However, Fan Jun's "battle" plan did not come to fruition as expected, and the crown princes Zhao Tianci and Zhao Bocong successfully delayed the literacy course until after dusk. Fan Jun, who was unwilling, couldn't accept this cruel reality and couldn't afford to get sick.

Li Qingzhao was dressed in plain clothes, although she forced a smile, but the thick sorrow between her eyebrows could not be concealed no matter what.

"Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, why did you choose me to be your teacher?" Li Qingzhao was not in a hurry to start the lecture, and asked with his eyes directly at the prince who was in a daze.

Seeing this big word man, Zhao Tianci only had one feeling: heart congestion.

It was a kind of despair, helplessness, loneliness...... The mixture of all kinds of pessimism is reflected in the woman in front of her.

"Sister Li, you still have a long way to go...... "Such a sentence suddenly appeared, and Zhao Tianci wanted to slap himself twice.

Li Qingzhao smiled and smiled very poignantly, "His Royal Highness the Prince, it is inappropriate for you to say this to a woman who is nearly half a hundred years old!" Moreover, you are the king, I am the people, and you can't be commensurate with sisters and brothers. ”

Zhao Tianci now hates his three-year-old body very much, and he can't give this sad woman any comfort.

After being silent for a while, Li Qingzhao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, can you tell me why Mr. Fan is sick?" ”

"He's sick?" Zhao Tianci was taken aback, and said in his heart that this person's heart is too small, right? It won't stage a drama where Zhuge Liang is angry with Zhou Yu, right? But he quickly dispelled this idea, even if Fan Jun was Zhou Yu, his three-year-old little boy was more than 108,000 miles away from Zhuge God.

Li Qingzhao saw that he pouted and didn't know what he was thinking, so he smiled and said: "Although Mr. Fan is not very old, his knowledge is very good, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should learn from him with an open mind, and he should not neglect Mr." ”

"Yes!" Zhao Tianci answered honestly, "Sister Li." What are you going to tell me? ”

Li Qingzhao smiled bitterly and said, "If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince calls my sister again, I will ...... I had no choice but to leave. ”

Zhao Tianci saw that she was full of sorrow, how could he have any intention of teaching, he looked at Zhao Bocong, who did not know why, suddenly left the table, and ran to Li Qingzhao's side in small steps. Leaned over her ear and whispered, "Sister Li, shall we change places?" ”

Li Qingzhao was stunned, "Change places?" ”

Zhao Tianci nodded.

"Is that okay?" Li Qingzhao asked suspiciously.

"Of course you can, poetry can only have a mood when it is placed in the situation, what kind of ghost artistic conception can we have here?" Zhao Tianci said seriously, "Sister Li, where do you usually go to do poetry?" ”

In the eastern suburbs not far from Lin'an City, there is a dense bush of low trees, although it is almost late autumn. But it's still green.

Li Qingzhao stood on the mound, looking at the dark green mixed with this little decay in front of him, and a mist rose in his eyes.

Zhao Tianci stood beside her, Zhao Bocong was too timid to dare to follow, and more than a dozen palace maids and eunuchs were also driven to the back by him.

"Sister Li, do you usually come here?" Zhao Tianci saw that she was sad and asked tentatively.

"Last year today. I also came here with Mingcheng to look for poetry......" two lines of tears finally ran down his cheeks.

"Last year today?" Zhao Tianci pursed his lips, and said in his heart that it has nothing to do with me. He suddenly remembered a poem, "Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the human face were red, and the human face did not know where to go, and the peach blossoms were still smiling in the spring breeze." ”

Li Qingzhao, who was injured, suddenly turned his head, "Where did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince get this poem?" ”

Zhao Tianci smiled slyly. "Sister Li promised me that she would be commensurate with me as a brother and sister, and I would tell you."

Li Qingzhao looked at him stunned, and suddenly burst into a smile, "You kid...... This poem was written by Cui Hu in the fifth generation. Don't you know when I do, I just want to know who taught you at such a young age. ”

Zhao Tianci said: "Did that sister agree?" ”

Li Qingzhao squatted down, gently stroked his head and said, "You are the crown prince, and this identity cannot be changed." If you like to call me a sister, although it is, but if there are outsiders, this etiquette cannot be abolished, and if you let the three masters know, you will be unhappy. ”

Zhao Tianci was overjoyed, put his arms around her neck, and kissed her on the face. Li Qingzhao was stunned for a moment, and immediately hugged him into his arms, tears flowing down his eyes.

Zhao Tianci thought to himself, did my kiss remind you of something? But Li Qingzhao's following words made his heart completely cold.

"Brother Prince, my sister has no children in her life, you ......"

"No way!" Zhao Tianci broke free from her embrace and said angrily: "I won't be your son!" ”

Li Qingzhao burst into tears and said with a smile: "How can I have the courage to dare to admit that you are doing it, it's just ...... Ay! ”

Zhao Tianci was in a bad mood, but he was regarded as a son by others, why did this come from?

Li Qingzhao was quite amused when he saw his puffed up, wiped the tears on his face and said, "Prince, are you still angry?" ”

Zhao Tianci snorted and turned his head, and Li Qingzhao finally couldn't help but giggle. Zhao Tianci glared at her back, and suddenly found that her smile was quite charming, so he also smiled: "Sister smiles more, this is conducive to beauty." ”

Li Qingzhao got up and looked into the distance, and said softly: "When the face will eventually grow old, why force it? When Cui Hu went on a youth tour, he met a family in the south of the capital and met a beautiful woman. When Cui Hu went again the next year, he saw that the iron lock was coming to the door, and the building was empty. That's why he wrote this poem "Title Capital City Nanzhuang" on the door. ”

Zhao Tianci didn't know the allusion here, he didn't even know the name of the poem, let alone who Cui Hu was. The heart said that if there is a phone number, leave a phone number, add a WeChat or something, you can find it everywhere, if the two are like-minded, don't say a one-night stand, it is not impossible to tie the knot.

