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Feng Miao smiled dumbly, it turned out that Miss Feng Qing was still thinking about who could win more of Tuoba Hong's approval from this matter, and the key to opening this predicament was Li Chong, and the person who went to deliver the message to Li Chong would definitely be mentioned by him in front of the emperor afterwards.

"I don't want to take this credit from you," Feng Miao lowered her head and thought about all the details again, "It's just that it's inconvenient for me to show up now, and I want to enter the cemetery, and it's not convenient for you to ......."

Feng Qing snorted, "What's inconvenient?" You pretend to be Li Rongyu's maidservant and let her take you in. After discovering the whereabouts of the Empress Dowager and the emperor, there is no need to pass it on anymore, just let Li Rongyu find a way to inform Lord Li. ”

This is indeed a good idea, once it is related to his own vital interests, Feng Qing immediately becomes thoughtful.

Feng Miao nodded, before going out, she still felt a little uneasy, turned around and said to Feng Qing, "Use your sedan chair to send me to Yu's residence, and ask Yuye to accompany me to cover people's eyes." She picked up a paper palace fan from the table, covered half of her face, and said to Feng Qing with a slightly sly smile, "Miss Feng, I kindly remind you that if you don't send the glass beads to Lord Li, your maid will not necessarily say anything if she is outside." ”

Feng Qing's face changed suddenly, Yu Ye was the closest palace maid by her side, if Yu Ye was beaten into a trick and made up any accusations at will, she couldn't help others not believe it.

"As long as you send the beads, I guarantee that your maid won't say anything that shouldn't be said," Feng Miao took the palace fan in her hand and ripped it open with a "hiss", "And you remember, just like this palace fan, no matter how good things are, they must adapt to the season." Without the scorching sun, no matter how beautifully made the fan, it will not be used. If you leave the emperor, no matter how noble the concubine is, she can only die of loneliness. ”

She knew that Feng Qing was a vacillating person, and he dared to do anything when he was ruthless, but his mind could change at any time because of a trivial matter. As a last resort, Feng Miao could only half threaten and half intimidate, and asked Feng Qing to deliver the beads.

Tuoba Yao had already left first, rushing to the residence of the prince of the distant branch of the clan to ask the king of Guangyang to transfer troops. Feng Miao covered her face with a white veil, and with the support of Yuye, she boarded the sedan chair that Feng Qing was riding in. Behind her, Feng Qing pinched the smooth beads as if he wanted to pinch them into powder.

"Feng Miao, don't be complacent," Feng Qing focused his resentful gaze on the sedan chariot in the distance, "I said it, once I trample you under my feet, I won't give you a chance to turn over." As long as the emperor can return safely, I can make him have only me in his heart. ”

The corners of her mouth slowly curled, and she could almost see that Tuoba's deep eyes were right in front of her, looking at her gently but firmly. In the past, that gaze only stayed on Feng Miao, but after that, everything would be different. The moment she saw the glass beads, Feng Qing had already made plans for herself, and only when Tuoba Hong asked about the origin of the beads, her chance came. She still has a deadly secret in her hand, and none of them knows about it......

Yonggu Mausoleum is built according to the south side of Fangshan, the regulation is very grand, there are both the Yonggu Mausoleum where the Empress Dowager is buried after a hundred years, and there is also the mound of the virtual palace prepared by Tuoba Hong for himself - Wannian Hall. Because the Empress Dowager believes in Buddhism, a Siyuan floating temple was specially built in the cemetery.

Eight years ago, when the Empress Dowager went to Lingquan Palace to escape the summer, she took a fancy to this feng shui treasure and began to build a mausoleum for herself. The ministers of the court and the central government have repeatedly advised that the empress dowager should be buried with Emperor Wencheng after a hundred years, and no separate mausoleum should be built. But the Empress Dowager was unmoved, and even scolded a few stubborn ministers in the Ming Hall. She has been imprisoned by the man in the dragon robe for a lifetime, and she must have a quiet place of her own after death.

Tuoba Hong took the hand of the Empress Dowager and walked all the way down the straight and wide tomb road. The official in charge of the construction stopped only entering the first gate of the cemetery. Following the Empress Dowager and the Emperor, only their closest internal eunuchs and palace maids were their closest. These people who have served the Empress Dowager and the Emperor closely, after the death of their masters, because they know too many secrets, often have only one way to die, so they don't have to worry about them leaking the location and passage of the tomb.

"Hong'er," the Empress Dowager's words broke the deathly silence, "the mourning family really didn't expect that one day they would come with you to see the mourning family's mausoleum." ”

"Grandmother laughed, how could this not be imagined, it is the grandson's duty to be filial to his grandmother." Tuoba Hong replied respectfully, his tone was still the same as before, and what was different was his state of mind at this time. At this time, his courtesy is no longer because he is unable to compete with the Empress Dowager, but because he can finally stand on the same height as the Empress Dowager, and he does not need to rely on any external appearance to show his inner strength.

After years of forbearance, he was strong enough.

"The mourning family doesn't like luxurious decorations, Hong'er, if you are in charge of the funeral affairs for the mourning family, the mourning family hopes that the funeral items can be as simple as possible, and the bad habits of using gold, silver, pearls and jade to accompany the funeral in the past will be avoided." The Empress Dowager continued quietly, as if they were still a harmonious pair of grandchildren, and there had never been any dispute.

