Fangfei was not surprised at all. She bit her lip slightly, and smiled and said, "Maybe, it was your good brother, King Jingzhao... who came to catch the adulterer..."

Luo Jia's expression became a little strange.

At this time, both of them had already stood up and prepared their clothes.

Not far away, Wei Chen came hurriedly.

"There are suspicious figures wandering ahead."

"Who is it?"

"There are two men in black. They are very fast. They are discovered by us while trying to go up the mountain. However, they failed to catch them and they all ran away."

Luo Jia was shocked.

Suddenly I realized that these two people might be assassins.

He waved his hand and Wei Chen stepped down.

Fangfei still smiled: "These two assassins were obviously sent by someone."

If the assassin was on the mountain, killing Empress Dowager Feng and the adulterer she had met with in one fell swoop, and if he didn't help, killing the adulterer - what could Empress Dowager Feng say at that time?

A woman had a private meeting with a man outside during the middle of the night. Even if she was killed, what would she be?

What face does she have to openly yell?

"The King of Jingzhao is ill and has been visiting Cining Palace several times. He has repeatedly advised Hong'er to move back to Xuanwu Palace. This old guy is probably worried that I will take the slap on Hong'er and treat Hong'er as a puppet..."

Luo Jia sat up slightly, frowning tighter.

"Last time, Lu Tai made a mutiny with the help of Zong Zijun, and King Jingzhao also secretly participated in it. Now, not only does he not want to repent, but he has become more and more serious."

Fangfei also sighed.

The reason why I didn't pursue it that time was because he was Luo Jia's only brother. I was afraid that it would cause too much trouble, and it made people think that I could not tolerate the clan relatives of the previous emperor. As soon as Emperor Hongwen died, he suppressed them vigorously. Unexpectedly, he was even more raising a tiger.

"Your Majesty, what should I do if King Jingzhao continues to take charge of the Sect's army?"

Luo Jia did not hesitate at all: "King Jingzhao is no longer suitable to take charge of the clan's army."

The little concern in her heart was also dispelled. She stretched out her hand, hugged his waist, and whispered: "Your Majesty, I was afraid that you would not support me at the beginning."

"Silly thing, when did I not support you?"

"But, King Jingzhao, he is your brother. I thought about it for a long time, but I felt it was inappropriate..."

Luo Jia's face was very heavy: "Just because he is my brother, he can't take charge of the clan's army."

Fangfei immediately understood what he meant. Emperor Hongwen gave up his throne to King Jingzhao twice, which invisibly greatly improved his status in the royal family, almost a typical example of being less than one person and more than ten thousand people. During the lifetime of Emperor Hongwen, he probably wouldn't have any thoughts, but what happened afterwards? Faced with a yellow-mouthed child who became the emperor, did he not have any ambitions? Otherwise, how could he hit it off with Lu Tai?

Now, he has repeatedly investigated his "bad deeds" openly and secretly.

You know, it was a chaotic era, especially in the Southern Dynasty. The monarchs changed almost every year, with the son killing me, the younger brother killing my brother, and the minister killing the king and usurping the throne... Everyone is coveting the imperial power, and there is no unbreakable statement.

Although the northern country is better, powerful officials like Yihun appear from time to time. Thinking back to the beginning, Luo Jia's grandfather had to change two or three places to sleep every night in order to prevent others from assassinating him and usurping his throne.

"Your Majesty... It seems that we will never come out again, it's too dangerous..."

Luo Jia laughed instead and whispered: "Silly thing, why can we attract 'him' to come out?" He used his arm to hold her tighter, "Are you scared by the little thing?"

She chuckled: "To be honest, I'm a little scared of assassins. But now I'm not afraid."

When talking, he put it all in his warm chest. It was a strange and relaxed feeling that no matter how strong a woman was, she needed a man - a man who could protect herself. In this world, who else can protect herself except Luo Jia?

Moreover, I was looking forward to this "battle" - despite its dangers.

She is selfish.

At present, only King Jingzhao who knew Luo Jia's identity was the only one who knew about the identity of him. Other old ministers, such as General Li, Yuanhe, etc., had already died; and Lu Tai also went; and some of them had retired at home during the reign of Emperor Hongwen.

Only when the obstacle of King Jingzhao was removed can Luo Jia truly reach the sunshine.

