She hurts for him when she loves him, and hurts for him when she doesn't.

The lover who was willing to sacrifice his life to protect him, but in the end, he would rather give up his life to get rid of it?

I felt uncomfortable for a while, and I didn't pull out my arm for a long time, until she turned sideways.

The arm was slightly numb, but relieved.

Because when she turned over, the look on her face was very calm.

The appearance of the eyelashes closed on his eyes reminded him of her childhood, what a lovely girl, bouncing all day long, catching butterflies and grasshoppers on the mountains of North Wudang, and after returning to the palace, she was not at ease, and made chickens and dogs jump in the imperial garden all day long. At that time, he was a young man, and as soon as he became an emperor, he felt that he was immediately ten years old. The six- or seven-year-old child ascended the throne, he didn't dare to take a wrong step or say the wrong word, and the Queen Mother was inadvertently not so kind, and she was far more stern than smiling. Especially after the appearance of the batman Lao A, the Queen Mother is completely like a different person, and her strictness towards him is unimaginable.

Many times, if he hadn't firmly remembered what his father said before he died, he would hardly be able to sustain it.

"Hong'er, no matter who provokes you in the future, don't believe it. Except for the Queen Mother, absolutely no one in this world will be better to you. Because, she is yours...... Mother! ”

He will never forget this sentence.

It is also a strong spiritual pillar left by his father.

For so many years, it is not that no one has sowed discord, on the contrary, the provocation has emerged one after another. If you are a little weak-willed, you will turn your face and fight for power and profit with the Queen Mother.

Because she's his mother!

The love of the world is none other than the biological mother. He is her only son, so whatever she decides, he can only obey unconditionally.

Sometimes, he even feels like a puppet. A child can only be a puppet.

That monument was too high, and no matter how talented he was praised by the Xianbei ministers, he could not surpass the height she had set.

Gradually, the teenage child, the thirty-year-old mind.

He is actually not a few years older than Miao Lian, but he feels much older than her, like a person from two eras. Because of this, her bouncing brought him so much joy.

At that time, the eunuchs and palace maids around him would return all the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the little emperor to the queen mother at any time, eating, drinking, and lazing.

Up and down the palace, she was the only one who could make him open his heart and speak. And she won't tell anyone those secrets.

Even the Queen Mother didn't say it.

At that time, he thought she was his most reliable ally, his secret friend. When I grew up, I realized that it was a window left by the Queen Mother.

The significance of this window to him can be imagined.

The years in my life can't be erased.

Like the oldest of those passages, the gloomy prince, no, no, no, is the gloomy king, and a lively Cinderella shines in the sun in his heart.

This ray of sunshine accompanied him for so many years, until the death of the Queen Mother.

Don't need that ray of sunshine now?

His gaze turned out the window and saw the autumn twilight, so haggard that the night could no longer shine in.

He walked out slowly and ordered dinner.

When picking a recipe, I read it very carefully, and I thought about it, which ones do she like to eat? Stewed dried apples with roe deer meat? Pulled apples? Bird's nest porridge?

After watching it for a long time, he taught it to the imperial cook.

The atmosphere in Zhaoyang Hall was very solemn, and the palace maids trembling outside the door and the boxes they handed over.

The palace maids knelt in a row, their voices were like gnats, and no one dared to mention the matter of leaving the palace.

"Liu'er, what are these?"

She whispered: "Back to Your Majesty, this is the ...... that the mother gave to the slaves."

He casually opened a box and saw the abundance inside.

It was all a reward he gave after she returned to the palace. And when she was not in the palace a few years ago, every reward he left her share, which accumulated over time and was very considerable.

But what is the value of more treasure at this time?

Looking at the Zhaoyang Hall again, I was surprised to find that the dresser was empty. The wardrobe was empty, too, and even her gorgeous clothes were all gone. I don't know how long it took to make such a decisive decision.

dismissed the palace maid and went to his own death.

It started when she returned to the Zhaoyang Hall again, right?

Unfortunately, he didn't even notice it.

No matter how wise a person is, he can only guess the result, but he can't see through the process.

When he was scheming, when he was full of anger, when he mocked her for being greedy and vain, and only recognized the identity of the queen, she was already covered in bruises. At this time, what is the identity of the queen?

infinitely embarrassed, sad in my heart, I don't know if it's for her or for myself.

"Mother's things, slaves and maids dare not accept them...... Please take back ...... Your Majesty"

"That's it, that's it, since she has rewarded you, take it."

That is her personal belongings, and it is also the reward of Zhaoyi's career in the past few years, and she can dispose of her private money as she wants. But the palace maids did not dare to trespass, so many gorgeous clothes, silver taels, jewelry...... What should Feng Zhaoyi do when she wakes up? She herself was already empty.

