"Yizuki, come here!" Bo Ximin summoned to a palace maid beside him.

"What does Her Majesty command?"

"Has Emperor Feng Yang come to the Splendid Palace today?" Bo Ximin's eyes were faint and he couldn't see his emotions.

"Your Majesty wants to ask her if she is still kneeling in front of His Highness today?"

"Yes."

"Kneel, the slave and maid have seen it..."

"Hey..."Bo Ximin sighed.

"Your Majesty, there is something I don't know if I should talk about?"

"Speak!"

"The slave maid heard that after Huangfu Fengyang knelt in the morning, she did not go to the city gate to be on duty, and today it should be her shift. Listen... Listen... The other soldiers said that she seemed to be sick..."The little palace maid found that she seemed to have too many mouths in the middle of speaking, but the words had already begun, so it was impossible to hide half of them.

It's just that time passes minute by minute, why didn't Her Majesty the Empress sitting behind the phoenix chair respond, wouldn't she really talk too much?

The anxious palace maid thought about countermeasures in her heart, if Her Majesty was really displeased and wanted to punish her own crimes, what should she say to justify herself!

After hesitating, the little palace maid thought that it was better to see what the situation was like on the field anyway, and then she could prescribe the right medicine.

The little palace maid who had made a decision raised her head boldly, but saw Bo Ximin, who was dressed in a red robe, leaning sideways and falling into contemplation again, staring at the corner of the wall with no focus in her eyes.

Why is Her Majesty so obsessed today? The little palace maid said curiously.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the little palace maid felt that a long time had passed. Then there was a slight movement in the side of Her Majesty's face, which came from between her lips, only a soft sound.

"Go..."

？

What do you mean? The little palace maid is getting more and more incomprehensible to this noble empress...

"Go see her..."

"Huh?" Who to see?

"Hey.... Swing and go to that little dilapidated house to see..."It was like a decision that had been thinking about it for a long, long time, and there was a long sigh in front of it, and there was helplessness. Behind is a practical action to break through the freezing point, and it is more relieved.

For five years, Huangfu Fengyang lived in the small dilapidated house next to the Splendid Palace, which she begged Bo Xiling after getting out of the car and Africa. In fact, what she really wanted was to see Bo Ximin, but Bo Xiling refused.

She had a plan to let Bo Xiling see her sincerity and kneel until she agreed.

Later, Bo Xiling gave up the throne to Bo Ximin, and it was Bo Ximin who knelt down. It's just that she never saw her.

Walking out of Fengyang Palace, Bo Ximin first looked up at the sky, so fast, it was dark... Another day passed. The days are always like this, minute by minute, day by day, flowing through the fingers.

This is the first time Bo Ximin has admired the sky of Bo Xi in the palace, and it turns out that the stars in Bo Xi's palace are so bright.

Is it a change of heart? Why did your steps become lighter? Bo Ximin was in a trance, as if he had returned to the days when he was in the princess's mansion, he was just a carefree princess, there was no need to worry about everything, everything was beautiful.

"Your Majesty, it's here," reminded the little father-in-law with the lantern.

The time for a cup of tea has arrived, so soon, before Bo Ximin can react, he sees the little father-in-law walking towards the wooden door of the small broken house, and wants to call the people inside to welcome the holy driver.

"Stop!" Bo Ximin stopped, "You all stand down!" ”

"Yes!"

The people around him walked away one by one, and finally even the little father-in-law who was lighting the road also left, leaving only Bo Ximin alone, hidden in the night, looking at the small dilapidated house with candlelight in the crack of the wall in front of him, giving birth to a sense of tension that had not been seen for a long time.

Wrong! What are you afraid of? I am high up, and I will be nervous in the face of a small soldier guarding the city gate?

Joke!

Bo Ximin strode forward and opened the hidden wooden door. The light that appears in front of you in an instant blurs what is in front of you.

After his eyes adjusted to the surrounding environment, Bo Ximin was surprised to find that the room was so quiet, so quiet that there was only room for the breathing of two people.

All the imaginary surprises and stares did not happen, and Bo Ximin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Why breathe a sigh of relief?

With a time difference of five years, I really don't know how the two are going to communicate, and what to say in the first sentence when they meet...

Fortunately, the man was lying motionless on the bed...

Bo Ximin closed the door, walked lightly to a small wooden table, and carefully examined the things on the table.

There were some cold and hard steamed buns scattered on the table, and many of them had been gnawed by rats. There is also a packet of medicinal herbs next to these steamed buns.

Bo Ximin picked them up, put them on the tip of his nose and sniffed them. She recognized a few of the herbs, which were antipyretic and fever-reducing medicines.

This should have been sent by a scholar.

Bo Ximin found an empty bowl stained with potion, presumably this person had already taken the medicine....

That...

It's time to go yourself...

To be honest, Bo Ximin doesn't know what he's here for?

Look at her?

This reason says in the past... That's it!

Then I've read it too, it's time to go!

Bo Ximin patted the dust on his sleeve and prepared to go out. It's like a one-man theater, one person performs, and one person closes the curtain call. Throughout, there were no partners and no spectators. Maybe the man will wake up tomorrow and won't know he's been there.

When did a Her Majesty the Empress become so slight....

Bo Ximin sighed and walked to the door, and then thought again, it would be better to take a look at her injuries...

Right...

Back...

Bo Ximin bypassed the small wooden table and stood beside the bed. Huangfu Fengyang, who was huddled in the candlelight, slept deeply, lying flat on his back, with his right face facing outward, facing himself.

