Feng Miao was so embarrassed that she wanted to cry, but a soft moan slipped out of her throat, and even she was surprised when she heard >it

Tuoba Hong grabbed her waist and let her fully open her body in front of her, and before the action, remember to ask "Does it still hurt in your waist?" ”

She didn't know what to say, she just clenched her hands in a panic and closed her eyes to bear it. Although she knew that it would hurt, when the pain really came, she couldn't help but cry out "ah" and gasped for air. Tuoba Hong stroked her wheezing chest, as if to comfort her, "It's always like this the first time, and it won't be in the future." ”

Feng Miao raised her head and looked at the bright stars, blurred into a gray mass between the water vapor surging in her eyes. She doesn't need a full house of luxurious fragrances, she just wants a gentle lover to keep her from hurting so much. But that is never possible.

More and more tears welled up and slid down the side of her face. Tuoba Hong suddenly stepped forward heavily, "I want you to remember today's pain, and remember it for the rest of your life!" Because no one else can give it to you. ”

Feng Miao was already a little coughing and wheezing, but at this time she was out of breath in pain, she opened her mouth wide and breathed hard, and her little face turned red. The body shrank back, sliding straight down the smooth and moist jade platform, but was firmly bound by Tuoba Hong's waist.

She had never experienced such a terrible thing, one moment it was like a dream, the pool was full of lotus, and the next moment her whole body seemed to be torn apart. She cried out, but her words were soon muffled, and all the small whimpering sounds were swallowed up by the man.

Tuoba Hong hugged her upper body and pressed it against his chest, his petite and soft body tightly in front of him, as if the two were originally one. Sweat is mixed, and even the black hair floating on the water is entangled with each other, and it is difficult to separate.

He had his first woman at the age of thirteen, and at that time he had to be careful of everyone's bad intentions, and deliberately chose a person with a beautiful face and a simple mind to be the maid of the court. Between the sheets, he never loses control. He didn't expect that until this time, he would still be able to be like a young man who was just starting out, so helpless that he didn't know how to comfort the crying person in his arms. He could only stand up and try his best to give her more pleasure, but that pleasure was just the pain of tearing over and over again for Feng Miao. She bit her lip and cried so much that she couldn't even make a sound.

In the endless heavy gasps, Tuoba Hong's arms tightly wrapped around her body, and let out a low roar in the earth-shattering trembling, "Feng ...... Wonderful! "Why do you want to ...... Surname Feng?

As soon as Tuoba Hong's hand was released, Feng Miao lost his strength and slid straight into the water, choking on a few mouthfuls of water. Takubahiro lifted her out of the water, his fingers running over the bruises under her collarbone, and finally resting on the tattooed hibiscus flower. He vaguely looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

He carried Feng Miao into the inner hall and placed him on the bed covered with a fox fur blanket. Feng Miao's body was sore, her eyelids were heavy, and she closed together. Tuoba Hong let her lean on top of him and spoon-by-spoon fed her a small bowl of sweet soup before he laid her flat.

Feng Miao fell asleep groggy, and after not knowing how long, he vaguely heard someone talking outside the shark veil. She was feeling thirsty and wanted to get up and get some water to drink. The plush carpet in the inner sanctuary of the Sogo Palace was very comfortable, and she quietly walked to the side of the shark curtain with her bare feet and lifted a corner to look out.

Tuoba Hong was facing Feng Miao with his back to Feng Miao and talking to the person in front of him, "These methods are all good, but there is a problem right now. The ancestors of Xianbei have never had the habit of accumulating wealth, and even the treasury does not have much money. If this matter cannot be solved, I am afraid that no matter how carefully planned, it will be useless. ”

Following his voice, the person sitting in the shadows opposite was slowly raising his head. The strange and handsome face surprised Feng Miao, and the purple robe was the deacon of the ceremony.

Looking at the conversation between the two, they seemed to be very familiar, and Feng Miao was secretly surprised. Everyone in the court and the opposition knew that the emperor and the king of Beihai Tuoba were at odds with each other, and they even disliked the Gao family, and suppressed them several times. It's just that because of the intertwined power of the Gao family, it has not been able to shake it. Unexpectedly, Tuoba Hong had such a deep friendship with Gao's adopted son.

In this way, the emperor had a private meeting with Gao Zhaorong before, and what he saw was not necessarily Gao Zhaorong himself, maybe it was Gao Zhaorong who covered up and met Gao Zhaorong.

Shocked in her heart, Feng Miao's chest was hot, and she almost coughed out again, her fingers tightly grasped the shark yarn curtain, and the tent hook rattled. Tuoba Hong seemed to hear the sound and was about to look back, Gao Huan raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Miao as if he didn't have anything, raised his voice and said, "In the matter of the heir, has the emperor made all plans?" At present, the emperor follows the will of the empress dowager and favors the Feng woman, but if the Feng woman has a son, the situation will be very unfavorable to the emperor. ”

Tuoba Hong was a little strange, in the past, Gao Gao Huan would never ask these words more, but he still replied slightly, "Don't worry about this, I personally feed them every time to take the decoction of the child, and it is foolproof." ”

The hand holding the shark veil curtain was shivering with cold. Feng Miao only noticed at this time that in late autumn, the inner hall of the Sogo Palace had not yet burned charcoal, and the coolness was coming up along the instep inch by inch. He hugged himself, softly coaxed her spoonful of sweet soup to drink, it turned out that she was used for this, and she was still in a dilemma, whether to take the moonflower incense by herself.

