Yuan Hong's face did not see a trace of joy, and he slowly finished feeding the medicine in his hand, and then took the good news from the hands of the internal officials, and expanded to see that Xun was his most trusted younger brother, and Li Chong was the Hanchen he believed in the most.

"The prince's rebellion is a disaster, and now that it is finally over, what is there to be happy about?" Yuan Hong's face was gloomy, and the little eunuch couldn't see the emperor's joy and anger in his heart, so he lowered his head and didn't dare to speak.

Yuan Hong put down the good news, paced back and forth in the hall for a few steps, and said in a deep voice, "Spread my will, the crown prince Yuan Sui has misbehaved, he is close to the villain, abolish the title of the prince, demote him to a commoner, and lock him up in Heyang Noseless City, let him reflect on it." The rest of the main culprits were sent back to Luoyang for trial. ”

Feng Miao also walked down from the bed, stepped barefoot on the plush carpet, and watched the internal official walk away, before hugging Yuan Hong from behind, pasting his side face on his broad back and saying, "Sister Lin will definitely not blame the emperor for this result." She knew in her heart that although Yuan Hong had no feelings for this "son", deep down in his heart, he still didn't want to be too cruel to Lin Lang.

Yuan Hong grabbed her hand from his shoulder and sighed absently.

Among all the people involved in the rebellion, Yuan Sui's result should be regarded as the best, although without the prince's etiquette, at least food and clothing are worry-free. Before leaving, he repeatedly warned Yuan Xun to read more carefully, and write a letter asking for sin every month to be presented to the emperor. As long as the emperor still has a trace of favor for him, at least he can always save his life.

Li Cairen, who has always been unknown in the palace, is gone, and the person in charge said that he was frightened when the palace was in turmoil, and he was not treated in time, so he died of illness. In the palace collection, there is a female official who is responsible for proofreading ancient books. Just a few days later, there was news in the palace of Shiping that the newly married Princess Shiping was in poor health and needed to recuperate, and I was afraid that she would not be able to see outsiders for a while.

These things, in the mouths of palace maids and eunuchs, are just a little idle matter after tea and dinner. They lamented Li Cairen's lack of life, and soon went their own way.

What really frightened the dignitaries and dignitaries in Luoyang City was another thing. King Dongyang himself once said in public that he had an edict from death left by the Empress Dowager, and Yuan Hong did not ask about the authenticity of the edict at all, and never even mentioned it, only tortured his two sons. Every time he was interrogated, he politely and thoughtfully invited the king of Dongyang in a green gauze soft sedan chair, prepared good wine and tea for him, and let him listen to the two sons crying miserably on the other side of the curtain through a thin curtain.

I could hear the sound, but I couldn't see the situation, and the king of Dongyang had only been there three or four times, and he was already about to be unbearable. At first, he scolded loudly, but then when he saw the soft sedan chair, his wrists trembled uncontrollably. Yuan Hong did not interrogate them every day, on the contrary, after each interrogation, he would ask the best imperial doctor to treat them. Sometimes every three or five days, sometimes ten or so days, just as the wounds on their bodies were about to heal, a new nightmare would begin. Fear is the most torturous, and the days of non-interrogation are more terrible than the days of interrogation, and it was not long before the two sons of the king of Dongyang went insane.

The painful King of Dongyang finally couldn't bear to beg Yuan Hong for mercy, and would rather die, but Yuan Hong always said politely, "How dare I?" The king of Dongyang is an important minister of the country, and when such a thing happens, most of them are deceived by someone, and I haven't even deposed your title, how can I kill you. ”

The relatives and nobles of the clan finally saw the ruthless side of Yuan Hong, and with the experience of King Dongyang, no one dared to be dissatisfied with the new policy.

Only Feng Miao knew that Yuan Hong's illness would still flare up from time to time, and the pain was getting more and more intense and unbearable. Every once in a while, Mrs. Li would ask Li Chong to bring some new prescriptions, sometimes effective, sometimes ineffective.

Every time he got sick, he didn't want anyone else to see it, so he only let Feng Miao accompany him, talk to him or sing him a song. Feng Miao always likes to talk about how fierce he was in the past, every time he survived the illness, he would knead her slender fingertips and say, "Yes, I didn't treat you well enough in the past, and the days ahead are still very long, I will slowly compensate you." ”

Feng Miao always smiled and agreed, but tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, "It's not not good enough, it's very bad, you have to compensate me for many, many years." ”

Yuan Hong's illness could not be known to outsiders, so Feng Miao began to learn to handle political affairs for him. At first, she just looked at the recital for Yuan Hong, wrote down the draft opinions on a small piece of paper, and read them when Yuan Hong felt better. Gradually, Yuan Hong also began to deliberately guide her on how to balance the forces in the court. The art of the emperor is nothing more than the word "weighing", sometimes praise is humiliation, sometimes denigration is protection.

Feng Miaoben is a good reader of history books, and she is very intelligent, and it didn't take long for the opinions she drafted to be revised by Yuan Hong, and most of them could be issued directly.

