Since Lu Wanjie called the palace, she has not stepped out of the gate.

The farthest she has ever been was that time when the guy took her to watch the fireworks in front of the Taiji Palace.

Earlier, she didn't say how lively she was, at least she wouldn't be frowning all day long.

Occasionally, I will go outside to worship the Buddha and burn incense, and participate in the poetry gathering.

But now, this girl is completely like a different person.

Every day, I have to go to the small pavilion in the courtyard to sit, looking east and north, and there is no fixed number.

In the past, when the young lady was unhappy, she would read and write in the study by herself, and copy poetry collections.

But now I am always in a daze, and occasionally I am surprised that it is raining and snowing, so I will continue to be in a daze when I put my clothes on my body in the room.

As her maidservant, Zi Tao is also slandered in her heart.

I hate that guy is gone for a year, and he doesn't say he will come back to see it.

……

Inside the Kunning Palace.

Palace people come and go.

It seems that no one has noticed that there is a guy in the hall, who is holding the owner of this Kunning Palace and crying.

After a long time, that guy seemed to be disgusted by the owner of the Kunning Palace and was driven out directly.

That guy also knew that his wife wanted him to hurry up and see his fiancée who was looking forward to winter and autumn and counting the days waiting for him to come back.

Zi Tao, who was guarding the gate, saw this guy coming, her face was full of surprise, and her heart was full of excitement.

The resentment in my heart because of the young lady also disappeared when I saw him.

Somehow, Zi Tao suddenly felt that the person in front of her was a little different.

As for what has changed, she can't say.

Anyway, I just feel that he has a little more on him, which makes people feel very comfortable and friendly.

"Temple ......"

As soon as a word was about to come out, the guy made a silent gesture, then walked up to her and asked with a smile, "What about her?" ”

"Inside, taking a nap."

"Huh."

The guy chuckled, and then strode to her boudoir.

When he came to the door, the two little palace maids were full of surprise when they saw him coming.

They hurriedly pushed the door to wake up the sleeping people inside.

Li Chengqian stopped them and made a silent gesture to them.

Then, he crept into the room on his own.

In the room, the decoration is simple, and there is only one wooden ship model on a clinical desk, except for the four treasures of the study.

This ship model was made by Li Chengqian, and was later destroyed by Li Liqian.

After the restoration, it was just in time for Lu Wanjie to come to live in the palace, so he simply gave the ship model to Lu Wanjie.

Not to mention, this ship model still has a certain commemorative significance for the two of them.

After all, when the two of them were released, Li Chengqian was doing this thing.

Li Chengqian walked to the bookcase, on which were several sheets of rice paper with many broken poems written on them.

I have to say that this Lu Wanjie really lives up to the name of a talented woman in Chang'an.

Not to mention that the handwriting is beautiful, this poem is also worth chewing on.

Unlike Li Chengqian, although the poems he made were admired, the words were written like earthworms crawling over.

If it weren't for someone who knew him, I am afraid that I would not be able to see what was written in that scribbled handwriting.

Looking at the woman's deep boudoir, there was a little sad poetry.

Li Chengqian couldn't help but sigh.

Since the end of the third year of Zhenguan, he has been tinkering with the affairs of the farm.

Zhenguan went to the Northern Desert in four years and began to formally establish a farm.

He thought that he would be able to arrange everything by the middle of the fourth year and get out and come back.

Who would have thought that there would be three things in the Northeast halfway.

This back and forth was delayed until the end of the fourth year of Zhenguan.

In order for the project to go smoothly, it has been delayed until now.

It's been a year and a half in the blink of an eye.

And after he came back, he learned that half a year ago, his old son began to choose concubines for himself everywhere.

Although Lu Qing has been relieved a lot about this matter because of the conversation with Li Chengqian, he does not have too many opinions on this matter.

But does Lu Wanjie have any opinions in her heart, who has asked?

No matter what era it is, how many women are willing to serve a husband with others?

In the final analysis, Lu Wanjie just didn't show it.

But she didn't say it on the surface, but she wrote all the resentment into the poem.

Looking at the poem in front of him, Li Chengqian also scolded himself in his heart for being a scumbag.

But what can be done about it?

Just now, he was still talking to Li Tingxue about this.

In the emperor's family, how many can be free?

Aren't they all involuntarily?

While feeling helpless, he also felt distressed.

I feel sorry for this girl, who keeps all those things in her heart and doesn't say anything to herself.

Even when writing to him, what is written in the words is that he misses him and cares for him.

Li Chengqian turned his head and looked at the bed, the girl who accompanied him to catch crabs in Yangcheng Lake that year.

Li Chengqian never thought that he would be in today's situation.

He always thought that he would always have fun and not ask about political affairs.

But now, he is still swept into this bottomless abyss.

Although he was very reluctant in his heart, he couldn't help but think about it.

In the future, what will happen if you really become an emperor.

Can you dominate the world?

Can he really do better than Li Zhi as an emperor?

The afterglow clears and the twilight fades.

There was a snap on the bed, and the woman slapped her arm and opened her sleepy eyes.

"Why are there mosquitoes at this time......

She muttered, then got up and looked at the sky outside.

It was already ten in the evening.

Seeing this, she sat up suddenly.

put on his shoes indiscriminately, and while getting dressed, he complained about the purple peach beside him.

"Didn't you say that you woke me up after noon, why is it all this hour......

During this time, she has been learning the rules from Empress Changsun.

How to run a house, how to manage things, how to be a good wife and mother who can keep her duty.

Being able to rest for an hour at noon was also granted to her by Empress Changsun when she saw that she was emaciated.

At first, she couldn't sleep, but later she accepted it, and she would sit down every day at noon.

Who knew that none of the girls in the courtyard today told her to get up.

Although Empress Changsun is gentle and treats her well, she will not blame and scold her for this.

But the self-blame in her heart was enough to make her uncomfortable.

Zi Tao pursed her lips and smiled without saying a word.

Seeing her smiling appearance, Lu Wanjie was even more angry.

She raised her hand and slapped Zi Tao's head.

"You girl, you still laugh at me, believe it or not, I let people marry you casually as a farmer?"

"Don't ......"

Although the head was beaten without pain, Zi Tao was still a little aggrieved: "Miss, you promised me a long time ago that you would find me a good family." ”

"Hey, you dare to talk too much."

"Look at me if I don't teach you a good lesson today."

Lu Wanjie directly threw her teeth and claws towards Zi Tao, holding a small pink fist, chasing and killing Zi Tao.

Just as she was chasing down the bookcase, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

On the paper where she wrote countless poems, there was an extra line of small words at some point.

"On April 13 of the fifth year of Zhenguan, Li Chengqian came here for a visit."

Seeing this, she suddenly turned her head, looked at Zi Tao and asked, "This ...... Who wrote this? ”

"Who else, of course, His Highness himself wrote it."

Zi Tao rubbed her head with an aggrieved face: "I just wanted to say that His Royal Highness has been sitting outside and waiting for Miss for an afternoon." ”

Hearing this, Lu Wanjie slammed the door open and ran outside the house.

When I was far away, I saw the man who had been thinking about it for a long time, sitting in a small pavilion in the courtyard.