The Queen Mother's tone was too firm, and the child felt a little unhappy.

Why is it him?

The child hesitated for a moment, but there was nothing to do. He had not developed the habit of leaving a sentence in front of the queen mother, but his voice was a little low: "Mrs. Queen Mother, why can you see the fairy grandfather just by wanting to see the gods?"

"!!!"

The child raised his face and looked at her stubbornly. How did he come before? Grandpa of the God is so mysterious that he never meets any adults. Even if it is the queen mother, he will not avoid it. Even the two of them don't know each other at all.

Oh. When did the change start? Did the empress dowager fall off the cliff?

Since then, the god-god grandfather has stopped showing up and no matter how his father looks for it, he has been hiding.

The child even sensitively realized that the father began to become very uneasy and unhappy from then on, and even went to the imperial guards to personally...

If this were not the case, wouldn’t the father and emperor die so early?

Since the gods avoided their father everywhere, how could he and the Queen Mother be so familiar with each other? Why did the Queen Mother meet him when she wanted to see him?

Moreover, he actually became the Dharma King!

When he saw the Queen Mother, he kept stirring his hands, stirring them together with his hands very hard, and he mustered up the courage: "The Queen Mother... You said, why did the fairy grandfather suddenly meet you? He asked me to keep it a secret before, so he would not allow it.

I told anyone about him... That time, when you fell off the cliff, you didn't say that, didn't see him or know him?"

Fangfei slowly turned her head away and avoided his gaze.

I don't know how to answer.

It seemed like a deep shame in my heart. Yes, how did I say to my son? How did I tell him that Luo Jia is actually his biological grandfather?

He is his mother - Luo Jia is his grandfather, how can he settle this account?

There is also Emperor Hongwen who is separated by the middle.

It's a mess.

The child was going to ask, but when he saw the queen mother's eyes suddenly became so dim, and water droplets appeared in her eyes, faint.

He panicked, quietly grabbed Fangfei's hand, and timidly: "Empress Dowager, what's wrong with you?"

Fangfei couldn't stop him, so she hugged him, her voice choked: "Hong'er, you will understand when you grow up. You are still young now...you are too young..."

Shouldn't children know the truth?

The child was very confused, but he never continued to ask.

There was only a faint sense of anxiety in my heart, as if a quiet loss was moving closer to me. No matter how I objected, the Empress Dowager would also let the gods be the Dharma King!

This was not the case before. In the past, the Empress Dowager would tell herself everything and she would seriously consider her opinions.

Only this time did she not listen to any of her opinions at all.

The child was sensitively aware that that person must be very, very important in the heart of the empress dowager.

Is it more important than yourself?

——The Queen Mother, will the Queen Mother be the one who is alone in the future?

He suddenly felt very wronged. He had no father. Will the empress dowager be snatched away?

He suddenly hugged her waist.

Fangfei was stunned for a moment, touched his head, and said softly: "Hong'er, what's wrong?"

"Empress Dowager, Empress Dowager..." His voice also choked slightly, "Empress Dowager... There is no father anymore, Hong'er is the only one... Will you only love Hong'er and only like Hong'er in the future? I'm afraid

, You won’t like Honger so much…”

Fangfei was shocked and hugged him tightly: "Hong'er... You are always the most important thing, no one can compare to you! No one can compare to you!"

The child laughed as if he had received the promise, and then let her go and returned to Xuanwu Palace.

It was sunny all the time.

The mountain road was blown dry and white, with weeds on both sides growing, with strings of small red flowers blooming, purple flowers iris, plump soap acacia, and the freshness all over the mountains...

When the wind blows, the various herbs are filled with smell, fragrant and rich.

Fangfei pulled a handful of Baixian and held it in her hand. It was the season when the purple flowers were stringed up, as purple as pearl shells.

She took it to her mouth and blew it gently, the dried stamens were like willow catkins, floating and some were covered in her eyes.

It was a strange mood, so relaxed, like a little girl.