When he was busy, Feng Miao would also half-jokingly tell him, "The emperor is not afraid, I deceived all these great rivers and mountains?" Yuan Hong wrapped his arms around her from behind, held her soft little hands, and ticked out a few promoted names on the recital, "Everything about me can be shared with you." ”

He blew lightly in Feng Miao's ear, "Miao'er, I want to send all the other concubines home, allow them to marry each other, and then welcome you as the queen of the middle palace." ”

Feng Miao only let out an "oh" and turned her face away. Yuan Hong's voice was inexplicably a little nervous, "Miao'er, are you unhappy?" He turned Feng Miao's body, only to see her eyes crooked, and said with a playful smile, "The emperor said a few days ago that the more capable courtiers are, the more they must put on a straight face, so that they can't guess what the emperor thinks, and they will be more sincere and afraid." I'll try first, but it won't work. ”

Yuan Hong smiled dumbly, "Church apprentice, starve the master, it's really not bad at all, you little conscienceless thing." ”

Gao Huan did seem to be a lot more settled, and in order to prevent him from doing anything bad, Yuan Hong assigned ten Yulin guards to guard him, and only allowed him to decoct and deliver medicine. Every time he came to Huayin Palace, there were guards who were always watching, and he only looked at Feng Miao with a pair of green eyes, as if there were many, many words in his heart, but he couldn't say a word.

The old things that have been accumulated in the past have also been settled one by one. Yuan Hong imprisoned the princess sent by the Southern Dynasty and the people who accompanied him to send him back, on the grounds that the princess did not abide by women's morals.

Chuntong's suicide in the Shen Punishment Center also has a result. The inspection said that Chuntong did commit suicide, she was a maid bought by Gao Zhaorong before entering the palace, and the elderly grandmother and young brother of the family were supported by Gao Zhaorong. If she is obedient, her family will not only be safe, but she will also have food and clothing, and if she is disobedient, she will naturally affect her relatives at home.

In that case, she was probably worried that she would not be able to survive the torture and told everything Gao Zhaorong had done, so she chose to commit suicide with bamboo chopsticks. Feng Miao couldn't bear it, so she asked someone to take some money and send it to her home, only saying that Chuntong had made a mistake in the palace, so that the family didn't have to wait for her news anymore.

The palace gradually settled down, and Feng Miao wanted to take Huai'er out of the Hualin Annex. She was very worried, she hadn't seen her for nearly half a year, and she didn't know if Huai'er would no longer recognize her. The corpse had already returned from outside the palace and helped her comb her hair and change her clothes. But Feng Miao felt that this dress was too gorgeous, and she was afraid that Huai'er would not like it, so after thinking about it again and again, she still changed to the most ordinary goose yellow dress, which was the one that Feng Miao wore most often when Huai'er lived in Huayin Palace.

In the winding path of the Hualin Annex, in the red-pillar gold-roofed palace near the lake, Yuan Huai is sitting on the plush carpet to write and play. He still doesn't know how to hold a pen, so he can only open his five fingers and hold the pen in its entirety.

Feng Miao didn't even dare to blink, he looked at the little man fixedly, he had grown up a lot, he still loved to laugh so much, and he could giggle and play for a long time by himself. Feng Miao tentatively stretched out his hand and called "Huai'er", but the little man sitting on the ground didn't seem to hear it, he didn't react, and after waiting for a while, he suddenly stood up with his lotus-like arms on the ground, and ran into the side hall with a few steps.

The indescribable sense of loss almost made Feng Miao unsteady on her feet, and Huai'er didn't want to see her so much. "Pack up Huai'er's things, and take them directly to Huayin Hall later," she turned to the nurse and instructed, "Coax Huai'er over, don't invite him to cry......"

As she was talking, Huai'er had already walked out of the side hall with a large bag of things in her hand, and called out timidly "Mother Concubine". Feng Miao heard the child's voice, but she couldn't believe it, she stepped forward cautiously, squatted down and asked, "Huai'er...... Are you calling me? ”

As soon as Yuan Huai's little hand was loosened, all the things he was holding fell to the ground, there were small slingshots, sun-dried leaves, and snacks that he had bitten in...... He opened his little hand to wrap his arms around Feng Miao's neck, "Mother...... Mother ...... Huai'er won't make you sleep anymore, don't kick Huai'er out......"

Is it her blood child...... Feng Miao hugged him violently, tears fell on the back of her hand, and she murmured, "Be good Huai'er, the mother concubine will never let you leave again, never again......"

Returning to Huayin Palace, Huai'er was so excited that she refused to be honest in Feng Miao's arms, and had to come down and go by herself. As soon as he let him down, he rushed into Feng Miao's dormitory and shouted, "I want to sleep with my mother tonight!" ”

Lingshu teased him on the side, "But when the emperor comes, he has to sleep with Zhaoyi Niangniang, what can I do?" This question stumped Yuan Huai, a pair of delicate eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and he didn't even eat much for dinner, and finally crossed his waist and said loudly, "This is my mother's concubine, and my father should go to his own concubine to sleep with!" ”

The whole room was smiling, and a few rough palace maids went out with their stomachs covered, saying that they remembered that the flowers in the garden had not yet been watered. Feng Miao hugged Yuan in her lap and coaxed him to say, "In the future, the mother concubine will accompany Huai'er every day." ”

As he was talking, a little eunuch hurriedly walked to the door and knelt down, "Zhaoyi Niangniang, the emperor announced that you should go to the Taiji Palace." ”

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