Tang Fengzhi Chengqian

Today, Hundred Flowers Festival, the sky is clear.

Emperor Taizong issued an edict to take a day off today.

Therefore, when Cheng Qian rubbed his eyes sleepily and was about to sit up, suddenly a pair of powerful big hands forced him back to his broad and thick chest, and he muttered in a hoarse voice, "Ganer, sleep with your father for a while." Bar."

Then it is understandable that Cheng Qian was stunned at this time.

Blinking, slowly regaining consciousness, remembering that last night he dreamed that his father was sleeping with him in silence

It was not a dream

Didn't the father go to Concubine Yang's place yesterday?Why are you running here again?

Cheng Qian felt a little powerless, but when he looked up and saw Emperor Taizong's sleeping handsome face, and the tiredness between his brows and eyes, he paused for a moment, then lowered his head and silently buried himself in Emperor Taizong's arms again.

He just raised his head slightly, staring at the handsome face that looked harmless after he was asleep, thinking that since he was reborn, he has slept with his father many times, it seems that this is the first time he saw his father's face in a deep sleep. After a long while, a feeling suddenly rose in my heart: So the father is like this after he fell asleep.Just like ordinary people.

After recovering, I suddenly felt that this emotion was very funny. Father is an ordinary person, but father is much better than ordinary people in this world.Moreover, father, he is the emperor of the Great Tang Dynasty, an emperor, who bears the entire Great Tang on his back.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand to outline the handsome face after he was asleep, feeling a little distressed in his heart, how long did the father not sleep well.

The finger that was sketching was suddenly caught, Chengqian came back to his senses, and saw Emperor Taizong smiling playfully and dotingly at him.

Cheng Qian blushed a little, but blinked innocently on his face, "Father, are you awake?" Cheng Qian wanted to withdraw his hand, but he couldn't, so he just stayed in the posture and continued to lie on his warm and thick chest.

"Hmm." Emperor Taizong lazily replied, yawned, raised his hand and rubbed Chengqian's head, "Why don't you sleep more?"

"My son has had enough sleep." Cheng Qian wrinkled his nose, he always had a regular bedtime, when would he go to bed?What time do you wake up?It's very regular.

He asked curiously again, "Father is not going to court today? Why?"

"Today's Hundred Flowers Festival, Father asked the ministers and workers to have fun too." Emperor Taizong said with a smile, grabbed Chengqian's fingers and scratched Chengqian's cheeks, and asked mysteriously, "Qianer wants to see ?"

Cheng Qian was a little hesitant, his father's appearance clearly meant to tease him, but he thought about the glass lantern and nodded slightly, "Son wants to go." He said firmly, "Son doesn't wear women's clothes!! "

Emperor Taizong picked up Chengqian and sat up straight in a funny way, pinching Chengqian's nose, "Don't worry, Father will not let you wear women's clothes." Staring at Chengqian's delicate and pretty face again, he thought to himself, How can I let other people see my son's women's clothing? !

So, slowly prolonging the voice and lowering the voice, "Because the father will not let Qian'er go"

"Father!!" Cheng Qian was startled, and then couldn't help but yelled in a low voice.There was some irritation in the voice.

Emperor Taizong laughed, then got up and rubbed Chengqian's head vigorously, looked at Chengqian's embarrassed face, and said, "You want that glazed flower lantern, don't you?"

Cheng Qian nodded.

"Then wait! Father will definitely get it for you!" Emperor Taizong said with a smile, very recklessly.

Cheng Qian was taken aback.

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At dusk, the Hundred Flowers Festival is over.

But it seems that there is some noise in the distance, and the sound of piano and flute is coming

Empress Changsun sat on the edge of the side hall of the Lizheng Hall, staring at the colorful clouds outside the window in a daze.

When Cheng Qian came in, he saw Empress Changsun in a daze, and couldn't help pushing the wheelchair forward with some worry.

The creaking sound of the wheelchair woke up the eldest grandson empress, and when she turned around, she saw Chengqian was about to push the wheelchair forward. What if you hurt yourself?"

Cheng Qian raised his head and smiled, pretending to be aggrieved, "Isn't this because the queen mother refused to let others come in to serve? The son was worried, so he had to come in alone."

Empress Changsun chuckled, and tapped Chengqian's forehead angrily, "You child! Isn't it your mother's?" As she spoke, she pushed Chengqian's wheelchair to the side of the couch, sat down on the couch, and looked at Cheng Qian smiled softly, "Don't worry about it, the queen mother is fine."