This is a forbidden area, so safe that no one can get here except her. Moreover, according to convention, the ministers of the Xianbei tribe have begun to return one after another. Only she leads the Imperial Army and Wang Su's army, and will leave after dealing with some things.

It's right.

Beiwudang has become so vast and so free.

Lost all the constraints and confinement.

Going further up, it is the highest ladder.

She stepped on the last step and stood under the huge ancient pineapple, looking down at the surroundings.

Halfway down the mountain, she was already guarded by the Imperial Guard. This made her feel safe.

It was a sense of security brought by the top of power - suddenly unlimited emotion.

That was a sense of security that she could not imagine when Emperor Hongwen was there - she didn't even have the courage to openly walk to this hut.

It was only after the Lu Tai mutiny that she truly controlled the army. However, the question of the candidates for Zong Zijun was still a big problem.

Deep in her heart, of course, she didn't want to continue to be mastered by the King of Jingzhao. Maybe the next mutiny is in front of her; however, she has always been suspicious about the specific appointment. This can only be selected from the Xianbei ministers, and must not be

Let the Han people take charge; however, after thinking about it, she could not think of a suitable candidate, absolutely credible and loyal!

Among those Xianbei ministers, who can become such a confidant?

Her mind filtered over and over again.

Not far away, a man stood at the door of the wooden house. The flowers and trees around were already in full bloom, and lush roses lingered, blooming with huge flowers.

He looked at the woman coming towards him. She was wearing a moon-white background and purple embroidered shirt, elegant and elegant. Even her hair bun changed her former outfit and looked not so gray.

Maybe it is the autumn sunshine, maybe it is these blooming roses, she looks bright and bright, and graceful all the way... She has carefully dressed up with cloudy temples and fragrant cheeks, and slender hands...

That is not the majestic Empress Dowager Feng!

No!

It’s Fangfei – it’s Fangfei from ten years ago!

Just an ordinary woman.

His heart suddenly became beating faster.

At this time, Fangfei raised her head, and when she saw the person waiting at his door, she was obviously stunned. She couldn't help but her heart beat faster--ah, it was him!

She almost ran over.

Running all the way.

He faced her in the flowers.

Because she ran too fast, her body hit the rose, and a layer of red petals fell, fluttering and sprinkling on her moon-white shirt...

Before she could stand firm, she was already pulled by him - she pulled her hard and almost instantly, he had pulled her into the room. The door creaked and closed it casually.

His body was pressed against the wooden door.

Her body was pressed into his arms, and he could clearly hear his heartbeat, dong dong, dong dong, like a drum pounding violently...

My mind was blank, and I only knew to hug his waist tightly - like in a dream, I waited for a long time, and finally I could hold his waist legitimately!

His waist is still so strong and wide, just like his figure and muscles.

There are no more people around, no surveillance, no gaze... There are no other people in this world.

His heart was surprisingly relaxed, but his breathing was so heavy that he hugged her and just gasped... His chest was like a ball of flame burning violently, but his body was very stiff.

His hands and feet were stiff and almost numb—for too long, too long—he almost forgot, forgetting what to do next…

Only his breathing sprinkled on her face like a fire, sprinkled on her raised gaze, and in her mouth... each other, breathing each other's breath...

She also forgot - under the conditions of no worries, she suddenly forgot what to do... and even forgot how they pleased each other many years ago...

My body trembled slightly, and was trembling with excitement.

It is unbearable because of waiting.

Behind it is the familiar room - a neat and beautiful big bed, a small flower blooming on the skylight, a variety of books... Everything is in order... that is evidence of his and her reconciliation back then.

It's also the starting point for a fresh start?

When the love is so strong, it is all full of fear.

Fangfei tiptoed, as excited as a little girl. She turned her head and wanted to see the little flower on her head... But, the tiptoe was suddenly pulled back by him, and suddenly, when she lowered her head, her lips had been sealed

live……

He is domineering and barbaric, full of a damp atmosphere... just like his forbearance for many years.
To be continued...