In Xun Xuan's North Courtyard, Xun Xuan was talking to Xun Wen about recent events, "What? Have you visited Sheng'er in the military camp?"

"Yes, aunt, I've been there. But..."

"But what, did Xuansheng do to you?"

Xun Wen waved her hand and explained, "No, nothing is used to me. It's just that I feel that Xuansheng is a little indifferent to me!"

Xun Xuan comforted, "Sheng'er is like that, and when you get familiar with him, it will naturally not be like this."

When Xun Wen heard Xun Xuan say this, she was filled with joy, "Really? Aunt!"

"That's natural, how could my aunt lie to you! Sheng'er is a child who treats you as much as you treat him, and he treats you." Xun Xuan continued, "But this is not the case. You know him for a long time, at least you will become his confidant first."

Xun Wen nodded and said, "Aunt, Wen'er understands. It's Wen'er who is anxious!"

Xun Xuan smiled and looked at her niece. Although Xun Wen was not of a good appearance, she was from the Xun family and her own qualities were not comparable to ordinary families. How could Xun Xuan not know Li Xuansheng's attitude towards Xun Wen? As the saying goes, no one knows her son is better than her mother.

Li Xuansheng's little thoughts were more clear about her mother. Originally, Xun Xuan hoped that Xun Wen could follow Li Xuansheng on the side, at least to let him not know how to fight and kill all day long. She didn't want Li Xuansheng to be trapped in the way of killing like her father.

After she came back with Li Qing, there seemed to be someone rushing around, but in her heart, she did not have the freedom she had in Qinghai for ten years. Since ancient times, the walls of Xiao were as deep as the sea. As a child of a noble family, Xun Xuan knew better than Li Qing.

Li Jia knocked on the door from the wing of Li Jing's Li family, "Let me go out! Dad! You can't do this!"

Li Jing stood outside the door and said to Li Jia inside, "Reflect on me at home! Wait until you understand where you are wrong? I will let you out."

"Dad!" Li Jia, who was locked in the room, shouted unwillingly, and stomped her feet back on the seat in anger.

Li Jia muttered, "Li Ao, if it weren't for you, how could I end up in such a land? And that boy is the prince of Luoyang. He is a very powerful character. After a while, I will definitely make you look good when training."

Li Jing was reading a book in the study, and his wife came to his study, "Husband, Jiaer is still young and ignorant, why should you bother with him?"

When Li Jing saw his wife coming, he couldn't help but feel scared. He was really afraid of anything he wanted. His Jiaer was too doting by her mother and now he doesn't take him as a father at all.

"Madam, don't say anything about pleading."

"How could I not say that Jiaer just came back from the prison of the Censorate and you locked her up. Is this what a father should do?"

When it comes to Mrs. Li Jing, there are some rumors. Mrs. Li Jing’s name is Zhang Fuchen. Mrs. Li Jing’s appearance is not her real face now. She looked so beautiful when she was young, and she was also a child of a martial arts family. This kind of disguise technique was learned from her uncle, and Li Jing felt helpless about her wife’s bad taste.

"Madam, do you know how much trouble she has caused!"

Zhang Fuchen looked cold and said, "How big a disaster will it take? I only know that my daughter was teased and beaten down from the horse, and I don't know anything else."

"I don't know? Madam, you should know about this. If the King of Luoyang had not pleaded with mercy in the middle, Jia'er would have been punished with a hundred sticks!"

It doesn't matter if Li Jing doesn't say it. When it comes to the King of Luoyang, Zhang Fuchen's nameless fire arose in his heart, "King of Luoyang! What a great name. If you hadn't saved his life in Tubo, he would have what he has done today. How could he owe our family a lot?"

Li Jing patted the book in his hand on the desk, stood up and shouted coldly, "Madam, don't mention the matter of that year again."

"If I don't mention it? How can I not mention it? If my father hadn't tried his best to lead the main Tubo army away for him, could he have surrounded and annihilated the Tubo army in Qinghai? Now his son dares to bully my daughter. As her father, I can't swallow this breath."

Li Jing sighed in his heart. It was General Zhang who led the camp of death soldiers to lead the Tubo army and finally died in Tubo. Only then did Li Qing slaughter the Tubo tribe crazily. Moreover, Zhang Fuchen liked Li Qing when he was young, but Li Jing was not Li Qing's spare tire.

After Zhang Fuchen married Li Jing, it was strange that Li Jing was promoted all the way and finally became the commander of the Royal Guard. It has to be said that Zhang Fuchen was Li Jing's lucky star.

Li Jing walked to Zhang Fuchen, lowered his voice and said, "Madam, if you want to take Jiaer away, then go and get it. But you should know that once you take her away, she will no longer be my Li Jing's daughter.

No matter what, I will promise you, but this time, I will forgive you for not being able to follow you. Although Your Majesty doesn’t care about this, I, Mr. Li, cares. It is a taboo to not be strict in the military. I think my father-in-law is alive, and I don’t want me to be a shameful thing in the imperial guards of the Han and Tang dynasties.”

After saying that, Li Jing left the study directly, Zhang Fuchen let go of his clenched fists. She came this time just to find out Li Jing's bottom line. Now that she knew, she naturally couldn't continue talking.

Li Jing walked out of the study and came to the west courtyard of the mansion. A woman in the courtyard was playing with a three-year-old boy. The woman was Li Jing's side room, and her surname was Qin Yao and was the daughter of the Qin family in Heyang, Jingji.

The maid beside the woman saluted, "General!"

The three-year-old boy was still a little unsteady when he walked, and shouted in a silence, "Dad!"

Li Jing picked up the boy, "Qian'er! Are you good?"

The boy giggled and said shyly, "Be good!"

Qin Yao smiled knowingly and carried her son over, "Qian'er, can you go to Zhuyuan with your sisters to play?"

"Yeah! OK!"

After cheating his son away, Li Jing's originally joyful expression disappeared immediately. Seeing Li Jing's expression, Qin Yao poured tea for Li Jing.

Qin Yao said softly, "What? My elder sister bullies you again?"

Li Jing glanced at Qin Yao and said with a faint smile, "I can't hide anything from you!"

Qin Yao smiled pursed her lips, "You, you don't worry about anything! Only my sister can worry you! You and I have been married for many years, so why don't we understand?"

Li Jing and Qin Yao were chatting in the yard, but Zhang Fuchen heard it clearly outside the yard wall and left angrily.

Hearing someone leaving, Li Jing stopped talking to Qin Yao, "Have I done some acting?"

Qin Yao shook her head helplessly, saying that she didn't want to comment on her husband's actions. For many years, Li Jing and Zhang Fuchen have been breaking up and getting back together, but the relationship between them has always been very good. In Qin Yao's eyes, these are the ways in which their husband and wife are loving.

The Luoyang Prince's Mansion received a letter to the Luoyang King. Li Qing opened the letter and sprayed the tea in his mouth directly. The saliva was sprayed on the face of Wu Shen, the general manager of the Internal Affairs.

Wu Shen, the chief official of the Internal Affairs, said concerned, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Li Qing put the letter on the desk, which read, "Big Flower Thief, your kid bullies my daughter. He has the ability to come to Huanghelou. I will fight back today! Zhang Fuchen!"
Chapter completed!