"Li, the royal brother was just sick before, which caused the memory to be a little blurry. Brother Huang didn't remember you. Li Chengqian touched Li Liqian's head and said with a wry smile.

"Okay then, for the sake of the royal brother, you were sick before, Lizhi will forgive you." Li Lizhi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said aggrievedly.

"Uh-huh. Thank you, Imperial Sister. Li Chengqian nodded.

"Hehe, don't thank you, brother." As a member of the royal family, Li Lizhi is naturally not a sad person, and when she heard Li Chengqian's flowers, she immediately smiled.

"Let's go, follow my brother into the temple." Li Chengqian held Li Liqian's hand and said with a smile.

In his previous life, Li Chengqian had no brothers and sisters. Therefore, Li Chengqian decided to praise the well-behaved and lovely Li Liqian to the sky.

As soon as she entered the Taiji Hall, Li Lizhi immediately became active.

After all, Li Lizhen is only a few years old, and she is still a little restrained in front of outsiders after all.

The main hall of Taiji Hall is Li Chengqian's exclusive territory. Except for Li Chengqian's permission, as well as Li Shimin and Empress Changsun, no one can enter. There are only Li Chengqian and Li Liqian, and Li Liqian's nature is naturally liberated.

"Brother, I heard from the palace maids that you wrote a poem for the queen mother, and then the whole country almost knew about it?" Li Lizhi sat on Li Chengqian's bed, swinging her legs one by one, and said to Li Chengqian with a smile.

"Uh... It seems like yes. Li Chengqian was silent for a moment and nodded helplessly.

Hey, it's really people who are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong. I wrote a random poem and became famous.

Li Chengqian actually just wants to be an ordinary loser.

"Brother, you can also write me a poem." Li Lizhi said with a smile

"Why ......" Li Chengqian's eyes widened.

Feeling this royal family, when Li Chengqian is a wholesale poem. See one and ask for a song, and see one for a song. Well, although Li Chengqian can also be regarded as a wholesale poem. But that can't be the case.

"You have written poems for your father, queen and mother, and I want it too." Li Lizhi tilted her head and said arrogantly.

Li Chengqian was speechless, and his feelings were still following the trend of poetry.

"I don't care, I want it. Brother, if you don't compose a poem for me, I'll cry to you. Li Lizhi immediately pursed her little mouth.

“... All right. Li Chengqian had no choice but to agree. After all, Li Chengqian has already decided to lift Li Lizhi to the sky, so naturally he will not let Li Lizhi shed tears.

"Hee-hee, think about it, brother. Beauty is waiting for you. Li Li said with a smile.

Li Chengqian thought about it for a long time in his heart, and finally settled on a sentence in Li Bai's poem.

"Lizhi, my brother only has one sentence for you. There is only this one sentence that can describe you. Li Chengqian said with a smile.

"Well, brother, you can say it. Beauty is not disgusted. Li Li said obediently.

"Listen up." Although Li Chengqian was a little speechless, Li Chengqian decided not to care about the little girl.

"Clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving" is a simple ten words, used to describe the current Li Liqian, which couldn't be better. Although the poem written by Li Bai was not written by a person. However, Li Bai was not born after all. is used to write people, and Li Bai doesn't know either.

"Brother, although Lizhi doesn't understand. However, Lizhi thinks that you write well. Li Lizhi looked at Li Chengqian with admiration on her face.

"That's, don't look at who your brother is." Li Chengqian naturally seized the opportunity to blow a wave fiercely.

"Brother, can you teach me to write poetry?" Li Lizhi said suddenly.

"Oh? What's wrong? Li Chengqian looked at Li Liqian suspiciously.

You must know that Li Bai is a very famous poet in history. It's all because of a bad career that I write poems. Could it be that this little girl has a heart at such a young age?

As an elder brother, Li Chengqian is still very worried about his sister.

"I just want to learn." Li Lizhi shook her head and said solemnly.

In order to show her determination, Li Lizhen raised her little hand and clenched her fist to show Li Chengqian to show her determination.

"Silly Nizi, poetry is not so easy to learn. If you like poetry, you can come to your brother and me if you want to listen to it. I can read it to you. However, if you want to learn poetry, you can't learn it for the time being. Li Chengqian touched Li Liqian's little head and said with a smile.

"Why?" Li Li said suspiciously.

"Because you're still too young, you have to know how to write poetry. You learned the words first. And then my brother will teach you, is that okay? Li Chengqian looked at Li Liqian, who was only a few years old in front of him, and said flickeringly.

Kids, most of them are three-minute heat. Maybe it's in the mood now. However, after being fooled, I forgot about it every few days, and I only knew how to play.

Moreover, Li Lizhen is only a few years old. Li Chengqian didn't want Li Liqian to have too much burden. You must know that such a thing as writing poetry is not something that can be done just by thinking about it. Poetry also needs inspiration. What inspiration can a child at what age be? Except, of course, Li Chengqian.

"Oh. All right. But, brother, let's talk about it. When Lizhi learns to write, you will teach me to compose poetry. Li Lizhi said very seriously.

"Hmm. Deal. Li Chengqian nodded and agreed to Li Liqian.

"Then, brother, I'll go first. I will read the poem you have written to me to the Queen Mother. Li Lizhi jumped off the bed and said with a smile.

"yes, okay." Li Chengqian nodded.

arranged for Zhang San to send Li Lizhen to the Lizheng Palace, and Li Chengqian was relieved after Zhang San returned. Although this is in the palace, Li Chengqian is still afraid that someone who will not be long-sighted will hurt Li Liqian.

"Qiu Lian, prepare a meal for me and bring it over." After Li Lizhi left, Li Chengqian realized that his stomach was very hungry. Immediately asked Qiu Lian to prepare the meal.

"Yes, His Royal Highness the Prince." Qiu responded and immediately began to get busy.

After instructing Qiu Lian, Li Chengqian began to write down the tea-making process. After all, that tea-making process only existed in Li Chengqian's mind. And just by saying it, Li Chengqian felt that there would always be something wrong. Therefore, Li Chengqian decided to handwrite the tea-making process by hand.

Of course, this is also because the system has the best and most streamlined in its hands. It's just a few thousand words. Otherwise, Li Chengqian would not have been able to write if he was killed.

In ancient times, there were no ballpoint pens, no water-based pens. Therefore, Li Chengqian can only write with a brush. In this way, Li Chengqian's speed was more than twice as slow.

However, there is no way, everything is to become the first loser.

Soon, 30 minutes passed.

Qiu Lian brought the vegetables to Li Chengqian's eyes one by one. When Qiu Lian finished serving the dishes completely, Li Chengqian only wrote a little more than a thousand words.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, can you eat?"