My name is Chang An, your name is Gu Li

When Chang An came out of the shower, Gu Li had already sat back on the bed and sorted out their bags. Chang An took his towel and wiped his hair while walking to the bed.

He glanced at the painting on the table, which was still in its original place. Chang An picked up the painting, sat next to Gu Li, and said, "Mother Gu, I have prepared a gift for you."

Gu Li put down the things in his hand, then turned around and saw the painting in Chang An's hand. He immediately understood something, but still cooperated and asked: "What gift?"

"Gu Niang, guess?"

"Could the gift Chang Lang wants to give be this painting?" Gu Li smiled and pointed at the painting in Chang An's hand.

Chang An was stunned for a moment when he was exposed, but soon realized that Gu Li must have seen the painting just now, so he said generously: "Mother Gu is still smart."

Chang An unfolded the painting and handed it to Gu Li. She took it. She had seen it before, but she still liked it after seeing it again. Seeing her love for it, Chang An pinched her waist again, held her in his arms, and asked:

"This picture shows Gu Niang out playing. Do you like it?"

"Of course I like it," Gu Li put the scroll away and put it in his bag, "I like anything Chang Lang gives me."

"Your little mouth is so sweet, what kind of candy is in it?" Chang An stretched out his finger and pointed at Gu Li's lips.

Gu Li threw the bag aside casually, then turned around in Chang An's arms, sat on Chang An, put his arms around Chang An's neck, and said teasingly: "Didn't Chang Lang just taste it today? Could it be that you didn't taste it and want to try it again?"

Chang An listened to Gu Li's fairy-like words and followed her words and asked, "Then try it again?"

After saying that, their faces came close again, their lips touched, and it took a long time before they separated.

After the end, Gu Li once again leaned her head weakly on Chang An's shoulder due to lack of oxygen, breathing slightly. Chang An stretched out his hand and gently patted her back to help her breathe. Just as her breathing stabilized, Gu Li started coughing again.

Chang An patted Gu Li's back, poured her a glass of water, and said in a teasing tone, "Little demon, you are being punished by the Buddha now."

"Chang Lang is making fun of me again." Gu Li helped Chang An to sit up from his arms. He patted Chang An on the body as if to vent his anger, then changed his position and sat on his lap, allowing him to feed him water with his own hands.

After his hair was dry, Chang An blew out the candle and pulled Gu Li to lie on the bed. Gu Li seemed to have been out for almost a day, so he yawned as soon as he fell on the pillow, and then there was no movement.

After waking up the next day, Chang An and Gu Li found some water to wash up. Since they couldn't stay in Guanyin Zen Temple for free, Chang An brought some sandalwood and took Gu Li to worship Buddha and burn incense.

When they arrived at the main hall, they saw Wang Wei, who was also here to pay homage to the Buddha. Chang An and Gu Li came forward to greet him:

"Brother Mo Jie."

"Lord Wang."

"Brother Yonghe, Madam Gu." Wang Wei also responded one by one, and then asked: "Did you two attend the morning class?"

"My wife and I didn't get up early and didn't attend the morning classes. We came here to burn incense and pray." Chang An replied.

"Nothing, you are not believers, so it doesn't matter whether you attend the morning service or not." Wang Wei said with a smile, "Go burn incense, otherwise there will be too many people later."

Chang An nodded, took out six sticks of sandalwood, lit them, and bowed to the hall from afar with Gu Li. Then, just like yesterday, they came to the merit box, threw in some silver coins, and knelt down to pray, while Wang Wei waited on the side.

Then the three of them went to Yuantong Hall together and burned incense and prayed.

After praying in front of the merit box of Guanyin Bodhisattva, Gu Li suddenly started coughing, probably because it was cold in the morning, and the cough seemed to be quite severe. Chang An quickly helped her up and helped her breathe. He seemed to have thought of something and said apologetically:

"It's cold in the morning. I should wait until Gu Niang finishes drinking the medicine before coming out. How about going back to the room?"

"It's okay. It's probably a little cold in the morning." Gu Li shook his head and said.

"Let's go back to the room and come out after we take the medicine." Chang An said with concern.

After saying that, Chang An took her hand and was about to leave towards the room. Only then did they realize that Wang Wei was still standing beside them, watching them with a smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, Brother Mojie, my wife is not feeling well, so I'll take her back to her room first. Excuse me."

"It's nothing. I also envy the relationship between Brother Yonghe and his wife." Wang Wei smiled and said.

At this time, Chang An remembered that Wang Wei would also be a passionate man in the future, so he said: "Brother Mo Jie, don't be envious. In my opinion, you will love your wife more than I do in the future."

"I just wonder if Brother Mojie has a woman he likes now?"

"I am ashamed to say that I had a childhood sweetheart when I was young. Later, my mother came to propose marriage and asked me to marry her after I passed the imperial examination." Wang Wei said somewhat embarrassedly.

"After passing the imperial examination? It won't be long until next spring." Chang An said with a smile, "But Brother Mojie, don't forget to give me some wedding candy by then."

"Then I'll take advantage of Brother Yonghe's good wishes, but Brother Yonghe will have to write an article for me to urge me to get ready."

"no problem!"

