Ye Jia's gaze only swept over her cheeks very occasionally, and her heart was not shocked and confused - in a hurry, he refused to go to the palace easily, and it was better not to see each other. This time, because the Queen Mother had to come, when I saw her again, I saw her silk and expensive clothes, bright and beautiful, and she was a little more gorgeous than before she was sick.

Those who hide their hearts dare not reveal it.

Don't even dare to speak more.

If you talk too much, you will lose.

Silence is golden.

Ye Jia had no choice but to look away, he was not a politician who had been in the world for a long time, so his words and deeds seemed strange. Even Tuoba Hong was aware of his rustiness - there was a deep estrangement with himself and Miao Lian - as if he could never return to the intimacy of the past.

At the dinner, the atmosphere finally eased a bit.

A table of vegetarian feasts: mushroom tofu, bean curd cabbage sum, all kinds of mountain dishes.

At the banquet, the imperial chef presented a jar of old wine, which was the aged daughter red from the Southern Dynasty, which is said to have a history of several decades.

"Ye Jia, Miao Lian, you all taste it, this is the famous wine daughter of the Southern Dynasty, it is said that this jar of wine has been hidden under a red plum tree, after wind, frost, rain and snow, wonderful......"

Let's not talk about the wine, it's just the jar for the wine, which is exquisitely carved and exquisite. As soon as the lid was lifted, a fragrance came to my nose......

The crowd was drunk almost immediately.

Buddhism was originally abstained from alcohol and meat, and it was not until the time of Emperor Wu of Liang in the Southern Dynasty that vegetarianism was slowly prescribed. Ye Jia is a monk in the northern country, although there are not so many rules, but he has cultivated himself since he was a child, and he is rarely contaminated with meat. At this time, he took out the palace wine, and he didn't shirk it, and took a drink.

It was Feng Miaolian, Tuoba Hong had just poured her a glass himself, she was about to drink it, but as if he remembered something, he reached out and took her wine glass away.

Feng Miaolian was stunned.

Tuoba Hong smiled: "Doctor Hua said, Miaolian, you are curing the cold of the palace with moxibustion, and you can't drink alcohol...... You'll just have some tea...... The treatment ...... must not be neglected"

When he said the word "treatment", Feng Miaolian immediately remembered the strange treatment he insisted on, and couldn't help but blush—especially in front of Ye Jia.

Moreover, he held her hand, and the two seemed so close - she realized that this was deliberate intimacy, no matter how affectionate the two were, Tuoba Hong would never show it in front of outsiders before.

Poor Ye Jia naturally didn't understand what kind of "therapy" they were talking about—his eyes only swept over the hands he was holding—and he looked completely casual, and only raised his glass to block his vision.

He didn't dare to look at it, and he couldn't look at it.

No one knows what scriptures are being read in their hearts.

Feng Miaolian's face changed suddenly.

If it was usual, it would be nothing, but now in front of Ye Jia, deep down, it was like a woman who had suddenly been stripped of her clothes - it's not that Ye Jia didn't know, so he didn't feel ashamed.

That kind of inner shame and betrayal, like a cheating person, was suddenly put naked in the sun.

I'm cheating on myself - cheating on Ye Jia behind my back.

Now, the adulterer had no scruples to speak in the boudoir.

Her face turned red and her ears turned red.

"Drink, drink...... Come, Yega, let's drink first......"

Ye Jia is respectful and obedient.

He didn't have to refuse.

This time, Tuoba Hong talked very much, from the flooding of the Yellow River to the disobedience of the prince...... It's all the bitterness and joy of life. Mortals are heartbroken by running for a living, how can the emperor's job be easy and comfortable?

It's all he is saying, the two are listeners.

The two men talked happily. Ye Jia drank a lot, and Tuoba Hong drank even more. This wine has been concentrated for decades, and the strength of the wine is naturally great. Feng Miaolian saw that the situation was not good, but she still reluctantly said: "Your Majesty, you drink slowly...... Drink less......"

He was already a little drunk, looked at the woman next to him, and suddenly laughed: "Miaolian, why do you keep calling me Your Majesty?" Ever since you returned to the palace, I have always felt that you ...... Think you're ......."

Feng Miaolian was stunned.

He slurred his words as if he was thinking about how to confess, "Miaolian...... I don't think you've been as close to me as ever since you returned to the palace...... By the way, you didn't always call me Your Majesty...... Aha...... I still want you to call me 'Hong'er...... Haha, now it's just the three of us, why don't you call me that? Look at you, you are always called 'Ye Jia' and 'Ye Jia', how kind is this...... Let me feel that you are kind to Yegabi and me...... Hahaha......'"

Feng Miaolian's heart was shocked.

Tuoba Hong had never said this to her, but now, he said it in front of Ye Jia!

What do you mean?

Her face was red: "Your Majesty...... You've drunk too much......"

"Hahaha...... Miao Lian, you see your face is red...... Why is that...... Hahaha...... Drinking, Ye Jia drinking ......"

Ye Jia's heart is also mixed.

Especially when he heard the emperor's words, he felt like a great sinner - his friend's wife could not be bullied, let alone the emperor's favorite concubine!!

