Walking in this rather simple courtyard, Song Qingyue's cold hand was held in the palm of Li Zhao's warm hand, which was very warm. He still liked to rub the back of her hand with his thumb, and suddenly Song Qingyue's fingers touched his palm.

of irregular protrusions.

Is it a scar? she thought.

"I heard that Li Hu asked you about building roads and forts in the northwest a few days ago?"

"Well, actually he can't decide anything. Such a big project must be led by the Ministry of Works. He is just anxious and curious." Song Qingyue said lightly and quickly changed the topic: "By the way, there are some wintersweet trees in front.

, it has bloomed in the past few days, and it is very fragrant. May I take your Highness to pick some branches?"

"Yue'er," Li Zhao held her back to prevent her from changing the subject, "Don't get too close to Prince Jing's Mansion in the future."

"ah?"

"Concubine Hui and Prince Jing's mother and son were greatly favored by the Empress when they were young. The fourth uncle grew up in the East Palace with the prince's uncle when he was young." He stopped here, and of course he would not say it out loud.

How much effort did he and his father put into overthrowing the East Palace? Then he said: "If you have any difficulties in the future, come to me. If you are not in the capital, just write a letter. Don't go to Li Hu again."

"But, that's the northwest..." Song Qingyue said softly.

Li Zhao snorted and lowered his head to look at her: "How about Northwest? Is it the prince of Northwest who can't do anything?"

Song Qingyue was surprised for a moment, raised her delicate eyebrows, and muttered in a low voice: "You stretched your hands too long."

"Why, are you scared?" Li Zhao stopped and looked into her eyes and asked.

Song Qingyue felt a little aggrieved: "You want me to tell the truth?"

"Tell me."

"There is not a day when I am not afraid." Song Qingyue took her hand out of his palm, held his hand again, and turned his palm over. Sure enough, she saw a ferocious scar on his palm. Song Qingyue felt extremely natural again.

Changed the subject: "What is this?"

"It's okay. I blew it up a long time ago when I was using a small blunderbuss."

Song Qingyue's slender, white and green fingers gently touched the scar and asked, "Does it hurt?"

In fact, she wanted Li Zhao to find a chance to take her to see the Shenji Camp, which was said to have the most advanced equipment in this era. After hearing that he didn't answer for a long time, Song Qingyue raised her head and was caught off guard and ran into his deep gray eyes.

, followed by a passionate and eager kiss.

The back of her head was held firmly by his other hand, and he kissed her lips fiercely.

"Uh! Uh-huh!"

Li Zhao hugged her, forehead to forehead, and asked with unsteady breath: "We haven't seen you for so long, do you miss me?"

"Why should I miss you? I would rather not remember you!"

Song Qingyue told the truth this time. She was extremely annoyed when she thought about Li Zhao, and she was even more stressed when she thought about marrying him in the future.

But when Li Zhao heard what she said, he was very happy. He picked up Song Qingyue, spun him around, and laughed heartily. His hearty laughter could be heard dozens of feet away.

The way he smiles is so pretty.

Young and romantic, wearing bright clothes and angry horses, this is what he is like.

"Put me down!" she screamed, slapping his arm.

Li Zhao put her down as he said, and bent down to give her a heavy kiss on her cheeks: "Your birthday is the eighth day of July. I asked Qin Tianjian to choose the nearest day. When you get haircut next year, we will

We are getting married. Yue'er, I can't wait any longer."

His eyes were too bright, so bright that Song Qingyue didn't dare to look at him and avoided his gaze. Suddenly she thought of something and interrupted: "You, how many tigers did you hunt this time?"

Li Zhao pulled her into the pavilion, sat her on his lap, held her with his arms and his cloak, and rubbed their cheeks affectionately. Song Qingyue frowned slightly and glanced around. Fortunately, the servant girl

They were all kept away by the palace guards and did not pay attention to this side.

He leaned close to her ear and smiled softly, his magnetic voice causing her ears to turn red.

"It would be great if you can hunt one. To make it into leather, you have to be careful not to hurt it casually. You have to aim at the eye and kill it with one blow. Why, you still think one is not enough?"

"No... I'm wondering if it's better to give that tiger skin to His Majesty first, otherwise it would be bad if he finds out." Song Qingyue took his arm and said cautiously: "It's not that I don't like it. It's His Highness's wish.

I received it, but at this time, you need to be cautious in everything, I'm afraid."

Seeing that her expression didn't look fake, her fair and delicate little face was full of worry, which was very pitiful. Li Zhao's heart suddenly softened. He touched the side of her face with all tenderness, and had no choice but to compromise and sigh.

He said: "Okay, I will take the tiger skin back and give it to Grandpa Huang. Maybe you will feel more at ease?"

Song Qingyue nodded vigorously twice.

Li Zhao laughed, leaned over and pecked her lips again, and said: "Don't worry, nothing will happen to you. Just trust me. If it doesn't work, we will escape overseas by boat and find a small island to have a baby."

Wo doll, let’s live a fairy life!”

Song Qingyue's delicate eyebrows knitted up again and muttered: "I'm a sow, and I'm still giving birth to a litter."