He was thinking about these not very clean things in his mind, and the expression on his face became very exciting, Li Qingzhao saw that he was silent, looked down, and found that the little prince's eyebrows were twisted, his expression was strange, and he said strangely: "Brother Prince." What do you want? ”

Zhao Tianci sighed and said nonsense: "I'm thinking about my sister's words!" ”

"My words?" Li Qingzhao was very amused and asked, "Do you remember my words?" ”

Zhao Tianci thought for a while and said:

"Chang Ji Xi Pavilion sunset,

Drunk and don't know the way back,

Returning to the boat at night,

Strayed into the depths of the lotus flower.

Fighting. Fighting, startled a shoal of gulls and herons. ”

Li Qingzhao smiled: "This is what I did when I was young, you know and ......" She wanted to say, "It's not strange that you know" but suddenly thought that he was just a three-year-old child, how could he know? Thinking of this, I can't say the following words.

The prince's mood became sunny again, and he said casually:

"Born as a hero,

Death is also a ghost.

So far, I think of Xiang Yu,

Refused to cross the river. ”

Li Qingzhao's face became even more strange, and he looked at the little prince with a smug look on his face. At this time, the little prince's self-confidence swelled infinitely. Open your mouth and come

"Last night the rain was sparse and the wind was blowing,

Heavy sleep does not kill the wine,

Questionnaire curtain person,

But the begonias are still the same.

Do you know, know or not, it should be green, fat, red and thin. ”

"The wind is soft and the spring is early,

The jacket is in a good mood at first glance.

Sleep slightly cold,

Plum blossom sideburns are remnant.

Where is your hometown?

Forget unless drunk.

Shen Shui burned when he was lying down.

The fragrance and alcohol have not disappeared. ”

The prince only cared about showing off, and didn't look at Li Qingzhao's already pale face at all.

Li Qingzhao squatted down suddenly. grabbed Zhao Tianci's little arm and asked urgently, "Where did you get these words?" ”

Zhao Tianci was caught by her a little painfully, and then realized that this Sister Li was wrong.

"What's wrong, sister?"

"The first few songs are just that, and the latter songs Bodhisattva Man just finished a few days ago, and they haven't been transcribed yet, how did you know about it?" Li Qingzhao said hurriedly.

"Huh?" Zhao Tianci was dumbfounded, and only cared about showing off. But he forgot that the main lord was here, when these words were made, he didn't know at all, and now it was a big trouble.

"Where did you get that?" Li Qingzhao stared at him and kept asking.

No matter how great Zhao Tianci's ability is, it is impossible to bring this lie back. He saw Li Qingzhao's eyes staring at him without blinking, and he had the intention of eating him in one bite, so he simply turned his heart sideways, "Sister, do you believe in the past and present lives?" ”

"Huh?" Li Qingzhao was stunned for a moment, "Past life and present life? ”

"Yes!" Zhao Tianci puffed up his chest as a young man, looked into the distance, and said softly:

"Grass scalling,

Frightened sycamore,

The world is full of sorrow in the heavens.

cloud terraces, moon and earth,

Close the lock thousand.

Vertical floating,

Float to go,

Not meeting.

Xingqiao magpie driving,

After many years,

If you want to leave love, don't hate the poor.

Morning Glory and Weaver Girl,

Mo is out of the middle.

Even if it's sunny,

Dai'er Yu,

Dai'er Wind. ”

"This ...... Did I do that too? Li Qingzhao's mind was confused, she couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest.

Zhao Tianci nodded solemnly, "Exactly!" ”

"Strange!" Li Qingzhao asked in despair, "...... you How do you know about ......?"

Zhao Tianci turned his head and tried his best to be more affectionate in his eyes, "Sister, we knew each other in our previous life!" ”

"Really?" Li Qingzhao's eyes were confused.

"Really!" The crown prince decided to make the play more realistic, he raised his hand and gently stroked Li Qingzhao's face, "In my previous life, you were my woman!" ”

His eyes should have been full of tears at this time, but ...... The prince doesn't have it!

No matter how hard he tried to blink, it didn't!

If Li Qingzhao was more sober-minded, he would definitely be full of old fists for this little guy who was squeezing his eyebrows and making gestures, but ...... She is Li Qingzhao, a person who has just lost a loved one, a sentimental euphemism!

So, she believed!

She hugged the prince's small body, and cried with joy: "Yes, it must be!" Mingcheng just left me, and God sent you to me, so that I would not be lonely for the rest of my life, right? ”

"Yes!" Zhao Tianci put his arms around Li Qingzhao's neck, "I will take care of you for the rest of your life!" ”

Li Qingzhao nodded desperately.

At this time, between heaven and earth, two madmen appeared, one was pretending to be crazy, and the other was really crazy!

After a long time, Li Qingzhao's mood calmed down a little, she raised her teary eyes, and held the prince's little pink carved face, "Brother prince, isn't this a dream?" ”

"It's not!" Zhao Tianci nodded heavily, "It's all true, you are my woman!" ”

Li Qingzhao smiled and patted his face, "Maybe I was your woman in my previous life, forget it in this life, when you grow up, my sister will become an old woman." You're going to be my brother! After saying that, he hugged him tightly in his arms, and refused to let go for a long time.

Zhao Tianci had to accept this cruel reality, it was good that people didn't treat him as a son, who made him so young? (To be continued.) )