However, when she looked back, the sound of the wind, the sound of the birds, and the blood-red setting sun shone cruelly on the tombstone of Emperor Hongwen, just like his comfort-

Yes, maybe, he was comforting at this moment.

If you have a son like this, how can he not comfort him?

Even herself, there was a sense of comfort in her heart - a trembling cruel comfort - and even that complex mentality.

Even though she never thought she was from Emperor Hongwen, at least, she had so many friendships.

It was actually a little relaxed.

Relax for your emotions when you "stop the cliff".

Otherwise, why do you face the eyes of these two men?

son?

Emperor Hongwen!

Maybe it’s this tomb that makes people think so much?

Just like an invisible big net - his son, monitoring himself for him - guarding everything that should belong to him?

Her heart was in a mess.

The child pulled her forward tiredly.

"See the Queen Mother, meet your Majesty..."

Taoist priest with crane hair and a young face.

He had been stationed at the last pass before the tomb of Emperor Hongwen, chanting sutras and reliance. Beside him, he was following a group of Taoist priests. The little Taoist priest at the front attracted the attention of Fangfei and his son.

This little Taoist priest is as old as Honger, with a long and beautiful body, and a cute Yuxue. What is strange is his style. His every move is far beyond the elegance and calmness of his age, just like a banished immortal who came down from somewhere.

The listless Honger suddenly felt energetic and looked at him curiously: "What's your name?"

The little Taoist priest is neither humble nor arrogant, and his voice is very pleasant: "My name is Yejia."

Yejia!

Even Fangfei sighed: "There is such a beautiful child in this world. This is the first time I have seen him."

The Taoist Master Tongling also smiled: "This child has a lot of wisdom and is a disciple I have just taken away for a while."

The two children just looked at me and I saw you. Honger was particularly excited. He had never had any kind of playmates. Now that he saw this little Taoist priest, he was just a matchmaker.

However, when he wanted to say something, the Taoist priest had already led a group of Taoist priests down.

"Yejia...Yejia..."

He shouted quietly, and the little Taoist Ye Jia actually heard it. He turned around and looked at him quietly. His expression was still very dignified, and his extremely beautiful eyes blinked quietly.

The deep grass and trees behind them were rolling and sobbing in the wind.

There was only a dimness left in the sky.

The surroundings were very quiet, with only the lights of the tomb guardians, and they were faintly flashing around Emperor Hongwen's tomb.

Luo Jia came out in the dark and looked at the tomb--heartedly cut off.

Son, he chose to be with himself - even his death is next to his "grave" and stare at himself firmly. Is it fulfillment or for surveillance?

He held his heart and didn't know where such a faint pain came from. After so many years, he thought that all the pain had passed and everything was numb. Why did it start to rekindle again?

"Your Majesty...I'll wait for you...I'll wait for you..."

The sound was trembling, and it was shocked again and again in the heartstrings.

With longing, with passion - he longs for her! He longs for him more than she!

How long have you been in Beiwudang?

A Taoist priest who has no desires and no desires - but who can truly achieve no desires and no desires?

Eight years? Ten years? More than ten years?

Time is like flowing water. It would be fine if she didn't show up - but she was clearly there, clearly by her side. How could she pretend to be absent?

"Your Majesty...you wait for me...must wait..."

A slight smile appeared on his face. Yes, of course he had to wait.

Xuanwu Palace.

The cigarettes were still lingering after the funeral, and a cold and majestic atmosphere was revealed in the twilight.

Fangfei stopped and noticed that the child was holding his hand very coldly.

Before she could speak, the child raised his head first and said in a timid voice: "Empress Dowager, I want to go to Cining Palace tonight... OK?"

She stared at him in the twilight.

Orphans and widows.

He was already the official king of a country, and he had no protection from his father - but he did not even have the courage to live alone in Xuanwu Palace.

Many great principles require her to leave her son here. However, when she saw the rich blood in his eyes, and the excessive sorrow and fatigue that should not belong to the child, she suddenly couldn't help it.

, his heart softened, he took his hand and walked towards Cining Palace.

The child was so tired that he could only greet him a few words. He didn't even eat much, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Fangfei stood quietly beside his bed, watching him fall asleep before she could arrive at her room.

However, lying on the bed, I tossed and turned.

This Cining Palace has never been so empty.

Emperor Hongwen, he will never come again - no matter whether he is angry, struggle or kindness, he will never come. Everything he feared in the past will not appear.

But, this is not something gratifying. On the contrary, what about relying on?

My son didn't even dare to sleep alone.

Where is yourself?

A female person.

Is it really not necessary for any strong arms? Even if my son's vigilant gaze cannot stop the desire that suddenly surges in her heart - the attachment that is needed psychologically and the comfort that is needed in her body.

Who knows that a woman is so lonely for ten or twenty years?

After all, people are flesh and blood.

She didn't close her eyes all night.

Early the next morning, an edict was issued to let the psychic Taoist priest meet.

She met in Cining Palace and issued an order to continue to sign the Taoist priest as the protector of the country and give additional rewards; at the same time, she also named a Taoist priest as the guardian of the Dharma.

Hong'er was listening, and when she heard this "Dharma Protective King", she couldn't help but open her eyes curiously.

Even the Taoist Master Tong was stunned for a moment-but he quickly understood.

That is the no-precious Luo Jia—

Of course, Luo Jia would not appear here. However, Empress Dowager Feng gave him a title of "Dharma Protective King" - that is, from now on, he could enter and exit the palaces of Beiwudang at any time, or the palaces of Pingcheng.

He was more than ecstatic. After waiting for many years, he couldn't think of how Luo Jia had the opportunity to get in front of others. However, Empress Dowager Feng was in danger and gave such a legitimate title.

Dharma King!

Dharma King!

Yes, who is worthy of being king except him?

Everyone retreated.

Hong'er was puzzled and then asked Fangfei: "Empress Dowager, why should I be appointed as a Dharma King? Is he above the Taoist Master of the Spirit?"

Fangfei stared into his eyes, and felt willing to let go, and said calmly: "The Dharma King is the grandfather of the gods! No one is worthy of being this Dharma King except him! Hong'er, he will help us. Only he has enough skills to help us,

Take care of us…”

The child was speechless.

The vague fear in my heart suddenly emerged again.

He was stunned for a while, and suddenly said, "Empress Dowager, I want to see Grandpa God, can I?"

Fangfei was stunned, not knowing why he made such a suggestion. However, he nodded: "Yes."

The child asked: "When will I see it?"

Fangfei looked at his anxious face and was a little strange: "Hong'er, do you really want to see him immediately?"

"Yes, I really want to."

Fangfei nodded.

But the child refused to give up: "Empress Dowager, do you have to let the immortal grandfather be the Dharma King?"

Fangfei was very sure: "Yes, it must be him, no one else can do it!"
To be continued...