Honeysuckle didn't understand why Feng Miao was suddenly anxious, so she could only follow her wishes, and sped up the movement of her hand and said that it was not a banquet, but after all, she was going to meet the Empress Dowager and the emperor, Honeysuckle combed her hair with ivory, and with a flip of her wrist, she was about to form a high bun in the style of a Xianbei noblewoman.

Feng Miao raised her hand to suppress it, grabbed her hair in her hand, tried to pull it up, and asked, "Will you comb your horse bun?" Honeysuckle shook her head suspiciously, she hadn't even heard the name Fallen Bun.

"Like this, don't part your hair, just put it all on one side and coil it over the side of your ear...... Well, the sideburns on the other side, just let it be scattered like this......" Feng Miao held her hair and said briefly to Honeysuckle. On the basis of the style of the fallen horse bun, she made some changes, deliberately removed the bewitching and charming state, leaving only the lazy and leisurely hair bun loosely, and under the wind and fog sideburns, the person in the mirror was faintly shy and bright.

When Honeysuckle took the hairpin, Feng Miao shook her head again, and only taught her to take pearl hairpins, which were scattered on the bun, as if a handful of stars were sprinkled between the green silks. The clothes did not want the straight skirt of the Xianbei woman, but chose a green radish apricot flower skirt, which was a very popular style among the unmarried ladies of the Southern Dynasty.

Dressed in makeup, Honeysuckle looked at her and sighed, "Niangniang is like this, it doesn't look like she's going to eat crabs, but like she's going to go down to earth." ”

Feng Miao was amused by her, "Don't learn anything else, I have learned the skills of Yu Xinghu." She used a small cup to fill a green plum, and found a set of small tongs and hooks for eating walnuts, and brought them with her. Tell Honeysuckle to go to the imperial dining room, ask for a steamed crab, and take him to the bamboo forest opposite the Tingxin Water Pavilion.

Across the water, listening to the laughter and laughter in the heart of the water pavilion, faintly came. The bamboo mat brought by honeysuckle spread out, and the cooked crab, chrysanthemum wine, vinegar sauce, and ginger shreds were all laid out. Feng Miao knelt on the bamboo mat and glanced at the Tingxin Water Pavilion from a distance, this position happened to be opposite a gauze curtain in the Water Pavilion, and Tuoba Hong's dragon-patterned brocade robe loomed between the curtains rolled up by the wind. As long as he turned his head slightly, he could see the situation in the bamboo forest.

Feng Miao took a deep breath and looked up at the bright moonlight, people in the world, whether they are emperors or beggars, what they want most and what they are most rare is nothing more than someone else's sincerity. Even if she wanted to win the king's favor for her younger brother to be knighted, she had to work hard on affection.

She took a bamboo leaf, folded it slightly, put it to her lips, and gently blew out a piece of music. She didn't know what song it was, but she remembered that she had vaguely heard her mother hum it, and there were some intermittent parts in the middle, so she made up for it according to her own heart. In fact, it was not much music at all, it was more like the wind rustling through the bamboo forest, whimpering and circling. This sound is naturally not as good as the orchestral silk bamboo at the palace banquet, but if someone is not interested in the hustle and bustle of the palace banquet in the first place, and his mind is ethereal, he will just notice this sound.

A long song blew, Feng Miao seemed to caress his forehead with his sleeve as if unintentionally, and when his eyebrows and eyes turned, he just saw Tuoba Hong looking into the bamboo forest across the water. It seemed to be in a daze at a lively palace banquet, but Feng Miao knew that he was looking at himself. She pretended not to know anything, cut off the crab legs with a knife, cracked the crab shell with a small mallet, and then hooked out the crab meat little by little with a silver hook, and put it on a small pot made of bamboo leaves, and then added shredded ginger and drizzled a few drops of vinegar.

Waiting for the fragrance of ginger and vinegar to evenly wrap the crab meat, she picked up the bamboo leaf and sent it to her mouth. The wide sleeves of her coat hung down, just at this moment to cover the side of her face, and by the time her arms were lowered, her lips and teeth were already red.

The entire Tingxin Pavilion was full of the most outstanding aristocratic girls in Pingcheng, but no one could eat crab roe as graceful and calm as her.

Honeysuckle sent a glass of chrysanthemum wine at the right time to relieve her tiredness and fishiness.

A crab finished eating, and there was the faint sound of boots stomping on the soft dirt behind him. Feng Miao knew that it was him who came, but she deliberately didn't look back and put the crab shells on the ground piece by piece. The crab legs and crab claws are already intact, but the crab meat inside has been hollowed out.

Honeysuckle covered her mouth and giggled, "Niangniang is so stupid, she came here just to eat a crab roe." ”

Feng Miao sighed, and slowly looked at the last round of Mingyue, "It's not to eat crabs, it's to do the same thing with that person at the same time." Even if he's not here, I can pretend he's there. A bright moon is there, and the two places are lovesick. ”

She heard the footsteps disappear behind her, and knew that he heard herself speak, and the voice became more and more blurred, like a whisper in the middle of the night, "I went to Hanguang Temple today just to pray for one thing, I hope he will be well, sick and painless." ”

"Niangniang made such a devout wish, the Buddha will definitely have mercy." Honeysuckle took the warm tea and handed it to her.

Feng Miao stretched out her hand and pushed it away, "Actually, what does it matter if you are pitiful or not?" There were so many people in the palace who hoped that he would be well, and the Buddha couldn't even listen to it. I'm doing this just for my own peace of mind. ”

She stood up, scratched at the moon, tilted her head sideways, and smiled very satisfied, "I hope he will always be like the moon...... Always there, no matter where I go. Even if I can't hold him, I can see him when I look up. Her sleeves puffed up in the wind, like a butterfly spreading its wings, ready to fly away at any moment.

