Feng Miao opened her mouth slightly, and before she could speak, her face was so red that she was not good at telling lies, and in front of Yuan Hong, she especially didn't know how to hide her thoughts.

Yuan Hong saw her hesitation, and suddenly hugged her in front of him, and looked at her with both eyes, "Miao'er, I am your husband, the person you should trust and rely on the most, what you have to say, you shouldn't hide it in your heart, you know?" ”

Feng Miao's eyes quietly turned to the side, not daring to meet his blazing gaze, but her jaw only moved slightly, and she was held by Yuan Hong with one hand, and she was not allowed to dodge again, "Miao'er, tell me what you have in your heart, don't run away, don't hide it, from now on, you must always remember that I will always have a very important place in my heart, for you and Huai'er, as long as you come to knock on the door, the door will open." ”

He put Feng Miao's hand on his chest and let her touch his heartbeat. Feng Miao had nowhere to escape under his blazing gaze, and finally spoke, "On the page of the palace gate booklet that was splashed, there is a record of Ke'er ordering people to leave the palace......"

Yuan Hong's face gradually became solemn, "Miao'er, you have done a good job, the prince really can't tolerate such a stain." ”

"A teenager, the revenge is so heavy, it's really ......" Feng Miao's eyes were a little dim, and the temperament formed by the child when he was a child was probably difficult to change.

Yuan Hong disagreed, "Since I was a few years old, I thought that one day I would take revenge on the shame, so that I could survive the pro-government." To be my Yuanhong's son, you should have some blood. His mood was inexplicably relieved, and even he couldn't tell the reason, he put Feng Miao's two small hands together in his palms, and said softly, "The matter of Yaoguang Temple, I ordered someone to arrest a few homeless bandits, even if there is an explanation." I'll take care of everything, don't worry, okay? ”

During the deliberations in the Taiji Palace, someone presented a letter sent by the crown prince Yuan Sui from Pingcheng, saying that the funeral of Feng Xi, the king of Changli, had been completed, and Yuan Sui begged his father to allow him to return to Luoyang later, because he wanted to continue his journey north and go to the mausoleum of his biological mother, Empress Lin.

When Lin Lang was mentioned, Yuan Hong couldn't help but feel a little sad. In this life, he lived up to the common people, but after all, he still lost a Lin Lang.

The person who delivered the letter was the prince's guard, and Yuan Hong announced that he would go to the palace and ask him about the prince's words and deeds in Pingcheng. The guard was very articulate, and in front of the emperor, he told the prince in detail what the prince did every day, saying that in addition to taking care of the funeral of King Changli, Yuan Sui would also take two hours out of his day to study, and he had never stopped in Pingcheng for several months.

The guard also specially said that when King Changli was buried, the prince Yuan Sui Fu Ling cried bitterly, very sad, and because he missed his biological mother and became ill, and now his condition has just improved, so he wants to go to the mausoleum of Queen Zhen. If the mausoleum needs to be repaired, I am afraid that the stay will be longer.

Because Yuan Hong remembered Lin Lang's good in the past, he also felt a little more pity for the prince Yuansui, and sighed faintly and said, "This kid, Sui'er, his qualifications are indeed a little worse, but his heart and temperament are always pure." He hadn't seen his biological mother since he was born, and since he had this filial piety, he was allowed to go on this trip, and he didn't have to be too anxious on the trip, and he was told to think about the past along the way. ”

The emperor said that the prince was "pure and good", and those old ministers who originally supported the prince naturally would not let go of this opportunity, and they all echoed and said that although the prince did not have much achievement, he had done his best to preside over the temple sacrifice in the emperor's expedition era over the years, and it should not be easily abandoned.

Seeing that Yuan Hong was silent, the old ministers' words changed, and they talked about what happened to the Feng family in Yaoguang Temple after the abolition, and once again implored the emperor to investigate this matter and not tolerate it. Dongyang Wang Yuanpi's rhetoric was the most intense: "Even if it is the abolition of leaving the palace to practice, after all, it is about the face of the royal family, and the emperor should always give an explanation to the people of the world." ”

Yuan Hong said loudly, "Uncle Wang of Dongyang is right, I have already ordered someone to arrest those bandits, and they will be beheaded on a certain day, and then Uncle Wang will be personally beheaded." ”

Seeing that the matter of Yaoguang Temple was also lightly revealed, Dongyang Wang Yuanpi said again, "Zuo Zhaoyi Feng's identity is suspicious, and he has always misbehaved and flattered the master, such a person really shouldn't raise a prince." The minister heard that the noble man's illness had been cured, and he had served the emperor several times recently, and asked the emperor to send the two little princes back to their biological mother. ”

Hearing the words "misconduct, bewitching and flattering the master", Yuan Hong's anger was almost about to burst out, but he forcibly endured it. If he argues with the highest-ranking minister in the clan for Feng Miao at this time, he will only continue to confirm Feng Miao's accusation of "flattering the master".

Huai'er can't return it to Gao Zhaorong no matter what, if something like that happens, Miao'er will never forgive him. Yuzao Twelve hung down, covering the waves in Yuan Hong's eyes, and he said coldly and majestically, "When I was young, I didn't have time to discipline the prince well, which led to his mediocrity. As for Ke'er and Huai'er, I have decided to send them to Hualin Garden, where it is quiet to study and open to martial arts, and the brothers have lived together since childhood, and they are more intimate when they grow up. ”

Under the pressure of the princes of the clan, Yuan Hong issued an order on the same day to open a prince's annex in Hualin Garden, where the prince will live and study in the future.

