When Feng Miao returned to the meditation room, Honeysuckle was not surprised at all when she saw her, and only said, "I knew that the lady would not be able to leave."

Hearing her say this, Feng Miao became curious, sat on the edge of the bed and asked, "Why?" ”

Honeysuckle can already get up, but he can't lean on his back, and sitting is not as comfortable as lying on his stomach. She turned her head slightly to the side, leaned down on Feng Miao's hand and said, "After dinner today, Huikong and Jingxin had a big fight because of the competition for water. I heard the two of them say, I don't know what's going on, but at the foot of the back mountain, there are many people who look like guards. I guess there was some important person who came to Qingyan Temple, and he didn't want to reveal his identity, so he only let the guards who followed him block the road behind the mountain. ”

Seeing that Feng Miao was listening with great interest, she talked about what they had said when they quarreled, and even talked about how much incense money Huikong would collect in a chanting ceremony.

Feng Miao looked at the burns on her back that were beginning to scab, and said with a smile, "Yes, after lying on her stomach for a few days, her mind has grown a lot." "Lying on the bed and unable to move, you can listen to so much news in the corner, it is indeed something that only honeysuckle can do.

The Rouran man was obviously a frequent visitor to the party, and he came to have a private meeting, so naturally he didn't dare to let the lord in his mouth know, so the guards in the back mountain must not have been brought by him. The people arranged by Gao Huan will never take the guards up the mountain, and the only thing left is the young man with the mask of the Wuyi by the water. Feng Miao was thinking about what she heard at night, and at the same time she used a soft cloth to help honeysuckle wipe her back, and when the scab was scabbed, it was the most itchy, but she couldn't scratch it with her hands.

Honeysuckle struggled to dodge, and said in fear, "How dare you work for a lady to serve a slave and a maid......"

Feng Miao didn't care at all, pressed her moving hand and said, "There are only two of us here, why bother about what identity?" Besides, I don't want you to be a slave for a long time. ”

Honeysuckle still didn't want to go, but she couldn't resist Feng Miao's meaning, so she could only lie down sideways, not daring to let her serve in a big way. After being silent for a moment, she suddenly remembered something and said to Feng Miao, "When the lady just left tonight, I always felt that someone outside the house seemed to be looking in. When I got up, I only saw a vague figure, as if wearing a red and green mask, and I don't know if I was mistaken. ”

Feng Miao's hand paused, and for a moment he almost felt that the person was coming to see her on purpose, but then he felt that it was impossible, maybe he was just a noble son who didn't want to reveal his identity, and he happened to come to Qingyan Temple.

Honeysuckle turned his back to Feng Miao, didn't see the change in her expression, and just continued, "I'm not afraid of anything else, I'm just afraid that this mountain is secluded, no better than the palace, there are those ill-intentioned people, how can it be good to frighten the lady......"

Feng Miao shook her head slightly, it seemed that Honeysuckle was treating that person as a disciple who was peeping into the meditation room. In fact, the territory of the Great Wei has always respected Buddhism, unless it is like Nianxin, bringing people who are familiar with themselves to the Buddhist temple, ordinary people are afraid of the reincarnation of cause and effect, and they still dare not go to the Buddhist temple to spread wild. What's more, there are still Huikong and more than a dozen other strong sisters-in-law in Qingyan Temple, even if there are really Dengzi disciples, they will not be able to take advantage of being surrounded by them and teaching them a hard lesson with a flat pole carrying water.

Huikong and a dozen sisters-in-law...... Thinking of this, Feng Miao suddenly had an idea, lowered her head and asked Honeysuckle, "What do you think now, can you get up?" ”

Honeysuckle nodded, "It's no problem to get up, but what do you want me to inquire about?" ”

Feng Miao pulled the shirt on her back for her, "You are obedient now, you have self-knowledge before I speak." But you're only half right, and I want you to inquire about one thing first, and then spread it out exactly at all. ”

She attached herself to Honeysuckle's ear and whispered a few words, and Honeysuckle propped her hand on the edge of the bed and said, "It's no problem, it will be done at lunch tomorrow." ”

The guards who appeared on the mountain behind Qingyan Temple were withdrawn when they arrived. Twelve black-clothed guards knelt on one knee in front of a young man dressed in a humble civilian costume and wearing a multicolored ritual mask. The young man raised his hand to take off the mask, and hung it on his left arm very naturally, and the face behind the mask was bright, and it was Tuoba Hong without the slightest smile.

This is the most outstanding twelve of the first batch of personal guards that Feng Dan helped him train, and he was secretly sent to Pingcheng not long ago, and he directly obeyed Tuoba Hong's orders. Even if he was close to King Tuoba of Shiping, he didn't know that these twelve people existed, and he couldn't order them to do anything.

Tuoba Hong untied the flask hanging from his waist, raised his head and took a sip, then handed it to the first guard on his right, "In front of you, I am not the Son of Heaven, but a brother who advances and retreats with you. In my eyes, you are not ordinary soldiers, but my right-hand men. ”

His words, majestic and intimate, make people willingly willing to follow him until the last moment of their lives. The black-clothed guards passed the wine jug, and each of them raised their heads and took a sip of wine, which was not the elixir and jade liquid, but the cheapest and inferior liquor they drank when they were bleeding and sweating and digging caves in Wuzhou Mountain. But as soon as the wine entered his throat, his chest was like a flame.

