"Wonderful ......"

He called her several times, and she was in a trance, and her face was still as white as paper.

"Miao Lian, what's wrong with you?"

She shook her head and sat down in her chair, only to find that it was winter, it was cold, and some of the big trees outside the window had lost their leaves and were bare, leaving only the branches swaying alone in the wind.

People can be buried together, but what about people and nature?

The endless stream of people outside was busy, it was preparing for the etiquette of the queen's ceremony, on the one hand, the glory before death, and the wealth after death.

Tuoba Hong saw her stunned appearance, and looked at the bright lights outside, and suddenly had a vague and ominous premonition: it seemed that it was a very ominous thing to mention the joint burial at this time.

It's really undeserved.

Especially before the Queen's Pageant.

He just hated that thing that didn't know the times, how could he choose such a time to send it? He even forgot that it was actually his own arrangement to please her.

However, he quickly waved away that terrible thought, he is a strong-willed person, he never believes in the power of ghosts and gods, as long as he works hard, his fate can be controlled.

Feng Miaolian began to go to bed early and get up early, and under the compulsion of Tuoba Hong, she began to practice the Five Fowl Opera again. Gradually, his body began to recover, and his face became rosy.

The relationship between husband and wife seems to be beginning to heal.

When the palace maids observed the words and expressions, they could see that the emperor and queen could sometimes talk and laugh with each other, just like the situation of the main hall back then. The days of turbulence seem to be a thing of the past.

Then, the queen's ceremony is about to begin.

One sunny afternoon, a handful of maids went out for a walk with her.

The autumn breeze is bleak, and the front and back hug. Her footsteps stopped in front of the door of Yaoguang Temple—it was said to be in front of the door, but it was actually a long distance away. Standing on a high place, she could see the pointed iron tower on the top floor of Yaoguang Temple.

It is a temple in the palace, where the old palace concubines pray to God and worship the Buddha, and some criminal concubines become monks here. Now, the earlier Empress Feng has also arrived here - Feng Miaozhi is under house arrest in Yaoguang Temple.

Her footsteps stopped.

The person on the other side is also looking this way.

The former phoenix crown has been replaced by a gray robe.

Feng Miaozhi stood alone, followed only by a little maid in Tsing Yi. I can't even think of the honor of the past.

Feng Miaolian remembered the blue robe she wore when she was in the family temple.

From such a distance, you can feel that vicious murderous aura, which floats through the space.

"Slut, you slut...... Damn slut...... You pretend to be dead, why don't you die......"

Losers are hysterical. I can't believe the fate of my life, I have never suffered setbacks in my life, and I have been held in the palm of my hand all my life, but I lost so badly. What is the significance of a lifetime of green lantern ancient Buddha?

And the culprit in front of her is just a bitter trick directed by her, and he took all the glory in the palm of her hand. Especially, she dared to appear here with such a swagger.

The maidservants knelt down from afar: "See the queen mother." ”

This "Queen Mother" was like a sharp dagger, stabbing straight into Feng Miaozhi's heart.

Empress!

Oh my God, they call her Queen.

It's actually called this cheap queen.

A bitter plan, if you really have the intention to commit suicide, can't you kill it?

"Slut...... You liar...... You're acting, you're acting in front of Your Majesty......"

She rushed over.

A wall apart.

Both stood on a high place.

"Slut...... You damn slut...... Your Majesty will not be deceived by you for the rest of your life...... You deliberately stabbed yourself in order to harm me, slut, I curse you, slut......"

Feng Miaolian don't look over.

Is that knife a bitter meat trick?

She didn't know.

Didn't want to answer that question either.

The heart no longer hurts, and the wound has healed, leaving only a faint scar. Even she raised her head and gently brushed one of Yun's sideburns, and between the palms, the scars turned into lines.

She raised her palm, and the lines were clear, turning into vermilion, shining in the sun.

This move stimulated Feng Miaozhi even more crazily, the bitter meat plan, the bitter meat plan, it was with the bitter meat plan, this unbeatable Xiaoqiang won the victory again and again.

I only know that men can harm themselves, but they don't know that women can also paralyze their enemies with self-harm. People say that women are made of water, and they serve people with their posture, which part of their body dares not to be properly maintained? But this woman was like a madman—if necessary, she would never suspect that Feng Miaolian might swing a knife from the palace.

She was almost hysterical: "Slut, is the position of the queen really so important to you?" ”

Feng Miaolian nodded lightly.

Of course, the position of the queen is very important, it is no longer a matter of title, and it has nothing to do with love, only about the net worth and life of every woman, and the honor and disgrace of the family.

In fact, the ministers were also desperately flattering and currying favor in order to gain the emperor's appreciation and promotion.

And the concubines, the same.

Because the ministers are men, they appear to be upright.

Women are inferior because they use their bodies.

