In the eighteenth year of Zhenguan, Li Jue, who transmigrated and became the son of the废太子 (cancelled crown prince) Li Chengqian, secretly returned to the longed-for Chang'an from Qianzho...
Looking at Li Jue's buttocks now, one can see that they are almost bruised and battered from being whipped!
Li Shimin glared at Zhang Anan with resentment and said with a hint of complaint.
Why didn't you remind me?!
"Master, I reminded you, but you wouldn't listen at all. You even said that if I dared to say another word, you would beat me too!"
"I……"
Li Shimin felt a pang of regret and immediately looked at Yuchi Fan, who was standing there dumbfounded.
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and fetch the imperial physician who accompanied you!"
"promise!"
Just as Li Shimin was filled with regret, Zhang Anan lifted up Li Jue's undergarment, revealing the birthmark on his back.
"Your Majesty, look at this birthmark!"
Li Shimin quickly looked over and indeed saw two birthmarks on Li Jue's back, one on the left and one on the right. These two birthmarks were particularly beautiful, resembling two small wings imprinted on his collarbone.
"Your Majesty, the palace records state that the eldest grandson was born with two red wings on his back!"
"Your Majesty, is it absolutely certain that he is the eldest grandson of the legitimate wife?"
Hearing this, Li Shimin felt even more regretful. If something happened to his eldest grandson, he would have no face to face his ancestors after his death!
"well!"
"I deserve to die! How could I have used such a heavy hand!"
"And you too, why didn't you stop me from ordering!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Anan rolled his eyes in embarrassment, thinking to himself, "Who dares to stop you when you're angry?"
This was not the first time Li Shimin had acted recklessly. On one occasion, while he was reviewing memorials, he happened to hear the Prince of Jin weeping. In his frustration, Li Shimin grabbed an inkstone and threw it at the Prince!
Fortunately, a eunuch nearby blocked his way, otherwise Prince Jin might have been killed by his father when he was just a few years old!
"Your Majesty, perhaps we should move the imperial grandson to the house..."
"well!"
"I'll do it myself!"
Li Shimin gently picked up Li Jue and carefully placed him on the bed. When he saw that Li Jue was sweating profusely from the pain, his clothes were already soaked, he felt another pang of heartache and sadness, and couldn't help but sit by the bed and secretly shed tears.
"I really didn't mean to hit so hard..."
"But this child is so insensible. I've put so much effort into nurturing him, and he just..."
"Waaaaah..."
Seeing His Majesty so heartbroken, Zhang Anan immediately gave Xu Hui a look. Xu Hui understood Zhang Anan's intention, looked at Zhang Anan gratefully, and then stepped forward to comfort him.
"Your Majesty, please do not blame yourself. You are doing this for the good of your grandson. When he grows up, he will surely be grateful for your guidance today!"
Upon hearing this, Li Shimin's mood indeed improved considerably. However, seeing that his eldest grandson remained unconscious, he couldn't help but shed tears again.
"well!"
"Would I really hurt this child?"