Li Shimin was silent and lost Yu'er. It seemed that the queen knew better than he thought.

Yu'er is afraid that she has completely lost the idea of ​​staying in Chang'an.

Now he is not like escaping, but rather like step by step away from the palace, court, and Chang'an.

Li Shimin couldn't guarantee that Yu'er would agree to him in the future when he wanted to leave Chang'an.

"Guanyin Bi, this matter really requires you to worry about."

"Don't worry, your Majesty, I will save you."

Snuggling on Li Shimin's shoulder, Changsun Wugui had completely different ideas in his heart.

After the New Year, he got married for Yu'er. After two years, Wang Xuan'er gave birth to a son of Lin for Yu'er. She asked His Majesty to be kind and let Yu'er live the life she wanted.

Xiao Xiaoyuer inherited the throne of Qin, and it would be a good thing to have her, the emperor, watch.

And I also took the opportunity of taking care of Xiao Xiaoyuer to make up all the things that Yuer had lost since she was a child.

As for letting Yu'er enter the court again, Changsun Wugui didn't think about it at all. What she hoped was that Yu'er would be more comfortable in the future and would not want him to intrigue with others again.

In the rest of your life, wouldn’t you just want your children to live a happier life?

But now, who is truly happy?

The next day, in the name of recuperation, the queen moved into Qinwangzhuang, which caused another stir.

All the officials determined in their hearts that the empress entered the village to persuade His Highness the King of Qin.

Who doesn't know that there is no one else except the queen who can make His Highness surrender.

Li Fangchen would not be persuaded by the queen to return to Chang'an as the officials imagined, and continue to be his King of Qin.

After the queen entered the village, she completely turned into a farmer dress and went forward to salute.

"Boy, why are you so ungrateful when you see me?"

Li Fangchen remained silent. It would be better for him to shut up before he figured out the purpose of Changsun Wugui coming here.

Changsun Wugui was unwilling to make more controversy with him, so he arranged for his servants to reorganize the other yard and free up a small yard to make his living comfortably.

"Mom, are you really here to recuperate?"

Changsun Wugui leaned on the chair and gave Li Fangchen a blank look, "Or what do you think?"

Since Yu'er no longer wants to think that she is the King of Qin, Changsun Wugui has no intention of borrowing the identity of the queen.

Who told her to be his mother? She used her biological mother to deal with this bad boy, so as not to force this boy into a hurry and run out of Chang'an directly.

"Then you have a rest, and I will ask someone to prepare some ginger black tea for you to drive away the cold and warm up your body."

"Um."

Sitting lazy in the house, the other yard is well prepared to keep warm, with dozens of coal stoves, so there are no need to worry about being too cold in winter.

With the warmth in the house, Changsun Wugui soon felt sleepy.

Li Fangchen brought a cup of ginger black tea to Changsun Wugui. Changsun Wugui blew it lightly and swallowed it slowly, and soon he saw the bottom.

After drinking, he wiped his mouth and smiled, "No, I'll prepare a drink for me later."

"Okay, then mom, go to bed first."

Changsun Wugui was a little weak and had not recovered from his long illness. Today, he ran from the palace to Qinwangzhuang and was already tired.

After hearing Li Fangchen's words, he entered the inner room and lay down, and soon fell asleep.

Li Fangchen was guarding the outer room and did not dare to leave.

There was nothing wrong with the left and right, so people brought in tools and made something in the yard.

A wooden single hammock with shelves built of solid wood does not take much time.

The main problem is when polishing. After all, the hammock is made of bamboo, so I don’t want others to rush to use it.

The water chestnuts must be handled properly, and the next step is to fix the frame, then hang it on the hammock, and then lay the mattress on the hammock.

Through the gap, I tied all the mattresses with ropes, and it was already night.

During this sleep, Changsun Wugui slept for six hours, and Li Fangchen also worked in the yard for six hours.

The sweat on his forehead had not yet faded, and his clothes were covered in dust, and he looked like a bad guy.

When Changsun Wugui heard the movement and walked out, a hammock that had already made a finished product was completely displayed in front of her.

From the surprise in her eyes, Li Fangchen could see that the hard work she had done was not in vain.

"Let me try."

Walk forward and sit down gently. At this moment, snow fell in the sky.

The maid put on a velvet coat for Changsun Wugui, watching Changsun Wugui leaning against the hammock, taking advantage of the snow scene, and she looked like a beautiful scenery.

It is elegant and luxurious, with a beautiful and beautiful country. The snowflakes fall on your body, adding a little more transcendent, just like a fairy in the snow.

Changsun Wugui was moved. When she saw the hammock, she was surprised at first.

Such a novel thing, I have never seen it before.

But after sitting on it, the bamboo hammock showed a scarlet color.

When Li Fangchen faced Changsun Wugui, he kept his hands behind his back.

As the first time I tried to make this thing, Li Fangchen hung up the lottery and made many blood marks on his hands.

Changsun Wugui did not mention this matter. She knew that this was the child's wish and she just wanted to take it.

"Mom, just like it. I'll change my clothes first."

"Go."

With the help of force, the hammock began to swing back and forth irregularly. Changsun Wugui lifted his feet, like a young girl, and his laughter was like a silver bell at this moment.

It seems that the age has become much lighter, worry-free and very happy.

"Empress, your body..."

After playing for a while, someone swept away Yaxing. Changsun Wugui put away his smile, "I understand, help me back to the house."

"This is taken care of by me. If I dare to cause any damage, I will not be able to avoid you!"

"Yes, I know."

During dinner, Li Fangchen reappeared in front of Changsun Wugui, and the mother and son were eating at the same table.

At this time, Li Fangchen had already applied medicine on both hands, and Changsun Wugui said with pain: "Don't be so reckless next time, just let the servants do it."

Li Fangchen shook his head, "Mom, the child in this mansion is just the head of the family now, and is not much more expensive than others."

Changsun Wugui looked at him angrily, "Dare you dare to talk nonsense, pull your tongue out."

Li Fangchen smiled bitterly and could only shut up and give up.

After dinner, Changsun Wugui and Li Fangchen sat together and chatted: "Do you really hate the Chang'an officialdom?"

Li Fangchen hesitated and said, "I can't say I'm disgusted, I just don't want to be led by someone anymore."

"But that person is your father?"

"Father, is it a father?"

Changsun Wugui immediately changed the topic because she couldn't answer this and couldn't take it anymore.

"What do you think of the prince and the others?"

"Thinking? Sitting and watching? Lying and watching? Or, I'll look slanted?"

Changsun Wugui was amused and beaten in the air.

Li Fangchen cooperated very much and shrank his neck.

"Tell me a good story, what do you think of the prince, Qingque, and the zhinu?"

"The boy is just white now."

"Um?"

"The boy knows."

As a mother, she felt palpitations when she glared at Li Fangchen.

Turning my eyes to the window, the heavy snow of goose feathers has never stopped, and it has been more than two hours since then.

"The prince has been brought by his father since he was a child. As the prince should do, he has not left behind. Qingque was studious when he was young, but now he has his own thoughts and thoughts. His literary and martial arts are much better than mine. "Zhi Nu..."

"What's wrong with the Pheasant Slave?"

Li Fangchen glanced at Changsun Wugui in a vague way, then sighed, "The Pheasant Nu is very good."

Changsun Wugui frowned. This boy had something in his words, "I can't speak with me?"

"Zhi Nu has changed. He is different from Qingque. Qingque has always followed me and does not attach much importance to power. Du He's affairs are just one. Asxs., I even doubt..."

"I even suspect that the affairs of the Du family are related to the Chi Nu?"
Chapter completed!