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Pei Wenxuan came to talk to her about this, but he was still quite worried: "It's still too aggressive for you to make Xi'er the prince."
"That's up to her."
Li Rong smiled: "Do you think that if you don't let her become the prince, it's not rash?"
Pei Wenxuan was stunned for a while. Over the years, Li Rong's understanding of people's hearts has become more and more accurate, and he was a little uncertain for a while.
After Li Xi decided on the matter of the Chu, Li Rong held the canonization hall for her.
On the day of the canonization ceremony, Li Rong received a gift from afar. The gift was sent by Su Ronghua. There was no name of the sender, and she didn't know what it was.
Li Rong opened the box and saw a book and a picture inside.
This is a map of the entire southern waters, as well as notes compiled from the river management plan, as well as a proposal for the management of floods in the south and engineering construction drawings.
The content is extremely detailed, and it should be someone who has spent most of his life writing it.
Li Rong looked at the familiar handwriting on it, and after a long time, she chuckled and closed the map.
That night, Li Rong and Pei Wenxuan were lying on the bed, and Li Rong asked softly, "Why did you let him go in the first place?"
"Firstly, it's a pity, secondly..." Pei Wenxuan put his hand under his head and chuckled, "If he died at that time, wouldn't you remember him for the rest of your life? I have a very small mind," Pei Wenxuan turned to look at her, " I don't want to leave him a little bit of space."
Li Rong laughed when she heard what he said, "I know in your heart, did you instigate the Censor Desk to sing the opposite side of me today?"
Pei Wenxuan froze when he heard this, and quickly turned his back to her: "It's late at night, don't think too much, go to bed quickly."
"I said Pei Wenxuan," Li Rong suddenly reacted when she saw his attitude, "Do you not cherish me if you get it?"
"Your Majesty," Pei Wenxuan hurriedly turned over and reminded her, "Tomorrow is going to be an early morning, I'm very sleepy, hurry up and go to bed."
"No," Li Rong felt that she had encountered a great thing, "please make it clear to me, are you instigating the group of people from the Censor Desk today, why are you fighting against me? Pei Wenxuan, do you not want to? pass?"
"Auntie..." Pei Wenxuan almost cried when he heard Li Rong's impulsive questioning, "Yushitai has nothing to do with me, hurry up and go to bed..."
The two were arguing at night. Li Xi and Pei Qingyun, who had come to look for Li Rong and Pei Wenxuan, stood at the door. After a while, Li Xi turned around with her brother: "Come on another day, they have already fallen asleep."
Hearing Li Xi's words, Pei Qingyun frowned: "Sister, I heard them quarreling inside, will they get away?"
"No." Li Xi was calm, "They are cultivating feelings."
Li Xi has a deep understanding of her parents. They often quarrel like this, and they hug each other after quarreling. She is used to it.
Pei Qingyun was still not at ease. When Li Rong went to court the next day, he went to find the two of them again. As soon as he passed, he saw a book flew out of the room, and Li Rong yelled from inside: "Get out! Get out! You today! If you don't give me face like this, that's just fine."
"Just talk when you speak," Pei Wenxuan withdrew, covering his face, "what are you doing? How bad is it for people to see?"
"roll!"
Li Rong closed the door with a "bang": "We agreed that we will reconcile when we gain power, and I will write a reconciliation book, as you wish!"
Pei Wenxuan heard the words, and was about to fight back, when he suddenly realized that there was someone next to him.
He turned his head and saw Pei Qingyun staring at him blankly.
Pei Wenxuan was a little embarrassed for a while, straightened up and coughed lightly: "Qingyun, you..."
Before he finished speaking, Pei Qingyun turned around and ran.
Pei Wenxuan froze. He looked at Li Rong's door and wanted to say something, but he felt as if he couldn't say anything.
Feeling embarrassed, shameless.
He endured for a long time, turned around with a sleeve, and went to his study.
Li Rong's side window could just be seen in his study, and he saw Li Rong writing quickly inside.
Pei Qingyun trotted all the way to Li Xi's room and hurriedly pulled Li Xi: "Sister, it's not good, go and see, my parents are leaving, they don't want us anymore!"
Li Xi was very calm, but was dragged out by Pei Qingyun. As she walked, she said nonchalantly, "Calm down, walk slowly, don't panic."
The two children rushed to the imperial study. Pei Wenxuan was in the room and couldn't sit still. Finally, he stood up and knocked on Li Rong's door.
Li Rong didn't speak, but Pei Wenxuan knocked again.
Annoyed by his quarrel, Li Rong suddenly opened the door: "What else?"
"That," Pei Wenxuan coughed lightly, turned his head away, and said stiffly, "That's right, I thought, the children are so old... Let's stop writing Helishu, right?"
After speaking, Pei Wenxuan forced a smile: "Otherwise, how sad the child is?"
"You're right." Li Rong sternly said, "For the sake of the child, just do it."
Pei Wenxuan couldn't help laughing when he heard Li Rong's duplicity.
I always feel that the girl in front of me, no matter how old, looks like a child.
He looked down at her and couldn't help taking her into his arms: "Then I can sleep in bed tonight?"
Li Rong turned her head and ignored him. Pei Wenxuan couldn't help lowering his head and kissed her. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Pei Qingyun shouting, "Ah!"
Pei Wenxuan was so frightened that he let go, and the two quickly dispersed, pretending to be calm and slow, before turning to look at the two children standing at the door.
Li Xi respectfully saluted: "My son and Qing Yun wandered here, disturbing my father and mother, and I hope to forgive me. My son will take Qing Yun to retire first."
Having said that, Li Xi took the stunned Pei Qingyun and left.
When the two children stepped out of the palace, Pei Qingyun reacted: "Well, are they still reconciling?"
"Heli?" Li Xi sneered, "Since I was born, how many books have they written about Heli? Don't worry, they can't be separated."
"Just like the two of them, if you give them two lifetimes, three lifetimes, lifetime after lifetime, they won't be able to tell the difference."
Some love across mountains and rivers, some love across time.
And some love, spanning life and belief, is tempered and never separated.
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