Chapter 9 Yang Yuhuan

Guo Li took Yang Yuhuan's hand and strolled under the wall of Ximing Temple, and the extremely pious chanting of the monks in the temple came to his ears.

Suddenly, I didn't know what to say, Guo Li's mind was full of "Long Hate Song". At the beginning, in order to memorize "The Song of Long Hatred", Guo Li took the language book in a park not far from his home and memorized it for an afternoon. That's it, a few sentences in the middle are still forgotten. Bai Juyi, Bai Juyi, if I meet you, I have to ask, why do you write so long.

Yang Yuhuan is right in front of him, and in another ten years, this thin body will exude an unrivaled charm.

If Princess Wan'an's temperament and appearance, coupled with a little wisdom, make Guo Li's heart have a thousand knots, then Yang Yuhuan, who is pulling in the palm of his hand at the moment, doesn't know how beautiful he will be in the future?

At first, Guo Li was going to send it back to the girl's grandmother's house, but now when he knew that the girl was Yang Yuhuan, he didn't know what to do.

Guo Li hesitated.

Maybe it's all because of the girl next to her.

There are 3,000 beauties in the harem, and 3,000 are pampered in one.

"Engong, the slave is going back, grandma will be in a hurry."

Yang Yuhuan's words woke up Guo Li, who was struggling in his heart, and the chanting passed into his ears, like an initiation.

This world is no longer the Tang Dynasty in history, and Guo Li's existence has brought great changes to this world. It is said that a change in the frequency of a butterfly's wings in South America can cause a tornado in North America...

Butterfly effect.

This world is still changing, since he came over and traveled to this historical world, it has been imperceptibly moistened silently, but Guo Li doesn't know what has changed.

I'm just a traverser, there's no need to take on the responsibility of Iron Man and Spider-Man Superman, history is history after all, and everything in history has fallen into dust. Thinking of this, Guo Li took Yang Yuhuan's little hand and walked towards the little girl's home.

"Why did the princess come here?" Guo Lishili asked. It is rumored that Princess Wan'an saw the emperor yesterday, "Longyan is happy, and thousands of households are sealed." "The news of Chang'an City is very fast, and any wind and grass is remembered by those who have a heart, and the whole city knows about it the next day.

Princess Wan'an is also holding a child in her hand, and I don't know which prince it is. I was also surprised to see Princess Guo Li, especially when I found that the other party was holding a little girl in her hand.

The princess didn't ask, her steps slowed down a lot as she frowned, and slowly moved closer to Guo Li's side. When she walked to Guo Li's side, the princess looked at the little girl and asked, "Grandma is at home, why did you run out?" ”

She recognized it.

The little girl asked, "Your Royal Highness, how do you know that the slave has a grandmother?" ”

Wan An gently stroked his hand on the hair on the girl's head, "Princess Ben saw you the day before yesterday, don't you remember?" ”

"Of course the slave remembers, but I'm afraid you will forget the slave and the maid. Engong didn't recognize the slave just now. The little girl laughed and suddenly there were many people with her.

"My name is Li Mao, what's your name?" The little boy pulled by the princess saw that no one was paying attention to him, and took the initiative to greet the little girl.

"The slave maid is called Yang Yuhuan, son, let's play together."

The two children went to play, jumping up and holding their little hands innocently. How good the age is at this time, there are not so many intrigues, and there are not so many troubles.

The public director ran away by two people, and there were not too many people coming and going near Ximing Temple at this time.

"The eldest prince has left Beijing?" Guo Li asked.

"It's not far from Liangzhou, a two-day horseback ride." There was no joy or sorrow on the princess's face.

The road is not far, and the hearts of the people are far away.

Staying with the princess, Guo Li tried to be smarter. The woman in front of her seems to have a delicate heart and can see through many things.

This time the eldest prince was not crowned prince, which shows a lot of problems.

It is customary for the Tang Dynasty to establish the prince early and maintain the country's foundation. According to the news, the two prime ministers today are Yuan Qianyao and Zhang Shuo, both of whom want the eldest prince to become the crown prince. Even Yao Chong, who had been prime minister for three years, is said to have begged Emperor Xuanzong to appoint a crown prince as soon as possible before he died. The position of the crown prince has been vacant for many years, which is not good for the country.

Helplessly, the eldest prince has not been sealed for a long time, and many people are waiting.

"This princess lacks a lieutenant to protect her." The princess said lightly.

Guo Li almost couldn't help but agree. If it was before, even if it was yesterday or before seeing Yang Yuhuan just now, Guo Li would immediately agree to protect the princess without hesitation.

It's just that at this moment, Guo Li has experienced some mental struggles, and he has become insightful of the world. The princess is still on top, and a little guard is just a toy for the princess when she is occasionally bored, or a sight to see.

I am Tang Guo Ziyi, and I want to fulfill my mission. Maybe there is no Guo Ziyi, there will be Zhang Ziyi and Wang Ziyi to save the Tang Dynasty. But since history has chosen Guo Ziyi, and I have just passed through the millennium to come to this most powerful dynasty of the Celestial Empire in history, let the wheel of history continue to roll in the original direction. Suddenly, Guo Li had some realization. Is this a Zen epiphany?

"Next month, I will go to Shuofang, and Her Royal Highness the princess will have a chance to see you again." Guo Li didn't know why it was so difficult to refuse the princess. Even if he had an epiphany, in fact, there was always a voice in his heart telling him: "Promise the princess".

Guo Li didn't have to worry about what impact the refusal would have on the princess. Princess Wan'an escaped into the Dao Gate in her early years, and her Dao heart was already very strong. So, no matter how much he refused, the princess would not react much.

The drizzle fell silently.

The princess's eyes were not on Guo Li, and she didn't know what she was looking at from afar.

At this time, it was the time when Yankang Fang was lively, and the silk village, flower workshop, and tea house were open for business. The rain fell and pedestrians dodged. Umbrellas that have been prepared are set up in the shops and sold on rainy days.

The two children bounced back, completely ignoring the rain that had fallen on them. The boy said happily: "Sister Wan'an, she promised me just now that she will be my daughter-in-law when she grows up." ”

Only then did Guo Li remember that Yang Guifei was the wife of the prince Li Mao before being summoned to the palace.

Is it a coincidence? Or is history supposed to be such a process? Guo Li would rather believe that this is a coincidence. If it was the original historical process, wouldn't it be thousands of coincidences piled up to emerge today's scene?

Guo Li looked at the princess, would it be a coincidence that he met the princess? The princess just retracted her gaze and couldn't help blushing when she saw Guo Li looking at her. Seeing the princess's delicate appearance, suddenly, Guo Li's ambition rose flat.