Chapter 22 The Hand of the Son

"Li'er!"

The moonlight sprinkled on the walls of the glazed palace was even more chilly, and the road paved with smooth bluestone slabs polished by footsteps also provoked heavy cold dew and frost.

A light call containing too many complicated thoughts pierced the dead silence within the cold palace walls.

Feng Luoli stopped and turned around,

The tourmaline crown pulled up a black hair, the golden whisk was placed on the ear, and the rolling gold and dark dragon robe embroidered with the sun, moon and stars, three mountains and five mountains were gathered around the slightly thin waist, bound by a leather belt inlaid with gold and jade, and black soap boots with gold thread lines......

All of this, which used to be so majestic and heavy, awe-inspiring and fearful symbols of supreme power for Feng Luoli, is now pressed on the resolute and forbearant but still immature man in front of him.

And this he is precisely the man who has been opposite to Feng Luoli day and night, and wants to follow him wholeheartedly.

"The Emperor... Hm... Oh! No, Your Majesty! Slaves and maids see the emperor! ”

Feng Luoli hesitated for a long time, and for a while, several titles were tangled, and he was a little at a loss, not knowing how to face the man in front of him who was already the lord of the world and chose to follow.

Tuoba Jun looked at this somewhat frightened Feng Luoli, stepped forward and held her hand that was trembling a little, and the corners of his mouth curved into a soft arc.

"Li'er, between you and me, there is no need to be so ......"

The cold touch from the palm of his hand made Feng Luoli subconsciously look up at this new gentleman whose body temperature was a little colder than the moonlight.

Tuoba Jun led Feng Luoli to sit down on a stone step, looking up at the bright moon wrapped in boundless cold.

"Zong Ai's traitor killed the king twice, and the crime was monstrous. Although he has been ambushed now, there are his henchmen inside and outside the court. When I first ascended to the throne, the situation was unstable when the dynasty was unstable. Zong loves the remnants of the sins, the thief is not dead, and has been waiting for the opportunity to cause trouble, and the party of Wang Jingwen of Longxi Tu is also ready to move. The imperial court is in an eventful season right now, and I really lack skills......"

Tuoba said faintly, as if he was talking, as if he was talking to himself, and the corners of his young eyes and eyebrows were piled up with heavy worry.

Feng Luoli listened quietly, letting Tuobajun's tiredness and anxiety transition into his body one by one with the cold moonlight, without saying a word. Perhaps this is the only way to persuade him. If they hadn't undergone great changes, how could they have endured so many unbearable and acceptable sufferings at such a similar age?

"Li'er..."Tuoba Jun slowly turned his head and looked at Feng Luoli's pair of pupils like autumn water,

"The affairs of the previous dynasty must be dealt with with all my might, and there is no room for error, and the affairs of the harem will inevitably be overlooked. Zuo Zhaoyi, she ......"

Zuo Zhaoyi's matter, Tuoba Jun was guilty. The situation of the court was initially decided, and the major affairs of the military state and government were not yet secure, and he did not take into account that such a thing happened in the harem, not to mention that it happened to Zuo Zhaoyi, who was kind to him......

"My aunt's matter is the sin of clan love, and Your Majesty doesn't need to be so sad." Feng Luoli's clear and clear eyes flashed with a warm smile, "At the moment, the affairs of the previous dynasty are already critical, and Your Majesty should put the community and the people first. Besides, clearing the remnants of Zongai is the greatest comfort to my aunt. ”

"Li'er, don't you blame me?"

Tuoba Jun looked at Feng Luoli and asked with some uncertainty, no one knows Zuo Zhaoyi's position in Feng Luoli's heart better than Tuoba Jun, and looking at the world, for Feng Luoli, there is probably only Zuo Zhaoyi's relatives.

Feng Luoli shook his head slowly,

"Your Majesty, although the slave maid is a woman, she also knows the truth that state affairs are important. The Zongai party caused chaos in the government, causing many innocent and upright people to suffer for no reason. What's more, the disaster affected the harem and the aunt. Your Majesty punished the thieves, helped the community, stopped the spread of the scourge of love, saved the aunt from fire and water, and the slaves and maids should be grateful, how can you blame them? ”

Feng Luoli can understand Tuoba Jun's situation and mood at this moment, even though he is high above the surface and reigns over the world, but secretly he is in danger. His state of mind was probably the same as when Feng Luoli was beheaded by the whole house. But Feng Luoli understood better that he was not facing an ordinary man, but a king.

Tuoba Jun listened, the corners of his lips smiled, and he stretched out his hand to take Feng Luoli into his arms, what Lu Li said was true, Li'er was really a person with a blue heart and a delicate heart.

In the winter of the first year of Xing'an, Ding Wei:

"Minions, see Zhaoyi Niangniang, Miss Feng. The emperor has a decree, and the two of them immediately go to the Purple Pole Palace. ”

Early in the morning, Zhang You, the eunuch who was waiting closely beside Tuoba Jun, ran into the Qiandian with small steps and screamed,

After hearing this, Zuo Zhaoyi glanced up at Feng Luoli, who was combing his sideburns as usual, and then looked at Zhang You who was bowing down with a dignified smile on his face.

Wen Sheng said: "There is Lao Zhang's father-in-law, I don't know what the emperor summoned to the palace early in the morning?" ”

Zhang You smiled all over his face, glanced at Feng Luoli, who was tidying up Zuo Zhaoyi's clothes, and lowered his head,

Said respectfully: "Yu Zhaoyi Niangniang, as long as the emperor's servants come to deliver the decree, the other servants don't know anything." ”

"Oh?" Zuo Zhaoyi's freshly painted eyebrows were slightly raised, and her eyes swept across Zhang You's body with scrutiny,

Zuo Zhaoyi has lived in the harem for many years, and he is well versed in the survival of all kinds of people in the harem. Seeing the wind and making the rudder and falling into the well is the usual trick of the harem minions. The eunuch Zhang You in front of him is still a little young, and now he can serve in front of the emperor, and it is inevitable that his eyes will be above the top. Although the new monarch is now on the throne, the majesty of being Zhaoyi has not diminished in Zuo Zhaoyi.

"Auntie! The left and right sides of the place are also cleaned up. Since the emperor has a decree, we will go with Grandpa Zhang. It's always bad to be late. Feng Luoli stretched out his hand to straighten the bead string on Zuo Zhaoyi's chest, and said softly,

Zhang You saw that Feng Luoli opened his mouth to relieve the siege, and immediately borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and said with a respectful smile: "What the girl said is right, the soft sedan chair sent by the emperor to greet Zhaoyi Niangniang is outside the palace, please get up and get on the sedan chair!" ”

Feng Luoli's weight in the emperor's heart, Zhang You still knows. Although things in the palace are changing rapidly, this Miss Feng is a hot figure at the moment, not to mention the past friendships, I am afraid that my future will depend on her. Not only can you not be offended, but you have to give enough face in front of you.

Hearing Zhang You say this, Zuo Zhaoyi felt a little relieved, the emperor can personally send a chariot to meet each other, and it will not be a bad thing to be left and right.

Zuo Zhaoyi patted Feng Luoli's hand, smiled gently, and glanced at Zhang You again,

"Then there is Lao Zhang's father-in-law pushing the palace out."

Zhang You immediately bowed forward, "The slave obeys!" ”

When he saw the oil-colored vermilion net chariot parked in front of the hall, Zuo Zhaoyi's face showed a look of satisfaction, and Feng Luoli, who was following him, thought of what Tuoba Jun said to himself on the cold stone steps a few days ago: Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son, live and die, and walk with the son.