At the same time.

Tai Chi Hall.

Li Zhi had already calmed down, just silently looked at Ruyi Niang in his hand, staring at it stupidly, thinking.

Wang De, along with De'an, and Rui'an, who hurried over after hearing the news, all had red eyes.

After a long time, Li Zhicai asked softly:

"Feng Yu Luo Yi...... And the treasure shoes...... Where is it at the moment? ”

Wang De bowed slightly, but said with red eyes:

"After Miss Wu left the palace, according to the instructions of the lord, she put them all away and put them in the Lizheng Palace."

Li Zhi was silent, picked up the poem, got up and left the hall.

When the servants saw this, they hurriedly followed.

In the darkness of the night, Li Zhi quickly walked to the Lizheng Palace.

Looking up at the Lizheng Hall standing majestically in the night, he didn't shed any more tears, but just walked in calmly, calmly pushed open the door of the hall, and walked into the hall.

Slowly, after looking around, he turned around and walked to the side of the side hall.

Pushing open the door of the temple, the huge bookshelf appeared in front of him.

Silently, he walked to the hall, and Wang De hurriedly entered, went to take the very good Feng Yu Luo Yi from the box, and presented it to Li Zhi.

Li Zhi looked at the fiery clothes, and his eyes seemed to appear again, the girl who was in the Yanjia Palace**, dancing with flowing clouds and flying sleeves under the moonlight.

So delicate, so joyful, so carefree.

For a while, tears poured out again, drop by drop, one by one, into the golden red glow illuminated by the indoor fire candles, and the brilliant cloth.

Trembling, he gently stroked his shirt, choked with tears, and said softly without raising his head:

"I always thought I was sad......

But until today, until today......

I realized that the sadness was pressed in my heart......

has been pressing, and has never allowed it to leak out......

It was originally from the moment my father left......

From the moment Mei Niang walked out of the Taiji Palace......

This wound has been engraved in my heart for a long time, and it has never passed......

I always thought it was over......

I really thought it was over......"

Li Zhi's tears were like springs, and he couldn't suppress his trembling, and finally turned into a whimper:

"It's not......

Not at all......

Never left at all......

It never left ......"

He slumped to the ground, buried his face in the glorious clothes, and wept bitterly.

……

The time has passed.

Li Zhi still hugged the clothes and sat on the ground in a daze, but he didn't cry anymore.

Seeing this, De'an and Ryan were also worried in their hearts, you look at me, I look at you, they don't know what to do.

Although they are Li Zhi's close attendants, they no longer understand how a poem and a piece of clothing can cause Li Zhi's heartache like this.

Wang De still understands in his heart that although Li Zhi seems to be calm and has a deep heart, he is actually really affectionate and sorrowful, and he is a good boy who misses the old.

Li Zhi has always been Li Zhi and has never changed. These days are light and breezy, and it is just a gesture. It was Mei Niang's anger and venting when she left the palace that day, in fact, there was also a hidden pain behind it.

It's just that Li Zhi is too good at forbearance, and he is too good at forbearance, so forbearance that he even inadvertently ignores this pain in his heart.

It is these days that he is so devoted to his political affairs and does nothing else.

Now seeing Li Zhi venting out at the same time, although after all, he has watched him grow up since he was a child, and he is inevitably distressed, but he can't help but breathe a sigh of relief:

It's not a good thing to hold back this pain, but fortunately, Mei Niang's poem today triggered all his sorrows, so vent it well.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that Li Zhi will continue to endure it.

He didn't expect it badly.

At this moment, Li Zhi has regained his calm, real calm.

Many things suddenly became clear for a while.

After a while, Li Zhi suddenly opened his mouth and asked Wang Dedao:

"Uncle De, in your opinion, in the palace of my father and queen back then, who was stronger between the queen mother who died early and the concubine Yang Shu, Wei Zhaorong, and Concubine Yin De, and today's princess Xiao Liangdi?"

Wang De had never heard Li Zhi call him Uncle De, and he felt a little panicked for a while, but after a while, he turned sad:

After all, as far as Li Zhi is concerned, he is used to relying on his elders. Now that the first emperor has passed away, his uncle has no support, Mei Niang is not there, and Xu Hui can only be regarded as a friend......

For him, he became an elder.

I didn't know whether it was sad or happy in my heart for a while, so I simply didn't want to, and only measured it slightly before saying:

"Concubine Yang Shufei was born in a noble family, although she is a woman and has behaved all her life, she is a hero; Although Wei Zhaorong is willful and arrogant, he acts ruthlessly and decisively, and kills decisively; Concubine Yin De is good at hiding her thoughts and planning secretly, but she does not hesitate to do what she should do, and she is even more strategic......

It's not that the old slave said something that he didn't like, if compared with these three, the crown princess and Xiao Liangdi acted in the same way, but they were really just a three-year-old child's means.

Not to mention that Mo Ti is such a talented and peerless sage as Empress Changsun......

The comparison between the lord is too high for the crown princess and Xiao Liangdi.

If you really think about it, this princess and Xiao Liangdi's wisdom is known, and compared with Xiao Jieyu back then, they are still better, and they can be compared with Concubine Zheng Xian Yuan Zhaoyuan, but compared to these people......

Whether it is the wisdom of the talent or the pattern of the eyes, it is really too far behind. ”

Li Zhi smiled faintly, got up slowly, held Feng Yu Luoyi's hand tightly but waved away De'an Rui'an's support, walked to the box where the clothes were kept, took one last look at the red clothes in his hand, and put them in the box with great care, and then gently closed the box, and then asked:

"What about Mei Niang?"

"Martial girl? That's a different story. Don't hide it from the lord, when the first emperor was alive, whenever he mentioned the martial girl, it was a mouthful of admiration.

Even Yang Shufei was regarded as a great enemy when she was there, and she didn't dare to ignore it.

In the eyes of the old slave...... The talent of the martial girl is witty, open-minded, and ......

Although it is still not as good as the queen mother after all, it is comparable to Yang Shufei. Compared with Concubine Yinde, Wei Zhaorong and others are much better. ”

"In that case, why was Mei Niang forced again and again, and finally forced to leave the palace as a nun?"

Wang De was stunned, but he was speechless when he opened his mouth.

In the end, Li Zhi smiled lightly, took a step back, looked at the thing in the room with his hands behind his back, but only said slowly:

"Because I am not as good as my father, I don't have the momentum of my father who dominates the world and is bold and decisive.

It is only today that I understand why my father has been teaching me that this world is mine, and everything is mine......

As long as I want, I can take it......

Uncle De, it turns out that I have never regarded this world as my own.

Even before today, I just felt that the world was ......

It's just for the sake of my father and for the sake of Mei Niang......

That's why I ended up in such a state of being forced by people everywhere.

And Mei Niang......

She is my woman, no matter how great her ability and talent are, if I can't be strong as her man, she knows it all by herself, and it is also empty......

Yes, no.

It's really me, no. ”