Li Zhao pinched the tip of her nose: "Little thing, you are not old, you think too much!"

Song Qingyue rested her head on his shoulder and remained silent. If she didn't want more, she wouldn't have been eaten alive by Li Zhao!

Even someone as smart as Mr. Song was still under the control of Prince Su and his son.

At this time, she even thought that maybe it would be better to live overseas by escaping overseas. If King Su really ascended to that position, there would really be endless battles waiting for her.

Li Zhao probably can't be counted on.

After struggling for a long time, Song Qingyue finally sent the giant Buddha away, and Song Qingyue went directly back to her Mo Yuxuan - she was so tired!

Just now, Li Zhao mentioned her birthday, which scared her into a cold sweat. Li Zhao's own birthday was on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, just four days ago. Last year at this time, the Queen had just passed away, so no one cared about it, and she didn't care either.

Take care.

She really forgot this year. So should she make up for it as soon as possible and make up for a birthday gift, or should she just get over it like this?

Song Qingyue thought for a long time and decided to make up for it. So she got up from the bed and sent a letter to Xianyuezhuang, asking the craftsman to pick the softest cashmere and make it into wool. She wanted to make one that would be thick and warm.

cashmere sweater for him.

In the afternoon of the next day, the emperor and Feng Kun were playing chess in the Qianqing Palace. Li Zhao was making tea and serving them. A very conspicuous white tiger skin was spread on the Arhat bed in the Nuan Pavilion. The emperor sat on the tiger skin, playing chess and playing with his hands.

He caressed the tiger skin unconsciously, seeming to like it very much.

At the end of the game, the emperor won with great difficulty, and he was in high spirits. He pointed at Li Zhao and said, "Come here, let me see if your chess skills have improved over the years."

Li Zhao seemed embarrassed and said: "Grandpa Huang, please don't embarrass me. I'm so busy that I don't have time to study chess!"

"Stop talking nonsense, come and sit!"

Feng Kun stood up and stood aside, and Li Zhao had no choice but to sit down.

When the grandfather and grandson were playing chess, Feng Kun seemed to be watching the game, but in fact he was watching Li Zhao. He felt strange in his heart. He had obviously given the tiger skin to Miss Song San yesterday, so how could he give it to His Majesty again today?

?

Is it possible that there are two white tiger skins? There is no reason to take something away and give it away, right?

Fortunately, he hadn't had time to inform the emperor about this, otherwise wouldn't he have been deceived by this brat Li Zhao?

The emperor has not trusted himself as much as before in recent years. If the emperor thinks that he intends to alienate the relationship between the ancestors and grandsons of the Tian family, or if the emperor thinks that he is a prince of some kind, then disaster will be imminent!

After thinking about it carefully, Feng Kun couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

It is rare for a person who is the commander of the Imperial Guards to have a good death. If he had not known the emperor since he was a child, he had saved the emperor in his early years, and he had acted cautiously in recent years, not to cause a big case in the court at will, otherwise the emperor would have come in.

With his increasingly suspicious temper, he was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to protect himself.

This round did not last long. In just a moment, Li Zhao was killed by the emperor. Li Zhao looked aggrieved, blaming his grandfather for being too cruel and ruthless. The emperor laughed, pointed out a few moves to Li Zhao, and finally left

Went to Li Zhao for dinner.

Li Zhao casually mentioned his wedding date. It had been a year since the queen passed away, and he was a grandson. In fact, he could get married now, but Song Qingyue's fifteenth birthday was in July next year, so

The wedding date can only be after July.

Moreover, there are two sisters above Song Qingyue. She is the third girl of the Song family. It is best not to get married beyond the two sisters, so it may be postponed to the year after tomorrow.

The emperor thought he couldn't bear it anymore, so he asked: "When you were fifteen, could your stepmother choose a beautiful girl for you?"

Li Zhao nodded and said: "Yes, when did the step-princess make a mistake?"

Looking at his expression, the emperor seemed to be careless about the two concubines who had entered the palace early to serve. He also thought of Song San's delicate and timid little face, and clicked his tongue in his heart. The appearance of that little girl Song San was really annoying.

I'm afraid it won't be fun to look at the concubines in the mansion anymore.

Dangjiang asked people to select two more beautiful show girls and asked Li Zhao to take them back someday.

Li Zhao smiled and thanked Grandpa Huang for the reward. Two days later, he went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs in person to select two beauties from a dozen candidates and took them back to the palace.

The two beauties, one surnamed Yan and the other Shen, are both officials' daughters. However, since they were sent to the House of Internal Affairs to be concubines for the princes' princes, they were not from very good backgrounds. Yan

The girl's father is Mr. Qian of the Shandong No. 1 Health Center, and Miss Shen's father is a magistrate of a county in Henan. In Li Zhao's eyes, he is not considered an official.

So as soon as these two people entered the palace, they were arranged to go to Jinxiu Pavilion, where they lived with the two people who lived in the palace six years ago, and provided them with good food and drinks. As long as they didn't cause trouble, Li Zhao would not care, but he didn't.

He was too lazy to touch the woman he was using.
Chapter completed!