Seeing that Li Chongrun was drunk, Princess Taiping's face turned pale, and the drunkenness between her brows seemed to have slowly dissipated, leaving only a clear light.
"This kid is very slippery. If I hadn't used some tricks today, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been so easy to get him to nod."
Shangguan Wan'er was still patting the drunk Li Chongrun's back gently, fearing that he would spit it out again and stifle her. She didn't dare to reply loudly, but said softly: "Yi Wan'er comes to see, just
I'm afraid he has already made up his mind. Even if His Highness doesn't use those methods today, as long as he talks about releasing their brothers, he will naturally agree."
"One of the sons from the fourth brother's family has already been released. Although he had to sell this boy so that I could help him to say a good word, in fact, my mother had that intention. Of the remaining two sons from the fourth brother's family, one is too young.
He is just a dull guy, so even if he is released, it won’t be a big deal, it won’t be a problem at all.”
"Is he the second son of the deposed prince Li Xian's family?"
"Mom, after so many years, I'm afraid she still hasn't let go of what happened that year." Princess Taiping shook her head and expressed her helplessness. "So today I thought of a way to trick him, otherwise the second child's child would not be able to get out.
Come on, this kid is afraid that he won’t do his best to help me.”
"Is he so important? How dare the princess put so much effort into it?" Shangguan Wan'er seemed to be very worried that Princess Taiping's mission was too dangerous, and she still hadn't given up trying to persuade Princess Taiping to give up her plan.
"He is not important. After all, he is just a nine-year-old kid with no hair. Even if he can write a few lines of poetry, how capable can he be?" Princess Taiping insisted on her opinion very stubbornly.
"But it's very important that the opponent can't use him as a sign to deal with us."
Princess Taiping slumped down in a very ungraceful manner, her Highness Liubei, with her hands on the ground, her eyes vaguely passing over the majestic Mingtang, as if looking towards the southwest.
"If Brother Xian knows that I have trained their son to not be as cowardly as he was back then, I think he will be very happy."
When Princess Taiping mentioned the former emperor who was far away in Fangzhou, Shangguan Wan'er couldn't help but talk to her. She hugged the drunk Li Chongrun like a child to sleep, patted his back gently, and hummed something very loud.
It's a long-lasting song.
Li Chongrun felt as if he had dreamed of being a child. When he first traveled to this place, there seemed to be someone who would hug him like this when he cried, humming some very melodious songs, and patting him patiently.
Your back, and then you will sleep peacefully.
It's just that the sweet dream was suddenly blown away by a gust of wind. In a moment, a huge giant with golden eyes and brows broke into his peaceful dream. He just raised his hand and brushed away all the tranquility and beauty. Then he raised his foot and walked straight away.
He stepped on the door in front of him.
Only to be awakened by the increasingly larger soles of his feet, Li Chongrun yelled and sat up from the brocade couch.
While breathing, Li Chongrun realized that he had a nightmare. He vaguely remembered that he seemed to be drunk in the palace, but for some reason he woke up in a place like a woman's boudoir.
He had a vague headache, but it was much milder compared to the intense headache he had last time. Li Chongrun cast aside the so-called aristocratic enjoyment with emotion, grabbed the blanket and wiped his forehead carefully.
I was sweating coldly, but I was shocked to find that what I was covering was actually extremely soft tanned purple lambskin.
The purple lambskin was very small and extremely valuable. At first, my little cousin only got a purple lambskin collar and showed it off to Li Chongrun for a long time. But this blanket was actually made of countless purple lambskins that could cover the body.
I looked out the window and saw that the lanterns were starting to light up. Could it be possible? This is Princess Taiping's boudoir?
While Li Chongrun was guessing where he was, he was about to lift off the blanket and get up to take a walk.
Just with a cool breeze, Li Chongrun realized that he had been stripped clean at some point.
In a moment of shock, he hurriedly touched his bun. Fortunately, the things were still there. This made Li Chongrun secretly relieved. He just thought that it would be better to hide such things in another place next time.
