3215. Chapter 3215 Face to Face with the Empress 5K
The psychic Taoist priest could not answer.
Luo Jia didn't ask any further, but just raised his head and looked at the blood-red sky. His son, he had a heart-wrenching heart disease, he knew it, and he knew it.
But Fangfei refused to go, who would have any solutions?
If I feel sorry for my son, can I force her?
The Taoist Master Tongling said bluntly: "Empress Dowager Feng is now eager to get rid of His Majesty's entanglement, and she is not willing to go at all. However, if His Majesty is not ill, it will be very dangerous to the political situation of the entire northern country..."
Although the psychic Taoist priest only stopped, Luo Jia immediately understood that his son had ascended the throne for two years. Even if he was capable, his foundation was still shallow, and he had fatal flaws: he had no offspring! Especially in the design, he was not allowed to do so.
When Yi Hun was removed, King Jingzhao was once pushed out to take charge of the overall situation. At this time, Emperor Hongwen couldn't stand ill, which really sent a dangerous signal: King Jingzhao would ascend the throne.
Even if he is close to the royal family, he will be suspicious. Luo Jia felt a little nervous. Even if he is a brother, how can he be as good as his son?
My son is young. If he dies like this, how can he feel sad?
Luo Jia clenched his fist tightly, and I really don’t know why things turned out like this!
That is a kind of powerlessness - some things, no matter how capable or powerful you are, they are powerless.
"Your Majesty... Maybe you can only come forward!"
Luo Jia was shocked. When he came forward, he could certainly stabilize the situation immediately. Moreover, this was the least cost and most effective. But wouldn’t he really force his son to death? As long as he went out, his son would definitely die.
No, this is not my purpose of living in seclusion for two years.
He said softly: "I can only work hard for Taoist priest these days."
"I am obliged to do so. Alas, I only ask God for blessing, Your Majesty can survive this."
"She... Fangfei, what did she say?"
"Empress Dowager, her emotions are also very unstable. She tried her best to ask your soul, but I could hardly control myself and almost told her, but I think it's best for you to tell her yourself..."
Tell her by yourself! It is indeed time to tell her by yourself. She should not be from outsiders for everything about herself, otherwise she would curse again and say that she was not the best person to treat her.
"Empress Dowager, she said she was leaving and leaving Beiwudang... Your Majesty, maybe, her departure is a good thing..."
Luo Jia's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
Yes, Fangfei should have left. In fact, she should have left long ago. The only thing she forgot at that time was that she thought it was better to arrange her in the most foolproof place. However, Beiwudang was the most inappropriate place.
If she had left early, there would be no future happenings. At this time, I really hoped that she would leave immediately and change to a new place. It was a good thing for her and herself.
Only in the future can we really be carefree.
"But, Taoist priest, if she leaves, will the emperor be helpless?"
It’s really a waste of one’s attention. Why can’t we have the best of both worlds?
"I will find another way. In fact, I think it might be better if the Empress Dowager cures His Majesty and leaves. In this way, all problems will be solved."
The problem is, she doesn't agree!
Now, the elders of the Tuoba family are not here, and it is probably useless to be there. The psychic priest can't do it, and the others can't do it even more. Do you have to come forward by yourself?
Luo Jia thought about it over and over again, and never made such a difficult choice in his life.
The moon rises.
There was a quiet surrounding the cabin.
In the pine forest in front, there were fences one by one. It was built by Emperor Hongwen when he came to Beiwudang for vacation last year, in order to completely protect the safety of Empress Dowager Feng.
The fence is fixed with thick tree stumps that are easy to grow. Now it has sprouted and grows very lushly, like a solid green wall. There are also circles of wild flowers growing at will.
Fangfei slowly stood up and walked out. There was a horse neighing around the cabin. It was his own horse, a bag, and Zhao Li, Yi Xin and others.
Sure enough, they all came back and were on standby.
Zhao Li whispered: "Empress Dowager, Your Majesty did not make things difficult for us last night. He just let us stay aside and told us to do our best to protect the safety of the Empress Dowager."
Emperor Hongwen, isn’t he bluffing? He felt surprisingly uncomfortable. Every time, it was actually like this. He would rather hurt himself than really hurt himself.
"You are ready, we will set off tomorrow."
"The Queen Mother...this..."
Everyone was in a dilemma. How could such a thing happen? In particular, they had witnessed the love of Emperor Hongwen in the cold palace with their own eyes.
