My harem can't be this messy

Chapter 1
In the 16th year of Zhenguan, in late spring and March, Taiji Palace.

In the early morning, a light spring mist enveloped the Taiji Palace. Due to the low-lying terrain, as long as there is rain falling, the Taiji Palace will always be filled with mist like silk, like milk, silk, and love.

The spring mist rippling in the continuous palace group of Taiji Palace, the palace group like mountains and hills occasionally exposed corner eaves, like floating islands on the sea, majestic and towering.

In the past few days, the cherry trees around the Lizheng Palace have bloomed, and there are always turbulent cherry blossoms falling. At this time, a few cherry blossom petals fell from the branches and fell into the wide and gorgeous window lattice of the Lizheng Palace. Carefully carved window lattice, before crossing the graceful figure of two young court ladies.

The petals fluttered and fell, crossed the pink curtain, and floated to the shoulders of a sleeping woman, dotted on the woman's white shoulders with a hint of pink and tender fragrance. The outlines have reached the extreme of a woman, as if in a painting When he came, the Fairy of Yaochi fell into the world, and it was as if he did not belong to the world.

The pink petals startled the sleeping woman's dream, she slowly opened her eyes and brushed off the petals with her hands.

Only at this time can one see clearly that the woman on the bed is no longer young, but her facial features and figure are still exquisite and impeccable.

It was as if the years had left no traces on her body, like flowing water without traces.

The only thing that changed was her sassy temperament. Between her brows, the woman frowned slightly, and looked beyond the curtain. The sky outside was still clear, and the red candle was still burning quietly.

Through the light of the morning mist, the hurried footsteps of the court lady came from outside, and the sound of footsteps made the woman on the bed look even more sad.

The maid passed through the balustrade of the front hall of the Lizheng Hall, and at this time had already rushed into the Lizheng Hall.

"Report to your empress, the third prince is seriously ill"

Just as the palace maid opened her mouth, the woman jumped off the bed, grabbed the plain gauze dress beside the bed, and ran barefoot towards the outside of the Lizheng Hall without any shoes placed beside the bed.

"Empress, your phoenix shoes!"

Several serving maids hurriedly chased after her. One court lady was carrying a pair of woven silk brocade and phoenix shoes, and the other was holding the tin hairpin gown that the empress usually wore, and hurriedly chased in the direction where the eldest grandson empress was running.

At this time, the queen’s nickname is Guanyin Maid, commonly known as Empress Changsun, who is the first wife of the current sage Li Shimin. Canonized as a queen, Li Shimin has given birth to three sons and four daughters, and took an adopted daughter, Princess Yuzhang.

At this time, Empress Changsun ran barefoot across the white marble stone path in front of the Lizheng Hall, and the scattered cherry blossoms on the stone path were startled to several petals.

Empress Changsun ran towards the Wanchun Hall, and several court ladies hurriedly chased after her, but none of them could catch up with Empress Changsun who was in a hurry because of her son's serious illness.

The Wanchun Hall was originally one of the sleeping halls of the Holy Majesty in the harem. Because the Sheng went to the Eastern Capital a year ago and was still living in the Luoyang Palace in Luoyang, the Eastern Capital, the Wanchun Hall was idle.

The Wanchun Hall is next to the Lizheng Hall where the empress lives. The ninth son of the current emperor, the empress changsun is the third son born to the sage. The third son, Li Zhi, the king of Jin, is seriously ill. Empress Changsun let him take care of him for convenience He recuperated in Wanchun Hall.

As soon as Empress Changsun arrived at Wanchun Hall, she heard the sound of crying from inside Wanchun Hall. Empress Changsun's heart tightened, there was a trace of sorrow on her still beautiful face, and tears filled her eyes.

"Empress, all ministers are incompetent, and failed to keep His Royal Highness the Third Prince"

In the Wanchun Palace, several servants from the Imperial Medical Office knelt in front of the main hall of the Wanchun Palace, pounding their heads on the ground.

"Zhier."

At this moment, Empress Changsun couldn't bear it any longer, tears welled up in her eyes, and she had already run barefoot to her emperor's sick bed in Wanchun Palace.

