Li Xiang suddenly came back to his senses, glanced at Murong Jin, and silently took a sip of tea to suppress the shock, the child asked her aunt and aunt to embroider a shoe when she was one year old, as far as her craftsmanship was concerned, she could be laughed to death at the first birthday banquet if she sent it back, so forget it.

Silently dispelling this thought, Li Xiang finally found that Murong Jin was looking at him intently, and froze again.

"Your Highness......" Li Xiang swallowed his saliva, "Your Highness, you ......"

What the hell are you here for?

Li Xiang didn't ask in the end, slowed down, brushed it again, ignored Murong Jin's gaze, and spoke: "The Queen Mother's funeral has been postponed, but the Queen Mother has entered the Imperial Mausoleum, and Her Royal Highness doesn't have to go back?" ”

"It stands to reason that I want to go back." Murong Jin retracted his gaze and glanced at the little princess's belly, meaning unclear, "But, no." ”

Li Xiang knew that he could even press back the funeral, and the emperor and grandson who he hadn't seen for more than ten years would probably be about the same if he couldn't go back.

"Where's the pony?"

"The eldest son of the Sacrificial Lord's house."

"......" Li Xiang felt that this wedding period was a little embarrassing. I don't know who I want to embarrass me, this is fulfillment, it's fulfillment and it's really difficult, you know, the Lord of the Wine Festival has studied a lifetime of learning, a scholar, who doesn't pay attention to etiquette? The Queen Mother's funeral made way for her own marriage, which is also unique.

Slowly accepting this fact, Li Xiang really felt that he had been resentful for a long time, for sure!

"Then, it's time to prepare the gift for the princess's wedding." Li Xiang counted the days and said.

Murong Jin nodded, this cousin, in fact, he hadn't seen it a few times.

Then, Li Xiang was speechless, his eyes were facing each other, and he didn't say anything.

After being silent for a while, seeing that Murong Jin was about to go to the bookshelf to get a book again, Li Xiang couldn't help but hold his forehead, and said quietly: "Your Highness, the concubine has a sentence that I don't know whether to ask or not." ”

Intuition is not a good question, and it will not make people very pleasant, but Murong Jin still turned around slightly, faced the little princess, and said, "Ask." ”

Li Xiang propped his head with one hand and asked slowly: "Your Highness, what are you doing here?" ”

If there is nothing wrong with her ability to understand, Murong Jin will come over this time, and there will be a lot of "nonsense", there is no point at all, and there is nothing that he has to talk about, if he has to talk about it, it is the funeral of the Queen Mother, but it doesn't seem to make a difference whether she knows this or not, so what is Murong Jin here for?

She thought that she refused to see her before, half of it was because she had not been able to wipe off her face after she broke up unhappily last time, and half of it was really because she had nothing to say, after all, there were not a few polite conversations. So, why are they here again?

Obviously, Murong Jin doesn't look like he's here to make decisions for Gao Qian, and he doesn't seem to have any plans to act in another play. Li Xiang really didn't understand, looked at Murong Jin, and asked.

"No why." Murong Jin turned back, his face was hot, and he lowered his eyes to find a book.

Li Xiang watched silently, and for a moment, she really felt that what Murong Jin said last time might not be a lie.

However, the problem is that he said too many things last time.

He said he liked her, and said that it was true that he didn't want the child.

Why?

When scaring her, when talking about the emperor's eldest grandson, Murong Jin didn't look dissatisfied. And no matter how Li Xiang thought about it, he couldn't understand what was so special about this child, which made Murong Jin reluctant to keep him.

There is also joy in the East Palace, taking a step back, even if the eldest grandson of the emperor is from the Xiangqi Palace, so what? It didn't make a difference.

Murong Jin himself said it, not because this child has half of the Li family's bloodline, why is that?

Looking at the person in front of him, Li Xiang's doubts became more and more difficult to solve.

Generally speaking, Murong Jin is worthy of everyone's praise, demeanor, conversation, knowledge, responsibility, he has all that a prince should have, and even has a rare royal honesty, if it is really honest.

But why can't such a person tolerate his own children?

What's more, Murong Jin also said that he liked her, since he liked her, and he knew that she had no intention of him, why couldn't he let this child stay?

Li Xiang was puzzled, he really couldn't understand it.

Silently exhaled, Li Xiang didn't plan to figure it out for the time being, which is true and which is false, true and false, these things are too complicated, no matter what, whatever, why should she bother.

After slowing down, Li Xiang looked at Murong Jin who was still over there, and reminded him: "Let's change it, which one is taken and repaired, the top layer is on the right side, His Highness should be interested." ”

Li Xiang finally remembered not long ago, the book that Murong Jin reads every day was handwritten by her grandfather, and she didn't know if Murong Jin saw her grandfather in the north at that time, and whether she recognized it if she saw it, and what her brother said Emperor Jiaming acquiesced to his grandfather's golden cicada to shell, whether it was jealousy or protection, these Li Xiang didn't know very well, but the safest way was to not let Murong Jin look at his grandfather's handwriting again, what if Murong Jin didn't know? In case Murong Jin sees his grandfather's authentic handiwork again one day, it will be troublesome if the two are compared.

Without so many twists and turns of Li Xiang, Murong Jin went over as he said, and saw a few loose books, not travelogues, but solitary books, which were still being cultivated in Guozi Temple before he left Beijing.

Reaching out and pulling out the book, Murong Jin turned a few pages, looked at it carefully, and looked back at the little princess, "Where did this book come from?" ”

"I don't know." Li Xiang thought about it and made up a reason, "The winter snow is too big, and after seeing the sun, it melts quickly, but the study room has not been repaired much, and the snow water leaked in, and a lot of books were moved out to dry, and this book seems to have been turned out at that time." ”

"What's wrong? Isn't this book right? Xiangqi Wangfu stretched her neck and looked at it, but she couldn't see it, but she probably knew what she was asking, those lonely books, which were collected by her brother, and then expanded several copies, keeping half for herself, and sending a copy from a friend, as it has always been.

Murong Jin walked over with the book and said softly: "It's nothing, I was helping to repair this book before, and I didn't finish it when I left Beijing, so I didn't expect to see it at this time." ”

When I got closer, I saw which one it was, the title of the book was printed on the front, and at a glance, Li Xiang understood, it turned out to be this one, and it was indeed worth repairing, but ......

"This book is lost? It shouldn't be, the concubine has seen it in the bookstore! "Li Xiang has really seen it, as for whether it is true or not, then let's talk twice.

Hearing this, Murong Jin wanted to laugh a little, I don't know if it was to laugh at the little princess who was rarely pretending to be stupid, or laughing at something else, but in the end, he couldn't help it, and said slowly: "It may be fake, you this, I don't know." I'll take a look first. ”

Li Xiang seemed to think deeply and nodded.