until it was dark, even dinner was ordered by the emperor to be sent in.

The prime minister and several other ministers searched for him to discuss something, and they waited for the emperor in the Xuan room for a long time.

"Tell me what I said, I was frightened a lot today, and I have to rest all night before I can make up for it! The big thing, I will talk about it tomorrow!"

The emperor was interrupted by his good deeds, he opened the tent and roared out.

The palace servant was startled, hurriedly bowed in response, and was about to withdraw when the emperor suddenly thought of it.

"Also, the cat of the Empress Dowager, show me the prison! It is not allowed to appear in the Guanghua Palace! If it is a step closer, I will only ask you!"

The emperor's roar echoed in the Guanghua Hall, buzzing for a long time.