Chapter 45
The sun rises, the dew drops and tears fall, and the beauty is still so crimson.

Spring and autumn are locked in the palace, and it's not in the slightest.

Spring is in a hurry, summer is in a hurry, autumn is here, and winter is coming in a blink of an eye.

Beijing has entered the early winter, and the brand of autumn has been burned even more deeply.

"Your Highness, this is the roasted sweet potato from Dongjie! Try it!"

The winter imprint of the Princess Mansion starts with a roasted sweet potato, or in other words, a basket of roasted sweet potatoes.

"Mr. Li, don't make any noise. Your Highness is discussing important matters with His Majesty in the study. Don't collide."

The maid beside Yici hurriedly stopped Li Jiudu who was about to rush into the yard.

Li Jiudu hurriedly covered his mouth. The half-human tall boy stared at his dark eyes. He stopped on the spot, and then handed the roasted sweet potato in his arms to the maid, "Then give it to His Highness to taste later. I'll go back to the yard first. "

Li Jiudu sneaked a glance at the closed study door, raised his feet lightly, stooped, tiptoed, and trotted out of the courtyard.

maid:"……"

It's hard for this little fool to have a heart.

As soon as Li Jiudu walked to the gate of the courtyard, four other young boys walked by, each with a handsome demeanor and a different temperament.

Li Jiudu bent his back and raised his head, stood on tiptoe, and suppressed his voice: "...Your Majesty is inside!"

Quite funny.

Four young boys: "..."

Several people looked at each other and stood where they were, neither entering the yard nor leaving.

Li Jiudu wrinkled his face: "Aren't you leaving?"

Aren't you afraid of being scolded by His Majesty?
His Majesty scolded them every time he came, as if it was a mistake for them to take a breath.

Yuan Huaili glanced at Li Jiudu, "So what if you leave? Your Majesty will summon me later."

There is no escape from being scolded.

After all, which old father wants to see his daughter surrounded by a group of dogs and men?

Although this group of dog men haven't grown up yet.

But after all, there is a name, right?
After all, Yuan Huaili has 5000 years of experience, has seen and heard too much, and his mind is far beyond the reach of these young people.

Yan Si's wolf-like green eyes swept over Li Jiudu, "Do you have a problem with His Majesty?"

His Majesty's encouragement to them is all for Princess Zhaoyang, what right does this idiot have to object?
Yin Wuhui smiled and lifted his feet, stood in front of Li Jiudu, and met Yan Si's stern eyes, "Young Master Yan, it's not like you don't know what Li Jiudu's brains are, so why bother?"

Shen Yanshu finally said, "Yes."

They have been together for nearly a year, and they have already known each other's temperament, why they stayed in the princess mansion, and they also figured it out individually, and they expressed their understanding of Yan Si's thoughtless protection of Princess Zhaoyang.

In the closed study room, calligraphy and paintings are hung on the white walls, and gold, silver and jewelry are remodeled with astonishing craftsmanship, and their unique shapes give them new life, which deeply interprets what appeals to both refined and popular tastes.

The study room is burning with a light fragrance of flowers, and even in early winter, you can smell the fragrance of spring and summer.

"The war against the Zhou Kingdom has come to an end. Little Ah Ci thinks it's time to break the situation in one fell swoop, or to accept the peace?"

Pei Huaizhi was scooping up the small glutinous rice balls in the bowl, and the small soup bowl was steaming, adding a touch of warmth to the room.

Yici was holding a gold-encrusted soup woman in her hand, and was lazily lying on her side on the soft couch in the study.

"Didn't Daddy already have the answer?"

"Tell me." Pei Huaizhi raised his eyes to signal, his usually fierce phoenix eyes were filled with warmth, "Daddy wants to hear how smart little Ah Ci is."

"One, you are unpopular. Daddy's reputation is very bad. The people call you a tyrant, and clamor that you came to the throne unjustly."

