The child knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

Emperor Hongwen stretched out his hand to hug his son, and his face was filled with tears.

"Father, please..."

He hugged his son hard and hugged him hard. The tears were even more fierce than his son. It seemed as if he felt the hot tears of his father. The child stopped crying and his voice softened: "Save the Queen Mother."

…Father, please…”

He still didn't say anything, just hugged his son and did not move. The child was wrapped in his iron wrist and could not move at all. Gradually, he was tired of crying.

After all, it was the child who had exhausted all his strength, closed his eyes tiredly, and soon fell asleep.

The father still didn't say anything, but just hugged himself like this, motionless. He leaned in his father's arms and looked at his father timidly, but he saw that his father's face was very strange, which he had never seen before.

"Father..."

Emperor Hongwen still did not agree, but just held his hand a little harder.

The child was even more frightened. He couldn't understand the despair on the father's face, but the child could also feel the terrible. The empress dowager was already like this, and the father was like this. He couldn't tell what it felt.

Just leaning against my father tightly, a feeling of dependence suddenly surged in my little heart.

It seems that I have never been so close to my father in my life. In this world, there are only me and my father.

He quietly hugged his father's neck, his voice was already a little hoarse in his crying, and he whispered: "Father, I want to go and see the Queen Mother..."

Emperor Hongwen still did not let him down.

But his eyes looked at the opposite side of him with his voice. For a long time, he didn't dare to look at the bed opposite, the women on the bed, and he didn't dare to look at the busyness of the psychic priest in and out.

He loosened his hands. The child came down from his arms and immediately ran to the empress dowager's bed. He lay on and held the empress dowager's hand, but saw that the empress dowager's hand was cold.

He suddenly reached out to touch the queen mother's nose. The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment: "Your Highness, are you?"

He was timid: "I heard from people that their noses are hot, so people will live..."

However, the Queen Mother's nose was not hot, but cold. He started crying with a wow.

The Taoist priest looked at him with pity and said warmly: "Your Highness, you go out."

"Taoist Grandpa, do you say, can the Empress Dowager survive? You said..." He grabbed the Taoist priest's hand tightly and kept asking, "Taoist Grandpa, please tell me..."

"Your Highness, whisper..." He gently, "Don't disturb the Queen Mother..."

The child indeed retreated timidly and never dared to shout again.

Emperor Hongwen still sat there without saying a word.

The child was timid and returned to him. The child who suddenly lost his own sky could only find another sky to support him. However, he was already slightly unfamiliar in his heart and did not dare to get close to his father.

He stopped when he was two feet away from Emperor Hongwen. Emperor Hongwen stretched out his hand and grabbed him in his arms again. The child struggled instinctively, but he felt the power of his father's palm full of truth.

He was about to speak, but he saw the eyes of his father - a look full of fear, as if he was afraid that he would not let him hug him.

The child couldn't explain what it felt like, so he just leaned on his father timidly, and his heart faintly, as if he didn't let his father hug him, and his father would fall down - because the father's body kept shrinking

trembling.

Such a powerful father, the deity in the child's mind, a majestic man who is stronger than anyone else, calls the wind and rain - he is actually trembling.

He snuggled up to his father and dared not say a word.

I kept feeling the temperature of my son and the gradually clear warmth in my arms. Emperor Hongwen's body did not tremble so hard, but he still didn't say anything.

He touched his son's hand and felt that the child's hand was very cold, so he untied the cloak on his body and wrapped it around. The child looked up at him quietly and worriedly.

The father and son looked at each other. The child didn't know whether he saw his father's love or his fear, but he just leaned timidly on his chest and fell asleep in a short while.

It's late at night.

The candlelight began to fade.

Emperor Hongwen sometimes looked at his son's face. When the sleeping children were sleeping, they were covered with tears on their eyelashes, which were heavy. He lowered his head and pressed his face against his son's face.

It seemed that after a long period of time, I could hear the Taoist priest's footsteps.

He was already asleep, but suddenly raised his head and stared at the Taoist priest: "Tao Master, Fangfei... Fangfei..."

His voice was completely hoarse and he roared lowly, like a poisonous snake at the end of the road, unable to emit anything. What surrounds his throat was nothing but a roar.

The Taoist priest stood in front of him, just shook his head, his expression very plain: "Fortunately, the toxicity was controlled early. However, I am not sure. If she can wake up in three days, it will be too late; if she wakes up, everything will be still there;

But come..."

