Just when the Empress Dowager thought that she was in her hands, Ren Cheng Wang Tuoba Cheng tried her best to oppose the establishment of the new king, the king of the city was already older, and he was very prestigious, and he had some prestige among the princes of the clan, even in front of the empress dowager, the words were very polite, "The emperor just didn't know where he went for a while, how did he get to the point of welcoming the new king?" If the crown prince ascends the throne today, and the emperor comes back tomorrow, how should this be calculated? ”

One sentence made everyone speechless, and King Ren Cheng still didn't give up, and asked angrily, "Besides, if the crown prince ascends the throne, your title is not good." Do you want to call the Empress Dowager, or the Empress Dowager? Is there such a thing? ”

The Empress Dowager's face was pale, and it was not good to reprimand King Ren Cheng in person. He was already a veteran of the Three Dynasties, and he knew everything about the Empress Dowager's old affairs, and he ridiculed her for not wanting to return the government to the emperor of the Tuoba clan.

Returning to the warm pavilion, the Empress Dowager hurriedly called Aunt Cui Xuan Li Chong and begged him to help persuade King Rencheng. Because Xiao Shizi likes Sinology, King Ren Cheng has become more and more willing to associate with Han courtiers in recent years, especially with Li Chong.

Not long after Aunt Cui went, Li Chong came. He saluted the Empress Dowager as usual, and even when there were no outsiders, he was meticulous. When the Empress Dowager stepped forward to pull the sleeve of his robe, Li Chong took a half-step back a little unnaturally, avoiding her hand.

The Empress Dowager was also a little unhappy, and she herself didn't know why she was becoming more and more impatient now and unwilling to deal with others. She turned around and walked back to the Hu bed and sat down, and said in the usual tone when she met with her subordinates, "The mourning family knows that you are worried about Hong'er, and the mourning family is his grandmother, and they are also worried about him, so they have sent people to search around." Since the mourning family is the empress dowager, they can't think about the entire Great Wei and set up a new monarch earlier, so as not to cause trouble. ”

"I only want to ask you one thing," Li Chong suddenly spoke, pointing a finger straight in front of the Empress Dowager, and even forgot the distinction between monarchs and ministers, "When the Shangyang Palace caught fire and Yuan Rou died tragically, did you do it?" ”

On the empress dowager's tense face, a crack suddenly flashed: "You dare to question the mourning family?" Her chest rose and fell sharply, the anger in her heart became stronger and stronger, and she stood up suddenly, "Li Yuanrou has been dead for almost twenty years, and you still can't forget her, and you want to fight against the mourning family for her?!" ”

Li Chong realized that he was out of shape at this time, withdrew his outstretched hand in the air, and his tone was slightly soothed, "The minister only wants to know the truth." ”

"The truth?" The Empress Dowager sneered again and again, "Can't you see it yourself, can't you hear it?" In the past 20 years, the mourning family has worked hard to support, what is it for? The mourning family is guarding this thousands of miles for your sweetheart's husband and son! Her hand waved wildly on the table, and a whole set of celadon tea sets fell to the ground, shattering into countless pieces.

As soon as the three words "sweetheart" were spoken, they were like spikes born in the flesh, drawing a bottomless ravine between the two.

Li Chong felt a little unbearable in his heart, he had known each other for decades, and he had also seen with his own eyes the thunderous means of the Empress Dowager when she killed the ministers, and knew how difficult it was for her to sit in the highest position in the world as a woman. When he spoke again, his voice was a little hoarse...... I just hope to be honest with the Empress Dowager and not to deceive and lie. ”

"Don't lie to lie?" The Empress Dowager looked directly at the man opposite, rumors about them spread throughout Pingcheng, only the two of them knew in their hearts that they had never taken the last step, "But when you first came to find the mourning family, you lied, you said that Li Yuanrou is your sister, let the mourning family take care of her in the palace." ”

Li Chong has nothing to say, he and Li Yuanrou have the same surname but different clans, because of the chance encounter when they were running horses in the suburbs, they secretly fell in love. But in the Han family, they have always adhered to the custom of "not marrying with the same surname". In order to break up the lovers, Li Yuanrou's father did everything possible to send her to the palace and became the favorite Mrs. Li of the first emperor.

"The minister believes in the Empress Dowager," Li Chong's tone finally softened, "but please wait for another five days, if the emperor's whereabouts are still unknown after five days, the minister will support the crown prince's accession to the throne." In these five days, please ask the Empress Dowager to send people to search for the whereabouts of the emperor. ”

Separated by a mountain, Tuoba Hong and Feng Miao were still trapped in the tomb of Wannian Hall. The whole hall is made of stone, and the more you go to night, the colder it gets. The coldness, as if peeking through a crack in the stone, leaves people with nowhere to hide. Feng Miao shrank in Tuoba Hong's arms, still feeling cold. Takubahong grabbed her cold fingertips and put them on his chest to cover.

If you were an ordinary person and were locked up in such a place where there was neither light nor sound, I am afraid that you would not be able to go crazy after one night. But although the personalities of these two people are very different, they are both equally optimistic and fateful, and they do not feel trapped and hopeless at all, but enjoy the time alone at the moment.

Tuoba Hong remembered that the night before he came with the Empress Dowager, he had arranged a crossbowman in the tomb to dig according to the direction in his memory, and he actually dug up the rest of the food and water from under the sand. Probably because the time was urgent and the light was dim, those people hurriedly tied up Feng Miao and left, without having time to carefully search the entire tomb. He divided things into small portions, and every once in a while he ate a small portion with Feng Miao.

