They lost their father in their early years and were expelled from the house by their half-brother. Are these two so similar?

However, the difference is that to a certain extent, Changsun Wugui is much luckier than Wu Meiniang...

"……Zhu Gao, Wuji, Wugui. My uncle Gao Shilian raised him, and regarded him as his own..."

The luck of Changsun Wugui is that she has an uncle who raised the brother and sister and treated them very kindly.

Li Gan suddenly squinted his eyes.

I subconsciously ignored this person before, and this is the first time this name has been his sight today.

Gao Shilian is the sixth among the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion.

Will his involvement with Li Yuan be deeper?

Li Gan gently tapped the table with his fingertips, thought for a while, but still shook his head gently.

Wu Shiteng and Li Yuan were good friends when they joined the army, but Gao Shilian and Li Yuan didn't seem to know each other.

The only intersection between them is Changsun Wugui and Li Shimin in their previous life. However, if Changsun Wugui enters the palace in this life, they should have no deep relationship, right?

Of course, whether it is Warrior or Gao Shilian, what Li Gan knows is their deeds in their previous lives, and they can only be used as a reference.

But you must not just accept it as a dead end and be unswerving.

What is the specific situation in this life? You still need to understand before making a judgment.

Didn’t an old man say that? Without investigation, there is no right to speak.

However, Li Gan now has no channel for investigation. His power as an emperor seems to be limited to the palace.

...

Li Gan tapped the table with his fingertips, constantly flipping through other concubines' documents, wanting to see some tricks from them.

But after turning around for an afternoon, I found nothing until the sunset was sunny.

Wei Zhongxian had entered the inner room at some point and lit the lights.

"The big companion is here!"

Li Gan then woke up: "Forget it, forgot. I won't watch it anymore, go for a meal!"

"Yes, your Majesty."

Wei Zhongxian smiled on his face: "I have already asked someone to prepare food for His Majesty."

"Then go..."

Li Gan said halfway, and said, "The Guanyin maid should still be in the Palace of Eternal Life?"

Wei Zhongxian lowered his head and replied, "God is still here when you go back to Your Majesty."

"good."

Li Gan smiled on his face: "Take the meal to the Palace of Eternal Life."

"Yes, your Majesty."

After today's exposure, the traces of heavy rain yesterday have disappeared.

The sun sets, and the golden and red palace has been soaking in the heat for a day, and it is finally relieved.

Cloudless, the orange-red sunset shrouded the palace servants.

The carriage carried Li Gan to the Hall of Changsheng, and the towering palace had already lit up lights.

Li Gan stepped into it, but the familiar scene showed some subtle changes.

The candlelight was faint, and the gauze hood released a dim light. The precious decorations in the hall were not moved at all, but there were a few wooden straight-necked bottles on the table, with several fresh and elegant branches inserted in them, either white or light yellow flowers bright and beautiful.

A new painting was hung on the bookshelf, with blue waves in the pond, green grass, purple bamboos, and beautiful flowers blooming.

On the table below, a woman wearing a light yellow chicken-hearted collar and light green bamboo leaves and thin silk skirt was working at the desk. From the side, she looked graceful, with long hair hanging down on her shoulders, holding a pen in plain hands, and was drawing something intently.

Li Gan subconsciously took his steps lightly, came to her side gently, lowered his head and looked over.

I saw the scene in the main hall of the Changsheng Hall, several rows of tall bookshelf, exquisite porcelain toys on the ancient shelves, and auspicious clouds and dragon patterns on the walls...

These backgrounds have been more or less diluted. At the center of the painting paper is a man sitting upright in the hall, wearing a dragon robe and holding a scroll in his hand.

Even though the last few strokes were missing from the eyebrows, Li Gan still recognized him. Isn’t this himself?

"Ahem~" He coughed twice.

Changsun Wugui, who was outlining the eyebrows with a fine brush, shook his hand and almost made a black mark on Li Gan’s face.

Changsun Wugui raised his head in surprise: "Your Majesty?!"

Li Gan chuckled and looked at the painting on the table. Changsun Wugui hurriedly got up, jumped up, and blushed.

"Your Majesty, I am..."

She was a little busy trying to put away the paintings on the table, but her hand that she reached out was held down by Li Gan.

"Is it the one I painted on it?" Li Gan asked Changsun Wugui with a chuckling smile.

"Back to your Majesty, yes."

His Majesty behind his back was also arrested on the spot...

Changsun Wugui's pretty face was red, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito: "I was idle in Changsheng Hall, so I drew these two paintings, and I took them back immediately."

“No need.”

Li Gan smiled and looked at the beauty in front of him with a little teasing: "It's very good to draw, let's talk about it after the drawing."

"Yes, your Majesty."

Changsun Wugui blushed and sat back in front of the table, slowly completing the last few strokes.

Li Ganze asked the eunuch to bring a chair over and sat opposite her: "Guanyin maid, now I ask you to look at the painting, how about it?"

Changsun Wugui blushed and replied softly: "Thank you Your Majesty."

Li Gan sat opposite Changsun Wugui with a smile on his face, motionless and ready to be a personal model.

But Changsun Wugui was so shy that he didn't dare to look up at him.

Therefore, until she finished painting the painting, she didn't look at Li Gan again.

"Your Majesty, I have painted it."

After drawing for a while, Changsun Wugui's heart was not as scattered as before.

"Let me see."

Li Gan smiled and took the scroll on the table with a moving expression.

I have to say that this portrait is very distinctive, and it can be said to have spirit but few shapes.

Simply put, it is just that it does not pursue details very much, but it fully demonstrates Li Gan's unique expression.

But the only thing that is the only drawback is that the ending strokes at the end of the eyebrows are somewhat incompatible with the overall charm, which makes Li Gan look a little out of place.

"Guanyin Bi?"

Li Gan took her to her side and asked with a smile: "Why did I come and let you look at the painting? Instead, the painting is not as good as before?"

Most of the shame on Changsun Wugui's face had dissipated, but he still didn't dare to look up and look at Li Gan: "Your Majesty has been looking at me, and I am nervous, so the painting is not as good as before."

She reached out and wanted to get the painting back: "Your Majesty, this painting is not good, so I'd better throw it away. I'll draw another one for Your Majesty..."

Li Gan smiled and held her hand, shook her head gently: "If you want to draw again in the future, the time will be different, and the mood of writing will be different. Only this situation and the paintings made by Guanyin maid at this time are unique."

"I must put it away and treasure it."

Things like feelings really depend on talent. People without talent have the result to half the effort with twice the effort, while people with talent don’t have to work too hard. If you subconsciously say things, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort.
Chapter completed!