Spirit of the Phoenix: 47. Fuqian

The anti-theft ratio is 80% and the time is 72 hours. If you buy enough, try to refresh. "Huh?" The little prince cleared his throat in embarrassment. Tai'an immediately raised his head alertly, bluffing the little prince.

"What's going on with your face?" The prince grabbed her and frowned, looking up and down.

"What's wrong with my face?" Tai'an subconsciously touched his own face, but it was wet and slippery.

Oh, it turned out that she was lying on his chest just now, and her face was stained with blood from his wound.

Tai'an breathed a sigh of relief, but then ouched again, looking at himself suspiciously.

She seems to be... taller?

It is indeed a little higher. The cardboard figure, which was no more than the size of a palm, is now one foot wide, occupying half the length of his chest.

The little prince was silent for a while, reached out and gently wiped the blood on her face, and said to her who was still suspicious: "It's okay...you are a ghost, raised by blood essence. Maybe you just stained my blood The blood, nourished by the blood energy, has grown in stature."

"Again," he frowned, "what are you doing lying on my chest?"

He thought for a while, and then he had a flash of inspiration: "Could it be to listen to my heartbeat and see if I'm dead?"

As soon as he guessed right, Tai'an was embarrassed, he laughed, and talked about him from left to right.

The little prince had twitching veins on his forehead, wanted to get angry but felt like making a fuss over a molehill, so he could only watch her offering a glass of lukewarm water like a dog's leg offering a treasure.

Well, it's somewhat conscientious.

The little prince let out a sigh of relief, held back the pain in his chest, turned his face slightly, and took a small sip.

The mouth is slightly warm, but the taste is a bit strange. The little prince was suddenly alert, and his eyes flashed: "Where did this water come from? Didn't I tell you that the servants in the Eastern Palace can't be trusted?"

Tai'an calmed down and put the water glass to his mouth again: "Don't worry, I found this in their room while the servants were asleep."

She was small and weak, and couldn't carry the kettle on the table. In a hurry, she climbed up the washbasin stand by the door, holding the inkstone on his table to fill water again and again.

The inkstone drop was shaped like a carp and the size of a thumb. I don't know how many times she went up and down, before she slowly collected this small half cup of warm water.

Moved and angry, the little prince didn't know what mood he was in for a moment, and after a long time he smiled wryly and said: "...Would you give me the maid's washing water?"

Tai'an is confident and confident: "I can guarantee that the face water is not poisonous. Han Xin can be humiliated by his crotch. Gou Jian has lived his life and tried his best to hide for ten years. He is a man and a man who wants to achieve great things regardless of small details..."

She was still talking non-stop, but the little prince suddenly turned his face away and drank the remaining water in her glass in one gulp.

"You're right." He smiled slightly, "Jin Peng hangs his wings and asks, and he will eventually be able to flourish. The humiliation of life is tempering, whether it is extreme or not, it is the norm of the Tao."

"The great revenge has not been avenged, and the treasure has not yet been ascended. What is the suffering that I can't bear?" He lowered his eyes lightly, and put his right hand on his heart, "I'm not afraid."

A thirteen-year-old boy is already so tenacious and forbearing.

Tai'an was filled with admiration, and while touching his forehead to test the temperature, he sighed softly: "If you were my father's son, how could my Dayan have Li's rebellion?"

He heard the rare sentimentality in her tone, but he was a little surprised. He paused for a moment before speaking: "If I'm really the son of Zhongzong, I'm afraid I'll be spoiled by him as a dandy."

"Gao Zong is benevolent, but heirs are not abundant. There are only two adult princes, Zhong Zong and Ding Wang Lu Qi. Zhong Zong is cowardly and mediocre, but Ding Wang is talented. Gao Zong hesitated for many years, but in the end it was because of your father's status as the eldest son. , choose Zhongzong to succeed."

The prince considered his words and continued: "Zhongzong is cowardly and tolerant. He treats ministers and siblings preferentially. He is devoted to his wife and children. He is a really good man."

But he is not a good emperor.

Tai listened quietly and completed the sentence for him.

After a life-and-death situation, when she looked at the court situation in those years, she already understood that the tragedy of their family was predestined, and it was her own fault.

"If the Li family had recommended me to be the imperial concubine, I would have accepted it without refusing, maybe they would have no excuse for a change in the palace?" She whispered the unwillingness in her heart. .

"Childish!" The little prince said simply and affirmatively, "If you really recognize the empress dowager, you might not be able to save a whole body like your brother. If you really want to talk about tragedy, it was as early as your father The decision was already made when Li Yanxiu, the second son of Duke Fu, was chosen as his son-in-law."

"The son-in-law was not chosen by my father!" Tai'an interrupted him, with a muffled voice, "I want to marry myself."

Unclear, she paid for love by mistake, did not listen to father's advice, and was bullied by thieves.

The little prince sighed: "It may not be true that he has never been tempted."

He hesitated for a while, but he still didn't tell her the situation of the son-in-law after her death. Instead, he turned around and talked about their current situation.