It's also false to say that he was touched at all in his heart, no matter how bad he was and what kind of scheme, but after all, he was for her and for that title - men always say that reputation is not important, as long as you love you.

But isn't fame also one of the ways to love?

Confucius said that if the name is not right, the word is not good.

Isn't it a false deception for a man who refuses to push you under the common law of recognition and respect of the world, but expresses his love with vague verbal promises?

And he brought these things over and sent them to her after removing all obstacles, solving all the dangers to his life and resolving all the disputes over his name.

It's just that when he pressed her, the healed wound, the heart, was faintly painful.

It's like a tree that once had a piece of skin stripped of it.

This bark does not affect the overall health, but it is aesthetically flawed, and it is a testimony of a scar.

The pain gradually began to blur as his special treatment gradually warmed up, and gradually, his body seemed to boil, and his wheezing became heavier.

It was a very hard repetition.

Especially for him, when Xiao Biesheng was newly married, he had to restrain himself like this first, and in order to condition her body, he did this 3-5 times over and over again, and the perseverance of restraint can be imagined.

"You don't have to work so hard...... Leave me alone......"

She bit her lip slightly, like a gnat.

But he heard it, and found sweet words between his lips, and joy immediately came up: "Miao Lian, it's okay...... Soon...... I'm happy that way......"

For some reason, he is even more anxious about his children than she is.

So much so that she is a little strange, they are all people with a group of children, what does it matter if there is one more child? Is it really that important to have an extra child?

It's just a daughter, it's nothing more than the icing on the cake, raise an extra pet, fine clothes and food, glory and wealth, and choose a good family for her to marry when she grows up.

What if it's a son?

Because of the difference in the time of birth, he was destined to kneel at the feet of Xun'er for the rest of his life, and enjoy the taste of being suspicious of the imperial brother.

Is it really good to have a child like this?

However, she does not argue with him.

Since waking up from her injury, she has never argued anymore, and her true duty is like that of a court woman.

In the midst of the intensity, I heard his confused voice: "Miao Lian...... I'm so happy that we're together like this again...... I was restless every night a few days ago, but since you returned to the main hall, I finally relaxed......"

At that time, she was also exhausted.

Immerse yourself in the joy he brings.

Body and soul were separated, each enjoying its own pleasure - and because of that pleasure she fell asleep in less than two minutes.

In the middle of the night, there was a scream.

It was sent by Feng Miaolian.

A person walks through the boundless night, the wind whistling past his ears, countless demons and monsters chasing in the night, but there are heroes who come out with swords, no, no, maybe nunchucks, between the eyebrows and eyes are so clear, the muscles are so developed, but, soon, the eyebrows and eyes changed, the short inch became a bald head, between the eyebrows and eyes, Junxiu didn't care, before blocking a big knife cut at the top of her head......

Exclaimed miserably.

Tuoba Hong woke up, "Miaolian, Miaolian, you are waking up, you have a nightmare?" ”

The moonlight outside the window came in, and she was sweating profusely.

"Miao Lian, what did you dream about?"

"Bruce Lee."

Bruce lee?

Tuoba was puzzled.

"Who is Bruce Lee?"

Who is Bruce Lee? She didn't know either. A faint impression flashed between the eyebrows, like black-and-white film, an outdated gramophone, babbling and staying in an ancient era, which was an era when martial arts were prevalent.

The man named Bruce Lee died.

He died at the height of his prime, at his most prestigious.

Died a glamorous death, lying on the bed of a woman named Ding Pei and died.

At that time, all the people mourned, and the world paid tribute.

If it's not for the prime of life, if it's not an accident, if he's like Jackie Chan - heh, if he lives to such an old age like Jackie Chan, he has an illegitimate daughter who resolutely refuses to recognize it, and he may say a few words nonsense at any time, or put on a show too much...... Will it become hateful, old but not stiff?

Bruce Lee is to Jackie Chan, just like Leslie Cheung is to Alan Tam, they are all the same type of stars who once stood at the peak of the era. Leslie Cheung's high-rise building is gone, and it is desolate; And Alan Tam is still living bravely, there is a young and beautiful junior who gave birth to a son, an old wife who recites scriptures and worships the Buddha and Gou'an, a wife and a concubine, enjoying the blessings of all people, and is very happy.

Perhaps, the less shameless will not get eternal life?

On the other hand, that man can live a long life?

By then, it was almost early in the morning.

The dormitory of the Lizheng Hall was surprisingly quiet, and Feng Miaolian suddenly jumped up.

was pulled by a handful, and Tuoba Hong's voice was very strange: "Miaolian, who is Bruce Lee?" "Isn't it Yega? Someone else? But the name of such a strange man?

Maybe it was this pull, the force was too strong, Feng Miaolian suddenly fell into his arms, and her voice was vague: "I don't know, I don't know...... I don't know who Bruce Lee is...... I dreamed of it...... It's like a star ......."

