Guanyin's beautiful eyes looked at Li Qian with tears in her eyes and leaned against him.
Li Qian was still a little surprised and didn't understand the principle.
What he said just now was just something he said subconsciously. He has watched a lot of TV dramas, so many people may be able to blurt it out.
But a lady like Changsun Wugao, who grew up in a boudoir, has never seen such a scene.
What is unique, what is put away and treasured, this is the time when teenage girls appreciate this the most.
What's more, the person who said this was her husband, the ninety-five-year-old emperor...
Although Li Qian didn't understand the principle at once, it didn't stop him from going on.
He held his eldest grandson Wugu in one hand and held the drawing paper in the other hand, drying the ink marks on it. Then he smiled and lowered his head and said, "As soon as I entered the Palace of Eternal Life, I felt something different."
"In the past, although this place was the most prestigious in the world and the most noble in the world, in my opinion, I always felt that something was missing."
Li Qian looked at the scene in the Tai Chi Hall and couldn't help but sigh: "It wasn't until today that Guanyin Maid placed several vases of flowers, several gauze curtains, and a painting that I suddenly realized it."
"There is still something wrong with this Palace of Eternal Life."
Changsun Wugou was listening intently, and subconsciously replied: "Your Majesty, the Palace of Eternal Life is the residence of all previous emperors. What else is missing? This is already the richest place in the world."
Li Qian sighed softly: "This is rich enough, but it still lacks the feeling of home."
Changsun Wujia was stunned.
Li Qian held her in his arms and sighed: "For me, this is just a palace, but it is not a home."
These words were from his heart.
This splendid palace seemed extremely luxurious, but Li Qian subconsciously felt a sense of alienation in his heart. He never regarded this place as his home, but just a place to sleep every day.
Today, Changsun Wugao made some decorations here, placed a few pots of flowers, and made some decorations, which actually made Li Qian feel a sense of warmth that he had not seen for a long time.
Even if there is only a trace.
Is the warmth of home important?
Li Qian gently stroked Changsun Wugou's back and smooth hair, with sighs in his eyes.
Just look at the personality differences between Changsun Wugu and Wu Meiniang. One has been taken care of by his mother, uncles and brothers since he was a child, while the other lives on the streets with his mother and younger sister, seeking refuge with his relatives, and suffers the cold shoulder.
Changsun Wujia made Li Qian feel optimistic and cheerful, and could infect the people around him.
Although Wu Meiniang was very cheerful on her face, Li Qian could still feel the depth in her heart after getting along with her in depth for so many days.
Li Qian felt that that was not what he wanted to be.
Isn't it good to be a happy boy all the time?
Suddenly, a pair of jade arms wrapped around Li Qian's waist. He looked down and found that Changsun Wugou had put his head on his chest at some point.
"Haha, I feel sad."
Li Qian chuckled twice, diluting the heavy atmosphere in the palace: "Guanyin, you haven't had dinner yet, please eat with me here."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Changsun Wugou also raised his head, with a bit of shyness in his beautiful eyes.
In fact, she didn't know what His Majesty the Emperor was feeling just now.
She was taken to her uncle's house when she couldn't remember. She had been taken care of by her mother and brother since she was a child, but she had never experienced what it was like to be without a home.
She put the flowers in the vase inadvertently.
However, although he didn't understand what Li Qian was thinking, Sun Wugou, the eldest son just now, still stretched out his hands and hugged him tenderly.
In public, with so many palace maids and eunuchs watching, Changsun Wugou, who was so proactive for the first time, was a little shy.
Li Qian didn't notice this. He took Changsun Wugou to the main table and sat down.
The old eunuch who had been staying in the palace pretending to be deaf and mute immediately announced loudly outside the palace: "Your Majesty is having a meal..."
The young eunuchs filed in and laid out plates of exquisite meals.
After eating, Li Qian leaned on his chair, rubbed his stomach obscenely, and then subconsciously pulled Changsun Wugou upstairs.
After eating, of course you need to exercise to eliminate food.
Don't get me wrong, it's not that kind of exercise, it's a serious one.
But Changsun Wugou seemed to have misunderstood something, and stood still with his face flushed.
Li Qian turned around curiously: "What's wrong? Guanyin maid?"
"His Majesty……"
Changsun Wugou's face turned red: "I have been sleeping with you for three consecutive days, and many of the concubines in the Sixth Palace have not seen Your Majesty since they entered the palace. Please, Your Majesty..."
"oh!"
Li Qian suddenly realized: "So Maid Guanyin wants to persuade me to soak up the rain and dew?"
Changsun Wugou's pretty face suddenly turned even redder, and he thought to himself, "Where did your majesty come from with such words as tiger and wolf?"
Although she was very shy, she still straightened her face and nodded slightly.
Before entering the palace, her biological mother also taught her that she must not be a jealous concubine after entering the palace, and she must know how to share, otherwise she will be displeased by His Majesty.
Now Changsun Wugou is practicing the teachings he received.
"This..."
Li Qian thought for a moment and looked to Wei Zhongxian aside: "My dear friend, I remember that I only turned over the sign once, right?"
Wei Zhongxian wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Yes, Your Majesty."
The two red-clothed eunuchs nesting in the corner of the Hall of Eternal Life were sweating in their hearts. In the "Notes on Internal Living" they were responsible for compiling, His Majesty had been flipping over the signs.
It's just that the result of turning over the cards was a coincidence. It turned out to be the Changsun Empress for several days in a row. Do you think it's magical or not?
Li Qian squeezed his eldest grandson Wugu's weak, boneless hand, subconsciously feeling a little reluctant to let go.
He looked at Wei Zhongxian and asked: "Didn't the concubines in the Sixth Palace catch the cold the day before yesterday? Have they all recovered now?"
Wei Zhongxian's mind was sharp and he guessed Li Qian's thoughts at once: "Back to Your Majesty, Empress Lu Pheasant and Empress Wu did not go to Liang Dafu Pavilion that day. In addition, the other six empresses have also recovered from their illnesses."
"Lu Pheasant?"
Li Qian was startled: "Why didn't she go to Doctor Liang's Pavilion?"
"My slave doesn't know either."
Wei Zhongxian was a little puzzled. Why would His Majesty remember the name of an ordinary concubine?
After thinking carefully for a moment, he remembered that Lu Pheasant was the only one among the fifty show girls who came from a commoner background.
Li Qian didn't dwell too much on this, but instead asked: "In other words, if I want to flip the brand, I have to choose from these eight people?"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"good."
Li Qian nodded helplessly: "Bring me the sign."
Wei Zhongxian gave the order, and immediately several more young eunuchs walked in slowly carrying wooden trays.
Suddenly, more than a dozen wooden cards were placed in front of Li Qian, one of which represented a concubine.
Li Qian took a deep breath and calmed down.
I only had a one-time relationship with these concubines before, but now I have to crawl into the same bed because of the same brand. It is really exciting to think about it... ah no, it is ridiculous!
Without thinking any further, Li Qian reached out and picked a wooden sign at random...