The standards of the world have always been twofold, and whoever cares is unlucky.

Feng Miaozhi was stunned for a moment, and her eyes widened: "Are you really using bitter tricks for the position of the queen?" ”

She laughed and nodded.

"I've been preparing for many years. Finally today. Since others are unwilling to take the initiative to give it to me, I have to fight for it myself. ”

Miao Zhi exclaimed, completely unable to believe her ears.

"Miaozhi, you see, you lost to me only because your skills are not as good as others. In this way, is your heart a little better? ”

"Your Majesty has been deceived by you...... Sooner or later, Your Majesty will see through you for what you really are......"

"NO, it's impossible......"

Feng Miaozhi didn't understand.

What does this mean?

Feng Miaolian herself didn't realize it.

"Your Majesty can't find out who I really am...... He was paralyzed because I hurt myself...... A man is paralyzed when he sees blood, and besides, I will paralyze him for the rest of my life...... You see, both in the palm of the hand and in the mouth...... I'm very measured...... The injuries weren't serious, and they wouldn't really kill me......"

A mouthful of blood barely spurted out.

That's really the case.

That damn slut, if he really wants to kill himself, how can he not kill him? The injuries were all so light, and they were all inconsequential.

"Miaozhi, look, what did you say when I went home to the temple? Isn't it the queen, what's so strange? Now you've done it too, look, it's not that fun, is it? ”

Feng Miaozhi's teeth chattered.

Only the victors are qualified to laugh at the losers.

Feng Miaolian smiled sweetly and gently: "Now you understand, right?" Miaozhi, you are really inferior to others. Poor young lady, let you be as virtuous as you can, but what's the use? As a sister, I forgot to give you advice, men like the new and hate the old, this harem is three thousand, beautiful women are like clouds, and there will always be more, better and younger women. You, Feng Miaozhi, are delusional and want to dominate the position of queen for the rest of your life, how is it possible? Look at Gao Meiren, is she more beautiful than you and me? What happened to her? When it comes to understanding men, you are far inferior to me...... Far from it!"

"Indeed, I am not as vicious as you, not as thick-skinned as you, tsk......" Her gaze fell on her severed palm, and she said hatefully: "You forced Gao Mei to death with a dirty hand, and now you are forcing me to death with another knife...... Slut ...... Like you said, one day, you will be driven to death by other younger and more beautiful women......"

"That's right!"

Feng Miaolian interrupted her words and stepped forward.

"However, you have also seen my methods, I will never make such a mistake again in the future, as long as such a woman appears, I will immediately strangle her, so that she will never come out......"

"Hahaha, this is your Feng Miaolian's means? You only have the means, and Your Majesty doesn't really love you! ”

"If it makes you feel better, I don't disagree with your claim." She said proudly: "So far, what does it matter if Your Majesty really likes me or not?" I don't care at all, and I don't need to!"

The sisters could read almost every expression on each other's faces.

The similarity between the eyebrows, the charm of the expression, the woman with the same blood - feng shui takes turns, she and she have each other once stood on the highest point.

Hate face-to-face.

"Actually, you don't have to. My dear sister, anyway, the position of the queen firmly belongs to our Feng family, for you and me, who does it and what does it matter, don't you say? ”

An angry flash flood finally broke out.

"Slut, why are you? What qualifies you to be a queen? Moral character? Identity? Blood? Even if you become the queen, you will only disgrace Your Majesty......"

Feng Miaolian smiled, turned around and left.

When leaving, the ring wore Ding Dong, the beads covered the face, gorgeous and heavy, several palace maids behind her held a gorgeous skirt for her, and the swaying phoenix hairpin made a crisp sound.

Feng Miaozhi threw herself on the window lattice, tears raining down.

Feng Miaolian didn't look back, but she heard her cry.

Only the new people laugh, who hears the old people cry?

Who hasn't cried like that?

Who can guarantee that they will never cry like this for the rest of their lives?

How long can you, a "newcomer", maintain your victory?

The palace maid in front trotted over, full of joy: "Niangniang, the lord and the lady are here......"

She stood still and saw Master Feng and Mrs. Feng coming towards her. Mrs. Feng's face was nervous, and she didn't dare to show the slightest anger between her eyebrows, but her eyes couldn't hide it. On the contrary, it was Master Feng, cautious, and his words were full of flattery: "See Niangniang......"

"No courtesy."

Feng Miaolian did not let the two kneel.

Old Man Feng snorted: "Niangniang's body is good? ”

She said lightly: "Thank you Lord and Mrs. for your concern, I'm fine." ”

"I heard that you are injured, we are very concerned, and your brother and brother also want to come to visit, but ......"

Tuoba Hong's special case of allowing Master Feng and his wife to enter the palace is already a great grace, and of course it is not so convenient for the brothers' relatives to enter and exit.