When Honeysuckle said this, Feng Miao was also stunned, how could this Rouran man invite Tuoba Yao to find a way to get out of the > for him

When Feishuang was in the palace, she was the palace maid who handled the affairs of Tuoba Yao, and after she arrived at the Danyang Palace, she was always in charge of the princess. She skillfully took Huikong's hand, asked about the incense in the temple, and asked the maidservant to carry in several boxes of things and send them directly into Huikong's room.

It's obviously the first time they've met, but Feishuang can chat with Huikong very affectionately. By the time she left, Huikong had already followed her diligently, and said with a smile, "If there is anything in the house that needs to be chanted, the girl just speaks." ”

"That's natural, and when the time comes, you will inevitably have to trouble Shitai. Today's matter is just a subordinate of a horse seller, but in the end it is not very glorious, so it is better not to disturb the purity of Buddhism. Feishuang said meaningfully.

"Yes, yes," Huikong hurriedly agreed, "no one else will know about this anymore, please rest assured, girl." ”

Honeysuckle vividly relayed this situation to Feng Miao, and pursed her lips disdainfully, with some disbelief in Feishuang's clever mouth.

Feng Miao followed Feishuang from a distance, watching her take the soft man down the mountain. Feishuang saluted a black-robed man standing with his hands in his hands, and through the overlapping shadows of the trees, he couldn't see the black-robed man's face clearly, only vaguely saw him raise his foot and kick the man who was following Feishuang, kicking the originally tall and soft man back a few steps, and his back was hitting a pine tree. The black-robed man was obviously very angry, raised his feet and left, and the soft man rubbed his chest, but he didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly followed with his head down.

Those two people had some skills, and Feng Miao didn't dare to look at them more, for fear that they would find out their whereabouts. She connected these scattered people and things, and gradually connected them into a clear line. Rouran received Luo Buzhen Khan quietly entered Pingcheng, but his subordinates went to the mountain temple to seek pleasure, causing trouble, and it was inconvenient for him to come forward, so he went to find Tuoba Yao's maid to ask for someone.

He originally had affection for Tuoba Yao, and Rouran didn't have the concept of starting from the beginning, even if Tuoba Yao was married, it didn't prevent him from continuing to approach. However, the true khan of the Luo Department is not an amorous seed who loves beauty and does not love the country, and he must have a more important purpose when he came to Pingcheng from afar.

Rouran has been suppressed by the force of the Great Wei for a long time, and the Khan of Rouran hopes more than anyone that the dragon seat of the Great Wei is an ignorant young child. In all dynasties, the accession of the young lord has always been full of troubles. It is imperative to inform Tuoba Hong of this matter as soon as possible.

Feng Miao was ordered to practice, but he couldn't help but communicate with the outside of the temple. After thinking about it, she wrote a letter to the abbot, asking her to pass it on to the king of Changli, saying that when she left the palace, she had vowed to embroider the Buddha statue with her hair. Now that I am in better health, I want to ask the palace to send someone to send some plain silk and embroidery frames. No matter who comes, she will find a way to deliver the message.

The letter was sent out for a few days, but there was no news. For several nights, Feng Miao tossed and turned on the bed. The bed in Qingyan Temple is naturally not as good as the bed in the palace, and it squeaks when it turns over. Honeysuckle endured and endured, and finally couldn't help but get up, leaned over to Feng Miao's side and said, "You're thinking about him." ”

Feng Miao smiled and said nothing, she was indeed thinking about Tuoba Hong, but it was not what Honeysuckle said.

"Lady, in fact, the slave has always wanted to say, you just think too much." Unconsciously, Honeysuckle reverted to the title he had when he was in the palace, "Although the slave is not very smart, it is clear that the emperor is very good to you, and it is different from other concubines and concubines." ”

Feng Miao sighed abruptly, since the child was gone, she had tried not to think about anything related to him. She also knew that if Tuoba Hong didn't want her child, there would naturally be a thousand and one ways to coax her into drinking medicine and having a miscarriage. But she had seen how Tuoba Hong protected Lin Lang, she didn't want to compare with Lin Lang, but if Tuoba Hong had a little bit to take her to heart, how could he not even know that the decoction was mixed with a strong abortion potion?

"Lady, that day's medicine was originally fried by slaves and maids," Honeysuckle bit her nails, and even spoke with difficulty, "Later, Xiao Langjun came and said that he would decoct the medicine for you with his own hands." The emperor was very happy when he came up, and praised Xiao Langjun a few words, from beginning to end, the emperor has never touched the medicine bowl......"

By the cold moonlight, Feng Miao stared at Honeysuckle in a daze, "You said that the medicine was fried by my brother?" ”

Honeysuckle couldn't bear it in his heart, but he still nodded after all, "Yes, something happened later, and the slave felt that this little life must not be saved." But the lady shed a lot of blood, and even the piece of the bed tent hanging on the ground was stained red, and the person was in a coma and talking nonsense. It was because you called 'honeysuckle' that the emperor announced that I was serving, and I didn't pursue it later. ”

"Damaging the emperor's heir has always been a big deal, but the slave maid and Xiao Langjun are still safe and sound...... "Honeysuckle paused, and then continued, "The lady has been in a coma all night, and the pain is so bad that she wants to bite her own hand." The emperor was afraid that the lady would hurt himself, so he held the lady with one hand and put the other hand in the lady's mouth, but the emperor didn't say a word, and no one was allowed to approach except the slave and maid. Lady, the slave maid is indeed not smart, but the slave maid always feels that if he doesn't love the lady, how can the emperor endure such a misunderstanding? ”

Feng Miao's heart shook violently, she had thought of many possibilities, and even thought that he might really be afraid that he would have to worry about his life when he gave birth, so he gave up the child that had already taken shape, but she never thought that the truth would be like this. She remembered that every time Tuoba Hong saw his brother, he would smile and say, "I just like his blank paper", but every time he said this, his eyes always lingered on Feng Miao's face, as if to catch the smile that flashed through her because of this compliment.