But at this moment, a pretty little maid came in carrying a basin. Seeing that Li Chongrun was already up, she hurriedly stepped forward with a smile on her face and said, "Young master is awake. Fang'er has seen you."
"Wait, don't come over yet!"
Li Chongrun was shocked and nervously wrapped the blanket around his body more carefully.
"Just now when Fang'er and I were helping you wipe your body, we had already seen you very clearly. You hairless little brat, if you were left in a commoner's home, I'm afraid you would still be naked on the street.
He's running around, but he's pretending to be reserved here."
Shangguan Wan'er's voice came from outside, and there was an indescribable intimacy in her words.
"It's better to put on clothes, otherwise it will be inconvenient to salute." Through the door curtain, Li Chongrun looked back at the current female prime minister very carefully.
It was very awkward to put on the clothes under the care of the girl named Fang'er, but the material was much better than the robes he usually wore. Li Chongrun, who had tidied up, hurriedly opened the door curtain and walked outside.
Go and meet Guan Wan'er.
The outside room is not big. There is an Arhat couch just outside the door. On the wall behind the couch hangs a very large picture of birds facing the phoenix. The phoenix is very domineering. Looking at the inscription, it seems that it was painted by Shangguan Wan'er herself.
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Several tall stools and coffee tables were placed facing each other, and there was a fire pit in the middle. Fortunately, it was not lit, but it avoided stimulating the memory of Li Chongrun who almost died of gas poisoning that morning.
There is a desk on the east wall, and on a high stool sits Shangguan Wan'er, who is still dressed as she was during the day, writing on the desk.
Curious, Li Chongrun stood in front of the desk and took advantage of the candlelight to carefully read what she was writing.
"The water is flowing too fast. The deep palace is full of leisure. I thank the red leaves diligently so that I can go to the human world."
"What a poem!" Li Chongrun sighed with emotion.
"Oh, what's so good about it?" Shangguan Wan'er had a narrow smile on her face, and her eyes were filled with interest as she stared at Li Chongrun.
"These four sentences are full of twists and turns, deep feelings and grievances, subtle and indifferent, and far-reaching. A non-careful woman cannot write such a sentimental and do such a quiet thing." Li Chongrun bowed deeply to Shangguan Wan'er.
"I think it was written by Cai Ren when he lived in seclusion in Yeting. His resentment is not on the surface, but in the air. It is really clever."
A burst of laughter like silver bells broke the already dark night, and flew towards the sky.
Li Chongrun was at a loss as he looked at Shangguan Wan'er, who was already laughing in front of him. Seeing that she was laughing so hard that she was about to lose her breath, he hurriedly stepped forward to help her smooth her back.
"The palace resentment is right, but it's not mine." Shangguan Wan'er finally calmed down and glanced at Li Chongrun with a smile. "I'm not as talented as you, Li Chongrun, the great poet."
"Ah? Did I do it? Did I do it when I was drunk?"
"No, if you don't believe it, you can witness it when you meet Her Royal Highness tomorrow." Shangguan Wan'er seemed to think of how Princess Taiping would laugh tomorrow when she learned about Li Chongrun's comment just now, and the smile on her face became even wider.
The hair is shining brightly.
"Ah, this... this kid is still hungover and confused for a moment. He did countless things and did countless things. I hope the talented person will forget about it. It's best to forget."
"Okay, but you can't call me Talent anymore."
"A good talent is just a boy. How should I call a talent?"
"When your father was still in power, I was quite close to your mother. If not, just call me aunt."
"The good ones are talented people, the good ones are talented people."
"Call Auntie."
Li Chongrun was a little puzzled, but he thought that this noble man was not yet thirty. In his previous life, he was indeed a girl, far from a woman. The temperament of some girls is understandable. He called out honestly: "
Aunt~"
When she heard Li Chongrun call her aunt obediently, Shangguan Wan'er's picturesque eyebrows curved up like a crescent moon in a smile, and her plain white face looked very beautiful.
"Well, be good. Let's go to dinner with my aunt. I have a surprise for you tomorrow."