Cheng Qian had a mischievous smile on his face, "The mother's queen is thousands of years old, so it will be fine! The son is still counting on the mother's queen to add a younger brother and sister. In the future, he will marry his son's son!"

Empress Changsun couldn't help but smile, "You!"

Seeing Empress Changsun's smile, Cheng Qian seemed to have diluted a lot of the bewildered pain on her face, and couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but she was still very worried and puzzled, what was the empress mother worrying about?What are you sad about?Is it a struggle among the women in the harem?However, combining the memories of the previous life and this life, it seems that the mother and the queen never cared about these harem competitions. In the past life, he thought that the mother, the queen, and the father were deeply affectionate, but in this life, the more he looked at it, the more he doubted that the father, the queen, and the queen were really a loving couple?

"Mother's Queen" Cheng Qian stared at the faint smile on the face of Empress Changsun, and couldn't help asking softly, "Can you tell my son, what's bothering you?"

Empress Changsun stared at Cheng Qian with a soft heart. The boy in front of her was the child she was most proud of and loved the most. He was always so sensible and well-behaved and shook his head slightly, with a gentle smile on his face. He stroked Cheng Qian's head and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, baby, the queen mother is fine."

Cheng Qian felt a little frustrated, well, he knew that maybe no matter how old he was now, his mother would tell him that now he was only a 12-year-old boy but he couldn't help it, and asked again, " Queen Mother, actually you and Royal Father" said with some difficulty, "It's not that good, right?" His words were unclear and his words were difficult.

He knew he shouldn't have asked that question, and he knew he shouldn't have asked after seeing the astonishment and shock on his mother's face, but he couldn't help it, and there was always a sense of uneasiness lingering in his heart.

This uneasiness seems to be that something very important will be defeated, as if something will be lost. "Ganer" Empress Changsun stared at Cheng Qian, seeing Cheng Qian's hands clenched into fists, and seeing Cheng Qian's eyes. Flashes of anxiety and sadness.

Empress Changsun couldn't help comforting her softly, "Ganer, why do you ask such a question?"

"Mother's Empress" Chengqian shook his head slightly, "This is just a feeling of Qian'er"

He raised his head again, "Mother, the son only hopes that the mother and father are safe and happy. Now, seeing the mother is obviously very sad and unhappy, and it is difficult to force my son to smile like this." Chengqian stared at the eldest grandson empress, somewhat With a bitter smile, he said, "So, my son suspects, is it because of the father?"

Empress Changsun shook her head and interrupted Cheng Qian's words, "It's not because of your father", staring at Cheng Qian's clean and delicate eyes, Empress Changsun couldn't help showing a gratified smile, stretched out her hand to gently stroke Cheng Qian's head, and sighed softly Said, "My cadre is always so sensible"

"I will tell you a story after becoming a mother."

"Once upon a time, there was a little girl whose parents died young. She and her brother knew what it was like to be dependent on others when they were very young. Although, her uncle was very kind to them and took good care of her and her brother. There is One day she met a boy by chance"

Little Yinzi and Little Jinzi pushed Chengqian's wheelchair forward slowly, both worried in their hearts, they looked at each other, but they were silent.

Cheng Qian in the wheelchair stared blankly at the night sky, and the words of Empress Changsun echoed in his mind: "The story is very simple, isn't it? It's just a story about a boy who can make glazed lanterns and a little girl who likes flowers."

"The boy said he wanted to make a glazed flower lantern, and then he would marry this little girl."

"However, the boy didn't know that the little girl already had a marriage. Although she didn't like this marriage, she still agreed to it."

"The little girl got married. She didn't wait for that boy. After getting married, the little girl gave birth to a very cute and lovely son and later a very beautiful girl."

"Actually, the little girl is very happy, because her son and daughter are so cute and sensible"

Almost approaching Qihui Hall, Chengqian slowly looked away.

Staring blankly at the handsome man standing in front of Qihui Hall, the man had a smile on his face, and in his hand, he was holding a glazed flower lantern exuding the fragrance of flowers "But she is not happy, she always thinks of That glazed flower lantern, time and time again" he said slowly with his voice suppressed, staring at the smile on the queen mother's face mixed with tears, his eyes were sore, so this is the truth about the glazed flower lantern that the mother and queen chanted before she died in the previous life?