Love the house and the black, but that's it.

Feng Miao shook her head as if she flinched, "I don't even know what I like." The memories related to him were all painful, so painful that she didn't want to remember them anymore.

Honeysuckle stroked his forehead, "Lady, the slave doesn't know any profound truths, but the slave knows that if you like it, when you see him, everything is good, and when you can't see him, you can't eat the delicacies of the mountains and seas." Speaking of this, her stomach actually "gurgled" very cooperatively.

Feng Miao couldn't help laughing, but when she thought about it, her heart seemed to be stirring with the sound of the river rushing endlessly, and she couldn't calm down. She walked to the window, picked up the pen by the moonlight, and wrote a line of small words on the table, both to see the gentleman, full of joy, to see the mountain is the mountain, and the water is the water; If you don't see a gentleman, you are always worried, and you look at the mountains and not the mountains, and the water is not the water.

Honeysuckle also leaned over to take a look, but only recognized the word "mountain" and the word "water". Feng Miao remembered that she was hungry and took her to the stove room to find something to eat.

Pushing open the door, the moonlight covered the path in front of the door with a layer of frost and snow. The mountains in the distance rose silently, and not even a single birdsong could be heard in the forest. I don't know if I have never seen such a quiet night before, or if the doubts accumulated in my heart have finally been swept away, Feng Miao took a deep breath of the mountain air, only to feel full of peace, and there is nothing to fear.

The two of them tiptoed to the edge of the stove room, and were about to enter, when they suddenly caught a glimpse of the south mountain house that seemed to be still lit. Feng Miao remembered Mrs. Li who lived in the mountain house, so she took Honeysuckle's hand and told her to go with her to thank Mrs. Li.

Honeysuckle walked into the stove room, made two simple green vegetables, and heated three bowls of rice porridge with clear soup and little water, and held it on a poplar tray, planning to send it to Mrs. Li.

Feng Miao remembered that Mrs. Li had some strange temper, and motioned for Honeysuckle to stop first, and stepped forward to knock on the door herself.

As soon as her hand was raised, the door of the mountain house suddenly opened, and Mrs. Li stood inside the door, still wearing a hat covering her face with a veil. Feng Miao was startled and took a few steps back before standing firmly.

Mrs. Li still said in that mountain wind whimpering voice, "You have wheezing, and your breathing is shorter than others, and I know it's you as soon as I hear it." She called Feng Miao and Honeysuckle in, and the action room returned to the dignified and elegant when they first met.

Feng Miao turned around and beckoned Honeysuckle to come in, Honeysuckle put down the poplar tray and saluted Mrs. Li, "Thank you for the old lady's rescue." ”

Mrs. Li just let out a faint "um", looked at the clothes spread out on the bed, and did not speak. Honeysuckle heard Feng Miao talk about Mrs. Li's situation, and stood up straight and waited to the side.

Feng Miao looked at the bed and saw dozens of men's clothes spread out on the bed, from the clothes worn by a one-year-old baby to the clothes of a twenty-year-old young man. Every year's clothes are just one Xianbei style and one Han style, the stitches are fine and neat, and the clothes are clean and new, as if they have never been worn. Feng Miao picked up a child's dress and rubbed it on the palm of her hand. If her child could be born, she should also wear a little dress like this, and ask her to hold it hand in hand.

This time, Mrs. Li was not angry, but said with a smile, "Do you have children too?" ”

"No ......" Feng Miao's heart was gloomy, and she put the dress back in its place.

"My child was taken away by someone else as soon as he was born," Mrs. Li sighed faintly, "I make him a Han costume and a Xianbei men's costume every year, but unfortunately he never wears it." She saw Feng Miao staring at the little dress, and said with a smile, "The child's father is from Xianbei, and I am from Han." ”

In the same mood as a mother, Feng Miao suddenly felt very sad, and remembered that her aunt didn't know where she was, she fell silently on Mrs. Li's lap, her loosely tied hair hanging down on the side of her shoulder, like a daughter lying on her mother's lap.

Mrs. Li's body stiffened, and she slowly stretched out her hand and stroked her hair, "Good boy, if you are usually fine, you can come and sit here with me." Your body is too damaged, and if you don't take care of it well, you will never be able to be a mother. ”

From this night on, Feng Miao would come to visit Mrs. Li when she had free time. Intuition told her that Mrs. Li's origin was not as simple as she said, but since people didn't want to mention it, it was inconvenient for her to ask more.

Feng Miao thought about sending the letter, and secretly thought that maybe the Changli Mansion couldn't care about her, the daughter who had abandoned the palace, and had to think of other ways. As soon as I came out of the mountain house where Mrs. Li lived that day, I saw Huikong hurriedly running towards her, and her face changed to a flattering look, "Please come with me to the front yard, someone has come to see you." ”

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