Tuoba Hong looked straight ahead and spoke, his eyes seemed to be fixed on everyone, "Now that the situation is compelling, I can't let you be famous in the world." But I can now promise in the name of the Son of Heaven that when the day when great things are accomplished, I will personally give you golden armor and golden swords, make you the personal guards of the Son of Heaven, and ascend and close the gate with me! ”

He knew that this glorious incentive would be much more useful to a hot-blooded man than any gold or silver. When I used to read history books, I read what Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty Liu Xiu said when he was a teenager - "Shi Eun should be the ruling Jinwu, and marrying a wife should be Yin Lihua", the historian commented that Emperor Guangwu also had no ambitions, but he just wanted to be an official of the rank of the ruling Jinwu. But Tuoba Hong, who was under the pressure of the Empress Dowager, understood that it was the ambition that was circling and roaring in Liu Xiu's heart, a real man, he should cross the horse long street and shine for a thousand years!

As soon as his words fell, the twelve guards bowed down in unison, they could not answer loudly, but the neat movements like one person had already explained everything.

Tuoba Hong's fingers caressed the mottled oil paint on the mask of the Wuyi, with a hint of soft affection in the corners of his eyes, he drew six out of the twelve, and said to them, "The first order I gave you is to stay in Qingyan Mountain, no matter what turmoil happens in Pingcheng in the future, no matter what...... Even if something happens to me, I must protect the woman in the meditation room on the mountain. ”

The six of them were stunned in unison, but they quickly bowed their heads and clenched their fists, obeying the emperor's orders, which was the first thing they learned.

The corners of the eaves of the imperial palace reveal a vague outline in the distant night. Those who can't sleep peacefully this night are also the empress dowager in the Fengyi Palace.

She is nearly fifty years old, which is really a lot of age in the harem. In the side hall separated by a wall, the babbling child is already her great-grandchild. She leaned closer to the bronze mirror and carefully looked at the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, which she couldn't wipe with her fingers.

Aunt Cui broke her hair and combed it carefully with jasmine oil. The Empress Dowager already has a lot of white hair on her head, but when she usually coils her hair in a bun, she will dye it black with herbs, which is not very visible. Thinking of the people and things the Empress Dowager was going to see tomorrow night and what she was going to do, Aunt Cui felt sad for a while, and with a shake of her hand, the rhinoceros horn comb inlaid with the jade handle fell to the ground.

"Jinxin, you said that after a hundred years of mourning, how will the historian record the life of the mourning family?" The Empress Dowager stroked the emerald green bracelet on her wrist and said faintly, "It must be recorded that the mourning family is a vicious woman with a femme fatale heart, right?" "She poisoned her husband's son and is now going to do it to her titular grandson again.

When Aunt Cui bent down, she quietly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a slight smile when she got up, "The Empress Dowager has assisted three generations of emperors, and when you listen to the government, the Great Wei Kingdom is peaceful and peaceful, even if it is after ten thousand generations, you are also a generation of virtuous queens." ”

"A generation of virtuous queens?" The Empress Dowager snorted coldly, "It's just four words, just a lifetime of mourning for the family?" When she entered the palace as a maid, she was still a girl under the age of ten, with two horned buns on her head, and she sang milkily in her aunt Feng Zhaoyi's palace. The man, whom she should have called her uncle, covered her mouth. She struggled and cried, kicking and striking the dragon pattern on the man with all her might, but the vicious dragon still pressed down, and the sharp pain pierced her ungrown body......

"Niangniang......" Aunt Cui's hands trembled, and she didn't even notice that her comb teeth were hooking the hair of the Queen Mother. She hadn't called it that way in years, and she vividly remembered how frightened and desperate the young empress had been when she heard of Emperor Wencheng's will to leave a funeral. But now, on the delicate makeup of the Queen Mother, it is rare to see emotional changes.

But in a blink of an eye, the Empress Dowager regained her previous calm, "Use the plain gauze clothes from before, you stay here tomorrow to take care of the Er, no one is allowed to come in, and no one can let anyone know that the mourning family has gone to the Changli Palace." "She wants to negotiate a condition with the Rouran people, just like when she used to negotiate conditions with the important ministers of the court and the envoys of the Southern Dynasty. Even if she is the empress dowager, she still has nothing, and the only one who can exchange it is herself.

Aunt Cui answered "yes", put aside the prepared clothes and jewelry, and went to the next door to pick up the crown prince and send it to the queen mother. This is already the third prince raised by the Empress Dowager, and she will do whatever it takes to send this child to the dragon throne. She has nothing left in her life, no parents, no lovers, no children, no friends, all she can grasp is power.

The Empress Dowager looked at the little face of the crown prince, and Lin Lang gave birth to the child and went, which saved a lot of trouble. She knew that Tuoba Hong was a loving person, as long as it was for the sake of the prince's biological mother, this child would definitely become his weakness. Her heart suddenly felt a little soft, when Hong'er first reported it, it was also a small lump, wrapped in dragon-patterned swaddling clothes, fair and pink, at first glance it looked a bit like a girl, and only when she grew up did she become heroic.

The crown prince seemed to be sleepy, and rubbed against Aunt Cui. The Empress Dowager suddenly said "Huh", and said to Aunt Cui as if talking to herself, "This child's parents are thin-faced people, why does he have big eyebrows?" ”

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