My wife is Wu Zetian

Zhang Jia came to Li Xiao and looked at Li Xiao, who was hesitant to speak.

"Bring me a message? What did you bring me?"

Li Xiao also frowned when he heard Li Yanran's message to him.

"Slaves dare not speak!"

Zhang Jia shivered and was a little afraid to speak.

"Tell me! I have spent so much money, why do I still care about a word from her?"

Li Xiao glared at Zhang Jia, "If you don't dare to say anything, just don't say anything in the first place."

Now that I know everything, you dare not say anything?

What about playing this king?

"Princess Lishan said that you should cooperate with others to be more careful next time, so as not to cause a fire at the city gate and harm Chiyu.

She also said that next time she would not help you raise money to tide over the difficulties. "

"Peng."

Li Xiao exploded immediately and kicked the table in front of him away.

"It turned out to be him. I should have thought a long time ago that Hongdi came here for her. Now it's fine. It's like I paid [-] yuan to her in compensation."

"Zhang Jia, it's all your fault. I said I wouldn't sell Li Hong, but you insisted on selling him.

Now it's all right, I lost money and shame again.

I will kill you. "

Li Xiao's eyes exploded red, he threw Zhang Jia to the ground, sat on top of him and started beating him violently.

"Your Highness, please forgive me!"

"This servant doesn't know that His Highness the Crown Prince was actually sent by Princess Lishan."

"If I knew, I wouldn't have let you sell the store to him anyway."

Soon the first wave of custom-made stoves that Fengdi rushed to make were completed and then handed over to Changsun Yan and the others.

Looking at these stoves, they were so excited that they loaded the car and headed towards Chang'an.

"Father, father, I'm back."

After Zhang Sunyan entered the door, he yelled directly in front of him.

"Come back when you come back, why are you howling?"

Changsun Wuji was drinking tea around the charcoal fire. Hearing Changsun Yan's howl, he spilled tea all over himself again.

"Dad, I, you, are you okay!"

Frowning, Changsun Yan began to move backwards.

What's going on, Dad?
"I'm fine, but you have something to do soon, get out of here."

Changsun Wuji glared at Changsun Yan and shouted at him.

"I still have something to do, Dad, you can play by yourself!"

Shivering, Changsun Yan turned around and ran towards the door.

"If you dare to run now, I will definitely make your life worse than death, as I said!"

Seeing Changsun Yan trying to escape, Changsun Wuji shouted angrily again.

I spilled tea all over me, and you pat your butt and want to run away?
which is so easy.

"Old father, what's wrong with you!"

Upon hearing this, Changsun Yan immediately stopped and looked at his father, who almost cried.

"What's wrong? Come here quickly."

"Oh oh oh."

Changsun Yan slowly came to Changsun Wuji as if he was resigned to his fate, and then he slapped him directly.

"Father, why are you beating me?"

Changsun Yan was speechless. I tried my best to bring the stove back, but you greeted me with a big bag.

What is this!
"Why should I hit you? Your howl just now scared me, and a cup of good tea was all wasted. Why don't I hit you?

They were all bought with real money. Can I not beat you? "

Thinking of the wasted good tea, Changsun Wuji became furious, and slapped Changsun Yan on the head again.

"???"

Changsun Yan was depressed. It seems that I paid for all your tea.

Now you beat me because of the tea I bought, is this really justified?

"Tell me, why are you coming back if you have nothing to do?"

After being slapped twice, Changsun Wuji also glared at his son. If you are not staying in the fiefdom, why are you back in Chang'an?
"Didn't I say before that I would like to help you get some good stoves? I'm here to bring you a stove."

Changsun Yan replied to his father with an aggrieved look.

Do you think I want to come back?

If I wasn't afraid that you would find the fiefdom, I wouldn't want to return to Chang'an even if I died outside.

"The stove is ready? Where is it? Come and show it to me."

When he heard that the stove was ready, Changsun Wuji's eyes lit up. He had waited for so long and it was finally ready.

"Good."

Changsun Yan touched his head and hurried out to have the newly made stove brought in.

Looking at the unique new iron stove, Changsun Wuji also curiously began to circle around the stove.

"Dad, how is this stove?"

Changsun Yan crossed his arms, his eyes full of pride.

This is a good thing that I carefully designed, and it will definitely meet your needs.

Isn't it just for saving face?

If you lost it before, your son will get it back for you now.

"No! Who designed these patterns? They are too ugly. How can I use them!"

Changsun Wuji glanced at the proud Changsun Yan and shook his head.

The preface of this stove does not match the postscript, and the four paintings are not connected to each other.

I don’t know what kind of idiot can design such a pattern.

It's really a waste of money, a waste of money!
"???"

After hearing Changsun Wuji's words, Changsun Yan's face fell instantly.

His proud work was actually said to be worthless by his father?
It was really going to piss him off.

If you weren't my father, I would let you have a taste of Yanzi's iron fist.

