For Chen Ji, her daughter's happiness should not be like this, even if she marries Li Xinchen, she can completely ignore these.

The water spilled by the daughter who got married, after Lechang married Li Xinchen, he was a member of the Li family, how is this Da Chen, how is this court, it stands to reason that there is not much contact with her. But she is the princess of Da Chen, the smartest, most understanding and the most stubborn one among Chen Ji's daughters, and that man is one of the biggest threats to Da Chen in the future, so the love between them is destined to be dull and full of joy.

But if you want to choose a suitable person to complete Chen Ji's task of appeasing Li Xinchen, Lechang is the most suitable choice no matter where you consider it.

Although Chen Ji was very reluctant, he had no other way.

After a long time, Le Chang lowered his head, and his voice became calm, without any ups and downs: "As Princess Da Chen, my daughter has already been prepared, and I ask my father to rest assured that despite the decree, as long as the son and son still live, I will do my best to preserve my Da Chen bloodline." ”

Chen Ji sighed low and waved his hand: "Le'er, you should step back first." ”

Lechang stood up, bowed his hand respectfully, and slowly retreated.

Chen Ji looked at Lechang's gradually retreating figure, grabbed the futon tightly with both hands, and tried his best not to cry.

Since the beginning of the Emperor Wen period, Chen Rong has been a horse for most of his life, but in the end, he has nothing to do in the face of a young man like Li Xinchen, he can only hope that the high-ranking official Houlu can restrain Li Xinchen, and even this is not enough, even his most beloved daughter has to be handed over to Li Xinchen, Chen Ji can say that there is a stone blocked there in his heart, which is extremely uncomfortable.

Other Chen Ji can not care, but Lechang is the pearl of his palm that he has watched since he was a child, he is the most filial to him, and he is also Chen Ji's favorite child, otherwise Chen Ji would not have made a promise to let Lechang choose a wishful man by himself. Now Chen Ji can't even keep this promise for the sake of this country, so he can only pin the future of the Chen family on his daughter, and exchange Lechang's happiness for the possible stability of the Chen family.

Thinking of this, Chen Ji felt that he was incompetent.

After working hard for most of his life, he has used all kinds of cruel and cruel methods, and he has seen all cunning and difficult opponents, but in the end, he sits in the highest position, but he can't even protect the pearl in his palm.

He is a failed emperor, but also a failed father.

Chen Ji slammed the edge of the bed and sighed.

The other Chen Ji felt that he could still bear it, but if Lechang resented him because of this, Chen Ji only felt that he was very ashamed. In this life, he is destined to abandon his family and children, but in the end, the world has not all of them, and even his daughter, who has not loved much over the years, has to be handed over.

This kind of shame and frustration hit Chen Ji too hard.

He can only hope that Lechang can understand his hard work, Chen Ji is as he said, he doesn't mind bearing all the anger and resentment, and he can't wait to replace him.

Chen Ji asked himself that he was worthy of the heaven and earth, and the real loss was probably Lechang's daughter.

Lechang didn't know how he walked back to the dormitory step by step, and several maidservants chased after her and asked a few times, but Lechang didn't say anything from beginning to end. As for the queen and the concubines who were waiting outside the door after hearing the news, they didn't care about Lechang's strange appearance, after all, their focus was on Chen Ji.

Princess Lechang is just a daughter's family anyway, no matter what Chen Ji and Lechang say, these concubines believe that Lechang can't make any waves.

After all, this is still an era of male supremacy, and even if it is a golden branch and jade leaf, it has no say in most matters.

And obviously Le Chang didn't mean to greet these concubines, after leaving from Chen Ji's sickbed, Her Royal Highness Princess Nan Chen, who was smart and icy, was like a lost soul, and she didn't even know that she had walked to the door of her room.

Almost kicked on the threshold, Le Chang came back to his senses and whispered, "You all stay here." ”

Several handmaidens subconsciously glanced at each other, although they were very worried, but they were also used to Lechang's order, and stopped saluting at the moment.

And Lechang stretched out his hand to push open the door and slowly walked in. Just behind the screen, on the wall hung Li Xinchen's own inscription "Ai Lian Said", the strong and powerful handwriting made Le Chang a little trance, and in an instant she seemed to see the man standing alone in front of thousands of troops, the man who broke through the obstruction of the fog, provoked the spear in his hand, and forced all the traitors to retreat, the man who resolutely blocked himself behind him.

The back of the mountain helped him block all the wind and rain.

Lechang didn't even know how difficult and heavy his life would be in the future if he regarded this mountain as an enemy.

Li Xinchen will never be a suitable person to be an enemy. Asking himself, Lechang felt that he was not even qualified to stand on the same level as Li Xinchen. It was always his arms that were around him, his heart open to him, and his back to the wind and waves.

Lechang turned around slowly, and then saw the painting at the head of his bed.

There is a portrait of a general hanging on the bedside of a princess's bedroom, and I am afraid that anyone who will be surprised when they see it, but Lechang's bedside is indeed the case.

The young man in armor strangled the war horse in front of Lechang, the war horse neighed, the people stood up, the snow-white war horse was stained with blood, his armor was also a little torn, and the gun in his hand reflected the sun, still fearless towards the enemy.

The whole person seems to come to life.

This is Li Xinchen, painted by Lechang himself, changing the style of the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River and the small bridges and flowing water that she has always painted, this young general who fought bloodily and had torn clothes and armor, but everywhere revealed the spirit of courage and killing, and it seemed that thousands of troops and horses had no way to stop his advance.

Such a painting hangs on the wall, which forms a sharp contrast with the splashed ink landscape painting scroll next to it, adding a bit of solemnity. However, such a picture scroll is hung closest to the head of the master's bed, so that the owner can see the painting and the person on it at the first time.

Next to the painting, the inscription reads: Qin Shimingyue Han Shiguan, the Long March has not been returned. But to make the dragon city fly will not teach Humadu Yin Mountain.

This poem was given to Lechang by Li Xinchen in a letter, and Lechang's original transcription was written next to this painting, and the girl's handwriting certainly could not be as dragon and phoenix dancing as Li Xinchen, with iron hooks and silver strokes, but with a kind of stubbornness in a gentle turn.

As for this painting, needless to say, the painting is naturally Li Xinchen.

Lechang slowly walked to the side of Li Xinchen's portrait, and gently stretched out his hand to touch the portrait that he didn't know he had touched thousands of times.