Lin Lang's mourning hall is located in a corner of the palace, far away from the place where the palace concubines live, and on one side of the hall is the Jing'an Palace.

Because no one has come for a long time, the mourning hall has become colder and colder. Feng Miao shrank in a corner and covered her body with a rabbit fur trim sent by Gao Zhaorong. She listened intently to the sounds outside, and suddenly lifted the big gun, handed it to Honeysuckle to hide, and walked to the fire where the old things were burned, and fell to her knees.

It has snowed heavily for several days, and the path leading to Jing'an Hall has long been covered with snow. The soles of Tuobahong's boots squeaked all the way to the snow. Liu Quan followed behind him, stepping into the snow one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the snow poured into the low tube on his boots, and soon turned into cold water, and then froze into cold and hard ice. He carefully persuaded, "Your Majesty, why don't you wait for tomorrow to ask someone to sweep this place away, and then go over." ”

Tuoba Hong ignored him, and still walked quickly towards the mourning hall. As soon as the eaves horned beaker emerged from behind the branches, Tuoba Hong heard a faint singing voice coming from the mourning hall, which was ethereal and faint, and it was not very real. A little annoyance surged up, Lin Lang went, and these people all made a sad and sad look in front of him, but none of them were sincere. Wang Wan entered the Sogo Palace with Yaoqin, and he had been severely reprimanded by him, and he even dared to sing in front of Lin Lang's mourning hall.

He took a few quick steps, tore open the white curtain hanging in front of the mourning hall, and looked inward with anger. Feng Miao turned her back to the door, folded her hands, and knelt in front of the fire. The firelight outlined her slender and thin figure, and her green hair hung straight down. The light and graceful singing echoed in the air like a cloud of mist. The song was as ethereal as fairy music, and it made Tuoba Hong lose his mind for a moment.

Feng Miao had already heard a slight sound behind her, but she deliberately pretended not to know anything, and after singing a song, she sighed and spoke to the jumping firelight, "Sister Lin...... They think I'm hurting you. She was silent for a while, as if speaking to a living person, and asked softly, "Do you believe it too?" ”

She sighed faintly, "Actually, it's better for you to die like this than to live." To live is not to follow the ancestral precept of establishing a son and killing a mother, and then it will be another parting of life and death. The steps that Tuoba Hong was about to take in stopped again after hearing these words. But Feng Miao stopped talking, she slowly stood up, her long sleeves danced lightly, and countless cold plum blossoms fell from the wide sleeves of her coat, falling into the fire one after another. The mourning hall is solemn, a girl in plain clothes, her demeanor is light, you can't see her expression, but you can already feel the sorrow shrouded in her. The clothes fluttered, as if they were going to be blown away by the wind at any moment.

When the flower slowly burned to ashes, she spoke again, but her voice was completely devoid of the sorrow just now, but with a bit of fierce determination, "Sister Lin, I swear before your spirit that I must find out who harmed you." Before I did it, I didn't accept the emperor's favor, I didn't wear silk, and I didn't eat cattle and sheep. With that, she took out another piece of white cloth, looked at it a few times, and threw it into the fire.

These words were said sincerely and resolutely, Tuoba Hong also felt slightly moved when he heard it, and then he suddenly remembered that the song she sang just now seemed to be an ancient sacrificial song, and she was not presumptuous in front of Lin Langling. Tuoba strode to the spirit and stretched out his hand to pull Feng Miao up.

When Feng Miao saw that it was him, she squinted her eyes in confusion, looked at him and giggled, "Sister Lin, the emperor is also here to see you off, I will ask him to add a stick of incense to you too." As she spoke, she stepped forward and pulled Tuobahong's hand, and as soon as she touched the warm palm, she became panicked, and hurriedly retreated, kneeling down and saluting, and hid the piece of cloth she was holding in her hand behind her.

Tuoba Hong was suspicious, twisted her wrist, and shouted in a low voice, "Take it!" Feng Miao's wrist hurt and frowned slightly, but she always grabbed the piece of cloth and refused to let go. The cough and asthma were rushed by the cold wind he brought in, and she rushed up, she covered her chest, her expression was extremely painful, and her body slid down softly.

Frightened, Takubahong hurriedly reached out to hug her, but didn't know how to alleviate her pain. He stroked Feng Miao's chest, trying to help her breathe, but it only made her more anxious, this breath couldn't breathe, his face gradually turned from red to pale, his fingers couldn't use his strength, and the piece of cloth spun around and fell into the fire.

The moment the cloth was unfolded, Tuoba Hong clearly saw that it was a scripture copied with bright red fingertip blood, fine and dense small characters, the color was dark and light, obviously a few words were written, and the blood on the fingertips dried up, and it was about to be bitten again. He grabbed Feng Miao's right hand and looked at the light, and sure enough, he saw that the fingers of the ten, middle and ring fingers were covered with wounds from repeated bites.