He didn't say anything more.

The Taoist priest is also old - an old man who is one hundred years older, and now he is really old.

He also watched this human tragedy with exhaustion.

Isn’t all this what Emperor Hongwen is willing to see?

Emperor Hongwen stared at his slightly reproachful and disappointed look. This old man had never looked at himself with such a look. Never! Now, everyone has determined that he was poisoning Fangfei!

From his own son, to the psychic Taoist priest, to the Cining Palace and Xuanwu Palace, everyone thinks so.

Even he himself thought so. If it weren't for him, who would dare to attack Empress Dowager Feng!

Moreover, it was sent by Zhu Jun, my closest eunuch.

He could not make a quibble, nor did he make a quibble. He only looked at the woman opposite from the Taoist priest's desperate eyes in despair. His eyes were blurred, as if his life was in his mind.

If this is true, it has never changed. When you lose your mother at a young age, your father and your son are incompatible, and your brothers are in trouble. When you are middle-aged, your husband and wife are in conflict. Now, you will lose your wife at middle-aged.

I have been making mistakes and losing them all my life.

He hugged his son, as if the last straw to save lives, as if the drowning man had grabbed the last wooden board.

The people outside the window were more worried than him.

How many times, his shadow was projected in front of the window and flashed in front of Emperor Hongwen's eyes. However, Emperor Hongwen did not notice at all. He was like an old monk who had entered into meditation, and was indifferent to anything.

How could I think of the person outside the door, leaning against the wall, and his legs were weak?

He could not support his body, like a mollusk - Luo Jia, who was victorious in every battle! Luo Jia, the god of war, who could kill a tiger with one palm - he was no longer a god!

Completely turned into a helpless and ordinary person.

He is even more afraid than Emperor Hongwen. Emperor Hongwen has his life-saving straw - and Honger! What about himself? What about himself?

Be careful and use all your efforts. In the long and lonely years, one person is waiting desperate and hopefully, so that one day, he can end all the past and wait for a hope; even don't embrace each other - as long as she can be well

Live, as long as you can watch her from afar, help her give advice, help her take care of the children, and help her share it together - share her joys, sorrows, and family happiness...

How much happiness did these bring him over the long years!

However, this little wish, even though he did not dare to invade or harm anyone, he was completely wiped out by Emperor Hongwen - he was severely wiped out by his own son.

Who knows his pain?

Who can understand that a living person has to pretend to die and dare not face his wife and children, and always pretend to be a god and a ghost.

He actually felt anger at his son - a hatred he had never had before! He wished he would die immediately.

This beast! Look at what he did! He occupied his concubine's mother, forced her to give birth to a child, and then abandoned her in a mess. If all these are tolerant, why do you have to force her to death? You have to have a child.

Force her to death?

Even if he didn't poison himself, he didn't ask him to poison! But if it weren't for his long-term cold and sinister attitude, would Li Xin dare to attack, a clown?

The ministers are most ambiguous. It is his ambiguous attitude and unkind manner that gives people the opportunity to take advantage of it. In the final analysis, he is the real murderer.

What is his appearance? He dares to stay in this room and refuses to leave?

A fire of anger almost completely destroyed Luo Jia's reason. He suddenly wanted to rush in and end the life of this evil beast himself.

Who knows how huge the price he has paid?

Since Li Yi died, he sent huge manpower and material resources, and even quietly dispatched himself. Especially during these days when she fell and left without saying goodbye, he didn't even care about hiding whereabouts. He hid in the day and came out at night, like a vigilant tiger

——Always beware of all dangers that will arise.

Otherwise, how could Li Chong get the news so quickly? I thought that everything would be peaceful; at least, the crisis had been resolved. Then, I would help her with the idea, Hong'er would not be the prince, and let them and their mother and son go to the fiefdom.

——Even from the bottom of my heart, he had deep pity for that cute child.

It's not because he is his grandson.

But because he is her child - the child of my dear Fangfei.

It seemed as if he had owed her countless years. He was willing to do everything possible to make up for it and love him more than his son.

She loves everything she loves.

Just like for many years, no matter what she did, she tried hard without hesitation, and even supported her without any stance.

However, she was discouraged.

He forgot and ignored--she was just a woman.

No matter how strong a woman is, she is still a woman.

How could she resist being so aggressive when she was facing a first love who gave birth to a son with her, and was rushing towards the dead end!
To be continued...