Chapter 5 Cold Night Thoughts

The night is very deep. The snow has been falling. The wind is very strong. The piercing north wind keeps roaring, and the sky is so cold. Even if there are two big charcoal basins burning in the room, it is still difficult to stop the pervasive chill. Although he is covered with two layers of thick brocade quilts, Li Xian's small body is still not strong. It curled up into a ball, like a kitten. At first glance, it seemed to have slept sweetly, but the constantly shaking eyelids leaked the secrets.

The picture, the scene of the scene, beating, flashing and tangled, constantly piled up in Li Xian's mind like a montage, and the pressure gathered was getting greater and greater. At the end, it was as heavy as a mountain, which made Li Xian's breathing more and more rapid.

"No, no, no..."

As the most painful scars in the bottom of his heart were uncovered one by one, and under the stimulation of great pain, Li Xian suddenly turned over and shouted with cold sweat on his face. His voice was high and sharp. Suddenly, he woke up the two little maids who were sleeping on the small couch beside him.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!"

"Your Highness, wake up!"

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Although the two little maids are fifteen or six years old, they have been following Li Xian for some years, but they have rarely encountered such a situation at present. At this time, they saw Li Xian roaring like crazy, and they all panicked and rushed forward. One of them pressed one of Li Xian's arms and shouted anxiously.

"Wow..." After Li Xian roared for a while, the enlarged pupil slowly contracted to normal. Then he was shaken by the two maids and gradually woke up. He looked at the two maids beside him, grew angry, and slowly shook his head and said, "It's okay. I just had a dream. It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. , Yanhong, Cui Liu, bring me a pot of tea for you. I want you to be quiet.

"Your Highness, are you really all right?"

Yan Hong is a big girl. Li Xianshang has followed Li Xian when he lived in the palace. She has been serving Li Xian for six years. She knows Li Xian's temperament very well. At this time, she saw that Li Xian's speech was clear and peaceful. No longer the previous madness, she was slightly relieved, but listened to Li Xian's tone. Unlike the childish appearance as usual, like a little old man, he couldn't help but be suspicious again. He looked at Li Xian doubtfully and hesitated to ask.

Is it okay? It can't be really okay. The reason why Li Xian was awakened by Shengsheng before was that he dreamed of the most painful experience in his previous life. After Li Xian was abolished as the king of Luling in his previous life, his favorite eldest son, Li Chongrun, only discussed a few words about Wu Mei Niang's private life with his sister Li Xianhui and her brother-in-law Wu Yanji. If he was not careful, he was told to Wu Mei Niang. Therefore, he was ordered by Wu Mei Niang to be killed in front of Li Xian's staff. Under the messy stick, the wailing words of a son and a woman cut Li Xian's heart into pieces like a knife. At this time, even if he knew that this had not happened, the pain of the spine still could not be diluted, and It can't be resolved.

The tiger poison still doesn't eat the son, but Wu Mei Niang kills the son, the daughter and the grandson. In order for her to ascend the throne of God, there is nothing she dares to do. Does such a person deserve to be a mother? No, she doesn't deserve it. She is a scum, a demon in human skin! Thinking of a bloody and tearful "past events" in his previous life, Li Xian's heart suddenly jumped wildly, but he told him rationally that these things were not confidential, no matter who they were, they could not be heard!

"It's okay. I just want to be alone. Go and make a pot of tea for me. No, let's have a warm pot of wine."

Although Li Xian felt great pain in his heart, he did not want to show anything in front of the two little girls, let alone pour it out to them. He frowned slightly, suppressed his upset, and ordered in a flat tone.

"Yes, the maidservant obeys."

Yanhong's small mouth moved a few times, and she wanted to persuade her again, but as soon as she saw that Li Xian's childish face had shown obvious impatience, she suddenly felt that a spirit that could not be taken lightly came to her face, and her heart was shocked. She dared not say more. She answered the promise in a regular way, and led Cui Liu to Zhang Luo to warm wine without mentioning it.

Eighteen years, and there are 18 years left! Li Xian remembers clearly that in the last life, his cowardly father still had 18 years to live. He seemed to have plenty of time to calculate, but in fact, it was not the case. Li Xian, who had experienced it once, was very clear that the reason why Wu Mei Niang was able to ascend to Dabao as a woman was that she had accumulated incomparable in these 18 years. In this sense, the time left for Li Xian is pitiful.

Ten years, not more than ten years at most. In this short ten years, if Li Xian can't establish a force enough to compete with Wu Mei Niang, waiting for him will still be a miserable and depressed life, and may even be worse than the fate of the previous life - the reason why Li Xian was deposed in the previous life can still save his life, and It is not that Wu Mei Niang can't bear to poison him, but disdain it. Because Li Xian in his previous life has neither outstanding talent nor the team that shakes the dynasty, he is useless except for the identity of an emperor, and this is the fundamental point that Li Xian can save his life in his life in his previous life. In other words, if Li Xian wants to make a difference in this life, it will be difficult to let it. Wu Mei Niang left someone under the knife.

What should I do? Do you drift with the tide? No! Never! Li Xian, who has suffered for a lifetime, never wants to do this again. Even if he is dead, Li Xian has to fight again. Otherwise, how can he be worthy of such a chance of rebirth given by God, but where should this fight start?