The anger is even stronger than when he entered the door just now, why do you want to hurt yourself like this? Seeing her clenching her clothes in pain, Tuoba Hong picked up Feng Miao horizontally, rushed out, and shouted to Liu Quan, "Go to the imperial doctor and go to the Sogo Palace." ”

Feng Miao opened her mouth half-open, breathing rapidly, but she couldn't relieve the feeling of suffocation at all, her chest seemed to be cut by a knife, and the pain was unbearable. The imperial doctor hurried to the Sogo Palace, heard her wheezing and coughing through the shark yarn, slightly diagnosed the pulse, and knelt down to Tuoba Hong, "Niangniang's asthma is critical, and the minister should first prick the Taiwei acupoint with a silver needle to relieve the symptoms for Niangniang, and then slowly recuperate." ”

Tuoba Hong nodded his head, and the imperial doctor took out a three-inch-long silver needle, stuck it against Feng Miao's hairline, and slowly pierced it, twisting it gently. Feng Miao frowned and let out a faint cry of pain, but her panting gradually stabilized, and her face finally regained a little blood.

Seeing that she was getting better, the imperial doctor took back the silver needle, and asked the eunuch to put down the soft tent of the shark yarn, and then asked, "Has Niangniang used any strong irritating or burning spices recently?" Feng Miao shook her head blankly, "I haven't smoked incense for several days." ”

The imperial doctor seemed to be a little strange, but he still wrote Zhang Fangzi, "Niangniang's asthma, I'm afraid it was brought by congenital, and I have been working too hard recently, and I have been exposed to some unclean things, so I sent it out." Remember not to be emotional, not to blow cold wind, usually do not touch pollen, animal soft hair, and do not eat things such as soybean flour. This disease can't be cured, so it can only be raised slowly, and the minister prescribed a prescription for nourishing blood and qi, and asked the mother to take it. ”

Because Feng Miao still had some wind cold and fever, the imperial doctor prescribed a few more prescriptions, telling the inner supervisor to go to the wind and cold first, and then give her the medicine to nourish blood and qi. After the decoction was fried, it had been tossed for most of the night, Tuoba Hong took the small gold-painted bowl sent by the inner supervisor, filled the medicine with a white porcelain spoon, and fed it to Feng Miao.

Feng Miao leaned on the cushion, took a small sip of the white porcelain spoon he handed over, and drank the medicinal juice. Tuoba Hong covered her with a quilt and said gently, "It's almost dawn, so let's take a nap here." As soon as he lifted up his hand, a prison supervisor came up to remove his robe and boots.

A slender arm stretched out from the shark veil tent and grabbed the corner of his clothes, Feng Miao said timidly, "Your Majesty, please forgive the concubine for not staying in the Sogo Palace." As he spoke, he got up from the bed and knelt down to Tuoba Hong, "The concubine has sworn in front of Sister Lin's spirit that she will not accept the emperor's favor, will not wear silk Luo, and will not eat cattle and sheep, so as to make up for the guilt in her heart, and fail to take care of Sister Lin......"

With tears in her eyes, she lowered her head slightly, but raised her eyes timidly to look at Tuoba Hong. She knew what she was like at this time, and she was most pitiful, this was the only weapon left in her hand.

Tuoba Hong helped her up, sighed long, and asked Liu Quan to arrange and use his own soft sedan chair to send Feng Miao back to Huayin Palace. Before going out, she also brought the daily flat gold hand warmer in the Sogo Palace to her in the sedan chair to keep warm.

After entering the Huayin Palace, Honeysuckle brought out the warm ginseng soup that had been prepared a long time ago, and added two quilts to warm her in the dormitory, and her expression was full of worry, "What Niangniang said in front of the spirit has already moved the emperor, why bother to suck so much pollen?" The appearance of the illness just now really scared the slave to death. ”

Feng Miao held the ginseng soup and blew gently with her mouth, "Sister Lin has always been sick during her lifetime, and the more severe the illness, the more the emperor's pity will add an extra layer." She turned the emperor's affection into a part of a careful plan, and the heat of the ginseng soup blinded her eyes, and she felt a little moist.

Honeysuckle was silent for a moment, walked up to her and knelt down, and kowtowed three times uprightly, "Niangniang, the slave is stupid and stupid, and she can't think of Niangniang's clever plan tonight." But the slave didn't want to drag the mother down anymore, so she begged the mother to teach the slave and the maid. ”

Feng Miao put a nudge on her elbow and told her to get up, "Where is there any clever strategy, but I was forced into a desperate situation by someone, and I had to find a way to fight back." ”

"The emperor is suspicious, in Sister Lin's matter, no matter how I explain it, he won't listen," Feng Miao tasted a mouthful of ginseng soup, the slightly bitter smell made her frown, "I deliberately let him misunderstand that I was presumptuous in front of Sister Lin's spirit, first sang a sacrificial song, and then hid the cloth with scriptures written on it." When he saw that I was praying for Sister Lin's blessing, he knew that he had misunderstood me and felt guilty, so he would treat me favorably because of my illness. ”

Honeysuckle listened intently, and suddenly shouted, "Ah, the slave and maid know, the mother wants the slave and the maid to take the things in reserve in the emperor, but also to let the emperor know that someone wants to harm Jieyu Niangniang, and he will pity Niangniang even more." ”

Feng Miao looked at her serious, frowning and thinking, and explained to her, "Yes, but it's not all right." Tonight, the emperor was moved for a moment to release me from the mourning hall, but these did not dispel his suspicions, he still suspected that I had harmed Sister Lin. ”

"I want the emperor to feel that someone is trying to kill me, so that he will really believe that I was framed," Feng Miao's nails almost pinched into the flesh, "and only in this way will he support me and find out who really killed Sister Lin." Sister Lin had never harmed anyone, but she had been in pain for a whole day, bled dry, and died, and this matter did not pass so easily. ”

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