No one dared to ask for it.

But no one dared to go against the emperor's decision.

The box was still taken out, and the Zhaoyang Hall was very empty.

The emperor announced his resignation for three days.

He was a very hardworking man, and it was very rare for him to announce his retirement on non-major festivals. At this time, the news of the queen's deposition had been announced through the ceremonial officials, and everyone in the government and the opposition knew about it.

For a while, there were different opinions and an uproar.

Isn't the queen a well-known virtuous? Why was she deposed?

What about the charges?

King Xianyang was very frightened, and wanted to inquire with the imperial brother, but he couldn't ask to see him after a continuous report. No one told him what was going on, and he couldn't hear it.

The old lady and the other concubines who participated in this matter that day were tight-lipped, for fear that they would cause trouble if they said more than half a sentence.

Three days later, the emperor ordered the canonization of the new empress.

Not surprisingly, it was Feng Miaolian.

However, the government and the opposition were shocked.

Even Master Feng heard that it was like the sky falling, and he didn't know whether he was happy or sad.

In this world, there is only an eternal emperor and no eternal queen.

Although they were all his daughters, there was no difference.

The crime of the deposed Empress Feng has not been mentioned much, nor has it been expanded, and the government and the opposition do not dare to ask, after all, they are all the daughters of the Feng family, and the family cannot be disgraced between the abolition.

Master Feng had a brief contact with King Xianyang during this period, but King Xianyang still didn't find out the news he wanted, and only sensitively realized that there was a difference between himself and the imperial brother.

Two days later, I got the news that the emperor personally took Feng Miaolian back to the main hall.

Tuoba Hong got up very early that day, and when he came back after the early dynasty, the imperial doctor reported that Feng Miaolian's injuries were no longer in trouble, so please rest assured that Your Majesty was completely relieved.

As he was sorting things out, he saw a large box in the corner. He went to open it himself, but saw that it was all plain things: oil gourds, cheap hairpins, hairpins, ornaments, small silk scarves, and a few very chic dresses. These costumes are full of strong Southern Dynasty style, and there is even a large shawl full of Persian style.

None of these things, he could be sure of belonged to the palace.

It wasn't given to her by herself.

When she had given everything to the maids, the only thing left was this one chest.

Liu Er asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, do you take these things with you too?" ”

He was in no hurry to answer.

turned around and entered the room and saw Feng Miaolian with her eyes closed. He didn't know if she was awake or asleep, but she never opened her eyes as long as he was in front of her.

"Miao Lian, do you want to take that box with you?"

No one answered.

He said to himself, "Well, I don't think there's anything important in this box." I guess it's something you did when you were in the family temple. It doesn't seem to be needed, and since you said no, you don't have to take it away. ”

She refused, didn't she?

The woman on the bed still didn't open her eyes, and she didn't answer.

"Miao Lian, since you agreed, I'll dispose of this box?"

She still didn't answer.

"Okay, I'll just take your consent."

Tuoba Hong immediately ordered the box to be sealed very decisively, and since then, no one has known its whereabouts.

Bu Yuan returned to the main hall from the Zhaoyang Hall in a very low-key manner, and the woman in the car was still asleep. Perhaps because of the medication, she slept soundly.

When the car stopped at the door of the main hall, everyone felt like a world away.

It was an arduous court struggle, whether it was a means or a strategy, but it was not easy to win a place in the court.

The etiquette of canonizing the queen has been handed over to the Ministry of Rites, and everyone is proceeding in an orderly manner according to the procedures, which is a major event after all, and it must not be sloppy. From the selection of auspicious days of the zodiac to the various cumbersome procedures, it is important to make sure that nothing goes wrong at every step.

Feng Miaolian was lying on the bed, unaware of the wind and rain outside.

When I woke up, I was lying on the big bed in the main hall.

It was a late morning, late autumn was cold, the sky was very dark, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that there was an extra man beside her.

These days, she doesn't actually fall asleep all the time, she is awake a lot.

After a trip to the Ghost Gate - to be exact, after utter disappointment, it would be strange for anyone to return to this place.

Even the man next to him is the same.

Sometimes, she felt like she didn't know him — a feud that began years ago.

The surrounding layout is colorful, the palace lights outside the window are full of new lights, and the main hall has obviously undergone some layout, just like the prelude to a happy event.

Such a season is not suitable for happy events.

After a long time, her gaze retracted and fell on the face of the man beside her. One of his hands habitually wrapped around her, his fingers intertwined, without any guilt.

He looked haggard, and he was deeply tired from his sleep.

Even the thick eyebrows of the former resolute were strangely tangled, as if he was the one who was hurt.