Chapter 234: The Art of Quarrelling

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Now that he saw that His Majesty had moved really angry, but he didn't brush his sleeves away, it means that he still has his own in his heart.

And to a good degree.

In this way, it is not impossible to clean up.

It seems that in those novels, the heroine confronted the emperor, but made the emperor think, 'This woman is very interesting, I like to be bumped into the most', this kind of thing is really fake!

Tang Fei burst into tears in his heart, pirated novels killed people......

Tang Fei secretly observed the emperor's expression from the corner of his eyes, but he was crying harder and harder, whimpering, and seemed to be trying his best to endure not to make a sound.

The emperor seemed to be getting more and more irritable, but he never came over to persuade Tang Fei.

It is said that men have a good face, and the emperor is the lord of the world, so I am afraid that he will not be able to pull this face.

I'm just a little woman, I'm attached to the emperor, sometimes it's not good to be too tough, my mother told me before entering the palace that I want to overcome rigidity with softness, and it's easy to break through steel.

It seems that now I can only take the initiative myself.

In fact, strictly speaking, there are techniques in quarrels, especially between lovers.

Although there is a saying that is called 'quarreling at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed', there are also many couples, even couples, who break up, break up, or even divorce because of too many quarrels.

Why is this so?

In fact, it's because they don't quarrel.

Or rather, I don't know what the purpose and meaning of the quarrel is.

When some couples quarrel, they just spit stars all over their mouths, you are ugly, you are old, you have no one to want!

You don't have money, you don't have the ability, you x are incompetent!

What's the point?

They all say, 'Words that are spoken are like water that is spilled out, and they cannot be recovered,' and even if you are reconciled again in the future, a rift in your heart has already arisen.

In the future, every time there is a contradiction, it will continue to turn over the old accounts.

As a result, the more noisy things are, the more noisy they are, the more serious they become, and they chatter until the relationship breaks down and they get divorced.

It is said that 'quarrels are not exposed', since it is a lover, how can you reveal his scars?

Quarrels are not meant to be used to hurt the person you love, just to show an attitude of yours.

Tell the other party what your bottom line is, what your persistence is, and that a certain approach of him touches your bottom line and will make you very unhappy, and that's enough.

You spit out stars all over your mouth, and you are cool for a while, but except for hurting your lover, it is useless at all.

The matter is not resolved, and the other party can't listen to his own ideas.

Except that both of them were out of breath and their feelings cracked, there was no effect.

Tang Fei felt that his goal had been achieved.

The emperor already knows his grievances, and he knows his bottom line.

Although he didn't control his strength well in the process, he accidentally complained and resented and collided with the emperor a few words, but fortunately, the emperor had deep feelings for him.

Things can be reversed.

Tang Fei stopped crying and peeked at the emperor.

The emperor was sitting upright on a stool, his hands on the table, his head bowed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Tang Fei's body didn't move, but he stretched out his little hand like a kitten.

Slowly moved his white and tender little hand on the table, and gently put it on the emperor's big hand.

The emperor's body was obviously shocked, but he quickly shook off Tang Fei's little hand, frowning, and looked a little impatient.

Tang Fei was not discouraged at all, silently, and his little hand sneaked up again.

Shake it off!

The little hand touched it again, but this time it didn't shake it off.

Because Tang Fei's hand was holding the emperor's finger tightly.

The emperor sighed slightly and looked at Tang Fei.

Tang Fei took the opportunity to secretly insert his little hand into the emperor's big hand, and the two of them clasped their fingers tightly, palms facing each other.

The emperor only secretly screamed helplessness in his heart, but he still grabbed Tang Fei and only let her sit in his arms again.

Tang Fei put tears in his eyes at the right time, only stubbornly refused to fall, and said, "Your Majesty, Fei'er is just afraid that she will never see you again, Fei'er is afraid." ā€

Where is the anger in the emperor's heart at this time?

It is the heart made of gold and steel, and it has also been turned into a finger twister.

There was a faint unbearability in his eyes: "Your grievances, I will put it in my heart." It's just that there are a lot of political things that you don't understand. But we have to believe in me, but we have to understand me. ā€

Tang Fei hugged the emperor's neck and approached the emperor's Zuoduo: "Fei'er likes the emperor the most, loves the emperor the most, and will never make the emperor angry again." ā€

I've heard it before that love words are more effective on a person's left ear.

I don't know if this is true, but it definitely works for the emperor at this time.

Look, where is the emperor still a little angry now, and before Tang Fei finished speaking, he leaned down and kissed Tang Fei's lips lightly.

His kiss is very gentle and lingering, not as beastly **** as last time, but it is unexpectedly addictive.

Tang Fei closed his eyes while feeling the friendship coming from the emperor's kiss.

The corners of his mouth curved slightly: In terms of politics, I am not as good as you; When it comes to love, you're not as good as me.

Tang Fei slept soundly in the emperor's arms.

Even when she was asleep, she unconsciously leaned her head gently against the emperor's chest.

But the emperor opened his eyes, and rarely did not fall asleep.

He lovingly gently pulled away a strand of Tang Fei's hair on his face with his fingers, for fear of waking up the lover in his arms.

He was thinking about Tang Fei's tears just now, thinking about Tang Fei's words.

In the past, he always felt that he loved a woman and spoiled her, and it didn't matter what she thought or felt.

Your own woman must listen to herself and understand herself, right?

However, today he found out that he did not like Don Fei's tears.

I don't want to see Tang Fei's tears either.

Maybe I should explain this political stuff to her.

But since ancient times, the harem cannot interfere in politics.

Forget it, I believe that I just need to let her know that I have a hard time, a plan, and her in my heart, so it's fine.

The emperor didn't think much about it, and slowly closed his eyes.

In his sleep, he unconsciously hugged the woman next to him tighter.

In the morning, Tang Fei still didn't get up as early as the emperor.

By the time Tang Fei woke up, the emperor had already gotten up and gone to the morning court.

But he sent Xiaoye's father-in-law to send a lot of rewards, all of which were some golden hairpins, bead flowers, step shakes and the like.

Obviously, he saw that Tang Fei had a lot on the table yesterday, and he thought Tang Fei liked it, so he sent it over.

Now Tang Fei's dresser can't fit even more.

I had to call Longan, Cherry, Aunt Qiuwen, and Mama Zhang, and these people picked together.

Pick out some things that you don't like or are not unusual, and put them in the warehouse.

Some of the ones that are often worn are kept in the inner dresser.

Tang Fei was very happy.

What she was happy about was not these rewards, let alone these gold and silver possessions, but the emperor's attitude.

The emperor sent such gifts early in the morning, which shows that the emperor listened to what he said last night.

It's stronger than anything else. (To be continued.) )