Hearing this, Li Chengfeng couldn't help but slap his forehead heavily.

Oh, I knew it, this girl is my sister again?

Old Li, Old Li, how can you be so good at giving birth? You gave birth to a Princess Changle, how come you still have a Princess Jinyang?

Didn’t you expect that you were almost going to pick up your own sister?

It's fatal.

Li Mingda saw Li Chengfeng's uncomfortable look, so she smiled cheerfully and said: "Haha, how about it, you know you are scared, right? Huh, who told you to bully me before! But you can forgive me if you want!"

"First, you have to give me this painting! Second, you have to come here every day and ask me to play the guzheng. How about that?"

"Yes, yes, you have shown your cards, then I will also show my cards, okay?"

Li Chengfeng looked at Li Mingda helplessly and said, "You are my sister, Princess Jinyang!"

"What? You dare to talk nonsense, little thief? Why didn't I know that I had a younger brother like you?" Li Mingda frowned tightly.

Li Chengfeng continued: "Okay, then I'll show off my cards. I won't pretend anymore. I am Li Chengfeng, the Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty! I live in the Prince's Mansion now!"

"Look, my father is the emperor, and your father is also the emperor! Why aren't we siblings, or what?"

A look of helplessness flashed across Li Chengfeng's face.

Li Mingda, however, remained unyielding and said: "Impossible, my brother Feng'er would not be as boring as you! Secretly painting other people's portraits?"

"Although I have never met brother Feng'er, I have heard the legend about him a long time ago. He is the eighth prince, the best child prodigy in the world. How could it be you?"

Li Mingda didn't believe that Li Chengfeng was the eighth prince.

She thought this was an excuse for Li Chengfeng to escape from here.

But in fact, Li Mingda just wanted to talk more with Li Chengfeng.

Then, Li Chengfeng simply took off the purple jade pendant from his neck and said, "Sister Mingda, if you don't believe it, this jade pendant is the talisman that my grandma, Queen Dou, gave me just now! Look, grandma doesn't even have such a precious gift.

You gave it to me, and you still said I’m not the eighth prince, sister?”

"What? Is this, really, grandma's possession jade pendant? This..."

"Ding, surprise from Li Mingda, naughty value is 99!"

Li Mingda opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.

She really couldn't believe that the naughty-looking kid in front of her was actually her biological brother?

"No way? Are you really the eighth prince of the Tang Dynasty? My biological brother, Li Chengfeng?"

"Yes, sister, I won't lie to you!"

"Humph, then you still bully me?"

Li Mingda suddenly puffed up his cheeks and pretended to be angry.

She thought that this was the naughty kid from the minister's family, and she could give him a good education. But if it was her biological brother Li Chengfeng, it would be too late to love him? How could Li Mingda be willing to teach him a lesson?

"I'm sorry, sister, I didn't recognize you just now, so I drew a portrait of you. But to express my apology, I will give the painting to you, okay?" Li Chengfeng said with a smile.

Li Mingda nodded and said: "Okay, okay, you are my biological brother! I never thought that we would meet in this way! Originally, I wanted to go to the Prince's Mansion to see you, but that day

It happens that you are not here, and because of my health, I have not been able to visit you. Don’t take it personally, brother Feng’er!”

"It's okay, sister, just come to the Prince's Mansion often from now on and I will entertain you!"

"Um!"

Li Mingda nodded, and then sighed again.

Because her physical condition is getting worse and worse.

Even though it's the dog days of summer and the weather is terribly hot, at night, there is always a coldness in Li Mingda's body that is causing pain and bone-gnawing pain, making her tossing and turning and unable to sleep.

The next day, I had to rest for a long time to recover.

Because the weather was pretty good today, Li Mingda went out to play the piano. Unexpectedly, he met his biological brother, Li Chengfeng!

"Brother Feng'er, my sister just listened to your guzheng. Can you teach her how to play the guzheng and sing in the future?"

Li Mingda asked curiously.

She was really stunned by Li Chengfeng's musical talent.

That kind of melody and those kind of lyrics were things she had never heard before.

Li Chengfeng touched his little nose and said, "Okay, as long as Sister Mingda likes it, I welcome you to be a guest in the Prince's Mansion at any time! I also like music very much, we can discuss it together!"

"Oh, really? That's really, really good!"

A vague light flashed across Li Mingda's eyes again.

Li Chengfeng also took advantage of this and began to check the characters in the complete "Biography of the Tang Dynasty" in the system.

When he reached Li Mingda's moment, Li Chengfeng was immediately shocked by the introduction above.

Because it says this: Princess Li Mingda of Jinyang, the daughter of Li Shimin and Changsun Wugou! She is 12 years old!

Princess Jinyang is the most beloved daughter of Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty.

He is talented in both literature and art, and has Fei Bai's calligraphy skills. He can actually imitate Li Shimin's handwriting so vividly that no one else can tell.

Playing the guzheng in one hand can attract the birds in the sky to watch.

But unfortunately, God is jealous of talents. Li Mingda suffered from a congenital cold disease since childhood.

In the winter when Li Mingda was 12 years old, she finally failed to survive the injury and died in pain.

Li Shimin was sad for several years and could not even get over his grief.

…

When he saw this, Li Chengfeng was completely confused.

It turns out that there really was a Princess of Jinyang named Li Mingda in history. She was also Li Shimin's most beloved daughter?

But, how could her age stop at 12 years old?

In other words, Li Mingda in history would die at the age of 12?

Li Chengfeng suddenly frowned tightly.

Li Mingda asked doubtfully: "What's wrong, Feng'er? What's on your mind? Why do you look like you're in a daze?"

Li Chengfeng shook his head slightly and said, "Sister Mingda, how old are you this year?"

"I'm 12 years old? What's wrong? Humph, you brat, don't even think about hitting me, I'm your sister!"

"12 years old? 12 years old?"

Li Chengfeng murmured to himself.

In other words, if nothing else happens, Li Mingda will die this winter?

No way?

Li Chengfeng couldn't help but start to feel worried.

This is a condition of congenital body cold. Can it be cured? It seems that such a condition was indeed recorded in Shennong's classics.

But it is a terminal disease and there is no cure, right?

Could it be that Li Mingda really died in the winter when he was 12 years old?
Chapter completed!