Tyrant Pampering Wife Diary

This is song song's first meal with Li Xiao.

He has heard that Li Xiao is crazy before. Even when he looks at people, he will always make people afraid even if he smiles, because no one knows whether he will kill people with a sword next second. Even today's emperor will always ask the bodyguard to guard him when he faces his son. After all, he is a mental patient in everyone's eyes.

At this time, everyone did not know that song song song's name was the key to master his emotions. Even song song song was not sure whether his name could continue to have such magic power in this life.

It's going to take a step at a time.

The people who wait on the crazy king are always trembling. The crazy King's casual small actions can make them like frightened birds. But today, all the people who wait on the table are driven down by him.

Song song's chopsticks fall on the table and are immediately picked up by Li Xiao. He sits very close to song song song. For those scholars, only concubines or male favourites can be so unruly and so close to their masters.

Song song was a little uneasy. Now your majesty is still alive. Even the prince dare not say that he will become emperor in the future. That is to say, a madman like Li Xiao dares to speak nonsense. However, when song song song song song song song song's words come to song song song's ears, they can represent that Li Xiao attaches importance to him and is close to him. On the one hand, they may also be testing something.

Song song picked up the chopsticks again and quickly analyzed the pros and cons. For fear of irritating him, he said very lightly: "Your Highness, be careful."

But Li Xiao was not angry. He said, "what song'er said is very true. I will pay attention to it in the future."

Song song brings up the chopsticks and gives Li Xiao a dish. He can feel that he is in a good mood. As he eats, Li Xiao suddenly says, "Song Er is very clear about the taste of the king."

It's natural. He followed the little prince and watched Li Xiao eat many times. Although the Emperor didn't go to eat much to prevent someone from poisoning him, he had nothing to do as a ghost, so his eyelids and heart were easier to use, and he inadvertently remembered.

But these can't tell Li Xiao, he said with a smile: "it's a coincidence, these are what the grass people like."

In fact, Li Xiao's taste is a little bit heavy, while song song song's taste is more light because of his bad stomach. But he has suffered a lot. In fact, it doesn't matter whether he eats well or not.

Li xiaolue looked at him with some examination. He didn't know if he had told a lie. In a word, he didn't point it out. His tone was also very gentle: "song'er will eat something in the future, so he will order the kitchen to do it. If you are fatter, you can feel comfortable holding it."

I really disliked him.

Song song nodded. His stomach didn't eat too much because of his long-term hunger, but he still waited until Li Xiao finished eating before putting down his chopsticks.

Now it's October, and the weather is getting cold, but the inner room of the main house of the palace is very warm, apparently burning earthworm. Song song walked in with him. He smelled a light incense at the tip of his nose. He couldn't help looking at the delicate censer. Li Xiao said, "this incense has calming effect. Song Er should have heard about the king's illness."

"I've heard some."

Li Xiao's eyes turned dark and said, "I often wake up in the middle of the night and chop people with my sword. Have you heard about this? "

once again, song song song's face was thin, with only one pair of big and bright eyes. He could see that he had some kind of negative emotion. He stepped forward two steps, undressed the man with open arms, and said gently:" gossip, your highness, don't worry about it. "

Li Xiao's Adam's apple rolled and looked down at him. He said in a dumb voice, "are you afraid?"

"Not afraid." Song song raised his eyes, laughed and said, "the grass people are not afraid of anything."

Li Xiao's little emotion in his eyes gradually faded. He put his hand around song song song's waist and touched his forehead to kiss his lips. Song song song's astringent response thought that tonight must be a sleepless night, but unexpectedly, Li Xiao didn't go on.

He is lying on the wide bed, being held in his arms like a pillow by a man. The other side closes his eyes, and is still in a low voice of disgust: "too thin, too scared."

Song song thought, why didn't you feel scared in your previous life?

He can't wait to have children, but Li Xiao doesn't seem to have that meaning at all - that's not right. He should be thinking, but he seems to be worrying about something.

Song song couldn't understand it, so he fell asleep. He didn't sleep very well. He had nightmares all night long. For a moment, he dreamed that he fell to the ground covered with blood. For a moment, he dreamed that song Ge stabbed himself with a dagger. For a moment, he dreamed that the child crying in the fire When he suddenly opened his eyes, he was being held by Li Xiao, and the cold sweat on his forehead ran down his cheek to his neck. In his big and strange eyes, he briefly scratched a touch of panic, and soon became calm.

Li Xiao's fingers rubbed his forehead and said, "have you had a nightmare?"

Song song's eyelashes flashed and joked: "but did you scare your highness?"

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Li Xiao was surprised by his true feelings. He held him in his arms and rubbed his chin against song song song's long hair. He said, "I'm very timid. If you don't want to be killed by your majesty one day because I'm scared, you have to have more beautiful dreams. “Song song heard that he was teasing himself. He felt a little soft in his heart and said, "the grass people are not good at dreaming."

Li Xiao thought about it and said, "when I ascend the throne, I'll make you queen. It's also beautiful..."

Song song once again covered his mouth in fright. God, what's the matter with him? He didn't want his head, he wanted it.

The corner of Li Xiao's mouth bends and presses his finger and kisses the palm of his hand.

Song song decided not to talk nonsense with him any more, put his head in his arms, and soon fell asleep again.

This is probably the most comfortable night for him in his two lives. He doesn't have to worry about rats coming under him, or because of frostbite, or that someone will suddenly kick open the door of the woodshed and use him as a vent bucket.

Everything is wonderful and incredible. When song song song woke up, there was no one around him. He opened the bed curtain and raised his hand to block the glare of light. Then he realized that he was already on the way.

He immediately came down from the bed. There were two servant girls in the inner room and outside. They bowed to him and said, "when you wake up, do you want to wash first?"

He promised, and soon someone brought hot water. After song song song washed his face, someone handed over a soft towel. After washing, the kitchen quickly brought food: "the Lord ordered us to boil ginseng chicken soup, so you can eat it while it's hot, so that you can make yourself healthy."

He dreamily picked up the chicken soup, thinking that Li Xiao was really ready to feed him before eating So picky?

Outside the door, housekeeper Qi poked his head into the room and looked at it again, looking uncertain. A young man on his side looked at him and looked at him again. After all, he couldn't bear to say, "he is indeed a common son of the song state. This morning, it's been spread all over the capital. It's said that our Lord came to grab people back."

"The Lord is acting more and more madly." Housekeeper Qi murmured, "this is a poor man."

The young man said, "the Lord himself brought him back. I heard that all the servant girls in the house were envious."

"You know what." Qi Guanjia took a last look at song song and said, "wait. The next time the Lord falls ill, it will be the day when he dies."