When Empress Changsun saw Li Shimin like this, she knew that he valued Zhao Chen very much.

"Your Majesty, Zhao Chen is our child, the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty, he will definitely help you!" Queen Changsun said with a smile.

"Yes, Guanyin Maid is right. Come on, let me sit on this chair."

"I've been busy all afternoon, and the little bastard is really heartless!" Li Shimin cursed with a smile.

Sit down next to Empress Changsun.

"It's much more comfortable than my dragon bed."

"I have decided that at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, I will sit on this chair and drink and chat with my ministers!" Li Shimin's face was full of smiles.

...

"Zhao Chen, you are growing up, eat more!" In the tavern, Empress Changsun put the fried eggs from the plate into Zhao Chen's bowl.

Li Shimin next to him was feeling sour.

Queen Changsun hasn't picked up food for him for a long time.

"Auntie also eats more, she is weak and needs nutritional supplements." Zhao Chen said with a smile.

"By the way, Zhao Chen, today I and your aunt will live with you. You empty the room and give it to your aunt. I slept with you in this lobby. It just so happened that I would discuss something with you." Li Shimin couldn't stand the scene before him.

He is the emperor and he is the center wherever he goes.

Why are you just like an outsider now?

This made Li Shimin feel very uncomfortable.

Empress Changsun smiled softly and thought to herself that His Majesty the Emperor even jealous of his son.

"What's the matter that you can't say now? You have to say it when you go to bed at night?" Zhao Chen said with a blank look at Li Shimin.

He doesn't want to sleep with Lao Li at night.

This old Li is chubby and likes to snore at night.

Maybe even grinding your teeth.

Even sleepwalking may be possible!

After being comforted by Empress Changsun for a while, Li Shimin was in a very good mood when he knew that the chair was given to him by Zhao Chen.

But I wasn't angry at this moment!

"Zhao Chen, there will be another three days for the Mid-Autumn Festival. At that time, the priests will hold a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet outside the Tai Chi Hall."

"The ministers and the people will participate. Do you want to join us?" Li Shimin said with a smile.

When asked this, Li Shimin felt a little nervous.

He was really worried that Zhao Chen would agree to see him.

In that case, his identity with Empress Changsun could not be concealed.

Fortunately, Zhao Chen didn't even raise his head.

"I won't go anymore. I don't like it's too lively. It's enough to enjoy the moon with Uncle Fu in this tavern!" Zhao Chen said casually.

Zhao Chen had no idea about the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.

It was nothing more than a group of people sitting together, drinking and pissing.

He doesn't know anyone else, so there is no need to join in the fun.

"That's a pity!" Li Shimin said with a smile.

Although he said this, the expression on his face was not regretful.

Empress Changsun, who was watching, shook her head secretly in her heart.

"Zhao Chen, I can write a good sentence of calligraphy and painting, which is worse than a horse. A straw raincoat is a raincoat and a raincoat is a good sentence for life. I think I am proficient in poetry and prose. Why not just the moonlight, how about a good sentence for Mid-Autumn Festival with someone?" Li Shimin said to Zhao Chen with a smile.

This is his purpose here.

I've been busy for the afternoon before, but I forgot.

Fortunately, Li Shimin remembered it again.

Zhao Chen will be the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty from now on.

Even if he is not present for a major event like a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, he cannot be completely out of the matter.

Otherwise, if others win this competition, where can Li Shimin's face be put?

"Old Li, you are not kind and want to leave something from me?" Zhao Chen raised his head and looked at Li Shimin.

Li Shimin looked embarrassed, and he didn't know how to answer Zhao Chen for a moment.

He walked away from Zhao Chen.

Even if Li Shimin was thick-skinned, he was somewhat embarrassed by Zhao Chen's questioning.

"Zhao Chen, this time it was my aunt who wanted to ask you for a poem. You are not young anymore. If you can become famous at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, maybe your aunt can also ask you for a good wife!" Empress Changsun said to Zhao Chen with a smile.

She also saw that Li Shimin looked embarrassed and took over the conversation and took everything on herself.

Li Shimin looked at Empress Changsun and nodded in gratitude.

Looking at Zhao Chen again, he did not speak anymore.

"Zhao Chen, you are sixteen years old this year. The boy from my family is already married. Your aunt is now thinking about you." Li Shimin also advised.

This is related to his face. Li Shimin has been coaxing and deceiving Zhao Chen.

"Old Li, I know your thoughts, but if my aunt talks for you, I won't make things difficult for you, so I will just write a poem!" Zhao Chen glanced at Li Shimin and said lightly.

He had long seen that his aunt was talking to Lao Li.

However, thinking that his aunt was so concerned about her, she treated herself as her own son, and Zhao Chen was unwilling to take her face.

"That's good!" Li Shimin rubbed his hands, looking happy.

But he was stunned for a moment.

I secretly told me what happened to me today.

Why is my dignified emperor so humble in front of Zhao Chen?

"You eat first, I will come after I finish writing the poem."

Li Shimin originally wanted to follow, but after hearing what Zhao Chen said, it is not easy to follow him now.

In less than a cup of tea, Zhao Chen came over.

"How is it written?" Li Shimin asked quickly, but he didn't see anything in Zhao Chen's hand.

I thought to myself that Zhao Chen didn’t write it out, right?

"Zhao Chen, time is enough, you think about it tomorrow!" Empress Changsun also thought that Zhao Chen had not written a poem and comforted her softly.

Writing poetry is not that simple.

If there is no product in my stomach, I will probably not be able to hold it up even if I have a cup of tea in just one month.

"The poem has been written, but you can't read it for the time being. After the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet begins, you can take it out!" Zhao Chen said with a smile.

"What?" Li Shimin looked at Zhao Chen with a strange look.

What does it mean to take it out after the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet begins?

If Zhao Chen was writing this blindly and Li Shimin took it out and made people read it, wouldn’t his face be lost?

How can this work?

Empress Changsun didn't say anything. At this time, even if she was the one, she didn't know how to speak.

"Don't worry, it won't embarrass you!" Zhao Chen smiled faintly.

In fact, the poem has been written, and there is no problem at all.

Zhao Chen did this just to tease Lao Li and see his anxious appearance.

Let him know how immoral it is to keep following things from him!

"Auntie, I'll go to the room to clean up, you'll come and rest later!" Zhao Chen said to Queen Changsun with a smile.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work!" Empress Changsun nodded with a smile.

...

There are two days left before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the people of Chang'an City are preparing to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Crown Prince Li Chengqian was not idle for a moment.
Chapter completed!