Datang: My bedroom is the same as Changle's boudoir

Datang, Princess Mansion, Pingdan (3:5-[-]:[-]).

The sky was still gloomy, and even a little bit of starlight was dotted on the night.

Mo Wuhen and the two were lying on the bed, hugging each other, sleeping so peacefully.

However, such a warm scene was interrupted by someone.

"Princess, princess!"

Xiaocui yelled there in the wee hours of the morning, making the two of them, who were dreaming sweet dreams in their dreams, frown.

Li Lizhi even burrowed into Mo Wuhen's arms, trying to rely on Mo Wuhen to isolate Xiao Cui's voice.

But Xiaocui outside the house didn't know how warm it was inside.

Xiao Cui had something urgent to report, and seeing no response from inside, she ran outside the house and knocked on the door.

"Hurry up, Lizhi, Xiaocui is calling you! Get out!"

Mo Wuhen, who wanted to sleep a little longer, drove Li Lizhi out of his arms without hesitation.

Li Lizhi also woke up after being so mercilessly teased by Mo Wuhen.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Li Lizhi reluctantly got up from the bed.

Li Lizhi felt that she had fallen. Ever since she met Mo Wuhen, she could no longer be the good boy who went to bed early and got up early.

What's more, I went to bed late last night, and now I am extremely tired.

Looking at Mo Wuhen who was still curled up in the bed, Li Li didn't get angry, and slapped Mo Wuhen directly with a "slap".

"I can't even sleep, and you can't sleep either!"

But Mo Wuhen, a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, if you beat him up, I won't get up.

Seeing that Mo Wuhen was so helpless, Li Li had no choice but to ask Xiao Cui what was going on, she was ignorant at all, disturbing the people here in the early morning.

"Xiao Cui, come in, what's going on! Wake me up before dawn!"

When Xiaocui heard Princess Changle let her in, she also opened the door and walked in.

The first moment Xiao Cui came in, she put something on the table, but because it was dark, you couldn't see what it was.

But after a while, Xiaocui took out a fire pocket and lit the lamp, and Li Lizhi realized that it was two sets of clothes.

Mo Wuhen on the bed felt a burst of light suddenly appeared, and even covered his head with the quilt, he didn't care about their conversation at all.

"Xiao Cui, what is this?"

"Princess, the prince sent it over just now, saying that His Majesty asked the princess to go to court with Mr. Mo today!"

"I also need to go?"

Li Lizhi was a little puzzled, after all, there was no precedent for a princess to go to court in the Tang Dynasty.

"That's right, princess, the prince said that you must also go to court."

"I think it should be the marriage between you and Mr. Mo, princess."

"Just now when the prince came to deliver the clothes, he slipped up and called Mr. Mo a son-in-law."

"really?"

Li Lizhi was obviously very happy when Xiao Cui said this, and quickly confirmed it to Xiao Cui.

"Slave, how dare you deceive the princess!"

"Wuhen, did you hear that I, Aye, are going to implement our relationship."

"Hurr~ snort~"

Looking at Mo Wuhen, who is like a big caterpillar, sleeping soundly.

Li Lizhi was angry.

(-"-angry)
Mo Wuhen, danger!
Li Lizhi used a series of slaps, but the effect was mediocre, and Mo Wuhen was still asleep.Li Lizhi can continue to attack, Li Lizhi saw that hitting Mo Wuhen would not have much effect, so he slapped Mo Wuhen soberly, directly on Mo Wuhen's face
"Get up for this princess!"

The effect was outstanding, and Mo Wuhen was awakened.

"what?"

Mo Wuhen rubbed his reddish handsome face, not understanding why he was slapped.

"I, Aye, let us go to court today, surely I want to give you a title?"

"Name?"

Mo Wuhen felt that he hadn't woken up, and he wasn't Li Shimin's concubine, what kind of title did he want.

"I'll make you a consort!"

"Oh, don't say such ambiguous words next time."

Hearing that he was really going to be canonized as a son-in-law, Mo Wuhen also realized one thing.

If they were conferred the consort, they might get married in the not-too-distant future.

However, he has not proposed to Li Lizhi yet.

Looking at the excited Li Lizhi, Mo Wuhen secretly vowed in his heart that he must give Li Lizhi an unforgettable marriage proposal.

Li Lizhi quickly put on the palace clothes, and also brought Mo Wuhen's clothes over.

Looking at the crimson official uniform, Li Lizhi reasoned.

"It seems that I, Aye, should give you an official position above the fifth rank."

In the Tang Dynasty, officials of the third rank and above wore purple, the fourth and fifth ranks wore scarlet (scarlet), the sixth and seventh ranks wore green, and the eighth and ninth ranks wore green.

Moreover, the belt ornaments of officials are also related to the rank, from high to low: jade, gold, silver, and tōu stone (chalcosine ore).

"Is it only the fifth grade? It's a bit small, I have given so many things!"

Mo Wuhen complained while getting dressed under Li Lizhi's service.

"That's a dowry after all, and those high-yield crops haven't been produced yet, maybe I, Aye, will give you another promotion in the future!"

Li Lizhi also arranged Mo Wuhen's clothes while explaining to Mo Wuhen for Li Shimin.

"But to be honest, it's really early. I feel that being an emperor is really hard every day!"

Mo Wuhen yawned, stretched, and said lazily.

"Oh, there's no way, come back and sleep again!"

Li Lizhi also shrugged her shoulders helplessly, and asked Xiaocui to prepare the carriage so that they could take the carriage to the palace later.

...

in the carriage.

"Wuhen, I think this carriage is much more comfortable!"

Li Lizhi sat on the car mat, going up and down.

Mo Wuhen really couldn't stand this kind of carriage without shock absorption. In the previous purchase, he also included the cushion in the shopping list.

Although there is still a little bumps, it is much better than before.

Mo Wuhen opened the curtain on the window and found that there were many carriages heading for the palace.

"The spring night is short and the day is high, and the king will not go to court early from now on."

"Ok?"

Li Lizhi didn't understand what Mo Wuhen said suddenly, it was obviously out of context.

"This poem describes your grandson's emperor Li Longji. I want to sleep in. I really hope your father is like this at this moment."

Of course, Mo Wuhen was just complaining.

If Li Shimin is really like Li Longji, he is obsessed with tenderness every day.

The current turbulent Tang Dynasty will not be able to last for too long.