Gao Zhaorong hugged her young son and carefully stepped on the stone steps, she was more dedicated to this child than to the second prince Tuoba Ke, and she personally held it all the way and refused to let go, even the nurse could only follow on the side Bahong stretched out her hand to take it, but she was half ashamed and half disgusted and dodged sideways, insisting on holding herself.

Tuoba Hong let her go, raising his hand and touching the baby's fluffy hair, but avoiding the child's eyes. After all, half of the blood in this child's body comes from Miao'er, she likes children so much, even the noble children who used to know how to read in the school, she is willing to be patient and close to them one by one, and make some exquisite gadgets to teach them to read, not to mention the children she has worked hard to give birth to. Tuoba Hong turned his gaze, as long as Miao'er could come back, if there is a sin, he is the one who should bear the sin, his Miao'er, must return to him cleanly, he does not allow anyone to criticize her in the slightest.

Gao Zhaorong held the child, walked straight to the Buddha statue, and knelt down with the support of the maid. Feng Miao's eyes fell on the child fixedly, the little man in the swaddling clothes was still asleep, a little pink tongue tip was revealed in the little mouth that was pursed, and crystal clear saliva overflowed from the corners of the mouth. With just one look, she immediately recognized that it was the child she had worked so hard to give birth to, and there would never be a mistake.

The maidservant lit three pillars of incense for Gao Zhaorong, saluted in front of the Buddha, and then helped her to stand up. The abbot stepped forward, put his hands together and said to Gao Zhaorong, "Niangniang, can you ask the name of the little prince, the poor nun has already prepared the lamp oil, and the name of the little prince will be written later." ”

Gao Zhaorong smiled and stroked the side of the child's face, and said softly and charmingly, "Huai, the bosom of the valley." The abbot praised the name, bowed down and bowed, and went to prepare the name for blessing.

The body seemed to be doused with boiling hot water, cold and warm, Feng Miao stood in place, and didn't even notice that half of her body was poking outside. Her child has a name...... Huai'er, the bosom of humility.

"Huai'er, Tuoba Huai'......" Feng Miao whispered, and tears rolled down. In fact, this is really an excellent name, in addition to the meaning of the valley of humility, the word Huai also represents endless longing. But she, as a mother, heard this name from other women. It was so close, but she couldn't hold her child.

The royal prayer ceremony was long and dreary, and the continuous chanting echoed in the main hall like a tide. Gao Zhaorong kept holding his arms and wiping his little face with a handkerchief from time to time. Huai'er must be very smiling, and she grins in her sleep, occasionally smashing it twice, as if she dreamed of something sweet and delicious. Tuoba Hong stood aside, his eyes fixed on the swaddling clothes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Feng Miao has been trying hard to see Huai'er clearly, but he was already wrapped in swaddling clothes, and most of it was blocked by Gao Zhaorong, and he could only vaguely see a side face.

At the end of the ceremony, the abbot used a net bottle to hold rootless water and dusted a few drops on the little prince's body, symbolizing the protection of gods and Buddhas, and the absence of illness and disaster. The nurse and the maidservant girl gathered around, saying nice compliments, Gao Zhaorong smiled more and more gently and proudly, and asked his personal maid to reward them with the hundred-year-old knot prepared in advance. A jade ring is wrapped with a copper coin, wrapped around with red silk threads, and each hundred-year-old knot is made by the prince and wife who have asked for both children and daughters, and many blessings and longevity, showing the emperor's infinite favor for this young son.

Even if some people have doubts and see this, they don't dare to say anything more.

The nurses and maidservants surrounded their bosoms in the middle, and they couldn't see them at all. Gao Zhaorong walked out slowly, and the abbot also took the sister-in-law in the Minghang Temple and followed him out of the hall gate. Feng Miao stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance stupidly, but she couldn't see her arms at a glance.

The sister-in-law dispersed one after another, and the hall suddenly became empty, only the smell of sandalwood lingered for a long time. Feng Miao turned out from behind the Buddha statue and picked up a fallen handkerchief on the ground. Fang Cai Gao Zhaorong used it to wipe the saliva at the corner of Huai'er's mouth, and the best Shu Jinxiu handkerchief was only used once and then thrown away, which shows that this child's usual food and clothing are good. She put the handkerchief to her chest and murmured, "Huai'er......"

The tears were dried by the wind all the way, and it was late autumn at this time, and the wind swept through the body, and it was easy to blow through several layers of clothes. Feng Miaoquan didn't know where he was going, but he just followed the road he was used to walking every day, and returned to the meditation room where he lived in despair. Lingshu and Su Wen didn't know where they went, and they didn't come out as usual. She slowly slid down against the closed door, and sat down on the ground, holding her heavy and swollen head with both hands.

"Miao'er!" Someone called her name and walked out of the room quickly, "Why did you go out alone?" I don't want to wear one more piece of clothing......" The man pulled Feng Miao to her feet, and hugged her with open arms, wanting to use his body to give her some warmth.

