Li Shimin faked his death? Then I will be powerful enough to conquer the world!

Chapter 650 Mr. Qi’s Advice

Mr. Qi stood by the bed with his hands behind his back, his expression solemn, listening quietly to Hu Bugui's words, his heart in turmoil, as if he was lost in thought.

He frowned slightly and looked at the eaves of the palace in the distance shrouded in twilight.

After a moment, he turned around slowly, his voice low.

"No, in your opinion, when will His Majesty wake up?"

Hu Bugui lowered his head slightly, his mind quickly sorting out the emperor's physical condition and daily habits. After a moment's thought, he replied, "Teacher Qi, according to common sense, the emperor should have enough sleep tomorrow and be able to wake up."

His voice was not loud, but it was firm.

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At noon the next day, rays of sunlight fell on the bed in Ganlu Palace.

Li Chengqian slowly woke up under the caress of the warm light.

He stretched his body lazily, feeling that he was sleeping very soundly, as if he had not had such a comfortable sleep for a long time.

In that sweet dream, the Tang Dynasty presented an unprecedented prosperous scene, and science and technology developed rapidly like bamboo shoots breaking through the ground.

On the streets, novel inventions can be seen everywhere, and people live and work in peace and contentment, with happy smiles on their faces.

And Su Zhi, with a gentle smile and eyes full of love, just stayed quietly by his side.

The whole family sat together, laughter echoed in the courtyard, and they enjoyed the happiness of family. That warm scene is still vivid in my mind.

Li Chengqian woke up with a full heart. In a daze, he naturally had the thought that he had not slept so comfortably for a long time.

But just as this thought flashed through his mind, sadness like a surging tide completely overwhelmed him.

He suddenly came to his senses and realized that Su Zhi had already left him. The person who had shared his joys and sorrows was truly gone and would never come back to him.

In an instant, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if an invisible hand was tightly grasping his heart.

He subconsciously raised his hand slowly and rubbed his sore eyes gently with the back of his hand, but tears had already slipped quietly from the corners of his eyes and slowly flowed down his cheeks.

"His Majesty."

At this time, Mr. Qi's gentle voice sounded softly, and it was particularly clear in this silent hall.

When Li Chengqian heard the call, he suddenly came to his senses and realized that Mr. Qi had been standing quietly by the bed without him noticing.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes still a little blurry, and looked at Mr. Qi with a bit of surprise. He asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "Old Qi, why are you here? Did you stay with me for the night?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Dafu walked in hurriedly, holding a bowl of steaming wontons.

As he walked, he kept stuffing wontons into his mouth, his cheeks bulging.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Li Chengqian waking up from the corner of his eye. His eyes widened instantly, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. He quickly put down his chopsticks, quickly walked to the bedside, and said with a broad smile, "Your Majesty, you are finally awake. You have slept for a whole day and night!"

When Lin Dafu spoke, his excitement was evident on his expression, as if at this moment, all his worries had disappeared.

"Has it been a day and a night?"

Li Chengqian muttered to himself, his voice a little dazed, he had not yet fully woken up from his sleep.

"Your Majesty, are you hungry? If you are, I will go get you another bowl of wontons."

Lin Dafu's face was full of smiles, hoping to do something for His Majesty to show his loyalty.

Hearing Lin Dafu's words, Li Chengqian nodded and said weakly, "Don't bother with that. Just give me the bowl in your hand."

"After a day and a night, Old Qi, I'm sure the court affairs must have piled up like a mountain. I need to finish my meal quickly and go take care of government affairs."

When Li Chengqian spoke, he was more concerned about his responsibility to the government as a king. Even though he was immersed in the pain of losing Su Zhi, he never forgot his mission.

Hearing Li Chengqian's words, Lin Dafu's face suddenly showed an embarrassment. He scratched his head subconsciously, his eyes a little evasive, and said to Li Chengqian: "Your Majesty, I have already eaten this bowl. It is not appropriate to give it to you like this. I'd better go and get you another bowl."

Li Chengqian shook his head, his lips curled up slightly, revealing a helpless smile: "You stingy fat man, when did you become so fussy? How could I dislike you? Come on."

Lin Dafu could only purse his lips and handed the wontons in his hand to Li Chengqian with a reluctant but helpless look on his face.

Li Chengqian took the wontons, and the steaming hot wonton soup made him feel much more comfortable both physically and mentally.

The wontons warmed his cold and lonely heart.

"Old Qi, you've been with me here for a long time, right? Go and have a good rest today. I'll take care of the complicated matters."

"You, go get some good sleep. I've had enough sleep now, so nothing serious is wrong."

Li Chengqian ate wontons while looking at Mr. Qi and Lin Dafu, his heart filled with relief.

They are like his strongest support, always sticking with him when he is most vulnerable and helpless. Their existence is indeed like the warm sun in winter, which can soothe a lot of the sorrow in Li Chengqian's heart.

Mr. Qi looked at Li Chengqian with a deep and complicated gaze, and did not speak for a long time.

There was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, as if he was struggling fiercely deep in his heart.

Li Chengqian felt a surge of unease when he saw Mr. Qi's silence. He slowly put down the wontons in his hand, sat up straight, and looked at Mr. Qi seriously. "Mr. Qi, what's wrong? Why aren't you talking? Did something serious happen?"

For a moment, Li Chengqian's mind quickly flashed through various natural and man-made disasters that the Tang Dynasty might face, such as droughts, floods, rebellions...

Each one of them made him feel anxious. If something really happened, how could Mr. Qi rest in peace?

"Lao Qi, if you have anything to say, just speak frankly. There are only three of us here, so there's no need to worry."

Li Chengqian urged him again. Mr. Qi has always been calm and reliable. If it wasn't for something important, he would never be so hesitant.

Mr. Qi paused, took a deep breath, as if to muster up courage, and then looked at Li Chengqian firmly.

He straightened his back and said solemnly, "Your Majesty, I feel that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has grown up and has perfectly completed the arduous mission of the diplomatic mission to India."

"I dare to suggest that Your Majesty should relieve himself of his responsibilities and give the Crown Prince some responsibility, allowing him to try out the role of regent, so as to train him and prepare him for the future succession to the throne."

Mr. Qi's voice was not loud, but it caused a huge stir in the Ganlu Palace.

Mr. Qi's words frightened the fat man beside him so much that he dared not breathe and his eyes widened.

Even though he understood it in his heart, he still couldn't help feeling scared when Mr. Qi actually said these words.