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

In the boundless silver-white snow, Li Chengqian stood upright, his hands subconsciously placed on his waist, his eyes closely following his son Li Jingyou's gradually receding back.

The flying snowflakes fell on his shoulders and hair, and melted away in an instant, but they could not dispel the deep worry between his brows.

What kind of imperial mentality did Li Shimin secretly teach his son?

So much so that at this moment of overflowing family love, Li Jingyou still kept his heart tightly closed, and built an invisible wall to protect his care and closeness to others.

As a father, Li Chengqian naturally knows that when a child grows up to a certain stage, the rebellious period will follow like a shadow, and this is a stage that cannot be avoided on the road to growth.

Even though Yuan Tiangang had warned him earnestly to be careful with the prince, Li Jingyou was his son, and he did not take the warning as something that would definitely happen.

Although he also knew that Yuan Tiangang had always been able to predict things with his extraordinary calculation ability.

But in his eyes, Li Jingyou is just a young child who is inexperienced in the world. The future is still long, and his character and ideas can always be changed slowly.

In Li Shimin's understanding, the vast empire of the Tang Dynasty needed an heir who was well versed in the emperor's mind in order to maintain long-term stability of the country.

But Li Chengqian had a completely different grand blueprint in his mind.

In his vision, the Tang Dynasty no longer needed the emperor's rule. He was determined to create a brand new Tang Dynasty, a Tang Dynasty that broke free from the shackles of feudal monarchy and moved towards a brand new future.

In this way, the paths chosen by the father and son are diametrically opposed, and fierce disputes in the future seem to be an inevitable outcome.

Thinking of this, Li Chengqian narrowed his eyes slightly, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he made a decision in his heart. It seems that he must find a suitable time to sit down with You'er and have a heart-to-heart talk. Only through frank communication can the potential differences between father and son be resolved.

At the same time, Su Zhi saw Li Jingyou returning alone in the house, but there was no sign of Li Chengqian.

Worry welled up in her heart, so she walked out of the house and looked into the distance.

Li Chengqian was standing stupidly in the white snow, his figure looking a little lonely in the flying snowflakes.

Seeing this scene, Su Zhi couldn't help but laugh, and secretly sighed in her heart. Now she finally understood who her daughter Li Jingyi inherited her innocence, simplicity and cuteness from.

Su Zhi slowly walked to Li Chengqian's side, a look of reproach on her face, and said softly, "Your Majesty, you always remind your son to go back to his room and change clothes if he sweats, so as not to catch a cold or get sick. But I want to ask you, Your Majesty, what about you?"

"Are you planning to stand like a snowman in this icy world forever?"

When Li Chengqian heard Su Zhi even call him "Your Majesty" in such a formal way, he immediately understood that his wife was really angry this time.

He quickly reached out his hand, gently pinched Su Zhi's pink face with a bit of pampering, and said flatteringly: "Okay, okay, it's my negligence. I'm wrong, okay? Don't be angry."

Su Zhi, however, seemed to be deliberately ignoring her words. She shook her head reluctantly and continued to scold, "Look at your hands, they're frozen like ice!"

"Your Majesty, don't you see how old you are? You're still running around in the snow like a child, sweating all over."

"Why don't you hurry back to the house and change into dry clothes? You know, you had a sudden stroke a few days ago, and it really scared me to death."

Su Zhi's expression instantly became extremely serious. She finally had the chance to say the words that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time.

When the retired emperor passed away, Li Chengqian suddenly fell ill without warning. At that moment, Su Zhi's fear reached an unprecedented peak. The fear of losing her loved ones pierced her heart. After Li Chengqian finally regained consciousness, before he could properly recuperate, he insisted on attending the retired emperor's wake.

After the wake was over, there was a mountain of government affairs waiting for him to deal with.

Even a body made of iron would find it difficult to withstand such high-intensity torture.

However, in these matters, Su Zhi, as the queen, could not easily speak out to dissuade him out of respect for Li Chengqian and consideration for the royal majesty. She could only hide her grievances and worries in her heart and endure the torment alone.

Seeing Su Zhi's red eyes, Li Chengqian felt extremely distressed and remained silent for a while.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Su Zhi felt even more aggrieved. She couldn't hold back the tears any longer, and her voice was choked with sobs: "Brother Qian, you must take good care of yourself."

"Even if you don't think about yourself, you should at least consider me, You'er, and Yi'er, right?"

"If anything happens to you again, how will we live? I really can't imagine how we'll live without you."

Li Chengqian looked at Su Zhi's tears that were about to burst out, and the defenses in his heart instantly collapsed. He hugged Su Zhi tightly in his arms and comforted her softly, "It's my fault. I was wrong. Don't be angry."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. I know my own physical condition."

"I promise you, I will take better care of my health in the future and won't make you worry anymore."

Su Zhi leaned on Li Chengqian's solid chest, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat. A warmth suddenly surged in her heart, and her originally anxious heart gradually settled down.

She gently pushed Li Chengqian away and said, "Let's go. I won't argue with you anymore. Let's go back and warm ourselves by the fire and change our clothes. Don't catch a cold."

Li Chengqian listened to Su Zhi's words and nodded obediently.

Then, he seemed to suddenly remember something, a childish smile appeared on his face, and he raised his little finger to Su Zhi.

Su Zhi looked at his childish and cute action with a look of confusion on her face.

Li Chengqian looked at Su Zhi's puzzled expression and couldn't help laughing. He took the initiative to hook Su Zhi's pinky finger with his own and said seriously and playfully, "Let's make a pinky promise. I won't change it for a hundred years. This is my promise to you. Don't worry, Lingxi'er, your brother is in good health!"

"I will definitely stay with you and the children from now on."

After saying that, he took Su Zhi's hand and said, "Let's go! Let's go back and change clothes!"

While taking brisk steps, he hooked his little finger with Su Zhi's little finger, and walked towards the hall, talking and laughing all the way, leaving a series of footprints of their close ties on the snow.