"Your Highness, the wine you asked for is here."

Just when Li Xian was at a loss and didn't know where the way was, Yanhong led two maids and walked in from outside the door with food boxes. As soon as she saw Li Xian sitting on the edge of the couch wrapped in a quilt in a daze, she was stunned, but she didn't dare to ask more. She rushed forward. She was blessed and reported softly.

"Well, put it on."

Li Xianxin was not eating. He only glanced at Yanhong and said inexorably.

"Yes, the maidservant obeys." Yanhong became more and more suspicious of Li Xian's abnormal behavior, but she didn't dare to say it. She frowned slightly and answered. She commanded the two little maids to put wine and food on the table in front of the bed, and then walked to Li Xian and said softly, "Your Highness, I will wait for you to change your clothes."

"Well, there is Sister Lao Yanhong." Li Xian would not refuse Yan Hong's kindness. He nodded and thanked faintly. There was no emotion in his words.

"Your Highness, is there anything wrong with entering the palace today?" After all, Yanhong has been a close maid with Li Xian for many years. In the past, she was used to Li Xian at will. Although she was surprised by the majestic spirit previously shown by Li Xian, she still couldn't hide the words in her heart. She asked tentatively when she was changing clothes for Li Xian.

Uh-huh, this girl is suspicious! Li Xian, who has the memory of the third generation, is no longer Wu Xia A Meng. He is very sensitive. As soon as he hears Yan Hong's question, he has guessed what he is thinking, but he doesn't pay much attention to it. He just frowned slightly and replied faintly, "It's no big deal. I can handle it alone."

Although Li Xian's tone was plain, it was full of irresistible domineering inside. There was a kind of casual sigh. Hearing this, Yan Hong couldn't help but be stunned. The corners of her mouth twitched, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions. She gently finished her clothes for Li Xian. She stood aside with her hands and couldn't help looking at it with curiosity. Li Xian's undeveloped little body seems to be asking where Li Xian's obvious changes come from.

"You can all retreat and stay alone." Although Li Xian saw what Yan Hong was thinking, he was too lazy to care about it and didn't want to talk about it. He just waved his hand quietly.

"Yes, the maidservant obeys."

Since Li Xian said so, Yan Hong did not dare to obey. She answered quickly and led the maids in the room back to the door, waiting in the warm pavilion outside, waiting for Li Xian's summons at any time.

There is no good wine in the Tang Dynasty. Even if Li Xiangui is the prince, everything in the house is just rice wine. It is light but light, but there is little wine taste. Not to mention the high-end wine such as Maotai that Li Xian drank in later generations, even the bulk wine sold on the street is more mellow than this tasteless rice wine. At this time, Li Xian's mind is not on wine. He will take a few sips, but he can barely make do with it. However, the wine is sad, and he is even more worried.

Fight is definitely going to fight. This is a matter of certainty, but where to start from this fight makes Li Xian very much like a tiger eating the sky - Wu Mei Niang, the snake and scorpion-hearted person, doesn't have to talk about it. He can't expect it to eliminate his ambition to usurp the throne at all. Gao Zong can't count on it. To be honest, The reason why Gao Zong himself can ascend the throne is just because of luck. Otherwise, in terms of talent alone, Gao Zong is definitely the last one among the sons of Taizong. Such a person who is not suitable to be an emperor at all, how dares Li Xian put his hope on him? At most, he uses his soft heart to make some small articles. That's all. It's really not the right way to self-improvement. As for the two brothers, they are also unreliable - both of them are talented. Unfortunately, they are unlucky. Such an ambitious old woman will only die in the end. Obviously, it is unreliable to rely on outsiders. The key is whether you can break through one. The way.

Strength, in the final analysis, depends on strength to speak. Whether it is self- protection or to stop Wu Mei Niang's ambition, if you don't have strength, everything is nonsense. That's right. But it is difficult to build your own team without arousing Wu Mei Niang's vigilance. If you are not careful, no It may attract the side eyes of the two brothers, and it is more likely to attract the heavy blow of Wu Mei Niang. Once it falls into such a situation, it will be doomed. This can't be avoided by being careful. There must be a blindfold to cover it. In this way, the question comes out - who will use it as the fig leaf?

Do you use your father as a shield? Unrealistic! The whole court is nominally owned by his father, and he doesn't need to get together by himself; Wu Mei Niang? That's even more impossible. It's just a matter of seeking death with a tiger; prince? There is a little possibility, but although the prince is kind, he is not a fool. On the contrary, the prince is very shrewd. Under the kind face, it is a very shrewd heart. It is difficult to deceive him. Besides, according to the name of righteousness, the future world is his world, and he does not need to rush to cultivate selfishness. At the end, it is obvious that this road does not go through. Speaking of which, only Li Xian has some hope!

"Li Xian? Li Xian!" Li Xian muttered a few times unconsciously, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He already had some fixed ideas in his heart. Then he thought about it carefully along this clue. His mind gradually became lively, and his smile unconsciously spread along the corners of his mouth. After a long time, Li Xian suddenly gave a high-five and shouted, "Come on, pass Gao Mi, come and see you immediately!"

As soon as Li Xian said this, the maids waiting at the warm pavilion outside suddenly had a slight chaos...