However, this is an extremely sensitive topic.

At this time, she didn't want to continue.

Because, when she saw Luo Jia's gaze suddenly filled with a kind of sorrow - a sorrow that even fun could not be concealed.

Lost his son, now there is only this brother.

Deep down in his heart, of course, he didn't want to see the consequences of his brother's rebellion.

Suddenly I hope he is happy, just like before, every time he is depressed, she would make him happy.

"Your Majesty, I'll tell you a secret..."

"What's the secret?"

"I still want to have a little daughter..."

Just like a disobedient child, even his smile is stubborn and sweet. His big and black eyes almost see through his heart on the moonlit night, but there is no lethality, only tenderness and expectation.

He put his arms around his neck and kissed his lips softly: "Your Majesty, what are you talking about? Is it okay?"

Luo Jia's eyes suddenly became slightly wet, and he hugged her tightly.

Who in this world wants to have his own child more than him?

"Your Majesty...Oh..."

He suddenly bit her lips, gently, the sweetness of punishment, "Little thing, don't call him your Majesty again."

"What's that? Is it called Luo Jia?"

"what ever."

She cleverly pressed against his ear: "Why, call him Father?"

He slapped her big palm on her butt, "Little thing, I'm talking nonsense again."

She laughed in his arms and fell asleep carefreely.

A slight snoring sounded, and Luo Jia stared at her. The softness in his arms was like the sweetest poison in the world. He was also sleepy, and fell on the flower marten, hazy, remembering all the past. After many years, he had a wonderful time lying on the flower marten together to spend the moonlit night together.

On this day, Hong'er woke up very early.

Opening his eyes, it was dark all around. I remembered that I was still sick, and immediately shouted softly: "The Queen Mother... The Queen Mother..."

One hand stroked his forehead, very soft: "Hong'er, are you awake?"

The child was confused and in a trance, he felt that the person looked so much like his father.

It was the glimmer of dawn, which made him unable to see it in detail, and he intuitively shouted: "Father...Father..." He was both happy and enthusiastic.

In the morning light, the person sitting opposite him smiled and didn't think he was sir, and his eyes were very loving.

The child saw it clearly by himself and rubbed his eyes, feeling embarrassed: "Grandpa Fairy..."

"Hong'er, just call grandpa."

"grandfather?"

He suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

If you don't call it a prefix, the person in front of you will look old - he is not old, not old at all. In the morning light, his silver hair shows a special kind of charm.

Children have a natural love for aesthetics.

I stared at him for a while before I remembered: "Grandpa, I want to learn that skill..."

How comfortable it is to remember when two chopsticks hold the butterfly's wings?

Luo Jia smiled and touched his head again: "The Queen Mother said, you have become cold and you have to rest for three days. I will teach you later when you are ready."

The child scratched his head and felt that the immortal grandfather should not be here, but he seemed to have a very skilled medical skills and blurted out: "Grandpa, are you treating me?"

Luo Jia blinked: "The Queen Mother is so tired. I will take care of you these days. In a while, the Queen Mother will get up."

After these few days, I didn’t seem to hate him so much. Moreover, I realized that only when he was by my side would the Queen Mother’s mood be particularly good. Also, the most important thing is that he was with him - not with the Queen Mother!!!

The child also knew the difference - it would be best not to accompany the Queen Mother.

The child sat up and muttered, "I still have morning class today, and the Queen Mother said, "You can't delay it."

"I'll tell you about the morning class today."

Honger was surprised: "Really?"

Luo Jiawen said softly: "Today, let's talk about the two qualities of being an emperor."

"Which two are there?"

"Integrity and intelligence: This is the secret to success in being an emperor. The so-called integrity means that when a minister becomes more and more powerful, greedy and threatens the position of the emperor, you must not be angry first and reward him heavily. Even if the request he makes is too excessive, as long as you agree, even if you wish you could kill him, you must fulfill your promise. The so-called "one word is the only thing."

The child held his cheeks and said, "Grandpa, I know, this is called Jun Wu Ji. But, what is intelligence?"

"Don't let such ministers appear!"

The child giggled.

Luo Jia also laughed.

However, Hong'er soon stopped smiling, and her face was slightly sad: "Lu Tai, is that the case?"
To be continued...