"What is a star?"

"I don't know ...... either"

At that time, I really didn't know. Those half-clawed memories in my mind have withered, and I wonder who Bruce Lee is? Why do you know his name?

"Miao Lian, that's a dream...... Is it a dream...... Have a good rest......"

Tuoba Hong didn't care, anyway, there are often strange things in dreams. At this time, both of them were no longer sleepy, he simply sat on the head of the bed and dragged her up: "Miaolian, talk to me." ”

"Your Majesty, you have to stay early, you have to rest first."

"Miaolian, you know that I often have insomnia, I often wake up in the middle of the night in the past few years, and I really want someone to talk to me, but I don't have any, and now it's better......"

He is very interested in talking, and the women around him in the past can be pampered and coquettish, but if you want to have a heart-to-heart relationship with them, talk about a little military and political affairs, and national affairs, after all, you don't dare or worry, after all, you are alone, and every move must not be inappropriate. Only the woman who had been with her since childhood came back, and suddenly they were so close to each other, as if there was no mustard at all.

He told a lot of things, anecdotes when he summoned magistrates, court scandals in recent years, and even some strange theories of the Southern Dynasty. At the end, she asked her with great interest: "Miaolian, this year's Lantern Festival, will we have another grand lantern festival?" ”

"This ...... Don't waste too much, right? ”

"Miao Lian, how is this a waste? I calculated the time, and soon after the queen's ceremony, it was the Lantern Festival, and we could celebrate it all over the world, and the Lantern Festival was supposed to be celebrated every year. ”

It is not wrong to celebrate the Lantern Festival, but in the past, it was all the Luoyang Lantern Festival, and the city was full of glory, and there were few lights in the palace at all. Since the relocation of the capital to Luoyang and the war between the Southern Dynasties for a few years, the treasury has not been as abundant as when Empress Dowager Feng was in power, so Tuoba Hong himself has basically practiced frugality, and with a few bumper harvests, the situation has been much better in the past two years.

He laughed: "Miao Lian, let's go out to watch the lantern festival." ”

She was taken aback.

"The scenery of Luoyang is infinite, and we have never gone out of the palace in the past few years. Miao Lian, let's go out and have a look this year, going out for a walk more is also good for your body. ”

Queen's Ceremony.

The entire Luoyang City was boiling.

Up and down the palace, there was a jubilant atmosphere, the ministers above the fourth rank were rewarded, and the foreign wives were also lined up to see. The whole set of cumbersome rituals was carried out for a long time, and when the palace lights bloomed, the emperor and his wife were finally sent into the cave room.

It was the main hall that was used as a wedding room, and it was the first time that the emperor held a wedding here.

When marrying Feng Zhaoyi, the first night of the wedding was in the Zhaoyang Palace, and then moved to the Lizheng Palace; When marrying Feng Miaozhi, the wedding room was in the middle palace, and it was stipulated that the emperor must stay at the queen's place for half a month during the wedding, but the war was busy at that time, and Tuoba Hong only stayed in the middle palace for five or six days before leaving.

The red candle has a high fever, and the beauty under the lamp covers her face, and Yingying sits quietly.

The two are married for the second time, but their feelings are so complicated.

When Tuoba Hong came in, he saw a hazy face covered by a beaded curtain. The palace maids knelt down to congratulate them, and he waved his hand to let everyone stand down.

Nuoda's house suddenly became very empty, and even the expensive gold and jade decorations could not hide the loneliness in between. The beauty opposite sat upright, and her joys, sorrows and sorrows could not be seen under the red hijab.

There are wine glasses on the desk, all of which are warm jade cups, and the amber wine liquid flows in them, looking like a pool of water full of temptation.

Four delicate crystal plates contain jujubes, peanuts, longan, and lotus seeds, which are taken from folk customs, implying the early birth of a noble son.

Perhaps sensing that he stood there for a long time without moving, the person under the bead curtain couldn't hold his breath, stretched out a hand, and quietly pulled the bead curtain.

He could only see the hands, sticking out of the bright red queen's dress, slender, slender, gentle and clean. At that time, he was slightly distracted, and he didn't know what she was thinking. Gradually, the hands trembled slightly, as if the beaded curtain had become so heavy that it could barely be loaded, and a faint cyan vein could be seen on the back of the hand.

He walked over slowly.

Perhaps hearing footsteps, her hand retracted.

At that moment, he couldn't tell if she was joy or something else.

A promise he owed her was finally fulfilled.

Just, did the day come at the right time?

"Miao Lian."

Just this one, everything is silent. At that time, he had already held her in his arms, truly like a newlywed, so eager. On this day, she went through a special dress, her eyes flowed, her face was like jade, her long eyelashes closed her eyes, and when she opened them, her eyes were gentle and her veins were speechless.