Perhaps, His Highness is the only one who dares to scold Li Shimin so harshly.

He sighed in his heart.

At this time, Li Shimin's face suddenly changed, his eyes exploded in disbelief.

He was really at peace just now, immersed in Li Kuan's praise, and feeling relaxed.

But who could have imagined that, without any warning, a meteorite would fall from the sky and knock him to the ground. He almost couldn't even take a breath and was suffocated to death here.

He was confused!

He is stupid!

He was stunned!

Measure the material resources of the Tang Dynasty and bring happiness to the country!

Kneel down and lick the Turks!

Willing to be a dog!

Send your daughter to the Turks with your own hands, so that she can rest in peace for a day.

hiss…….

hiss…….

hiss…….

Li Shimin's breathing suddenly became rapid. In an instant, he could only inhale but not exhale.

Empress Changsun looked shocked. She quickly supported Li Shimin and beat Li Shimin's back frantically.

"Your Majesty, can you still read?"

The old man looked at him, was silent for a while, and then asked.

"Read...read...read..."

"continue!"

"Cough cough cough......"

Li Shimin was coughing like crazy and could no longer straighten his waist.

One hand firmly grabbed his knee.

Eyes are red.

It seemed like it was about to bulge out.

He never expected that Kuan'er would give such a comment to Datang!

The old man nodded.

"Father, seeing you like this, I really feel pity for you."

"Have mercy on the world, have mercy on the people, and have mercy on Changle!"

"What does little Changle know? He was still young, but he was given to the Turks by his weak-boned father."

"You keep saying that it is for the world, for the Tang Dynasty, and for the people. What you say is better than what you sing. But! I want to ask you a question, have you considered it for Changle?"

"Changle is also a common people of the Tang Dynasty! Since you are a common people, as the emperor, I believe that even if you die, you must defend the dignity of Changle!"

"But that's not the case now. Today's Tang Dynasty is not what I want to see. The Tang Dynasty I want to see is one where there is no marriage, no compensation, no land ceding, no tribute, the emperor guards the country, and the king dies in the country!"

"Every inch of mountains and rivers, every inch of blood, I, the Tang Dynasty... were not allowed to be ruined by you like this! I hope you will be safe!

"

The old man read out the last three words, and his eyes moved from the letter to Li Shimin again.

Li Shimin's eyes were fixed on the old man.

His lips were trembling crazily.

His face was pale, and big beads of sweat kept falling down.

"Your Majesty, I have finished reading this letter. This is Your Highness's letter. I have placed it here. I will take my leave."

The old man gently placed the letter on the table next to him, then turned around and left.

There was no sound at all in the Li Zheng Hall.

There was only the sound of the old man's footsteps.

When the footsteps went away, only the sound of rapid breathing was left.

Li Shimin swallowed hard.

His eyes remained motionless, completely locked on the paper on the table.

Shoulders shaking.

The soul is frightened.

Lip twitching.

Legs feel weak.

"If there is no marriage, no compensation, no land, no tribute, the emperor will guard the country, and the king will die..."

"I...I...I...cough cough cough..."

When Li Shimin spoke, his voice was choppy, his throat was unbearably hoarse, and he coughed several times.

Suddenly, he covered his mouth with his hands.

A mouthful of blood was coughed up by him.

"His Majesty!

"

Li Junxian yelled.

"Your Majesty, call the doctor quickly!

"

Queen Changsun exclaimed.

"No!"

Li Shimin grabbed Empress Changsun's arm tightly, shouted lowly, and said: "Close the door, I...I...I was wrong."

Then, Li Shimin gave a long filial piety and fell to the ground.

The anger attacks the heart and causes temporary coma.

Maybe he was scolded by Li Kuan's letter.

However, it is more likely that I am just angry with myself.

Chang'an.

The night is silent.

The watchman has struck the ugly hour.

Everything is silent.

At this point, even the scholars who stay up late to read have already fallen asleep.

However, the back hall of the princess's mansion was still brightly lit.

Li Lizhi was sitting in the room, not sleepy at all, her eyes as wide as bells, staring at the flickering candlelight in front of her.

She couldn't sleep.

I can't even close my eyes.

She tried to close her eyes just now, but as soon as she closed her eyes, she felt that the whole world was spinning in an instant, and scenes after scenes flashed across the faces of the Turkic barbarians in her mind.

Jieli Langya rushed towards him crazily, and he was like a rabbit among wolves in the grassland.

Suddenly, a cold sweat broke out.

Princess Changle was so frightened that she sat up.

"King Chu...Second brother...you should get the news quickly. I don't know where you are now."

Changle murmured to himself, and the corners of his eyes became moist again unconsciously.

Sobbed slightly.

Her last hope now is King Chu.

My father is determined.

Neither can the Queen Mother, nor the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

No one will speak for him, except King Chu.
To be continued...