The one who wants to accompany him through the long journey of life is never the mother, but another woman.
Therefore, the last piece of silk-pulled apple was asked to do it for Miaolian.
Hearing that the emperor could not tell the taste at all, Miaolian wanted to laugh several times, and Fangfei stopped her with her eyes.
That was the painstaking efforts of a mother.
A wife can do as well as a mother - isn't this the greatest blessing for a man?
After dinner, the young emperor finally started the report of the battle between the south and the north. The experiences along the way, the progress of the sword and the iron horse, the intense feelings in the chest... A person's ambition must have someone who is equal in size.
Understand. Who else in the world can know himself better than the Queen Mother? All this can only be shared with the Queen Mother. He can't wait.
"Empress Dowager, have we decided to move the capital to Luoyang?"
"Your Majesty, make your own decision!!!"
This time, she called her not "Hong'er" but "The Emperor".
The emperor himself felt this and became very cautious and respectful, with a little regret in his voice: "Empress Dowager, when we move the capital to Luoyang, we will be afraid that it will be difficult for us to take a vacation in Beiwudang in the future. The journey is so long."
The Empress Dowager smiled slightly: "People say that Luoyang Huadu is beautiful. It is even more beautiful than Beiwudang. Isn't it better to have a vacation there?"
The emperor was very excited when he thought that he was about to move the capital: "Before, I sent some royal families and harem relatives to set off for Luoyang first. However, it is probably difficult to convince everyone to go together."
The queen mother smiled and said nothing.
"Mrs. Queen Mother, when will you leave?"
She smiled so comfortably and shook her head: "Hong'er, I won't go."
The emperor was anxious: "Why didn't you go? Everyone is still waiting for you."
She shook her head again, her voice gentle: "Hong'er, I'm old. The climate in Luoyang is not suitable for me. I like Beiwudang. Luoyang is yours, and Beiwudang is mine."
How smart the emperor was. When he gradually understood the Queen Mother’s meaning, he was even more frightened and couldn’t help but kneel down: “Empress Dowager, did Honger’s poor work and make you angry?”