When there was nothing else to do, the two of them turned out of the coffin bed and sat on the sand and talked.

"If it weren't for a place like this, the sand would be so comfortable." Feng Miao held the fine sand in her hand, feeling it slip between her fingers. She suddenly remembered something, leaned on Tuoba Hong's arm and said, "Why don't we guess who trapped us here?" ”

Tuoba Hong had been thinking silently in his heart for a long time, and then said with a smile, "This person must meet three conditions, the first is that there must be someone familiar with the construction around him, and the position that binds you is just the position that can touch the mechanism of the tomb." Second, he is quite powerful in the court, and although it is not difficult to set up this bureau, he needs to be familiar with my habits and palace rituals. As for the third one, he must have a grudge against me, and he can't wait to break my body into pieces. He didn't meet me at all, but just trapped me here and told me to wait for death. ”

Feng Miao rubbed the fine sand with his hand, "But I can't think of anyone who meets these three conditions at the same time, perhaps, this thing is not done by one person, but by several people uniting, some people take revenge, and some people benefit." ”

She was too pretentious, and her soft forehead hair swept across Tuobahong's chin, and when she couldn't see anything, the soft touch was exceptionally clear.

"Miao'er...... Miao'er ......" Tuoba Hong grabbed her hand and called her name repeatedly, one voice lowering the other.

"Huh?" Feng Miao was still thinking about the three conditions just now, and agreed a little absentmindedly.

Tuoba Hong lowered his head, and was about to take her lips in the darkness, but suddenly changed his mind, his fingers were along the collarbone under her neck, and he asked in a low voice, "Miao'er, are you cold?" Feng Miao didn't know what he was thinking, so he casually agreed, "It's okay." ”

"At night, this chamber gets even colder. Let me see if your clothes are falling apart......" Tuobahong's fingers slid all the way down, drawing a circle across her chest. Where my fingers walked, there was a tingle of itching.

Feng Miao was startled by this strange but familiar touch, and she couldn't see anything in front of her, but she seemed to vaguely see a lot of things, the hot spring pool behind the Sogo Palace, and the soft brush tube on the rosewood case in the main hall...... Her body trembled involuntarily, and she buried her head deeper, not daring to move.

"Miao'er, why are your fingers so cold, and will your toes be so cold?" Before she could reply, Tuoba Hong had already expertly hooked off the silk shoes on her feet, grasped the tips of her feet with his hands, and kneaded them gently. Slightly calloused fingers, circling back and forth on her tiny toes.

It was as if there were hundreds of small insects crawling from the tips of their toes to all parts of their bodies. Feng Miao wanted to push forward Bahong, but he didn't actually do anything excessive.

"Miao'er, your feet are so small," Tuoba Hong's fingers gradually walked upward, "The calves are so cold, and they are not cold?" Well? What he said was the most ordinary thing, but I don't know what's going on, listening to it in this empty tomb, Feng Miao always felt that the voice was low and bewildering, like a whirlpool to suck her whole.

The rough touch of her fingers moved all the way up, stopping between her legs, still gently and slowly teasing. Feng Miao was embarrassed to close her legs, but clamped his fingers tightly.

Tuoba Hong chuckled and whispered in her ear, "Don't be nervous, Miao'er, I'll be good to you." He turned over violently and pressed Feng Miao under him, the movement of his hand did not stop, but the burning lips landed accurately on her chest, and the tip of his tongue stirred the soft and green plumpness.

Feng Miao's mind was dizzy, her body had already become a puddle of spring water, and the fine sand under her body seemed to flow again, making her sink deeply. She hasn't figured out the current situation yet, she was obviously talking well just now, why did she become like this in a blink of an eye?

Tuoba Hong felt that her body was tense, and his heart became more and more pityful, he loved Feng Miao's youth and sensitivity very much, and he was more patient at this time. At the end of his nose was a faint girl's fragrance, he copied Feng Miao's waist and hugged her tightly in his arms, "Miao'er, if you don't want to, then ......"

Feng Miao was speechless, and only gently hooked Tuoba Hong's finger with her little finger. This subtle touch surprised Tuoba Hong, who gently parted her legs. Feng Miao hadn't been in trouble for a long time, and this time she let out a soft exhalation in pain, and her mouth gasped again and again.

"Miao'er, believe me." Takubahiro kissed her lightly and shallowly on the center of her brow, soothing her nervousness. He felt every slight change in Feng Miao's body, remembered those sensitive positions, and repeatedly provoked and teased.

She was as helpless as a boat floating on the sea, but the most violent wind and waves were clearly him, and he threw the boat high again and again. She had nowhere to hide, but to cling firmly to his shoulders and calling him "Hong...... Brother Hong......"

There seemed to be countless bright fireworks suddenly blooming in front of him, Feng Miao trembled, let out a long, sharp moan from his mouth, and his fingers tightened Tuoba Hong's arm. With this coquettish moan, a joy that had never been seen before rolled up like a tide, unlike any previous thanks.

Sweat soaked his body and stained it with fine sand. Tuoba Hong hugged her tightly to his chest, and in this mother-like darkness, only the most primitive feelings remained. He bit on Feng Miao's small and delicate earlobe, and was swallowed up by the boundless waves with her.

The people sent out by the Empress Dowager to search for Tuoba Hong were all transferred from the hands of relatives and nobles who had long been dissatisfied with the emperor, and she also deliberately sent the Shiping King Tuoba to be in charge of the palace guards. I searched for two days and two nights in a row, but I found nothing.

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