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

Inside the Lizheng Hall, the light was dim. The candlelight beside the bed was trembling slightly, emitting a faint light. Li Chengqian sat quietly beside Su Zhi's bed, his gaze lingering for a long time on an inconspicuous clay figurine.

The clay figurine was not made delicately, and even had a bit of childish simplicity. However, under its base, a line of words was engraved crookedly: "Brother Qian, be safe and sound."

Li Chengqian stretched out his hand and gently stroked the handwriting with his fingertips, as if he could feel Su Zhi's warmth through the irregular marks. In an instant, every moment he spent with Su Zhi flooded into his heart like a tide.

Those ordinary and warm moments were like sharp blades, cutting his heart.

Li Chengqian slowly raised his eyes and looked at the other clay figures on the table.

The little peach-red clay statue has curved eyebrows and upturned mouth corners, just like her usual lively and playful appearance;

Although the clay figures of Su Zhi's parents were simply outlined, they inexplicably exuded a sense of peace, reminding Li Chengqian of the warm times he spent with his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

The clay statues of the two children, one with the intelligence and cleverness of Li Jingyou, with eyes full of vitality, and the other with the cuteness and cuteness of Li Jingyi, make people feel happy.

And Su Zhi's own clay statue had a gentle expression and tenderness in her eyes and eyebrows, just like the best look of her in Li Chengqian's memory.

Li Chengqian slowly closed his eyes, his chest heaving violently. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to calm the surging emotions in his heart.

In this silent moment, he saw through Su Zhi's life.

Her world was so small, with only six important people in total, and she occupied most of the positions among these six.

He couldn't help but think of himself. As the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, all the ministers in the court were respectful to him, the world's talents gathered under his command, and the friends he made in his youth were countless.

Even when he was bored, he only needed to be summoned and the witty and humorous fat man would come into the palace to accompany him in banter and kill the boring time.

But what about his Lingxier?

The only person who stayed with her from beginning to end was Xiao Taohong, who grew up with her.

In her life, she occupied almost everything. She poured all her love and care into this family and this relationship without reservation.

However, Su Zhi was just a small part in his magnificent imperial career.

He was busy with state affairs all day, dealing with various forces, working day and night for the country, and the time and care he actually gave her was too little.

Guilt was like a surging tide, instantly drowning Li Chengqian.

He finally realized that Su Zhi's love for him was so pure and so deep. It was her silent perseverance in the long loneliness and her selfless dedication without any complaints.

Li Chengqian slowly opened his eyes, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably. He raised his hand tremblingly and wiped away the tears on his face. Then he gently embraced Su Zhi in his arms, his voice full of guilt: "Lingxi'er, I'm sorry for you."

Su Zhi lay in his arms, her face as pale as paper, but she still forced a weak smile, shook her head gently, and said weakly but firmly: "Brother Qian, meeting you is the greatest blessing in my life."

"I think the way it is now is good. There is nothing better than this."

"Brother Qian, after I'm gone, please keep my funeral simple. Mother set a good example back then, and I want to be like her. It's so hard for ordinary people to earn a little money."

Li Chengqian nodded repeatedly, his throat seemed to be choked by something, and he couldn't speak. He could only respond with a trembling voice: "I know, I know everything."

Su Zhi's breathing became heavier, and every breath seemed to exhaust all her strength. A hint of gloom flashed in her eyes, but she forced herself to be strong and said slowly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to see You'er again. Brother Qian, can you promise me three things?"

Li Chengqian immediately held her hands tightly. Her hands were so bony that he felt distressed. He replied firmly, "Lingxi'er, I agree to whatever you say. Our child will be here soon and will definitely be able to see you."

At this time, Li Jingyou was extremely anxious and ran all the way to the gate of Liangyi Palace.

Su Tan was standing there, his body hunched over, as if his back was bent by the sudden grief, and his eyes were red and swollen.

Zhang Xianhuai looked solemn. Li Jingyi's small body was shivering in the cold wind, her face full of tears and her eyes full of helplessness. She was too young to understand the impending separation of life and death.

When they saw Li Jingyou coming, their tense nerves finally relaxed a little, and a look of relief appeared on their faces.

Li Jingyou rushed to Su Tan in a few steps, his voice trembling with tears and anxiety: "Grandpa, how is my mother?"

Su Tan's eyes turned red and tears almost burst out again.

"You'er, go wait at the door, go wait, take Yi'er with you, so that your mother can see you."

Meanwhile, in Lizheng Hall, Su Zhi, holding on to her last bit of strength, continued, "Brother Qian, I'm leaving. You're still in your prime, and you can still remarry in the future."

"I know I'm the only one in your heart, but you're the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and you can't be left alone to take care of me."

"Xiao Taohong, can you help me take good care of my brother? I don't trust anyone else except you."

Xiao Taohong had already burst into tears. She looked at Su Zhi while crying, her eyes full of reluctance. She choked and said, "Miss, you will get better, Miss."

In her heart, Su Zhi was not only her master and servant, but also her lifelong friend. All the time they spent together turned into endless tears.

Li Chengqian suppressed his grief, his voice trembling slightly: "Lingxi'er, I promise you, please continue."

Su Zhi nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and continued, "Brother Qian, I have been the queen for all these years and have never interfered in government affairs. I am just afraid that people will talk about you behind your back."

"But today, I dare to ask Your Majesty to do me a favor and listen more to the opinions of the officials in the future."

"The affairs of the court are complicated. If we pool the wisdom of everyone, we may be able to find a better path for the Tang Dynasty."

Li Chengqian gently stroked her hand and responded tenderly, "I understand, Lingxi'er. What about the third thing?"

Speaking of this third thing, Su Zhi looked at Li Chengqian, tears slowly welling up. Li Chengqian gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes distressed and comforted her softly: "Don't cry, tell me everything."

Su Zhi took a deep breath and said slowly, "Your Majesty, although I am a woman, I can see the situation in the court clearly."

"Your Majesty, I understand your intention to delegate power. You are doing this for the long-term stability of the Tang Dynasty and to avoid the hidden dangers of excessive concentration of power."

"But You'er is still young. He might not understand it in the future. He will just think that you gave all the things in the house to outsiders."

"Your Majesty, You'er and Yi'er are still young. Yi'er is a princess, so I'm relieved."

"But You'er is the prince!"

"Brother Qian, I understand you, but You'er may not understand."

"I beg you to promise me that no matter how big a mistake You'er makes in the future, you must remember that he is our child, the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty. You must treat him well and never kill him. You must educate him well. This is our responsibility as parents!"

"Brother Qian, we must not repeat the mistakes of Xuanwu Sect and kill each other!"

Su Zhi's voice became weaker and weaker, and at the end, it was almost inaudible.