Chuxian puffed up his cheeks as he chewed the fruit.
"Father, my brother has triumphed after three months. You must reward him handsomely."
The queen was amused by her adult-like tone and laughed with her hands covering her lips.
"Look how worried I am about you."
Jiang Li, who was sitting on the seat, had a slender and upright figure, tall and well-proportioned. His clothes were made of bright yellow fine silk. The piping embroidered with golden dragon patterns complemented the jade pendant tied around his waist, making him look extremely noble.
He raised his glass to drink, and when he was silent, his face looked as handsome as a gentleman, dignified and polite, like a solitary pine or cypress standing alone in the hustle and bustle.
There was a smile in his eyes when he looked at his sister who was making faces at him.
On the battlefield, he transformed into a Hell Asura, killing decisively and never losing a battle.
The banquet is over.
The queen took Chuxian back to the palace.
The little guy threw a tantrum, "No, I don't want to go back, I want my brother to play with me."
have no choice.
Before leaving, the woman specifically instructed, "Li'er has been traveling a long way and working hard, so don't disturb his sleep, okay?"
The little princess agreed casually without taking it to heart.
The East Palace bedroom.
After washing up, Chuxian put on a thin inner garment and lay on the bed holding a bunch of folk toys.
He untied his hairband and leaned against the headboard to play with her.
"Brother, look, put this in here first, and then..."
The little girl kept chattering to herself, and ordinary little things seemed very interesting to her.
The man was not bored and stayed with her until late at night.
The palace maid whispered outside, "Your Highnesses, it's time to rest."
The girl was holding the storybook that Yuan'er had bought for her, and she wanted to read it with her brother.
But when she looked up, she caught a glimpse of a hint of blue in the man's eyes.
Only then did she understand that fighting was extremely physically demanding. No matter how powerful Jiang Li was, he was still just a mortal and would get tired.
I suddenly felt so distressed that I didn't want to play anymore and threw all the toys aside.
The tender little hand lowered the curtain, touched his eyelids, and pretended to yawn.
"Brother, go to sleep. I'm sleepy."
I curled up my soft body in my brother's arms, resting my head on his arm, and had a good sleep.
Chu Xian woke up, the bed was empty, and the warmth beside her had long since disappeared.
She got up in panic and rushed out without putting on her outer robe.
“Brother! Brother…”
I thought Jiang Li had secretly left like last time, leaving without saying goodbye and not coming back for three months.
Holding on to the door frame, he looked at the people practicing sword in the yard.
He looked completely unfamiliar, with sharp eyebrows reaching his temples.
His eyes were arrogant and indifferent as he swung his sword and chopped off the wooden stake so quickly that people couldn't see his movements clearly.
Fortunately, my brother is still here.
Tears slid down her red and swollen eyes, leaving wet trails along the girl's pale cheeks.
Her little toes were white from the cold as they stepped on the solid wood floor.
The next moment, she was embraced in a warm embrace. Jiang Li wiped away her sister's tears with a silk handkerchief.
"Xian'er thought I was gone? You little fool."
The man coaxed her for a long time, then took her to have lunch and go to Changning Palace.
The little guy jumped and talked all the way.
"If the Empress Dowager sees you back, she will definitely be very happy!"
As they walked through the corridor, the maids on the road saluted.
"Meet Her Royal Highness the Princess, meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
Even though they were far away, Chu Xian had already pushed the door open and ran in, "Grandma, guess who's back!"
The old man sitting in the main seat has gray hair, but it is still neatly combed.
Her eyes are bright and lively, revealing a kind look through the years.
"Well, let me guess, is it Li'er?"
The old man was happy to play with her. He caught the girl who was like a little cannonball and rubbed her face.
Jiang Li came in afterwards and greeted respectfully.
"We're all family, so don't be polite. Come and sit down."
The Empress Dowager was sewing clothes, and the wrinkles on her face were delicate and orderly carved at the corners of her eyes.
Although her face has been worn down by time, she still exudes kindness and dignity.
Chu Xian noticed a little boy standing in the corner, "Hey, who is he?"
The old man explained, "I went to the temple to pray a few days ago and met him on the way back. He was only five years old and felt really sorry for him, so I took him with me."
The girl came up to the child who was younger than her and said, "You look so dark. I'm older than you. Call me sister and let me hear it."
He shouted obediently, which made the little princess very happy. She rewarded him with a night pearl that was priceless.
Chuxian was spoiled since childhood and has no concept of money.
The little boy could see that it was not something he could have, so he refused and confiscated it.
She was unhappy and insisted on putting the money into the other person's pocket.
The two children were making such a funny noise that Jiang Li was about to stop them when the Empress Dowager spoke.
"Zhilu, keep it. It's a meeting gift from your sister."
It was rare for the little princess to find a playmate of the same age, and the two became familiar with each other in no time and began to share toys with each other.
The Queen Mother and Jiang Li chatted about the political affairs at the border.
She used needle and thread to sew new clothes for Chuxian, as the little one's birthday was next month.
Chuxian felt sorry for her grandmother’s blurry eyesight, which often pricked her hands.
"Why don't you just leave it to the Clothing Bureau? Why do you have to do it yourself?"
She is still young and doesn't understand.
The old man smiled, understanding that this was a sign of worry for him.
"Be good, Xian'er. Grandma promises to only do this one thing."
The same thing was said last year.
It can be seen that it is a pure white brocade and silk long skirt, made with Xianling's unique sewing technique.
The old woman also specially embroidered lifelike lotus patterns on the hem of her skirt with silver thread.
There was still a large part left to do, and the girl was shaking it by pulling on the arm.
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