It seems to have lost a lot of weight, and under the projection of candlelight, the edges and corners are sharp. There are a lot of scars on my face, and I don't know when I got hurt.

Bo Ximin's face was expressionless, and her head was so complicated that she didn't know what kind of expression to use to face her at this time.

A step ahead of his much more honest body, Bo Ximin's hand reached out, and the expected landing place was the thin face, but he was afraid that his cold fingers would wake up the person, and he went up and landed on the hair.

Bo Ximin moved his fingers slightly, and wanted to withdraw it immediately. But his eyes were stung by the next scene.

There are strands of silver hidden under the black hair, and I thought it was an accident, but the deeper I played, the more gray hair there were.

Bo Ximin, who had been numb for a long time, blinked his eyes gently, and tears came out of nowhere.

"You're here again..."A weak voice came from below, Bo Ximin shook his head and met a pair of smiling eyes.

Why did you wake up all of a sudden?

Bo Ximin covered his eyes and turned away, trying to hide the fact that he was crying. But before he could turn into place, a warm hand grabbed his wrist.

Then there was a whirlwind of the world, and when he opened his eyes again, Bo Ximin had been pulled to the bed, and the faint candlelight was blown out by the wind brought by the rotation.

It was dark all around, and the bright moonlight took over the work of the candles, but no matter how bright the moonlight was, it could not reveal things like candlelight.

It's not dark, it's just right, the body is still facing the side of no one, Bo Ximin is very satisfied.

She can hide her emotions well in the dark.

Suddenly, the room fell silent again, as if nothing had happened.

But he is indeed lying in bed now, and Bo Ximin knows that this is not a dream...

After a long time, there was no movement behind her, Bo Ximin wondered if she was asleep again, so could she... Got out?

Bo Ximin just wanted to raise his arm, but he was suddenly held in his arms by the person behind him, and his hot breath was spit on Bo Ximin's shoulder.

"You... You.. Why didn't you hit me today? Huangfu Fengyang propped up his body with his left hand and asked Bo Ximin under him.

"Hit you?" Bo Ximin asked puzzled.

"Every day in your dreams you will fight against me..."

Affection Huangfu Feng Yang... I thought it was a dream!

Whew-

Bo Ximin hadn't felt so startled for a long time, her head was dizzy for a while, and Huangfu Fengyang kept talking about how she treated her in her dreams, which was miserable.

The head is getting heavier and heavier.... Bo Ximin was lying on the bed made of weeds, asleep, breathing steadily...

On his side, Fengyang, the emperor who played a good show, slowly showed a successful smile, and he had to grasp the God-given opportunity!

Taking Bo Ximin into his arms, Huangfu Fengyang rested his chin on her forehead and fell asleep contentedly.

The next day, the rooster crows three times, it's time to go to the morning court....

Fengyang, the emperor who slept well, woke up first, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the face that he had been thinking about for five years, and the long-lost sense of happiness spread in his heart.

Not good!

Huangfu Fengyang saw Bo Ximin's eyelids move, knowing that she was about to wake up, he quickly closed his eyes, thinking about it later, and he would tell all the words in his heart by sleepwalking!

Just as she closed her eyes, Bo Ximin woke up, she first looked at the room, and the memories of last night slowly flooded back with the movement of her eyes.

"Min'er... Min'er..."Bo Ximin turned around when he heard the voice, and saw Huangfu Fengyang frowning tightly, his voice was eager, as if he was in a hurry to search for something?

In the dream, I punched and kicked her again?

Bo Ximin propped up his body, turned his head and moved his body, and slept really uncomfortable on this thatched bed.

The cool wind came through the window, which was wide open, and it was refreshing.

The sky was getting brighter, and even the sunlight was pouring in through the window without hesitation. The breeze is gusting and the shadows of the trees are dappled. A flame flickered in front of Bo Ximin's eyes, and Bo Ximin looked at it, it turned out that the kapok had opened, and it was in full swing!

Kapok opens, cherishes fate and cherishes people..

A saying that has been circulated among the people, it is really appropriate at this time...

In his ears, Huangfu Feng Yang called his name very worriedly, this appearance is really pitiful!

"Huangfu Fengyang, receive!" Bo Ximin ruthlessly dismantled it, grabbed her ears with his fingers, and laughed coldly: "You don't fall asleep, don't I know?" And last night, the show was really good! ”

Hiss –

"Ahem—"

That's embarrassing!

In the fourth year of Bo Xixin, the empress issued an edict to enlist Emperor Fu Feng Yang as the imperial husband, and got married half a month later!

Two days later, on a small island in Haizhou City.

Under a tall coconut tree, the ground is covered with tender green leaves, and two people holding leaves to cover their faces are comfortably sunbathing.

Suddenly, a carrier pigeon stopped beside the two, and a woman with a delicate face stretched out her slender fingers, untied the letter from the pigeon's leg, and read the words on the letter at a glance.

After reading it, she smiled faintly, and threw the letter in her hand to the person beside her: "Wei Jinyi, Min'er asked us to go back to officiate for marriage..."

"Ahh So fast! The two reconciled so quickly? Wei Jinyi, who was tanned, was extremely surprised.

And Bo Xiling, who was extremely calm, obviously expected this ending a long time ago, and was not much surprised, with a smile on his face.

"Wei Jinyi, go, go and roast a coconut crab again, and we'll go back to Beijing after eating..."

"Yes!"

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