Feng Miao had already said that she wanted to open another bedroom for Ke'er, and the palace maids and eunuchs had packed up their things early. Yuan Ke came to the main hall in person and kowtowed respectfully in front of Feng Miao, thanking her for her nurturing and teaching these days. Feng Miao sat on the main seat, and only told him a few words to study diligently and not indulge in amusement. For such a precocious and intelligent child, it is enough to let him understand the reason, and there is no need to say too much.

But when Huai'er was about to leave Huayin Palace, she could no longer maintain Zuo Zhaoyi's dignity, she hugged Huai'er and refused to let go, tears poured out like a flood, and in a blink of an eye, half of Huai'er's clothes were wet. Sending Huai'er to the Hualin Garden Prince's Pavilion for temporary residence is the safest way at the moment, and she doesn't understand it. But she couldn't forget the heartache of the last time mother and son were separated, she woke up from a long dream, opened her eyes and lost her child, and fell into another nightmare that she couldn't wake up from.

She was afraid that she would not be able to share it with anyone, and although she could visit once a month, it was not as easy to take care of as when she was by her side.

Huai'er was still young, and she didn't think about it so much, but she knew that she couldn't hold her mother's warm and soft body when she was sleeping, and when she saw her mother crying uncontrollably, she also cried.

As soon as Yuan Hong finished the deliberations in the Taiji Palace, he saw the anxious palace maid kneeling in front of him, saying that Zhaoyi Niangniang refused to let the little prince go. Yuan Hong understands Feng Miao's thoughts, she really loves this child too much, as long as it involves the matter of Huai'er, her ordinary reason and calmness are all gone, and she has only become a mother who is afraid of losing her child.

"Got it, you all stand down, and I'll go over and have a look." Yuan Hong rubbed his forehead tiredly, the tribes attached to the northern land, because of the uneven distribution of gold and silver valleys, each has complaints, and chaos may break out at any time. Xiao Luan of the Southern Dynasty is still constantly expanding his troops and horses, ready to be disgraced at any time. At this time, he needs a stable and strong Great Wei, and he can't do without the support of those old ministers of the clan.

When Yuan Hong walked into the Huayin Palace, Huai'er was already tired of crying, and fell asleep on her mother's body, her little face full of half-dried tears. Feng Miao pressed her face against Huai'er's side face, like a mother beast protecting a little beast, she hugged Huai'er tightly to her chest, her whole back arched, and she wanted to completely wrap Huai'er.

"Miao'er," Yuan Hong squatted in front of her, reaching out to touch Huai'er's face, "It's just that he was sent to Hualin Garden to live temporarily, and after a few days of turmoil, I will find a way to send him back." Feng Miao grabbed the child's hand and dodged back suddenly, her elbow hit the back of the Nanmu chair hard, but she looked at the person in front of her with wide open eyes as if she didn't feel pain at all.

Feng Miao spoke slowly, her voice trembling like a blade of grass swept up by the wind, "Huai'er is my own child, not a ...... raised on behalf of others."

"Miao'er," Yuan Hong was stung by the vigilance in her eyes, "Even if it's for the sake of Huai'er, you can't say this now, you ......"

What he wants to say, Feng Miao knows that the origin of Huai'er's blue eyes has not yet been figured out, and her biological mother has been found to have Southern Dynasty blood. Only by recognizing Huai'er in Gao Zhaorong's name can she avoid those unbearable accusations and questions. But she no longer has the strength to reason, she is too tired, her mind is blank, she just wants to sleep with her arms for a while.

She just wanted to be willful, didn't care about anything, and staggered to her feet, "Aren't you the emperor, how can anyone not listen to what you say?" Didn't you say that as long as I knocked on the door, you would agree, now I beg you, I don't want to be separated from Huai'er, I don't want to ......" She knelt down to Yuan Hong with Huai'er in her arms, but as soon as she saw a flower, the whole person fell forward.

Yuan Hong opened his arms and hugged her and Huai'er together, "Miao'er, don't be like this, even if the matter of Yaoguang Temple is over, now send Huai'er away temporarily, so that they have nothing to say, it won't be long before their attention will turn to other things, and at that time, I will ...... I ...... again"

Feng Miao just kept shaking her head, her body was fighting hot and cold, and she couldn't say a word. Yuan Hong hugged Huai'er with one hand, and held her small palm with the other, moving her fingers away one by one. Tears fell on the hands of the two people, and flowed down the gap where they intersected, as if they were about to cut a trench between the two of them.

The ideas of men and women are very different. Yuan Hong knew in his heart that now was not the time to be soft-hearted, the longer things dragged on, the more variables there were, and they must be resolved as quickly as they cut through the mess. The best support and love he can give Feng Miao is to use his decision at this moment to make up his mind for her. He was ruthless, picked up his arms and turned to leave. The sleeping little man woke up suddenly, waving his little hands and crying, and calling out "Mother Concubine...... I want my mother ......."

Feng Miao stretched out a hand and stretched out into the air blankly, tears flowed down her eyelashes, and the entire vision seemed to be covered by the pouring rain, leaving only Huai'er's small hand that couldn't stop grabbing.

Su Wen came over and wanted to help her up, but Feng Miaoyan grabbed her wrist and said in a deep voice, "Comb my hair and balance my face for me." Even for the sake of Huai'er, she couldn't accept it all resignedly.

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