The two palace maids held her up and started to leave. Fang Fei just wiped her tears in fear and didn't know how to beg for mercy. The tears washed down her dark face, leaving streaks of marks.
Luo Jia waved his hand to stop everyone's actions. He took a step forward and whispered a few words in the Queen Mother's ear. The Queen Mother turned her rosary beads and her face became increasingly ugly.
At the end, Luojia took a step back, and the Queen Mother's expression softened slightly, as if to say, so that's it! She lowered her voice: "No, even this is inappropriate. Isn't it offensive to such a filthy and evil little bitch?
Great God?"
Luo Jia looked embarrassed and said in a low voice: "Mother, I really can't bear to see my daughter..."
The Queen Mother's expression was gloomy, and then she reluctantly nodded: "Forget it, pull this little bastard down. The death penalty can be forgiven, but the living crime is unavoidable, so I will give him ten sticks."
Luo Jia glared: "Why don't you thank the Queen Mother for your kindness?"
Fang Fei knelt on the ground, being held down by the female officer, and kept kowtowing: "Thank you, Queen Mother, thank Queen Mother..."
She kowtowed while crying, and timidly glanced at her father. It was him, it was he who saved her life again. Her father was so kind, she suddenly laughed.
Luo Jia and the Queen Mother were both puzzled. The Queen Mother asked: "Why are you laughing?"
She couldn't say anything, but still looked at Luo Jia gratefully.
Luo Jia didn't even look at her. He already felt a little disgusted in his heart. Why didn't this little thing have a moment to calm down? He once again greeted the Queen Mother: "Mother, please rest early. You have to go on the road tomorrow."
Fang Fei wanted to ask them where they were going tomorrow, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she was pinched by the frowning female official. She did not dare to say anything more, and still knelt on the ground, watching the Queen Mother and her father leave.
The next day, Luo Jia led a group of royal family members, princes and ministers to form a mighty team and went to Wudang Mountain for vacation. Fang Fei was imprisoned in the garden. From then on, the flowers withered and bloomed, and she was never seen again.
"Father" side.
In the blink of an eye, another warm spring day has arrived.
On this day, the palace was full of joy, welcoming all the royal members who had returned from training for thousands of miles. Luojia was riding a tall horse with great interest. Looking at his subjects and this prosperous land, he couldn't help but feel full of ambition.
The first thing I did when I came back was to listen to the reports from the ministers who stayed behind. Although many important things had been dealt with on the way and in the North Wudang Mountains, after returning to the palace, there were still too many chores. Luo Jia spent a day in court this time.
He spent the whole day reading a large number of memorials day and night. Early the next morning, when he was about to go to rest, he heard the high priest asking for an audience.
The high priest is the master in charge of the Zongmu Temple, and is also the most powerful force outside the imperial power of the Northern Kingdom. In the past hundred years, he and the imperial power have almost been in conflict with each other, maintaining a subtle restraint and balance with each other.
Although Luojia was exhausted, he had to receive him.
The high priest first saluted Luojia with his hands clasped together: "Your Majesty, I wish you a safe return."
Luojia also returned the greeting: "What is the high priest's business?"
"Your Majesty, I am divining good and bad luck. This spring, a holy virgin princess must enter the temple."
Luo Jia was startled, and then he remembered this incident. It was also the first time in a long time that he remembered that little fat pig, the so-called Princess Fangfei.
He said calmly: "In that case, just take her away."
"Thank you, Your Majesty. Your Majesty is wise."
Luo Jia saw a faint joy of victory in his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little unhappy, as if he had compromised again. Although Fang Fei was not his biological daughter, he watched a child grow up before his eyes.
The older girl then threw herself into the fire, feeling very uncomfortable.
His tone was a little indifferent: "I'll leave it to you, and you can arrange everything yourself."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
The red temple door finally opened.
The sun is shining all over the sky, gorgeous and colorful, but it makes people's eyes slightly unable to open. The fragrance of flowers outside and the woods outside are actually the same as inside, but because they are separated by a wall, everything is completely different.
She was dressed up with unprecedented care, wearing a snow-white gauze dress, and even wore snow-white gloves on her hands. Her whole body had been baptized by the fragrant bath for several days, and exuded a faint fragrance. She was surprised that she was so
Gorgeous clothes, but no joy at all - Intuitively, dressing so beautifully is not a good thing.