Feng Luoli wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and closed the letter, "This year's autumn seems to be heavier, why is it so cold and biting at the beginning of autumn?" ”

"It's September, so why is it autumn? Queen Mother, you are heartbroken for Princess Shanggu's marriage, I can't remember tonight or night! ”

Feng Luoli smiled, it is indeed good that Mingzhu can have a good home, who wants to Tuoba Mingzhu is actually Su Shi, who was the secretary of the Ministry at the time, and he doesn't care that Su Shi married a wife and died early, so he said that he would marry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Fortunately, Feng Luoli knew Su Shi's personality, and Mingzhu's mother Xuanzhen was also very satisfied, so she naturally wanted to make decisions for Tuoba Mingzhu, so she gave her a decree to marry.

Now An Le is far away in Sizhou, Mingxia doesn't know where she is, Mingzhu is married again, and there is a lot of sadness in this palace.

"Niangniang, the slave maid heard that the emperor ordered the king of Jinan to return to Beijing today, and they all said that the king of Jinan is in the two states of Qingdao and Hebei, and he is well governed and loved by the people, and the emperor wants to reward him again, I don't know if it's true or not?"

Murong Baiyao was sent to Qingji Prefecture for less than a year, and the emperor called him back to Beijing.

"Melodious!" "The slave is here!" Feng Luoli looked at the melodiousness of the almost invisible person, "You go and check if there has been any turmoil in the court in and out of the court recently, and also inquire about Bai Yao's whereabouts." ”

Melodious nodded, "Okay!" With that, he disappeared into the night.

The weather is getting colder and colder, Feng Luoli is even more reluctant to go out, it is easy to encounter good weather, Taixue does not need Feng Luoli to stare at it every day, Qingcao persuaded Feng Luoli to come out for a walk several times, for fear that she would be bored in the Taihe Palace.

Although there is no pleasant color in the palace in autumn, the ginkgo trees transplanted in the palace a few years ago fall one after another in autumn, and the small golden fan-shaped leaves fall one after another, which is worth seeing.

Walking to the rockery, hearing Tuoba Mingyue's sharp voice, knowing that she was complaining to Fuqu Xiana again, Feng Luoli signaled Qingcao not to make a sound, and wanted to turn around and leave, not wanting Tuoba Mingyue's words to stop her.

"Mother! Do you know what the arrogance of Wan Anguo has become now? It's okay if you don't treat me respectfully, he knows that the mother concubine has no status in the palace and doesn't take you seriously at all, and the daughter is angry and wants to reason with him, but do you know what he told me a few days ago? Don't say it's you, even if it's the Queen Mother in a few days, he won't have anything to be afraid of?! ”

The first half of the sentence said that the frustrated Qu Xiana couldn't hold it on her face, but after listening to the second half of the sentence, the frustrated Qu Xia Na couldn't help but reach out to cover Tuoba Mingyue's mouth, "Ancestor! You don't want to die! You don't want to live, I still want to live. What kind of place is this, the Imperial Palace! Others don't know, don't you know? In this palace, the Queen Mother is the only one who says it. You don't talk about those bastard words, you husband and wife talk about it behind closed doors, don't come to the palace to embarrass me! ”

"Mother, listen to me, Wan Anguo didn't sound like a joke when he said this, and what did he say about Sizhou......"

"That's it! Come on! Jian'er is about to end school, I'll pick up Jian'er, you can go back if you have nothing to do! If you're already married, don't run to the palace all the time! Frustrated Xiu Xiana impatiently interrupted Tuoba Mingyue's explanation and raised her feet to leave.

"Jane! Jane! There is only Jane in your heart, when will you have my daughter! I still have a dead or crazy mother......" Tuoba Mingyueqi, who couldn't be comforted by Frustrated Xiu Xiana, stomped his feet, and his speech naturally lost his weight.

Qingcao looked at Feng Luoli's expression, frowned unconsciously, and thought to herself that she was a dignified princess, how could she speak so imperceptibly, and she was not afraid of losing her identity as a princess, and she looked down on Tuoba Mingyue a little more.

"Calyx is looking for a clever one to find out why the princess is bothered." Feng Luoli's expression was faint, and then he looked at the palace not far away, "The mourning family is a little tired, go back to the palace!" ”

Qingcao nodded, "Yes!" ”

In the evening, the person sent by Qingcao to inquire came back and told the original information of the inquiry. After hearing this, Qingcao opened the curtain and walked into the inner hall where Feng Luoli was secretly recuperating.

"Queen Mother, there's news!"

"Hmm!" Feng Luoli responded lightly.

"A few days ago, the princess and the concubine quarreled, and the concubine said in a hurry that he had calmed Sizhou in a few days, and said that it was the princess, even the queen mother was not good!"

"Qingji Erzhou?!" Feng Luoli opened his eyes and looked at Qingcalyx, "Has Wan Anguo made any moves in the past few days?" ”

"Wan Anguo is nothing, it's just that the five hundred dead soldiers raised in his house are gone. The slave maid has already sent someone to investigate, and she has also sent news to Qingling, asking her to find out the whereabouts of the dead man from Wan Anguo's mouth. ”

A faint uneasiness came out of his heart, and Feng Luoli couldn't help but shake his hand, "Melodious?" Any news? ”

Qingcao shook her head, "I haven't heard from her yet, Melodious acting is always different from ordinary people, she is skilled, you don't have to worry!" "Qingcao also sensed that something was wrong, Sizhou was the place where the king of Dongping Tuoba was happy, didn't Wan Anguo want to attack the prince?

"Qingcao, you sent Wang Yu out of the palace overnight! Send the mourning handwritten letter to the old general's mansion, and be sure to hand it over to the old general in person! The more Feng Luoli thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, and hurriedly wrote a handwritten letter ordering Qingcao to be handed over to Wang Yu to be sent to Tuoba Pi's mansion.

On the second day, the uneasiness in Feng Luoli's heart was even stronger, and he only felt that something was going to happen, until he appeared in the Taihe Hall at the beginning of the night.

"Queen Mother! Mother, mother! Hurry up and save ......" Melodious suddenly knelt in front of Feng Luoli, ignoring the bleeding wounds on his body, and directly begged Feng Luoli to save people.

Feng Luoli was shocked and stood up suddenly, "Is there something wrong with An Le?" ”

Qingcao hurriedly stepped forward to bandage Melodious Yang, but was pushed away by Melodious Yang, "It's Lord Murong... The emperor wants to kill him... The killing order has been issued, and it is in the suburban station! It's too late! ”

"What?!"

"Queen Mother!" At this time, Wang Yu trotted in, and was shocked when he saw the melodious bloodstains all over his body, but he didn't dare to forget the business, "Qingling is here!" ”

"Say!" "Those five hundred dead soldiers went to the Beijing suburb station, not Sizhou!"

Feng Luoli suddenly understood that Wan Anguo was targeting Murong Baiyao instead of Tuoba Anle, and couldn't help clenching his fists, "Wang Yu passed on the edict of mourning and ordered Ning Yuan's general Li Fan to lead 10,000 elite soldiers to the outskirts of Beijing to Qinwang!" The fateful stone reorganized the forbidden army of 1,000, and immediately went to the Beijing suburb post station with the mourning family! ”

"Yes!"

Feng Luoli abandoned the car and rode a horse, and arrived at the post station on the outskirts of Beijing in less than half an hour, and the forbidden army led by Su Shi immediately cleared out the dead soldiers on the periphery, because of the appearance of Tuoba Hong, he did not kill other dead soldiers. (To be continued.) )