"Kuan'er, your father has told mother about what you have done. Mother is very happy. It turns out that mother's Kuan'er is such a talented person." Empress Changsun looked at the son in front of her who made her feel extremely proud. , her heart suddenly and inexplicably felt sour.

After all, even ordinary parents, even if their children have been around since childhood, will occasionally feel indebted. On the other hand, looking back at myself and Erlang, the so-called debt seems to be just talked about most of the time. It belongs to the competition between myself and myself on something, and there is rarely a time when they actually make amends.

Now, Empress Changsun is very happy that she had unswervingly supported her son.

"Mom, am I awesome?" Li Kuan saw that his eldest grandson had no intention of causing trouble for him, so he put his hands on his hips and said proudly: "Who is my son? Has he ever said any big words? - Those who thought that his son was talking big words in the past , they are all short-sighted and short-sighted people, how could those little sparrows know their son’s ambition like a swan?"

Otherwise, His Highness the King of Chu knows how to use allusions. If he continues to talk about this allusion, he may have blurted out "The great Tang Dynasty, King Li Kuan", and at the end he may have to add: "Prince and Marquis" General Xiang Ning has the guts to call you?!"

Then, before a certain anti-king has finished "calling", Hong San's haunted old face will appear in front of him, and then there will be a familiar process: salute, hug and throw, Li Kuan falls to the ground, and the final appearance His Majesty Li Er took out his belt...His Royal Highness the King of Chu sang loudly...At the end, the sighing His Highness the King of Wei will come to the rescue with a bottle of fine golden medicine...

Ok……

For some reason, Li Kuan suddenly stopped talking when he realized what the problem was.

"Okay, okay, my Kuan'er is the swan of Lingtian." Empress Changsun stretched out her hand and pinched her son's cheek: "It's just that these days, you have to stay in the palace. If you really feel bored, come up with something." If you want to take a tour of the palace, you must take Jiang with you, do you understand?"

"Don't worry, mother." Feeling his eldest grandson's concern for him, Li Kuan, who was originally thinking about how to solve the most difficult problem at the moment, couldn't help but smile brightly: "The next thing is for the eldest brother and father to take action, son. It’s really time to keep a low profile and live in peace and quiet these days.”

"Kuan'er, do you feel aggrieved?" Empress Changsun straightened her son's clothes: "You give the credit to your elder brother. Mother doesn't say it's not good, but mother always feels that it's unfair to you."

"Hi," Li Kuan tilted his head and tried not to look at the guilty look in Empress Changsun's eyes. He thought for a while and replied seriously: "Mom, I have lofty ambitions, but my lofty ambition has never been to be an emperor. Besides, my eldest brother is really a nice person. At least today when my father gave me the defense map of Xuanwu Gate, my eldest brother had a moment of shock and loss in his eyes, but he still unswervingly chose to believe me - I was pressed by Hong San When we were staying, the eldest brother was the first one to rush up and hug my father's thigh. Unfortunately, the faint king was too strong. As soon as his thigh shook, the eldest brother, Xiao Ke and Xiao Tai scattered..."

When Li Kuan said this, he winced unconsciously. He really didn't understand that when he was the emperor of the Three Palaces and Nine Courtyards, he had to deal with government affairs day and night, but how could this not drain his father's life? , so much so that when I beat myself up, that feeling... has a long aftertaste...

"You!" Empress Changsun listened to her angry son complaining to Li Er, and couldn't help but smile: "Your father was also a battle-hardened general at the time, so it was really effortless to deal with you little brats. "

"Humph, that's Gu Weizhuang!" Li Kuan snorted coldly at first, but then he realized that there was some dissatisfaction in his mother's expression, so he immediately changed to a euphemistic way of saying: "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, Don’t bully young people into poverty!”

I still don’t believe it. Thirty years later, that foolish king will not be able to watch me show off my power in front of him with a belly bigger than the emperor’s grandfather?

Hum hum……

Although Li Kuan hasn't figured out how to show off his power yet, what does it matter?

Ah Q... No, Ah Kuan believes that as long as the spirit is victorious, the body will be victorious sooner or later.

But A Kuan ignored that there has always been something called "pillow style" in this world.

"Kuan'er," Empress Changsun looked helplessly at her son who seemed to be born to be happy: "Can't you get along well with your father?"

"Oh... mother..." Li Kuan felt sad whenever he mentioned this: "That Hunjun wants to beat me up every now and then. I really want to have a good relationship with him, but he won't give me any respect!"

"Okay," Empress Changsun nodded: "In that case, I will tell your father later and ask him to be more polite to you in the future."

Queen Changsun's words made Li Kuan subconsciously think that this was a trap.

"Mother..." Li Kuan looked at Empress Changsun with some suspicion: "You are not planning to file a black record against me because I don't let Changle marry my cousin, are you? Mother! You can't do that. Ah! There is only one good mother in the world, mother!"

"What's all this?!" Empress Changsun said at a loss of whether to laugh or cry: "Mom really intends to have a good talk with your father for you. It's not good for you and your son to be like enemies all day long, isn't it? It's just Kuan'er , Mom asks you, why don’t you agree to let Changle marry Chong’er?”

"Isn't this obvious?" Li Kuan, who relaxed after seeing that things were not what he thought, replied honestly: "Because Changle doesn't like it. Mom, Changle is a princess of the Tang Dynasty, but she is also my biological sister. I don't I hope she will marry someone she doesn’t like in the future.”

"Now that Changle is still young, how does she know what liking means?" Empress Changsun was very satisfied with the answer given by Li Kuan, but then she gave a different opinion as if teasing her son.

"Then mother, just wait until Changle understands what 'like' means, and then consider her marriage." Li Kuan blinked and made a desperate counterattack.

It took Queen Changsun a long time to realize that she had been tricked by her son.

"Okay, you," Empress Changsun, who was not angry but smiling, couldn't help but pinch her son's ears: "Why are you waiting here for your mother?"

"Hehe..." Li Kuan said with a smile: "Mom, don't worry, no matter who it is in the future, as long as I am here, no one can bully Changle, so there is really no need to find someone for her so early. It’s my destination, so as for marriage, let’s wait until she gets married in the future.”

In fact, who among the fathers and brothers in the world would really want their daughter or sister to get married early?

At this point, Li Kuan felt that the foolish king in Tai Chi Palace should also think so.

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