"May the empress mourn, the empress's phoenix body is important!"

Kneeling on the ground in Wanchun Hall, at this moment Empress Changsun only sees her own emperor, the third son Jinwang Li Zhi, and everything in the outside world seems to have nothing to do with her.

Empress Changsun looked at Jin Wang Li Zhi who was lying on the sickbed, her fair and slender hand tremblingly caressed her beloved son's cheek, and the tears in her eyes dripped down on his beloved son's cheek.

"Zhier."

With a heart-piercing cry of pain, Empress Changsun hugged Jin Wang Li Zhi tightly into her arms, and the surrounding ministers and maids in the palace said their condolences to the empress, but Empress Changsun didn't hear it at all.

Seeing this situation, several palace maids chasing from the Lizheng Palace did not dare to speak nonsense. They knelt on the ground holding phoenix shoes and tin hairpin gowns, and dared to say please like the surrounding imperial physicians. Mother's Day mourning.

Li Zhi woke up in a daze, only feeling that his head was extremely dizzy. Li Zhi suddenly felt as if someone had pushed his head into a ball of warm water, and he couldn't breathe. Out of instinct, Li Zhi scratched around with all his strength. , as if to grab a life-saving straw, and then get out of the warm water that made me suffocate.

Empress Changsun hugged Aizi in pain, calling Aizi's name, suddenly her body froze, why did she have an extra hand on her waist, that hand tightly grasped the tulle skirt around her waist, and tore it with all her might .

Empress Changsun looked at her waist, and saw her son's hand grabbing her gauze skirt, like a drowning man grabbing a straw and struggling to tear it. Empress Changsun quickly let go of Jin Wang Li Zhi.

Li Zhi was finally able to breathe, and when he opened his eyes, Li Zhi was a little dumbfounded instantly. He took a few quick breaths, seeing that the mountains in front of him were wrong, and seeing a graceful woman in plain gauze hugging him in front of him. The woman had tears in her eyes at this time, but when she saw Li Zhi opened her eyes, a smile appeared on her face.

"Zhi'er, Zhi'er, you scared the queen mother."

Empress Changsun said this, and hugged her beloved son tightly into her arms. Li Zhi was dumbfounded again. Eldest sister, I admit that you are an old lady. Cheap.

Although you were born like a fairy in Yaochi, you can't misidentify your son!
Li Zhi complained in his heart, and realized that something seemed wrong.

He twisted his head vigorously in the arms of Empress Changsun, and looked around. There were many people kneeling on the ground at this time, all kinds of servants, both men and women. The place he was in was not a hospital ward, but a magnificent and luxurious building. In the palace.

"Have you crossed over by yourself?"

Li Zhi, who is 15 years old this year and is in high school, naturally reads novels on weekdays. When he saw this situation, the first thing he thought of immediately was that he had time-traveled.

Queen Mother, Zhi'er, at this time Li Zhi hastily took another serious look at the costumes of the people around him, Tang suit, yes, it is Tang suit, because Li Zhi visited the tomb of Prince Yide and Princess Yongtai with his school teachers and classmates before, The murals on the tomb passage are still fresh in my memory, so I dare to confirm at this time that these people are indeed wearing Tang Dynasty servants, not modern Hanfu.

Queen Mother, Zhier, in the Tang Dynasty, who dared to call himself Queen Mother, there could be no one else except the Queen.

Zhier, no way, there is only one Li Zhi in the history of the Tang Dynasty, and that is Tang Gaozong Li Zhi, the third emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

Could it be that I was being hugged by the eldest grandson Wugou at this time, but the eldest grandson Wugou died of illness in the tenth year of Zhenguan, so he didn't look like he was only eight or nine years old. Li Zhi clearly remembered that Tang Gaozong and Li Zhi were in the second year of Zhenguan Li Zhi was born, that is to say, when his eldest grandson Wugou died of illness, Li Zhi was only nine years old at most.

"Mother, how old is Zhenguan now?"

Li Zhi asked his first question after coming to Datang.

"Zhi'er, what's wrong with you? It's the 16th year of Zhenguan."

(End of this chapter)