Gao Huan glimpsed the gentle movement of the hanging veil, and the small figure that poked out half of his cheek just now was gone, so he stopped talking, gently dusted off the dead leaves on his sleeves, and left.

Feng Miao lay back on the bed and suppressed her rapid breathing, and the inner hall was burning with sleeping spices, so Tuoba Hong would leave her in the inner hall with confidence when she was talking. She didn't know why the spices didn't work for her, so she could only close her eyes in a hurry and pretend never to get up.

Tuoba Hong put his hand on the side of her face and lingered lightly, and then called the inner supervisor to change her clothes and prepare to go to the morning class. After he left, Feng Miao got up and went to the Fengyi Hall according to the rules to salute the Empress Dowager, and from then on she would be regarded as an official wife and concubine of the Heavenly Family.

Proceeding directly from the Sogo Palace, it was too late to summon Honeysuckle to accompany him, so he first brought the female history who had summoned the attendant last night to accompany him. As soon as he walked to the side of the tall stone steps in front of the Fengyi Palace, he saw a person wearing civil official court clothes striding out of the hall. Feng Miao was inconvenient to see the minister, so she dodged behind the stone lion.

The man walked to the carriage at the entrance of the palace, turned to the door and saluted weakly, "The Empress Dowager, please stay." Then he got into the carriage and went off along the road

Wenchen came to the Fengyi Hall to meet him, and the Empress Dowager actually sent it to the door in person, which was too weird. And the figure and voice also seem to be somewhat familiar. Feng Miao whispered to the female history who followed her, "Which adult is this?" ”

The female history looked a little strange and stopped, as if she didn't believe that she didn't recognize this person, and replied in a low voice, "This is Lord Li Chong, the secretary of the house." "Li Chong often goes in and out of the Fengyi Palace, which is already an open secret in Pingcheng, but no one dares to say it.

Feng Miao walked in silently, thinking about something else. Internal secretary order, isn't that Li Langyu's father? The daughter is so free and wanton, will the father be a shameless person?

Aunt Cui was grooming the Empress Dowager, picking out some brightly colored and graceful hair accessories, and asked which one the Empress Dowager would wear. The Empress Dowager picked up a little emerald hair comb casually, and compared it on her head, "I'm older, such a bright thing, but I don't dare to wear it, let's change the style for Miao'er." ”

She inserted the comb into Feng Miao's black hair, looked at it for a moment, and then said, "I have become the emperor's concubine, and I always dress up like a small jasper. ”

Feng Miao bowed her head and agreed, seeing that the Empress Dowager was in a good mood, and then asked Aunt Cui what kind of food the Empress Dowager liked recently, and she wanted to go to the small kitchen to prepare it and accompany the Empress Dowager to lunch.

As soon as Aunt Cui said a few things, the little palace maid guarding the door of the outer hall hurriedly ran in and said breathlessly, "No...... It's not good, someone in Chang'an Hall sent a message, saying that Lin Shuyuan's mother had abdominal pain, and I was afraid that she was going to give birth. ”

"Foolish thing!" The Empress Dowager reprimanded angrily, "The birth of the prince and princess is a happy event, why can't you even speak!" ”

Feng Miao couldn't sit still, the day was clearly not yet here, and she had always been very well maintained, how could she suddenly be born prematurely.

"The Empress Dowager, the concubine wants to go and see Sister Lin." She is good friends with Lin Lang, and the Queen Mother already knows it, so there is no need to hide it at this time. The Empress Dowager nodded and agreed, "Go, this is Hong'er's first child, it's better to have more money." ”

When Feng Miao came out of the Fengyi Palace, he saw Honeysuckle waiting there with an anxious face, walking around in circles. Seeing Feng Miao come out, Honeysuckle finally breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward and hugged her and said, "Jieyu Niangniang, you can figure it out, the slave has been waiting here for a long time." ”

The palace maid had just gone in to report, Feng Miao frowned slightly, but she didn't care to ask, and asked her about the situation in Chang'an Hall as she walked.

Honeysuckle doesn't go to Chang'an Hall on weekdays, this morning the old lady of Chang'an Hall came over, saying that she was going to the imperial dining room to get the ingredients for medicinal food, but it happened that Feng Miao was not there, so she asked Honeysuckle to go over and help take care of the small stove of decoction. Halfway through, the old lady said that there were too many things, and Honeysuckle asked Xinbi to help.

Not long after they left, Lin Lang became in pain, and at first she was just restless, but Honeysuckle helped her walk back and forth in the side hall. Gradually, Lin Lang couldn't support it anymore, and then he felt that something was wrong. Wen Po, the imperial doctor, and the nurse were all arranged in advance, but they didn't live in the Chang'an Palace, but Honeysuckle didn't know where to go to invite someone, and the two rough palace maids left behind were also clumsy and couldn't speak clearly. Honeysuckle was so anxious that he had to go to the Fengyi Hall to invite Feng Miao.

This thing is strange everywhere, Feng Miao was worried about Lin Lang's situation, and she didn't have time to think about it, so she rushed all the way into Chang'an Palace. Lin Lang lay pale and weak on the bed, and the skirt of his lower body was completely wet with blood. The two rough palace maids stood timidly to the side, not daring to step forward.

"Sister Lin, what do you think?" Feng Miao sat on the edge of the bed, held her hand, and took a handkerchief to wipe away her cold sweat.

Lin Lang smiled at her and held Feng Miao's wrist with all his might, "Please, no matter what...... In any case, the child must be saved. ”

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