Pei Huaizhi nodded, and took another spoonful of glutinous rice balls.

"Second, the court is unstable, the power of the court is torn apart, and the big family behind the officials is trying to intervene in the government affairs and earn eternal peace for the family."

Pei Huaizhi's eyes moved slightly.

"Three, winter is coming. This year, the south has experienced a plague, and the north has experienced a severe drought. The grain reserves are simply not enough to survive the winter. The price of rice on the street has risen by ten cents. This is very urgent."

"Zhou Guoqiu not only sent money and food, but also sent protons."

"At that time, Daqian will overcome the urgent need and make Zhou Guo lose face, killing two birds with one stone, why not do it?"

Yici lazily closed his eyes half-closed, his body was warm, a little drowsy, and his tone was a little soft, "If the state of Zhou is taken down, the people of the state of Zhou will refuse to accept it, and they will accept the mess of the state of Zhou. At that time, Dagan will only burn out .”

"If Dad is not stupid, he won't make a wrong choice."

Pei Huaizhi put down the soup bowl in his hand, went to sit limply beside Yici, covering Yici's hair with his big hands with distinct knuckles and thin calluses.

"Daddy made the right choice back then."

If he didn't have the supreme right, his little Ah Ci would be struggling as a woman in the ordinary and mediocre world, numbly becoming a woman disciplined by the world.

Yici opened her eyes in a daze, and groaned in dissatisfaction. Since she forcibly opened her magic eye once, she became more and more lethargic. At twelve hours a day, she slept for seven or eight hours, even if she drank the medicine to wake her up It doesn't work halfway either.

Pei Huaizhi stroked Fu Yici's back, the one that was small in his arms back then is now half a person tall, pretty and bright, he smiled softly.

"In the future, little Ah Ci is also a world-renowned beauty."

In this troubled world, beauty is the bane, but his little Ah Ci's beauty can only be a compliment to her.

He wants to protect her forever.

Pei Huaizhi gently hugged Yici into his arms, then put his cloak on Yici's body, and kicked open the door of the study.

Seeing this, Wei Deshan, who had been guarding the door of the study, hurried up to greet her. Seeing His Majesty's cloak on the princess, "Your Majesty..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Pei Huaizhi's eyes.

Wei Deshan quickly shut up, knowing that His Majesty was worried that he would wake up the princess.

As soon as Pei Huaizhi came out of the courtyard, he saw five young boys standing outside the courtyard, their expressions turned cold, and just as he was about to give a lecture, he remembered Yici in his arms, so he stopped talking, his cold eyes glanced at him, and he strode away.

After Pei Huaizhi walked away, the five young boys made any movement.

"Your Majesty didn't scold us this time?" Li Jiudu clasped his hands together, "Thank God!"

"Is something wrong, Your Highness?"

Yan Si's green eyes were deep and her face was serious.

Yuan Huaili frowned lightly, and Princess Zhaoyang became lethargic. Could it be that her life expectancy is approaching?But according to his deduction, Princess Zhaoyang did not have such a calamity.

The Beijing city in winter has a quiet taste, whether it is inside or outside the palace gate, if you want to see the fireworks, you have to step through the gate that cuts off the long street.

The sound of carriages was humming, passing over the stone roads of Qingjie Street, and over thousands of chills.

"Your Majesty, the Young Master sent a letter to the palace, saying that Princess Zhaoyang is entering the palace today, and he will accompany you, so you can come and visit your Majesty!" The first good news of winter came from Yanle Palace.

"Luoyue, really?"

Yuan Linglong put down the poem and book in her hand, joy burst into her eyes.

"Seriously!" Luoyue brought a cup of hot drink for Yuan Linglong, "Your Majesty, Princess Zhaoyang will come to the Palace to accompany His Majesty to celebrate the festival, and the Young Master will definitely come to see you!"

Yuan Linglong's pretty face froze, with a slightly sad expression, "Your Majesty may not come to the harem today."

(End of this chapter)

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