This is also the most burdensome sentence she left to her son in her life.

As smart as she was, she only saw prosperity on the surface, deferential and gentle, and deep brotherhood—his siblings sincerely bowed to his feet, friendly and harmonious, and never had any trouble.

I didn't even remember to mention my son - a long life, who can see the bottom at a glance?

If something goes wrong, should we cut off those pedantic promises with a single sword?

It can be seen that no one is really always far-sighted.

Tuoba Hong was oppressed by these two voices.

Be kind and be kind...... Be kind and be kind...... The word kindness is all over my mind.

I have been kind to them, but who will be kind to me?

Two voices, two powers, he suddenly held his head, and the pain was like a crack.

The man behind all this is his brother.

His half-brother.

From Fang Shan's assassination to Xun'er's murder...... These, all operated by his brother. King Xianyang, King Xianyang—he knew for a long time that he had done all this.

He could have relieved him of his military power, and he could wipe out all the dead soldiers he raised, but what next? What's next? Arrest him? Killed? Or to accuse the world of the great perverse crimes he has committed? How sudden, how shocking...... What about the illusion of fraternity and harmony of the past? What about the deliberately created reputation of benevolence, righteousness and filial piety? This is the common moral belief that the subjects of Luoyang abide by after the relocation of the capital.

The most terrible thing about a society is not the underdevelopment of the economy, but the decline of the overall morality and the loss of faith.

In this way, it soon went to extinction.

He is an emperor, not an ordinary person, with tens of thousands of heavy burdens on his shoulders.

Therefore, when he killed his son, he dared to give an order; When it was the brother's turn, he was exhausted.

He slowly fell on the bed, in a daze, only put his hand to his heart, and crossed: Queen Mother, Father, forgive me! ~！！

Folk Langzhong was invited overnight. He is not the legendary child-faced crane-haired, fairy-like bones, and he can't see any signs of being good at health preservation. is a shriveled, short, thin old man, who does not see the demeanor of the legendary miracle doctor.

The first time Tuoba Hong saw him, he felt unremarkable.

"Caomin Jiangzhi Zhe knocks to see Your Majesty."

Zhejiang?

Tuoba Hong only sighed with a good name. The first time I saw Tianyan, there was no panic, and I was neither humble nor arrogant. At this time, Tuoba Hong really has two good feelings.

Lao Langzhong was invited in the middle of the night, but he didn't show too much tiredness, and after a while, he muttered for a long time before saying, "Your Majesty, this illness is not a serious illness. Because of his strong body, he survived ordinary typhoid fever in three to five days. Seven or eight days at most is about the same. However, His Majesty's heart was depressed, and his turbidity was depressed, and his three-point illness became seven-point ......."

Tuoba Hong was really impressed at this time.

He didn't even say it badly.

"The essence of a person is the flesh and blood, if the spirit is damaged, no matter how much nourishment is useless. Your Majesty wants to be healed, not only with a decoction and medicine, but also with a soothing heart disease, so that you can recover as soon as possible...... But remember, smile often, big and small things are left behind, no matter how big things are, where can it compare to the health of the body? ”

Only a doctor would say that.

Big things can't compare to the health of a skin.

Tuoba Hong smiled bitterly.

Heart disease is relieved, and laughter is perennial, how can life be?

In the eyes of the world, the emperor is heaven and earth, and he has whatever he wants. However, who knows that the source of happiness in life is not actually rich and will be automatically given to you?

Except for the tyrant of immorality and the person who becomes the emperor, the ** of the ten, rarely has a truly happy and carefree life.

Even if it is the desolate tyrant, the final outcome is unhappy - either on the deer platform**, or he was beheaded by the second minister. Who is happy all their lives?

Jiang Zhizhe prescribed a prescription and was taken down by the old servant to suffer personally.

When I went out, I ran into a patrolling Gao Lu. This well-known good old man, because he was worried about the emperor's illness, and thought of Xie Xian's very treacherous words, he no longer dared to take it lightly, His Majesty thoroughly inspected around the tent, every grass and tree, every soup and medicine, all of which were inspected by him personally, for fear of being taken advantage of.

The display of the army is just boiling medicine, but it seems that the grass and trees are all soldiers, and those who don't know it think that they are waiting for the assassins to come to the door.

This night, where can you easily survive it?

Staying in a small town, the people are simple, every family closes their doors as soon as it gets dark, and there is no singing and dancing, plus the emperor's army is stationed, who dares to come out and look around?

He suddenly struggled to stand up, called for someone to freshen up, bathe and change clothes.

The old servant asked in surprise: "Your Majesty, who are you?" ”

"I want to go out for a walk, I can't sleep, I'm very bored."

"It's windy outside, and Your Majesty's typhoid fever hasn't healed, how can I do it?"

Tuoba Hong didn't listen, and he didn't bring many people, only letting a few close guards and eunuchs follow. He wore a big hat, rode a big horse, and walked a few steps slowly, but he felt a bad breath that had been suffocated in his chest for a long time slowly exhale.

After walking for a while, he stopped in the moonlight and saw a vast black lotus pond in front of him. The lotus leaves have long since withered, leaving only a place to wither, and from a distance, it is like a black hole in the sky.

"I actually forgot that dozens of miles ahead is the queen's maiden home."

He seemed to be talking to himself.

The old servant asked, "Does Your Majesty want to go to the Feng family to have a look?" ”

He groaned, not knowing how to answer.

What are you going to do at Feng's house?

When he was a child, the Queen Mother was afraid that he would be lonely, and once invited the two sons of the Feng family to play with him in the palace. Between children, there is also a bit of intimate affection. Later, when he ascended the throne and grew up, of course they did not dare to come to him again; And then, they were all separated.

"Alas...... Master Feng also passed away...... I didn't expect the days to go by so quickly......"

Feng family brothers, Master Feng...... Empress Dowager Feng......

And, of course, the Feng sisters.

In his life, he and the Feng family are an entangled fate. The two queens are both women of the Feng family, what else can they say? He just shook his head, what's the point of going to Feng's house again? Where is there no Feng Miaolian.

Miao Lian.

Miao Lian.

It was the first time he had thought of her in all a long time—not that he had forgotten her, of course, but that night, and suddenly the feeling of longing intensified. Outside the Jin Ge Iron Horse, it seems to smell the aroma of stewed dried apples with roe deer meat, the crisp sweetness of the oil of the shredded apples, and the fragrant honey-like taste......

Miao Lian.

What is she doing now?

In the palace longing for your return?

Or, is it also sleepless all night, thinking about what is on your mind, because you are afraid that this life will not be conceived again, and you are afraid that you will never be able to get very favor again, so you are sad and worried?

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