He didn't drink much, but he raised his glass and drank it all.

The liquor went down, and his face turned pale.

"Hahaha...... I really can't see it, Ye Jia, you have a good amount of wine, it's really good...... One more drink...... One more drink...... Hahaha...... To tell you the truth, I'm just a big head these days, and I have to fight against the Southern Dynasty and worry about the harem, especially Xun'er...... Inquire about this son of a scumbag...... Alas, he became the crown prince, I really don't know, I really don't know what the northern country will become after I die...... It's unbearable, it's unbearable......"

The palace door was closed, and three close friends - these words, he would never say in front of outsiders. At this time, he was three points drunk and seven points strong, but he felt that his chest was depressed: "I'm worried about what I will do if it goes on like this?" Who will teach you? Alas, it's hard, it's hard......"

Such a royal secret, even Ye Jia didn't dare to agree easily, and didn't say a word.

Feng Miaolian was the most sober, but she couldn't interject.

No one responded, and Tuoba Hong was a little disappointed.

Gradually, some indignation was revealed in his eyes, and he didn't know whether to be angry with himself or others.

"Well, I know...... None of you dare to speak...... When you mention the matter of the prince, you will not respond...... I know...... You weren't like that before......"

Before, wasn't he and wasn't like this?

Feng Miaolian is also a little angry, if it is her own son, of course she has the right to speak - but now she is an outsider!

Just a complete outsider, what do you say?

At best, that's hypocrisy, and at worst, it's sowing discord.

How to speak?

The air has become less harmonious.

Gatherings between old friends can never go back.

The three of them, each with their own concerns, all felt a sense of disappointment in each other.

Tuoba Hong couldn't hold it anymore after drinking a few large glasses, and fell asleep on the table.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty......"

Feng Miaolian was taken aback, Ye Jia hurriedly touched his pulse before saying in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, this is a tiring journey, and my heart is depressed, so I can't drink enough, just rest a little......"

The eyes are facing each other.

Feng Miaolian was not thinking about the drunk Tuoba Hong, but about the man opposite.

She stared at him blankly, and a thousand memories of the past came to the bottom of her mind, but she couldn't say a word.

Ye Jia was also silent.

This silence may have been too long, so long that Feng Miaolian was almost disappointed: Ye Jia, didn't he have anything to say to himself? After being separated for so long, he only remembers the Buddha? Forgot about yourself? Even in this situation, he won't say anything, it doesn't matter, she understands!

- But he didn't even look at himself.

It's true!

Didn't look at it.

Just when Tuoba Hong was purring, he didn't even look at her, and he almost didn't even want to make contact with her gaze.

Actually, she didn't dare to look at him very much.

In front of Tuoba Hong, the two of them couldn't act as if nothing had happened, and they hadn't cultivated to that point.

Soon, he stood up, and his tone was also light: "Your Majesty is drunk, you should rest early, I will leave first." ”

Feng Miaolian did not answer.

She only stood up and went to help Tuoba Hong herself.

He was too drunk, and he was tall, and she was weak, how could she stand up? When he moved, her body shook, and she was almost swept away by him and fell to the ground.

"Feng Zhaoyi, let's call the palace maids to serve......"

A "Feng Zhaoyi" pulled the distance between the two far, far away.

This man didn't even dare to call "Miaolian".

She suddenly sneered, very low, very low. Like mosquitoes buzzing.

"You're laughing at me?"

Ye Jia was stunned.

remembered his voice "Feng Zhaoyi!" ”

Yes, she is still Feng Zhaoyi. After so many years, her identity has never changed - just Feng Zhaoyi, not Empress Feng. Even if she once cheated, even if she once went out of the wall—even if she returned to the palace again—it was still just Feng Zhaoyi.

The status is low!

Love is hopeless.

Especially, it was Ye Jia who called himself that.

Feng Zhaoyi - she thinks it's a humiliating title.

"Miao Lian...... I ......"

Her expression was very cold, she didn't answer, she only helped Tuoba Hong up, "Your Majesty, go and rest......"

With a lot of effort, he dragged him up and went straight to the dormitory.

He wants to catch up, but he can't.

This is not a family temple, this is a royal palace.

It's Tuoba Hong's - home!

How dare a man covet his wife in another man's house?

He felt shameless - he would definitely go to hell when he died.

Yes, there will definitely be hell.

Ye Jia stood for a while, and had to leave gloomily.

This was the only thing the two of them said when they met, and perhaps, he didn't hear it very clearly. I only know the back of her anger - because she can't love, so angry.

Just like the guest room where he was placed.

Even though he is a monk, he is indifferent by nature and does not yet have a material nature, but the royal style is different after all, and even if it is a monk's room, it is also elegant and clean.

But this night, Ye Jia Guoshi couldn't sleep all night.

He's a man!

A normal man.

Especially in the prime of life, the blood is strong.

Even if you eat fasting and recite the Buddha, even if you cultivate your nature, what can the Buddha do to make a man truly "color is emptiness?" ”

Just like the faint fragrance that still lingered on the tip of the nose, it was a unique fragrance that belonged to Feng Miaolian, a light rose, a delicate red lip - even the night of his affair with her.