After that, Chang An said "goodbye" and left with Gu Li. After returning to the house, Chang An and Gu Li each did their own things in the house waiting for the medicine. It was not until Master Le Wen brought the medicine and gave it to Gu Li that he went out again.

The two of them came to the front of the Great Hall again, and the mats were laid out in front of the square again. Because at this time yesterday, Chang An and Gu Li had not arrived here yet, so they just missed the morning lecture.

In a corner of the square, Chang An and Gu Li sat next to Wang Wei as usual and listened to the folk talk for a full hour.

After the lecture, Chang An and the other two were about to leave when they suddenly heard a voice:

"Wang Mojie!"

The three of them looked back and saw a young man about thirteen or fourteen years old in yellow clothes, followed by two attendants, walking towards Wang Wei.

"Greetings, Sir..." Wang Wei raised his hand to greet the young man when he saw him, but a servant behind the young man coughed and said, "Greetings, Second Young Master."

"It's okay, it's okay. There's no need to be so formal." The young man waved his hand. At this time, he also saw the Chang An couple standing behind Wang Wei, so he asked, "Wang Mojie, who are these two?"

"This is Dr. Chang's husband: Chang Yonghe; the one next to him is his wife: Gu Li." Wang Wei introduced.

After hearing Chang Yonghe's name, the young man's eyes lit up, he walked forward, raised his hand and saluted and asked: "Are you Chang Yonghe?!"

"That's right." Chang An also raised his hand in return.

"I...I have read your poems! Especially the one about climbing a high mountain, I like it very much!" said the young man, "I never thought I could meet you here!"

"May I know who this young man is?" Chang An was overwhelmed by the young man's "enthusiasm" and asked.

"I am..." The young man was about to introduce himself when he heard a servant behind him cough dryly, so he had to stop talking. Then he stretched out his hand and motioned him to lower his head slightly.

Chang An had no choice but to do as he was told. At this moment, the young man leaned close to Chang An's ear and whispered, "Li Ying."

After hearing this, Chang An did not seem very surprised. After all, seeing Wang Wei's behavior just now, and looking at the two attendants, and the gorgeous yellow robe. In addition, on the night of the winter solstice, his father said that the prince had taken a fancy to him. If he still couldn't guess this, it would be abnormal.

The two separated, and Chang An quickly raised his hand to salute the prince in front of him and said, "Greetings, Second Young Master."

Although Gu Li, who was standing by, didn't know what was going on, he still followed Chang An in greeting.

"I read your poems and articles before and thought you were a man of great talent. After meeting you today, I find that you are just as I expected." Li Ying looked at Chang An excitedly.

"Second Young Master, you are too kind." Chang An said modestly.

"Chang Yonghe and you are very talented at a young age. I didn't expect that you are already married." Li Ying looked at Gu Li who was standing next to him. She was indeed beautiful.

"My father was pushing me a little too hard, and my wife and I were in love with each other, so we just let things take their own course," Chang An replied.

"They are indeed a talented scholar and a beautiful woman." Li Ying said, "I heard earlier that Chang Yong and you wrote five poems in one breath to urge you to get ready. I thought it was fake at the time."

Chang An and Gu Li looked at each other at this time, and both felt a little embarrassed.

"I also heard from Prime Minister Song that the previous strategy to control the evil money was from you?" Li Ying asked.

"The current emperor also knows about it?" Chang An was stunned for a moment, but he still raised his hand and bowed in the direction of Chang'an City.

"I don't know. I was curious, so I went to ask Prime Minister Song." Li Ying said, "I didn't expect it to be you, a young talent. It's really a blessing for the Tang Dynasty to have you..."

At the end, Li Ying seemed to be at a loss for words, so he simply stopped talking and changed the subject: "I hope to discuss poetry and other issues with you, Chang Yong."

"This..." Chang An looked at Gu Li again, and Gu Li understood what Chang An meant, so she pretended to cough twice. Chang An also hurried forward and patted her on the back.

"I'm sorry, Second Young Master, my wife is unwell. I need to take her back to the guest room." Chang An stroked Gu Li's back to help her breathe. "It's lung disease, a serious illness she contracted before."

"Well then..." Li Ying looked a little disappointed, "In that case, Chang Yonghe and you can take Madam Gu back to rest."

"Anyway, we will have a chance to meet again later." Thinking of this, Li Ying felt less disappointed.

"Farewell."

After saying that, Chang An helped Gu Li leave. After confirming that they were out of Li Ying's sight, Gu Li and Chang An ended their performance. Then, just in case, he looked in the direction he came from. After confirming that Li Ying had not caught up, he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly walked towards the room.

"Mrs. Gu's acting is really great." Chang An pinched Gu Li's little face happily.

"Of course not. I learned it when I played with Chang Lang before. I'm not stupid." Gu Li said arrogantly, but then asked, "But why doesn't Chang Lang want to discuss poetry with the second young master?"

"That's not some Second Young Master," Chang An whispered, "that's the current Crown Prince."

"Ah! Then we..." Gu Li suddenly became nervous, worried whether he had been rude just now.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm just afraid of talking about this kind of thing with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and leading him astray." Chang An said.

"How could that be? Chang Lang is so talented." Gu Li curled his lips, "Forget it, Chang Lang must have his reasons for doing this, I won't ask."

After saying that, Gu Li entered the room first. Chang An couldn't help but smile when he saw how well-behaved she was.