Chapter 116 Return 1

Li Shimin raised his eyebrows: "What do you care about?"

Looking at his ** appearance, I can't laugh or cry: "I care that you can have a good impression in the emperor's heart, not the messy man." I approached his cheek and kissed him gently, "Isn't it funny that the famous King of Qin would be jealous for a woman?"

"It's ridiculous, and only you dare to laugh at me like this!" Li Shimin bent down and kissed me with a smile.

The sun is gradually setting outside, and we have to rush back to the palace before dark. If Chengqian Hall finds that I will find the palace all day long, and we can't stop at that time. I sat on a horse with Li Shimin in front of the team. The big black cloak wrapped me around him. I leaned in his arms and quietly looked at the red sunset in front of me. He suddenly waved his hand behind him, and the horse suddenly strode forward.

The team behind was shocked, and Qin Shubao's call came urgently. Li Shimin turned his head and replied, "Take the army back to the palace first, and I'll be there later!"

The horse quickly jumped a few miles away and met the evening breeze. The world was the same under the red glow, and the gentle orange red floated on his gentle face, melting the feeling of happiness around him. I leaned against his chest and asked, "Your Highness, where are you going?"

Li Shimin smiled brightly: "Morning and evening, from then on, he has walked all over the road of the world; wandering around the world, and from then on, watching the colorful clouds side by side!"

I was slightly stunned. I smiled and pressed against his chest and looked at the red in front of me. I don't know how many miles I have run, but I just hope it can be long-term at this time. It's really beautiful to wander around the world. No matter how beautiful it is, it's just a dream.

When I returned to the palace, it was already dark. Li Shimin sent someone to send me back to the Chengqian Hall and went to the Dragon Hall to find Li Yuan by himself. In the middle of the night, he quietly came in from the door of my temple, afraid that he would wake me up, so he gently washed it, quietly climbed onto the couch to earn half of my bedding, and slept peacefully with me in his arms.

At this time, it was almost March, and it was still cold at night, but the sunshine of the day had been clear after the heavy snow. This day, I walked on the palace road and met Venizi chatting with the maid next to her in the pavilion. Weniczi smiled at me and invited me to sit with her. Although Wenizi restrained a lot, she was still not close to me. She couldn't hide anything in her heart. Seeing that I wanted to open my mouth, she shrank back. I turned my eyebrows and asked, "What does Wei Zhaoxun have to say to me?"

Sure enough, Wenics really has something to say to me. She looked around and whispered to me, "Mo Zhaoxun, now the second son is taking care of you in your temple, and I have to tell you one thing. King Ai of the fifth prince of the Tang Dynasty died young. A few days ago, I overheard other maids talking about the second son of Chu Ai. I heard that he has not worshipped according to his stepfather over the years. Do you think it is reasonable?

It seems inappropriate not to worship according to the father's rites. Li Kuan was arranged by Li Yuan, and now he doesn't worship according to his father's rites. It seems that he has lost some imperial rites. If someone stabbed from it and said that Li Kuan did not secretly resist Li Shimin according to the ceremony of worship, it would be a big deal!

To talk about Li Kuan's succession, we have to start from the end of the Sui Dynasty. At that time, Li Zhiyun, the king of Chu, followed Li Jiancheng to the east of the river. After Li Jiancheng went to Taiyuan, Sui officials arrested Li Zhiyun and sent him to Chang'an and was killed by the Yin Shishi. He was only 14 years old. In the first year of Tang Wude, he was posthumously awarded the title of king and posthumous title. In the third year of Wude, after inheriting his uncle Li Zhiyun under the arrangement of Li Yuan, Li Zhiyun, died young, so Li Kuan has been living in the palace for a long time.

Thinking of this, I got up and said, "Suddenly I remembered that there was something else to do. I didn't deserve Wei Zhao to sit down and say goodbye."

I moved out of the pavilion and turned back to Chengqian Hall. Li Shimin should also know about Li Kuan's worship. I decided to ask Li Shimin what he thought about this. When he came back from the south, the villagers of Zhoucun forced to stuff him with a few bags of tea. That night when he came back to spend the night in my palace, the tea was still with me. I made a pot of hot tea and brought it to him in the study. He was tired from reading, and he suddenly frowned when he smelled the tea.

He sat on the soft collapse with my hand, and I made a cup for him. Although this tea is not a precious product, it is also very fragrant. After a while, I pretended to inadvertently mention it to Li Shimin: "Your Highness, do you know the rules of Kuan'er's worship? If you don't talk about it, there is a secret rumor outside. Looking at Li Shimin's deep expression, I changed the topic in time and gently leaned on his shoulder. "King Ai of Chu was killed by the Yin Shishi, and the emperor gave him over to him. Although Kuan'er stayed by your side, it was pitiful after all. It is still to blame the Yin Shishi of the previous dynasty."

The person behind him was deadlocked and looked at me with his shoulders: "I was indeed at random about Kuan'er's worship of his stepfather. I now clearly stipulate that he used his stepfather to worship King Chu Ai. You are not allowed to mention this in the future!"

Li Shimin answered so simply that I was a little unnatural. He didn't like me to investigate this matter privately, so I lowered my glass and lowered my eyebrows.

Seeing that the anniversary of King Chu Ai's death was approaching, Li Kuan often locked himself in a small hall to study. On this day, he was finally caught and led him to walk in the palace garden with a smile. The weather is good, and it is rare to have such a sunny day and no wind. Li Kuan took my fingers and ran in front of me, pointing to a new blooming early spring flowers to read me the scenery poems I had just learned from the book.

