my beautiful daddy

, to scrape it down.

The soldiers had already returned to Beijing, and now only a few people stayed to help find Xuan Zifeng's whereabouts.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help laughing miserably.

He looked up at the wide sky.

After all, how much has he done?

How much blood was on your hands?

Spreading his palms, he lowered his head and gazed at the snowflakes falling on his palms, which quickly melted into water droplets, icy cold into his heart.

Li Zixuan walked to Xuantian Palace on foot, the road was desolate, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, every step he took, his heart became heavier and more painful. . .

Walking and walking, I came to Yilianju in Xuantian Palace. A lotus pond was built in front of the house. In summer, when the lotus in the pond is in full bloom, it is very eye-catching. Now the lotus has fallen asleep, leaving only a blue lotus leaf , dotted with snowflakes.

Although the built house is not luxurious, it is also elegant and refined. The four points are supported by mahogany columns, and the exquisite arrangement of the house makes people feel very tasteful.

Looking at the closed door, Li Zixuan slowly stepped forward and pushed the door open.

A faint scent of crabapple flowers permeated the air, rushing towards him.

His thoughts suddenly flooded. Here, there lived such an old man who loved purple, so whether it was clothes or small accessories on his body, they were all purple.

Li Zixuan walked to the coffee table, stretched out his hand, and picked up a jade teacup, which was crystal clear with a green carcass, holding it in his hand, it was extraordinarily cold.

"This person likes jade the most, even the cup for drinking tea..."

A helpless smile could not be concealed from the corner of his mouth. I had argued with him countless times, is it better to make tea in a purple clay pot?How about a jasper pot?

In the end, Xuan Zifeng said with a straight face, "Only jade can make good tea!"

So, I had no choice but to accept his fallacy.

"Knock, knock, knock!" There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Li Zixuan said calmly, his eyes still on the jade cup.

Pushing the door and entering was a man in a black robe and a big black hat that completely covered his facial features.

His body was extremely thin, and the black robe looked extraordinarily wide on him.

He walked into the room, bowed respectfully, and said loudly, "Little Prince."

"How things had been?"

"I want to report to you, my lord, that I couldn't find Senior Lu Qing at all in the Clan's Mansion. After investigation, I found out that Senior Lu Qing went to the south of the Yangtze River for the Crown Prince to play together a few days ago. I don't know what it is now." Time to come back."

Li Zixuan paused, and the hand holding the jade cup trembled slightly, "That is to say, when I was about to destroy Xuantian Palace, Lu Qing and the crown prince had already left the capital?"

"Exactly."

"Hehehe...that is to say, I was cheated by Grandpa Huang?"

The man bowed his head in embarrassment, not daring to speak.

Li Zixuan suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly, "Hahaha...that's really clever, no, it was my negligence, and I didn't investigate and just believed the words of the emperor, hahaha..."

Smiling and laughing, the tears in the corners of his eyes have already blurred his eyes.

The man in black lowered his head, "Little prince, there is one more thing. The emperor announced that you should return to Beijing immediately."

Li Zixuan raised his hand, wiped away the tears from his cheeks, brushed his broken hair behind his ears, he couldn't help but worry, "Tell him, this King Ning, whether I do it or not is all in my mind, As for the throne, I have never been interested in it from the beginning to the end, if he talks nonsense again, I guarantee that he will never find Li Zixuan again in this world."

The man in black trembled slightly, and after a while, he finally realized, "Yes." He hurriedly left the room.

that day.

Li Zixuan sat quietly for a day and a night in Xuan Zifeng's room, looking at the fiery red exaggerated big bed, in a daze for a long time, and never stepped out of the door.

And Bai Ling waited quietly outside the door, watching every move in the room motionless, Ren Hanxue covered his shoulders, still holding the long sword in his hand.

In the month after the siege, Li Zixuan also lay in bed for a month, sick and unconscious, living in Xuantian Palace and refusing to see anyone.

And Bai Ling, Xiaodong, Lao Peng and others also moved in to take care of Li Zixuan.

One month later, the emperor became seriously ill, and hurriedly called Li Zixuan and Li Yumo back to Beijing.

Against all odds, Li Zixuan stepped into the palace again, stepped into the emperor's bedroom, and when he saw the emperor's grandfather again, the emperor's grandmother was already crying beside him. It was a helpless old man, staring at the top of the bed with dry eyes.

Li Zixuan sat quietly beside his bed, listened to his trembling voice, and said slowly, "Xuan'er, are you still unwilling to forgive me?"

Li Zixuan looked at him expressionlessly, without saying a word.

On the contrary, Li Yumo was furious. Standing behind Li Zixuan, he slapped the back of Li Zixuan's head with his big palm, and said angrily, "Stinky boy! What are you doing in a daze! There is no overnight feud between grandson and grandpa! Come on!" Say something to your grandpa!"