"Yes, my grandson wrote it down." Tuoba Hong lowered his head and frowned in agreement.

The two walked to the door of the tomb, and the door frame was carved with a pattern of a vermilion bird with a mouth bead and wings fluttering high. The inner supervisor with the drawings in his hand stepped forward and respectfully asked the Empress Dowager to continue walking, and asked the Emperor to turn a little around and go in the direction of Wannian Hall.

The Empress Dowager took a few steps, suddenly turned around and said, "Hong'er, the road to Wannian Hall is rugged and difficult, you have to be careful to watch the road." Her tone was flat without any ups and downs, just like in the past ten years, when she had to tell the emperor to tidy up her clothes every day before going to court.

Tuoba Hong nodded in agreement, and watched the Empress Dowager walk into the tomb before turning around and walking towards another bluestone road.

Because it is just a mound of clothes, the specifications of the Wannian Hall are much smaller than those of the main tomb of Yonggu, and even the decoration on the road in front of the door is much less. The more you walk, the more secluded it becomes, because the trees are so scarce that you can barely hear the birdsong that is often seen in the mountains. This place is far away from the palace, and there are few retinues around at the moment, which is the best time for those with bad intentions to make a move. Tuoba Hong's face was calm as usual, and he was waiting for his opponent hiding in the shadows to make the first move.

There is a pair of smooth stone sheep in front of the Wannian Hall, and Tuoba Hong puts his hand on the curved horns and examines the carved patterns on the sheep's body. The horns were engraved with endless coiling lines, and Tuoba Hong subconsciously stretched out his fingers and followed the lines. In the past, when she was in the palace, Feng Miao always liked to sketch the lines on the window lattices like this. Thinking of Feng Miao, the lines at the corners of Tuoba Hong's eyes also softened a lot, and there were six guards taking care of her in the dark, so she should be safe.

He was about to ask where the craftsman who carved the stone sheep was, when he got up when he suddenly heard the sound of a blade coming out of the sheath behind him. The inner supervisor, who was holding the map of the location of the mausoleum, suddenly pulled out a sharp dagger from the drawing scroll and stabbed it into Tuoba Honghou's heart.

The moment you get up and turn back is the moment when a person's defense is the weakest. But Tuoba Hong has been alert since childhood, and when he heard the slight sound, he already sensed that something was wrong, and immediately leaned down and dodged the stabbing knife. There was a "clang" sound, and the blade poked directly into Shi Yang's back, and a little whitish mark was drawn.

During the hunting of Bai Mountain, Tuoba Hong's skills had already been seen, and the internal supervisor not only picked the easiest time to succeed, but also used enough strength on this time. When he missed, he simply threw away the drawings that were in the way, and stabbed him several times in front of him.

Tuoba Hong stepped back at a wrong step, and when he saw the right time, he twisted the man's wrist, and flipped his backhand outward, and the man let out a miserable scream, his arm was sore, and the dagger fell to the ground. These hand-to-hand combat kung fu has been practiced by Tuoba Hong with an unknown master since he was a child, but he has never used it in front of people.

At the same time, the guards who had been hiding in the shadows rushed out, raised their hands and stabbed their sharp knives into the throat of the prisoner. The inner supervisor struggled a few times, but he could no longer make a sound. Takubahong let go of his hand, and he fell to the ground weakly, gradually losing his breath.

The guard bowed to Tuoba and clenched his fists, still hiding his form. Tuoba Hong turned around slowly, looking at the close attendant who was already frightened stupidly, but a cloud of doubt rose in his heart.

The terrain near the mausoleum was empty, and it was not easy to hide his figure, so Tuoba Hong only selected one of the six Xuanyi guards to accompany him. The Xuanyi guard who shot just now was the most outstanding of the six people around him, and he had never made a mistake before before he was selected by Tuoba Hong to bring him to the cemetery. But just now, he made three fatal mistakes in a row.

First, when the inner prison's dagger stabbed into Tuoba Hong's heart, he was a beat slower and didn't strike immediately. Second, by the time he actually did it, Tuoba Hong had already restrained the inner supervisor. He exposed himself completely unnecessary. Third, Tuoba Hong originally had something to ask, but he didn't wait for his master to speak, so he directly killed the man.

Tuoba Hong's brows were tightly locked, and he carefully recalled the scene just now. Suddenly, a thought became clear in his mind, among the people trained by Feng Dan, there were spies sent by others!

Thinking about it, Tuoba Hong only felt extremely worried. This man's abnormal behavior shows that the mastermind behind him has also sent other people to Yonggu Mausoleum, preparing to make a move on Tuoba Hong here. The Yu Lin guards of the palace were all left at the gate of the cemetery, and they didn't have time to transfer at this time, and the attendants they brought with them didn't know how to do kung fu.

But these were not the things that most worried Tuoba Hong, what was whistling in his mind was another thing. Feng Miao also left six Xuanyi guards by his side, and he couldn't confirm whether those six Xuanyi guards were loyal and reliable. If the news of the emperor's assassination in Yonggu Mausoleum spreads, there will definitely be changes in the Lingquan Palace. At that time, if there were people with ulterior motives among the Xuanyi guards around Feng Miao, who could guarantee her safety?

In the Lingquan Palace, Feng Miao had already taken a sedan chair and entered the Wuji Pavilion where Li Rongyu lived.

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