"The only thing I can't stand is this logo. It's well designed."

Changsun Wuji didn't look at Changsun Yan at all. The only thing about this stove that caught his eye was the logo. "Dad, if you say that, don't ask for this stove. I'll take it back to the fief immediately."

After hearing Changsun Wuji's words, Changsun Yan also quit.

Since you have such disdain for my masterpiece, I'll take it away from the head office.

It was really thankless and my filial piety was in vain.

"How can that be? You want to touch my stove, don't you want to live?"

Changsun Wuji slapped the stove with a slap in the face, his eyes full of threats.

Since you have brought this stove back, it belongs to you and me.

Do you dare to touch my things?I really don’t want to live anymore.

"???"

Changsun Yan now really wants to punch him, what do you mean by your stove?

My stove has just been unloaded from the car, and it becomes yours.

Dad, can we stop being so overbearing?
"Dad, don't you like it?"

"This stove is as ugly as it gets, but it is also produced by Her Royal Highness the Princess. This is your identity. That's it!"

Changsun Wuji shook his head. If it weren't for the logo on it, even if the stove was given to him for free, he wouldn't even look at it seriously.

But with this LOGO, the value of this stove doubles.

Now he has no choice but to be a living doctor, so it's better than nothing!

"."

Changsun Yan was speechless. You don't like the stove, so you don't allow me to take it away.

It is truly my happiness to have a man like you on my bed.

"Are you okay?"

Changsun Wuji touched the iron surface of the stove and glared at his stupid son.

"I'm fine, son, I'll go back to the fiefdom."

Hearing this, Changsun Wuji raised his hand and slapped him again.

"???"

"Father, why did you hit me again?"

Changsun Yan's little eyes also widened. You just hit me and you said I was a waste. I admit it.

Now you hit me again. If you don't give me a reason, your son will get angry at any time.

"You unfilial son, how long have you been away from home, why don't you miss your grandma?

It’s so easy to come back, why don’t you have a meal with your mother-in-law? "

Changsun Wuji frowned, it’s so weird that I haven’t seen your mother-in-law for a long time.

Thanks to your mother, I think about you all day long.

Even if he hits you lightly, if you weren't his son, he would have drawn his sword by now.

"Oh oh oh, my son has realized his mistake."

Changsun Yan was also stunned when he heard that he was going to see his mother-in-law.

Thinking about it, I haven’t seen my grandma for a long time since we said goodbye last time during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Having said that, he really missed his mother-in-law.

"You know you're wrong, why don't you go see the backyard right away?"

Changsun Wuji kicked Changsun Yan on the butt again.

"Here."

Changsun Yan covered his butt and ran outside.

"Guizi, what are you going to do?"

Looking at Changsun Yan's back, Changsun Wuji was stunned.

Could it be that his stupid son has forgotten the backyard and left?

It's over, did my son get beaten up by himself?

"I'm going to buy some gifts and go to see grandma empty-handed. I can't do it."

Changsun Yan replied to Changsun Wuji while running.

"Buying a gift? Then why didn't you bring a gift when you saw me?"

Changsun Yan actually wanted to buy a gift for his wife, and Changsun Wuji's face changed color on the spot.

Good guy, I originally thought you were that kind of person who didn't know how to respect the elderly, but now it turns out that's not the case at all.

My special meow, I have given birth to you and raised you for so many years, so you treat me like this, right?
"Father, I didn't hear what you said."

Changsun Yan shuddered and hurriedly tried to avoid hearing.

"I know you heard it. There is no tea in the house. Bring me another ten pounds, otherwise I will break your legs."

Changsun Wuji rolled his eyes at Changsun Yan, didn’t you hear?

I believe you a ghost.

Changsun Wuji's words were so frightening that Changsun Yan almost fell to the ground.

Why is it only ten pounds of good tea? Do you know the price of that tea?

Ten catties?

You are not born in the year of Ox. Do you want to eat or drink so much tea?

You really don't have enough money for your son.

Chang Sun Yan got on the carriage and ran straight towards Lan Kwai Fong.

As a son, he naturally knows what his mother likes. If nothing else, perfume is definitely one of my favorite things.

After getting the perfume, Changsun Yan went to the Haagen-Dazs nearby and brought back some pastries and milk tea.

Finally, he went to the Shuren Tea Room, picked up the tea he wanted, and then returned to the Changsun Mansion.

"uncle!"

As soon as Changsun Yan entered the door, Changsun Chong's son Changsun Yan also greeted him at the door.

"It's Yan'er!"

Looking at Changsun Yan, Changsun Yan was also stunned.

Why is my eldest brother's son here?

To be honest, Changsun Yan is almost the same age as Changsun Yan, but who calls him senior?

"Uncle, grandfather and father are waiting for you in the backyard."

Changsun Yan smiled at Changsun Yan and told the news that I and his grandfather were waiting for him.

"Brother is here?"