"The Queen Mother... you should save Your Majesty."
Fangfei looked at the few confidants who were kneeling down. Why did her insignificant confidants so unanimously lean towards Emperor Hongwen at this moment? Could it be that Emperor Hongwen is really such a good person?
Fangfei's eyes were very stern: "Don't say much, let's start on time tomorrow morning!"
Zhang didn't dare to say anything else, so he stepped down.
Fangfei stood there for a long time until her legs were completely numb. The flowers on the fence were also blooming lonely. A leaf knew that autumn was coming, and autumn was coming.
She slowly returned to the room, in the corner, with burdens and money, everything was ready.
At this time, it is even certain that no one will stop him anymore. The road down the mountain is unobstructed.
However, Fangfei couldn't sleep no matter how hard she was. She opened her eyes wide open in the dark, her mind was empty and she had no nightmares.
Where to go? Until the eve of her departure, she didn't even think about where to go. Luoyang Huadu? The hometown of the dead swallow?
Maybe I should have left long ago. If I had left early, wouldn’t I have nothing left?
She tossed and turned, unable to sleep all night.
No one knows that outside the window, a shadow appeared and hid among the ancient branches. His familiarity with this place was no less than her. His years of experience in Beiwudang, and even this small house was originally his own.
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He sat on the pine tree, his scattered hair tangled with leaves, and he pulled it into pain.
Once upon a time, I had dreamed many times, and as soon as I escaped from the dark secret room, I immediately came here, pulled her, wandered under the moonlight, and laughed between the world.
How happy will the joy of reunion be?
This was the first thing he had to do when he left the secret room.
Unexpectedly, all this was just an illusion. The reunion had become so far away. It was clearly a short distance, but it was a distance from the end of the world.
However, no matter what, it cannot stop me from seeing her. It is so urgent and so strong. If I want to see her, no matter what, even if the sky falls, I will meet her. I miss so many days, so many
After years of suffering, even God could not stop himself from seeing her.
He quietly went down the pine tree and tiptoed, which was her window.
There is also a lonely lamp in the corner of the wall, and she is also a person who is afraid of the darkness.
His eyes suddenly lit up, burning, almost penetrated the window.
Just like a flower-picking thief, a sudden romance of thought - are there any five scents of ecstasy? That dear, dear her! Suddenly, I was so eager, hugged her tightly and kissed her.
Tell her how she loves her and will never change for the rest of her life. Even if she didn't do well before, she would compensate her in the future. In the future, she would spend her whole life to compensate her.
"Fangfei, don't you believe me? Okay, I'll prove it to you. It's enough to prove that what I need is you or a tiger talisman!"
Who is talking in his ear?
He was frightened.
son!
Emperor Hongwen!
This is what my son said just now, and it buzzed beside his ear drum. Father and son are united!
He is like a trapped beast and still fighting.
However, he only stayed by the window, silently because his son was on the verge of dying struggle.
At this time, I completely lost the courage to sacrifice myself.
My heart was in full swing, my hands and feet were cold.
Moral, emotional; father-son love, husband-wife meaning; it is a simple thing, but it is the son who makes it complicated. However, I have no choice.
Who knows the torment he has suffered?
"Father, Fangfei and I have become husband and wife. Please help us... In the past, you robbed me of my things, but now you should give it back to me. You are dead, so don't let the ghosts go away...
…” He was frightened, as if his son was wielding his long sword, threatening and cursing fiercely, trying to drive away all enemies who dared to invade his territory.
Why? Why is this?
It seems that the retribution of reincarnation is yourself, and you plunder your son first, how can you blame him again?
Is it because I am really dead that I am calm?
He covered his heart, his heart was like a knife cut.
In a daze, it seemed like wandering in the boundless dream. Some people called themselves, and some people called themselves gently in the loneliness of the dark night, "Fangfei...Fangfei..."
Fangfei opened her eyes, subconsciously jumped out of bed, and ran to the window. A dark cloud had long covered the moon, and it was the darkest time of the day.
The window is silent.
Her face was against the window.
At that time, Luo Jia's hand also gently supported the window.
It was a strange sense, a sense of mind, and I and her, his hands were almost on her face - through a layer of coldness, touching her warmth.
Fangfei, my dear Fangfei.
Is it her?
It's her footsteps!
It was her smell, the familiar smell.
He was trembling all over and was so excited that he almost jumped up.