The familiar smell of ambergris, mixed with the man's sun-like breath, wrapped Feng Miao entirely. For a moment, she hated the scent of ambergris, which symbolized supremacy, and she didn't know where the strength came from, she just wanted to push the man away. But the man held her firmly in front of him, and refused to let go no matter how hard she struggled and kicked.

"Miao'er, I know all the grievances in your heart," Tuoba Hong said in her ear, "It's not good for me, I think those guards can protect you, and you can ...... whatever you want to complain about me."

He slowly closed his eyes, and every word he said was as hard as stepping on the tip of a knife. When Xuan Yiwei reported to him that he had brought back Feng Niangzi and her newborn child, he was so happy that he stayed up all night, wanting to take a look at the child, but he was afraid that he would wake up their mother and son at night. He had already ordered someone to build the Minghang Temple as Feng Miao's shelter, and just waited for a suitable time to welcome her back to the palace in style.

But the first time the boy was brought to him, it was like a sharp knife plunging into his chest. His mother is Han, his eyes are pure black and brown, according to the records when he entered the palace, Feng Miao's parents are also Han, but this child ...... But there are a pair of eyes as green as jasper, exactly the same eyes as Gao Huan!

There were many nomads from other tribes in Xianbei in Pingcheng, and Xuan Yiwei also traced that among the people who wanted to be rude to Feng Miao that night, there were also people with light eyes. Inside and outside the palace, there were rumors spread by unknown people, saying that he had seen Gao Gao Huan secretly go to Qingyan Temple several times and have a private meeting with Feng, who was recuperating and practicing.

In Tuoba Hong's heart, there was only endless remorse, if it weren't for him, how could Miao'er suffer such humiliation? Now that the child has been born, he can only find a way to make Feng Miao no longer bothered by those gossips. The high-definition eyes are green, many people in the royal family have seen it, and if his sister gives birth to a blue-eyed child, it will make sense. He was already suspicious of the Gao brothers and sisters, but at this time, he had to endure it for the sake of Miao'er.

Feng Miao looked at him like a stranger, "What about my child?" Why did you give him away? ”

"I'm here for ......" Tuoba Hong suddenly felt a sense of distress in her questioning eyes, and the words that came to her mouth couldn't be said anyway. She was originally such a gentle, shy, wise and agile girl, like the first dew condensed on the tip of the tender grass in the early spring morning, rolling down on the palm of her hand, with a cool touch and the fragrance of flowers and trees. But now, she seems to be desperate to make enemies of everyone.

He couldn't bear to uncover the scar on her heart again, lowered his voice and said, "Miao'er, I am always for your good, that child recognizes Gao as a biological mother, so that no one will treat you...... If I have any objections to you, I will arrange everything and take you back as soon as possible. If you miss that child, I call her to take the child out to see you often, and you can see him often in the palace in the future, okay? ”

Feng Miao's eyes widened, almost suspecting that she had misheard, "Are you afraid that others will say that I am a moral disadvantage because of that child?" "Obviously it was him, who quietly entered the meditation room of Qingyan Temple on the night of the first night, but now he is hiding his head and tail. She didn't know that someone deliberately led Tuoba Hong to see another illusion, just when she was like her father, who loved power and power, she only wanted to win the world, and everything else could be abandoned.

"Miao'er, I owe you a debt for this matter, you can compensate you as much as you want." Tuoba Hong spoke in an almost pleading tone, and he ordered people to build such a gorgeous Ming Hang Temple, which had already caused a lot of discussion among the courtiers. As long as he can get Feng Miao to smile again, let him be like King Zhou You, and he will be willing to play the princes.

Feng Miao smiled coldly, "That's good, I want you to welcome me back to the palace as the queen." Tuoba Hong, I don't dare to hope to be your only wife in this life, don't you owe me, let me be the queen, it's not too much, right? ”

Tuoba Hong knew that what she said was angry, she never cared about any status, and the resentment and hatred in her heart could only be slowly smoothed out. Tuoba Hong stepped forward and took her thin body in his arms, "Miao'er, if you are abolished because you return to the palace, those ugly words will fall on you." I originally wanted to wait for the harem to be cleaned up before welcoming you back, but I didn't expect so many twists and turns to be born in Pingbai, so I don't want to wait any longer now, and I will wronged you first when I return to the palace......"

Feng Miao let him hold him like a puppet, her body stiffened and motionless, and even her voice was numb without any ups and downs, "Tuoba Hong, you can only lie to people, you can give me whatever you said just now, but I asked for it, but you refused." I want my pregnancy, I want Brother Xuanzhi to be safe and sound, can you afford it? The portrait of her heart was shattered by a knife, and she didn't even have the strength to question the letter she saw in the Xichang Marquis's mansion.

Tuoba Hong couldn't help but be stunned when he heard her say the name "Huai'er", and then he realized that she had been watching from the corner, and her child was being held in the arms of others as a son. No mother can bear that kind of taste.

Remorse almost shattered all the reason he barely maintained, and he didn't even have time to think about why Feng Miao suddenly mentioned Wang Xuanzhi. He could only humbly agree, "Yes, it's all my fault, it's me who caused you to be sad and cry all the time, so that I can use the rest of my life to compensate you well." Please...... Believe me for the last time. ”

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