Three books and six rites to whiteheads

When Zhan Tian enters the king's city, Tai Fu knows the truth

"Really." Wei Huanhan said lightly.

Qiqi sensed Wei Huanhan's dissatisfaction, and quickly knelt down: "Your Highness, Qiqi has no other intentions, just empress..."

Qiqi didn't say any more, but Wei Huanhan naturally knew what he didn't say.

Wei Huanhan turned around and walked in front of Qiqi: "Get up and go back to the palace."

When Qi Qi stood up, Wei Huanhan had already walked in front, so she had no choice but to say to Wei Huanhan's back: "If Your Highness can't let go, come back later, Qi Qi will help His Highness hide it from your mother."

"I won't come again." Wei Huanhan paused and walked away again.

Hearing Wei Huanhan's words, Qiqi sighed, and followed Wei Huanhan step by step. The two people who were about the same height walked farther and farther away, and the courtyard of Ruyi Palace returned to its former tranquility.

The desolate and desolate original appearance does not have the luxury of the inner courtyard of the palace, and it is not even as clean and spacious as the courtyards of ordinary people.

After Wei Huanhan returned to his bedroom, he began to practice calligraphy. The concubine, the eldest grandson, dismissed the court ladies and eunuchs, and walked to the table where Wei Huanhan practiced calligraphy.

Wei Huanhan sensed someone coming in, and when he saw that it was the concubine mother, he hurriedly stood up and saluted: "My son kowtows to concubine mother, and respectfully greets concubine mother."

Concubine Changsun helped Wei Huanhan up, smiled and patted Wei Huanhan's clothes, his beautiful face became extremely soft because of the smile at this time: "Mother and concubine came to see you, it's nothing serious, you don't have to do such a big deal present."

"I went to pay my respects to my concubine this morning, just in time for you to be invited by the empress. This is for me." Wei Huanhan helped the eldest grandson noble concubine to the chair, looked around and found that the maids were not there, "Sit down first, son I'm going to make you a cup of tea."

Concubine Changsun asked Wei Huanhan to sit aside: "No need, you sit down, Mother Concubine has something to say to you, otherwise I wouldn't have driven all the maids away."

Wei Huanhan sat down, the eldest grandson noble concubine held Wei Huanhan's hand in her palm, her voice was gentle, which made Wei Huanhan's hands colder and colder when he was just practicing calligraphy alone, and slowly regained a little warmth: "You, you are always so old, It's exactly the same as your father when he was young."

"It's just that I'm useless, I can't give you the status of a direct prince, otherwise why would you have to work so hard."

Concubine Changsun was talking, and began to babble as usual. Wei Huanhan felt that his hands, which had just warmed up, were about to lose their warmth again, and he began to feel bored. He didn't like that the topics of conversation between his mother and concubine always revolved around these things. In fact, not only do I not like it, but I even feel disgusted from the bottom of my heart because I have heard it since I was a child.

In fact, he used to like Concubine An more than his own mother. He always felt that Concubine An was closer, more like an ordinary mother who loved her children.

He really envied Huan Luo, among the three brothers, only Huan Luo lived like a child, carefree, real and vivid.

Maybe it's because of Concubine An, or maybe it's because of Huan Luo's own kindness.

Liang is cute, only Huan Luo can make him happy in such a big palace, but after the death of Concubine An, Huan Luo can't find her anymore...

"My lord, my lord?" The former girl Qi Qi has grown into an outstanding shadow guard. She looked at King Han's back with reddened eyes. After so many years, it seems that the missing brother has become King Han's heart disease. .

King Han was recalled by Qiqi's call, he stroked the small wooden sword in his hand with some reluctance, and put the wooden sword back on his sleeve: "What's the matter?"