Feng Miao took two steps forward, and the person was already close to the water's edge, but he still seemed to be at a loss and didn't know it, and still walked forward. Suddenly his feet slipped, and the whole person was about to fall into the water. Tuoba Hong strode out from behind the bamboo forest, grabbed her side, opened his arms and hugged her tightly, and called out in a low voice, "Miao'er!" ”

The wind blowing in the bamboo forest brings a refreshing coolness on the water surface. Feng Miao stretched out her thin arm and wrapped it around his neck, and the whole person shrank in front of his chest, "You are my moon, you are coming......" When she slid into the water, she had already quietly bitten the green plum in her mouth to remove the fishy smell of crab meat in her mouth. There is a slightly sweet smell in the sourness, flowing with the soft words.

No one had ever dared to speak to him like this, and Tuoba Hong kissed her forehead, and her heart swelled with infinite emotion because of her words, and she had never suffered from gains and losses before, and struck him from head to toe. Only he could understand what that sentence meant—a precious but unattainable dream.

"Miao'er, I snubbed you......" Tuoba Hong carried her to the bamboo mat, took off her water-soaked shoes, and held her feet, which were as soft as jade rabbits, in the palm of his hand, "If you can be well-behaved and not lose your temper with me, how can I be willing to ......?"

On the other side of the bamboo forest, there was a sound of ringing bells, and when they saw the emperor get up and leave the table, the concubines with different thoughts also found an excuse to follow out, wanting to create a little chance encounter outside the noisy banquet. Unexpectedly, they saw such a scene.

Feng Qing's pretty face almost turned purple. Tuoba Hong will also speak softly to her, but it is always an emperor's care for his concubine, and it will never be what he looks like in front of him.

Tuoba Hong frowned slightly, and the bamboo forest that suddenly became crowded made him unhappy in his heart. He wrapped his sleeve around Feng Miao's feet, picked her up horizontally, and did not return to Tingxin Water Pavilion, but walked directly in the direction of Huayin Palace. In everyone's stunned gaze, Feng Miao buried his face in his chest, and whispered shyly and weakly, "Your Majesty, this is not ......"

"Don't talk, that's fine." Takubahong hugged her through the bamboo forest, his gaze not stopping at the others.

The scent of ambergris was mixed into the fragrant smell of plants and trees in the Huayin Palace, Tuoba Hong hugged her on the bed, squatted down and touched her cold toes, "There is a Buddhist hall in the palace, why go so far?" ”

Feng Miao hugged her shoulders and tilted her head slightly, "How can it be the same?" The Buddha hall in the palace has the breath of others, I want to go to a clean place, where there will only be sandalwood in front of the Buddha I offer for you......"

Tuobahong's body pressed down heavily, making her involuntarily lean back and fall, "I will always remember your thoughts today......"

Honeysuckle had already extinguished the candles in the outer hall and quietly withdrew from the outside of the hall. Just as Tuoba Hong's lips were about to touch Feng Miao's collarbone, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the hall.

"Your Majesty," Liu Quan's voice was a little anxious, "Someone from the Chang'an Palace sent a message, His Royal Highness the eldest son of the emperor suddenly had convulsions and fainted, the imperial doctor was diagnosing and treating, and he didn't dare to hide his critical condition, so he called the old slave to tell the emperor first." ”

Tuoba Hong's movements froze suddenly, and he didn't see the care and eagerness that a father should have, but was as silent as if he was thinking about military affairs. Feng Miao hurriedly got up and fumbled to light the palace wax on the candlestick.

"You go to sleep first, and I'll just go and see." Takubahong pressed her body.

Feng Miao straightened his sideburns, helped him smooth his clothes, and said in a low voice, "How can this be done, the eldest son of the emperor is sick, the empress dowager, the concubine Niangniang, and several sisters in charge of affairs in the palace will all pass." Everyone knows that the emperor rushed over from the Huayin Palace, if the concubine doesn't go, wouldn't others accuse the concubine of not taking the emperor's eldest son in their eyes? ”

She raised her voice to call Honeysuckle in, ordered her to prepare the windproof palace lamp for lighting the road at night, turned her head and said to Tuoba Hong, "It's too late to prepare for the shoulder, the concubine will accompany the emperor to walk over." ”

The lights in the Chang'an Hall are bright, and the medicine pod hanging on the small stove is steaming hot, and the strong smell of herbs is permeating. On the wall next to the carved gold plate dragon bed, a large piece of white jade is carved with a red deer with four hooves in the air. The ancestors of Xianbei originated from the Great Xianbei Mountain, and regarded the majestic red deer as a totem. In this dormitory, which was originally built for the crown prince, this pattern of divine beasts was also used to calm down evil spirits.

The doctor Han Yuming was on the side of the bed, wiping the body of the emperor's eldest son with cotton yarn soaked in medicinal juice with his own hands. He saw Feng Miao when he was treating Gao Zhaorong, and at this moment he simply said, "Your Majesty, Jieyu Niangniang is fine", and did not get up, and the movements of his hands did not pause in the slightest, which shows that the condition of the eldest son of the emperor is very dangerous.

After all, it was a child who had been personally brought in the Huayin Hall for a few days, and the worry on Feng Miao's face at the moment was not a disguise. She walked over to the bed, wanting to see what was going on.

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