However, the footsteps sounded, and in disappointment, he returned to the edge of the bed. He sighed. It was Fangfei. She went back. She couldn't see anyone and found nothing. She went back to lie on the bed.
Like a sleepwalking.
He was so disappointed that he shivered all over. When his body softened, he lay on the grass under the window. The grass was so cold that his hair was wet.
Finally, the sky turned white again.
Fangfei sat up and her hands and feet were light.
The wind in the mountains is cold, the temperature drops sharply, and the water vapor condenses into fog. The surroundings begin to become hazy, covering all the stars and moonlights, and everything around them. The fog is thick in the morning, and the weather will be sunny for a long time. The sun in the fog is drying out the stones, today
It must be a sunny and good weather.
Fangfei pushed open the window, and her hands were out of nowhere, and there was only a vast white area.
She remembered the dream she had last night, almost like she was sleepwalking. For some reason, she always dreamed of Luo Jia frequently these days. You know, when he died, she rarely dreamed of him.
She said to herself strangely: "Luojia, what are you trying to do? You want to pester me every night? If you pester me again, don't blame me for being rude. I will sprinkle blood on your grave, hum...
…”
After sleeping for a night, my hands and feet were weak, and my back was sore, as if all this was caused by Luo Jia. She closed the window again with hatred.
With a simple washing, everything was silent. She had completely changed her outfit, tight-fitting clothes and easy-to-wallow boots, she dressed up like a man. She also had a dagger on her body, inlaid
The dagger of the gem, the dagger of the roga.
The person outside the window looked at her quietly, watching her push the door out, under the dawn, pale, haggard, holding a small bag, and just fleeing to the end of the world?
His heart was like a knife. Why, he and his son couldn't give her the best home? The carriage was a silly, and the horse was a silly sound. The horse didn't make a slight sound. The horse tied, the foot and the hoof,
Although there are no pursuers who have stopped them, Fangfei still cannot make a big fuss. After all, if an empress dowager wants to escape quietly, she cannot make too big fuss.
Zhao Li and others had already gone down the mountain to avoid attracting attention. She was the only one, her lonely figure, holding a horse. Just like a traveler who came and floated away from the mountain. The tired bird returned to his nest, but he didn't know
Where is your nest?
Her steps have passed the morning light and the first wisp of fairy thatch flowers blooming in the morning.
Although the morning fog is not that thick, you can only see a distance of two or three meters.
However, the rising sun slowly rose, piercing the blockade of the thick fog, and its vision began to widen. Fangfei accelerated and she wanted to leave at such a moment. God left without knowing it. Otherwise, others would see it
It would be too bad to do this after all, Queen Mother Feng would do this.
The road down the mountain.
An ancient pine tree.
Green is like the scene in the painting, but there are no cranes.
She suddenly pulled her horse and opened her eyes wide in the morning breeze.
In the morning mist, a person emanated from afar.
The so-called beauty is on the side of the water - no, no, no, not a beauty! The so-called man is like the middle of the morning mist. He slowly rises, and a white layer of dusk covers his head. Then, his face -
—It's so familiar, the face of a handsome man.
Oh my God, Oh my God!
It's Luojia, it's Luojia.
She rubbed her eyes, and rubbed her eyes desperately.
It's Luo Jia, it's really Luo Jia.
He stood opposite him, so tall, wearing a strange dress, like a Taoist robe, and his hair was also spread out. He was no longer a man with a tall crown in the past, but was casually tied into a bun, just like
Like a man from the Southern Dynasty, however, his hair turned gray. In the morning light, she could even see the grayness blown by the breeze.
Luo Jia is old!
However, his face did not change.
His eyes were so big and bright, and his lips were still so firm and thin, and even with the cruelty she remembered - just when she kissed, the thin cruelty became
It has become a temptation of badness.
How many times, how many times, I was immersed in his temptation, unable to extricate myself and distracted.
Even his arms, the extended arms, were so long, so powerful, so strong. Just like his hug, they were almost carried to the bones of a person.
I have never seen such a beautiful old man - he is so handsome when he is old!
It's not even old, the white hair seems to be a decoration.
Luo Jia, he is always powerful in Kong Wu.
All the hatred, anger, and blame for him disappeared and never saw her again. Her heart was boiling, passionate, full of excitement, ah, the moon.
She rubbed her eyes and looked up at the moon - there was no moon, it was the sun, it was clearly the morning light. Strange, why did the werewolf transform in the morning light? Shouldn't it be on the moonlight night?