It was hot and melted, and he was finally tired of running, with a layer of sweat on his smooth forehead. I twisted the veil to wipe his sweat. He grabbed my veil and smiled, "Auntie's veil is more fragrant than this flower and smells warm."

I gently scraped his little nose and said with a smile, "Kuan'er, my aunt has something to tell you." Hearing this, Li Kuan pulled me to sit down on a stone bench and looked at me seriously with his head tilted. I touched his soft hair and said, "Tomorrow is the anniversary of King Chu Ai's death. Kuan'er should have used his stepfather's salute to worship. Don't forget it."

Li Kuan's eyes moved and his body retreated slightly: "The wet nurse told me that anyway, I have only one father and one mother. In previous years, I didn't have any special requirements when I worshiped. Why did my aunt suddenly mention this matter in a few days?"

I approached him and explained, "King Chu Ai is your uncle and your father, and it is also appropriate to worship according to the rules."

Li Kuan pushed me away, and his eyes were full of weak sadness: "Kuan'er knew that he had been adopted by his uncle King Chuai. If his aunt wants me to worship Kuan'er according to his father's etiquette!"

Li Kuan must have misunderstood what I meant, thinking that I cared about his identity as the successor to King Chu Ai. I still came forward with a smile and wanted to talk to him patiently. I didn't want him to step back a few times and said in a choked voice, "I thought my aunt would think of Kuan'er today, so I brought Kuan'er for a walk, but I didn't expect to come here for a purpose. Kuan'er knows that there is no mother in the world who doesn't love her child. When her aunt has her own child, she spoils her younger brother. Kuan'er's opinions and thoughts are no longer important.

I held him in my arms angrily: "Who said it doesn't matter? It's because of my important aunt that she asked you so."

Li Kuan shook his head and said extremely seriously, "Needless to say, Kuan'er will go to worship his deceased father tomorrow!"

He clenched the word "Father" and ran away angrily with unbearable tears in his eyes. I chased him tightly, but the robe on my body blocked my steps, and I could not chase him.

Although Li Kuan is more sensible, he has not yet taken off his child's stubborn childishness. He is angry because he cares about me. Recently, he has indeed paid less attention to him. He often only asks what he has learned after returning from his master's book, and rarely asks about other questions. At the beginning, Li Kuan helped take care of the infuriant Li You. A few days later, he often said that he had to recite his homework, so he was trapped in the small hall. Now that I think about it, it's Li Kuan who came to accompany me, not me by his side. He locked himself in the small hall on the grounds of his homework, perhaps because he wanted me to care for him personally, even if it was just because of his homework. Is what he said to me today? It's all because of my previous negligence.

In those days, I had little time to take care of him because of the secret fight between the East Palace and Chengqian Hall. It was not easy to solve the conflict for a while. It was also my fault to prove that it was all my negligence in one word. How can I deliberately target him? How can I dislike his identity? Li Kuan is so thoughtful!

Li Kuan loves to eat pastry balls and likes to cut fruit assembling. I personally learned the craft of pastry balls from Shang Food Bureau. Although it is not as good-looking as the people of Shang Food Bureau, the taste is not bad. Li Kuan is sensible and should not care about the appearance and taste. Li Kuan closed the door and disappeared this night, and the lights in the room went out early. I wandered in front of the door for a long time, but I still couldn't step down to look at him. He was angry with me. Let's talk about what I prepared after coming back from the worship tomorrow. At that time, my heart should be smooth.

The next day, Li Kuan went to the master's early to study and went to the ancestral hall to worship by himself in the afternoon. During this period, he did not return to the Chengqian Hall. I sent someone to take fruit and plates and put them on the stone table in front of the hall, and put them in his small hall with the pastry balls made by myself from the Food Bureau. Everything was ready and waited for Li Kuan to come back.

I looked at the sky outside, and I guess it's time to finish the worship. At this time, a maid of honor knelt down from outside the hall in a panic and said, "Mo Zhaoxun, something happened to the ancestral hall!"

Li Kuan! I quickly put down the pastry plate and walked towards the ancestral hall. From that direction, the panicked eunuchs kept rushing to the Chengqian Hall and the Dragon Hall. Suddenly, his men held the brocade tightly and strode straight to the ancestral hall. Entering the door of the ancestral hall, there were several palace people kneeling in the yard. In addition, I was the first to arrive.

As I was about to go forward, a maid of honor suddenly stopped me and knelt down and cried, "Please enlighten me, please enlighten me, please enlighten me!"

I was eager, and I raised my eyebrows and asked, "What's going on?"

The maid of honor trembled and dared not speak. I glanced at it and wanted to come forward again. She suddenly hugged my leg and said, "Somehow, the candlestick on the high table fell down and fell down. It happened that... It happened that the second son was worshipping... Mo Zhao was training to spare his life!"

The maid knelt on the ground and kowtowed constantly, and the people in the yard also cried for their lives. My heart was shocked, my footsteps were heavy, and I couldn't move for a moment. The ancestral hall trembled and knelt down with a man in the underground palace. The trembling cries and kowtows kept coming to his ears. He was extremely panicked and could no longer stop taking a step. I didn't care about these people. I raised my throat and walked straight into the ancestral hall. Finally, I couldn't stand the scene in front of me. I softened my feet and took a few steps and coughed repeatedly. Qing'er held me behind and hurriedly cheer me up. I wanted to hear some rejection of this scene, but I only smelled the choking of forbearance. I leaned in front of the small body and stroked his thin red-blooded hair.

I can't believe that this is Li Kuan, who was still flirting with me a few days ago. I withdrew my hand and didn't dare to look at him or touch him. My blood-stained fingers grasped Qinger's sleeve robe and half fell to the ground, and my throat trembled: "How sacred is this Tang Palace? How can you play?"