"Your Highness, stop drinking. This is the third pot. After drinking it, your body will collapse." Zi Zhu, a petite maid next to Li Mao, advised repeatedly.

The maid Zi Zhu is only 28 years old, but it has been three years since she was selected by Concubine Wu Hui from thousands of palace maids when she was thirteen years old and served by Li Mao.

"Zizhu, do you look down on me very much? You can't even protect your own wife." Li Mao asked with a burp.

Zi Zhu quickly waved her head and said, "Your Highness, don't worry, the princess can't go to Yuzhen Temple to pray for the Empress Dowager, and she will come back in a few days."

Praying? Is it?

Li Mao shook his head.

The emperor's implicit meaning can even guess the updates in the yard, but how can he hide it from Li Mao from later generations?

The Emperor of Han emphasized lust and thoughts to the country, but Yu Yu could not find it for many years. He knew better than anyone else what would happen in the future.

Li Mao raised his head and looked at Zi Zhu with bloodshot eyes. He smiled hoarsely and sarcastically: "Jing blessed? Haha, I'm afraid that if I pray, I should go to the emperor's bedroom!"

Li Mao's words were like a sharp blade, and they suddenly pierced the last layer of window paper, exposing his own pathetics to others.

Zi Zhu's delicate body trembled. Looking at Li Mao, who looked ferocious in front of her, she felt indescribable strangeness and fear in her heart.

"Oh." A sigh sounded from Li Mao's chest.

As long as this matter is passed by today and when this matter spreads to Chang'an, he should become a laughing stock for all the people in the world like Li Mao in history.

As the poet later said: "The King of Shou could not bear the coldness of the Golden Palace, and offered the king a jade ring alone." This is how he was ridiculed by the people of the world and spent the rest of his life in jokes.

Are you willing to do it? Is his soul running through thousands of years and coming to the Tang Dynasty that he dreamed of was to endure such humiliation? Is it just to repeat the tragedy that Li Mao had already staged?

Life or death, honor or disgrace, should I fight to the death or accept it? In the cold wind, Li Mao closed his eyes and struggled.

He knew the ending after he surrendered. Although he was laughed at and carried humiliation, he still did not lose his glory before him. He was a beautiful concubine and a wealthy concubine.

To be honest, he is afraid of death, really, but there should always be some things in life that are more important than life and death. If he chooses to compromise and retreat today, his future path will be the same as Li Mao in history.

Mediocre and trembling, he sat in the Shou Palace for more than ten years, and then ran away with other powerful people in Chang'an City in the future Anshi Rebellion, and finally spent the rest of his life in a corner.

After all, the Tang Dynasty was good at martial arts and Shang Yi was a hero. No one would take a man who gave his wife to heart.

Should he be like this? Really?

Under the moonlight and in the cold wind, he calmed down.

It took a long time, and it took a long time.

Suddenly, Li Mao's calm body trembled suddenly, and he opened his eyes suddenly. He turned around and looked at the sky, looking at the white light gradually shining out from the blackness, he shouted in his heart:

No! Absolutely not!

He must not be the coward who made people laugh at for thousands of years in history books. He must not surrender to his established destiny like this. He must resist, even if he will pay an extremely expensive price for it, or even his life.

He will never regret it!

From then on, Li Mao was Li Mao, and his fate will be rewritten by me!

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, water splashed everywhere, and the expensive celadon wine pot was smashed to the ground by Li Mao, and it cracked and then the fragrance of wine in the building was filled with the building.

"I am a seven-foot man. If I can't even protect my wife, what kind of face can I stand in the world? Zizhu, changing clothes and getting horses, I'm going to leave the city."

Li Mao stood up and walked downstairs resolutely on the wooden ladder. At this moment, Li Mao felt much more uncomfortable after being stuck all night.

"Alang stops, what are you going to do?" Before Li Mao could walk out of the attic, he was stopped by a middle-aged woman in plain brocade clothes at the door.

"Aunt Yun." Li Mao guessed the identity of the woman in plain clothes without thinking.

Although the Shou Prince's Mansion is large and there are many servants, there is only one person who can call Li Mao Alang in the mansion, that is Wu Yunniang, the female housekeeper of the Shou Prince's Mansion.

Wu Yunniang was forty years old and was a maid with Wu Hui before she entered the palace. This has been around for nearly thirty years.

Later, when Concubine Wu Hui passed away, Wu Yunniang left the palace and returned to Prince Shou's Mansion, and followed Li Mao from then on.

The name between Wu Huifei and Wu Yunniang is the master and servant, and it is like a sister. It can be said that Li Mao was grown up by Wu Yunniang, so Li Mao has always called Wu Yunniang Aunt Yun.

Wu Yunniang walked to Li Mao and asked nervously: "Alang, it's still early, what are you going out to do?"

"I want to go to Yuzhen Temple to take Yuhuan home." Li Mao looked straight into Yun Niang's eyes and replied resolutely.

A look of panic flashed in Wu Yunniang's eyes, and the thing she was most worried about finally gave birth.

Wu Yunniang stood in front of Li Mao, pointed at Li Mao's sword and shook her head, "Do you know what you are doing? If you do this now, you will annoy Your Majesty, your position as prince will disappear, and Empress Hui's plan over the years will be in vain! Do you even want the position of prince for a woman?"

"The position of prince?"

Li Mao looked down at the Chengying Sword hanging from his waist, with a simple pattern hanging on his face, and a hint of sneer hung on the corner of his mouth.

The famous sword Chengying is one of the three swords of Emperor Shang. This is the birthday gift he found for him when he was fourteen years old, at the request of his mother, at the request of his mother.

Since Chengying was once the sword of the emperor, Wu Huifei's actions made it clearer.

If it were Li Mao in the past, he might have hesitated again and again, but now he would not even believe a word. Because no one would recognize a crown prince who could not even protect his wife.

Li Mao pointed to the direction of the Daming Palace and smiled disdainfully: "Aunt Yun, you have been in the palace for more than 20 years. You should know more about what kind of person your father is. Do you think that with his character, he will give me the position of crown prince because of a temporary debt?"

As soon as Li Mao said, Yun Niang was silent.

She accompanied Wu Huifei in the palace for more than twenty years, how could she not know the emperor's unkind nature? Today, Li Mao gave in to the princess, which may not only not make the emperor feel indebted, but will instead make him even more alienated from Li Mao.

As smart as Wu Yunniang, how could she not have thought of it? But what could she do? All she could do was to persuade Li Mao to endure this tone and never annoy the emperor and harm his life.

"What you said makes sense, but..."

"I have decided, Aunt Yun doesn't need to persuade her anymore."

Yun Niang was about to speak, but Li Mao had already pushed her aside gently.

Li Mao slowly moved the door, took a deep breath, and walked out strode.

Li Mao shouted to the sky: "I, Li Mao, are a dignified man. I will leave my wife to survive and be humiliated and seek honor, so I will not do it!"

Bathed in the morning sun, Li Mao's figure seemed to suddenly become taller.

Wu Yunniang looked towards Li Mao in the dawn. At this moment, she felt that Li Mao in front of her was so strange. Is this still the cowardly and indecisive self-reliance?

After the pain of losing his mother and taking his wife, Li Mao, who was originally a child-like person, seemed to mature much overnight.

"Empress, have you seen it? Did you see it? Alang grew up, and Alang finally grew up." Wu Yunniang looked at the familiar and unfamiliar Li Mao, with tears in her eyes and quietly calling in her heart.

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Chapter completed!