Is it really true that the love is deep?

What about the father?

Who is the person in the father's heart?

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at dusk.

Changsun Wuji came out of the Liangyi Hall with a solemn and thoughtful face. He walked forward slowly and was about to turn a corner when he caught a glimpse of a handsome young man standing there with a gentle smile on his face at the corner of the corridor.

The young man's face was handsome but pale, his eyes lit up instantly when he saw Changsun Wuji.

Changsun Wuji couldn't help but stop, was slightly stunned for a moment, then turned around with a frown, and walked over quickly.

"Your Highness is not feeling well, why don't you stay in the Zhizhu Palace and have a good rest?" Changsun Wuji frowned, took off the cloak on his body, and put it on the young man.

The young man slowly raised his hand, grasping the warm hand that was tying the cloak on his chest, the smile on his face deepened, and he said softly, "Xuan Lin saw the teacher coming for a long time today, thinking that the teacher won't come."

Changsun Wuji's hand paused, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, but then he fell silent, and his lowered voice was slightly displeased, "Your Highness can send a servant over to ask, why do you need to come here in person?"

"Xuan Lin wants to come and wait in person." The young man, that is, Xuan Lin, King of Wu and Li Ke still spoke slowly in a low voice, slightly disappointed in his heart because of Zhangsun Wuji's reprimand, he held his warm hand slightly tighter, and then slowly let go , while the bright light in his eyes was fading away.

Changsun Wuji looked at the disappointment in Li Ke's eyes, and couldn't help reaching out to hold Li Ke's hand. Feeling the cold temperature, he frowned again, "Your Highness, you should cherish your body." Let go of Li Kerenian's hand, took half a step back, cupped his hands in a salute, "Your Highness, please return to the palace."

"What about the teacher? Isn't the teacher coming today?" Li Ke asked with a serious expression, but he couldn't hide his disappointment.

Changsun Wuji was silent for a while before he spoke, "Your Highness, it should be General Cheng's turn to teach His Highness martial arts today."

Li Ke's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he couldn't help but squeeze his fingers tightly, but he still smiled gently on his face, "Look at me, I'm sick and confused, and I've forgotten all of this." After finishing speaking, he took off his cloak and looked at his eldest grandson Wuji frowned and said with an apologetic smile, "Teacher is busy with work, and Xuan Lin shouldn't disturb you. You'd better put on this cloak, teacher. It's windy outside. Teacher, be careful to catch a cold."

After finishing speaking, he handed over the cloak, but Changsun Wuji just stared at Li Ke silently and refused to take it. Xuan Lin simply put it aside, turned around, and left quickly.

Changsun Wuji watched Li Ke walk away quickly, his lips twitched a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but he hesitated to speak, just stood where he was, stared at Li Ke's back, turned and left after a long time.

After Li Ke walked away quickly, he stopped at the corner, moved to a hidden place, and looked at Changsun Wuji. Seeing that Changsun Wuji was still standing there, he couldn't help frowning, and muttered in a low voice, "If you don't worry, don't worry." Follow me. Why are you staring there?"

Just as Li Ke was muttering, suddenly a curious and sweet voice sounded, "Brother Ke, what are you doing here?"

Li Ke was startled, turned around, and saw Chang Le standing not far behind him, looking at him curiously, and there was no one else around him, Li Ke was slightly relieved, and waved for Chang Le to come over, and when Chang Le came, he looked curiously It was Uncle Changsun who went to see him, and he couldn't help looking at Li Ke in surprise and confusion, while Li Ke lowered his voice and said, "Don't tell anyone else."

Chang Le thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, Brother Ke, Chang Le won't say anything. But, Brother Ke, what are you doing here to see Uncle Changsun?" Chang Le was still very curious.After carefully examining Li Ke's pale face, he couldn't help but ask, "Brother Ke, are you still sick?"

Li Ke only had a gentle smile on his face. When he turned his head and saw that Changsun Wuji had turned around and left slowly, he felt a sense of loss in his heart. After a long while, he turned around slowly. Seeing that Changle was still looking at him with concern and doubt, he forcefully smiled Said, "Changle, don't worry, brother is fine." After a pause, he smiled again, "Changle, don't tell others, just treat it as brother begging you, okay?"

Chang Le nodded, stepped forward to hold Li Ke's hand, and said softly, "Brother, don't worry, Chang Le promises Brother Ke, just don't tell anyone."