Li Zixuan stubbornly shut his mouth.

The emperor smiled kindly, closed his eyes, and said softly, "Hehehe... I know, you must not understand what I did a month ago, it doesn't matter, when you grow up, you will understand."

I don't know why, but my eyes still couldn't help being wet and crying.

Li Yumo stepped forward, sat on the side of the bed, gently took the emperor's hand, put him under the quilt, and laughed softly, "Father, don't talk about it, the imperial doctor said it, it's just a cold, take care of me for a few days That's it, you have to put your mind at ease."

The emperor nodded in satisfaction, "Mo'er, I am not a dedicated father."

"No, Mo'er knows that everything my father does is for our sake, paving the way for us, but what my father did was a little too extreme."

"Yeah, that's why Xuan'er hates me so much."

The tears on Li Zixuan's cheeks had already blurred, "Grandpa... Grandfather..." He stretched out his hand, pulled the corner of the quilt covered by the emperor, and wept silently.

The emperor slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Li Zixuan wearily, "I'm already old, should Xuan'er take my place?"

With tears in his eyes, Li Zixuan nodded desperately.

Many things are not judged by who is right or who is wrong. Even if Xuan Zifeng was killed by the emperor's extreme actions, but Xuantian Palace has no law, oppressing the people is a fact, if it is not resolved in a day , One day, I have to face this problem myself.Grandpa Huang is not entirely wrong, whether it is right or wrong, he no longer wants to pursue it.

The grandpa in front of him, after all, watched him grow up since he was a child. Even when he made a mistake, a kind grandpa would protect his shortcomings and let the matter pass by with his eyes closed, and his grandson was very dependent on him.

Tens of thousands of grievances, like the wind, leave no trace, and the water passes without a trace.

Laughing away enmity.

Until the end, the two held hands and looked at each other with tears in their eyes, everything was kept silent.

In 702 AD, the Li Dynasty ushered in a new emperor.

King Xuan.

Among the people, there has been a steady stream of praises for the new emperor, and they have been praised for generations. They all praise the kindness of the current King Xuan, who has done a lot of good deeds for the people. At the same time, when he ascended the throne, he did a very happy thing. This cult.

In the mountain of memorials, Li Zixuan is so busy every day that he gradually forgets the deepest pain in his heart. Only in the dead of night, he drinks alone in the bedroom and misses someone.

Since he ascended the throne, he moved to live in the palace, while the emperor moved to live in Bijian Villa. This large villa is quiet and suitable for retirement. Since Li Zixuan took over the throne, the emperor took the queen to the villa together, planning to So retire here.

On the other hand, Li Yumo traveled around with Lu Qing, traveling all over the scenery, and occasionally went back to the palace to visit Li Zixuan, who was struggling day and night, and couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't take over the throne back then, otherwise, how could he be so happy today? Going to Bijian Villa, drinking tea and playing chess with the two elderly people, I feel very happy.

Whenever the queen saw Lu Qing, she had to drag him to chat with him. It can be seen that she had already regarded Lu Qing as a daughter-in-law, which made Lu Qing, who was cold and arrogant, actually look a little embarrassed.

A year passed gradually.

It's winter again.

It was white everywhere.

Cold exhaled air is white smoke.

Tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year, Li Zixuan hurried from the palace to Bijian Villa.

Traveling in microservices, the entourage still only brings three.

Bai Ling, Xiao Dong, and Lao Peng.

Li Zixuan was wearing a thick white fox fleece, sitting in the carriage, looking out the window in a daze, Xiaodong talked and laughed with Bai Ling from time to time, and Lao Peng echoed him.

He even joked that if Xiaodong couldn't find a suitable family, he would just marry Bai Ling. As a result, Xiaodong's face turned red, and she was in a hurry with whomever she dared to say, while Bai Ling snickered from the sidelines, never Rebuttal words.

"It's winter again."

"Yes."

"kindness."

Chapter List Chapter 308 One Year Later

As soon as he stepped into Bijian Villa, there was a burst of loud and hearty laughter from inside the villa. Except for the abdicated grandpa, who has a strong body, who else would have such a good mood.

Li Zixuan shook his head helplessly, and walked into the villa at a leisurely pace. A young man in his early twenties, dressed in dark gray clothes, with his hair tied up high, was heavy and steady, handsome and dignified, with a cold expression. His temperament made people dare not take half a step towards him. He was a cool and handsome man. He walked up to Li Zixuan and bowed respectfully, "Join the emperor."

Li Zixuan said with a smile, "Ji Yunzhong, you really are, how many times have you said it, you don't need to call me the emperor here, just call me the old one."

"Yes, young master." Ji