Before he finished speaking, he noticed that his father's body suddenly tilted.

"Father, Father... God, Father, what's wrong with you? Come, come quickly..."

Everyone rushed forward and supported Emperor Hongwen.

Emperor Hongwen calmed down and was not panicked at all. He just stroked his forehead: "Everyone, I'm fine."

Wei Qiyuan immediately said, "Your Majesty, go back first, it's windy here."

"Go back now."

The little prince supported his father worriedly and asked in surprise: "Father, what's wrong with you?"

Emperor Hongwen laughed and patted his head: "It's okay. Honger, father is fine."

He held his son's hand, and saw that his son was still worried, and said softly: "It's okay. It's okay, my father is just a little dizzy, just go back and lie down."

The child was still half-believing and half-doubted. His father looked so bad, and he had never seen him as weak.

The lights in Cining Palace were on. There were bursts of fragrance coming from it.

The father and son went in.

At the door, Emperor Hongwen paused his steps, looked up at the familiar big characters - Cining Palace.

How familiar is this place?

What kind of stay can we have after these days?

He didn't think about these things.

I just stood there and was a little stunned.

The child held his hand: "Father, let's go, why don't you go in?"

He smiled and said, "Hong'er, my father only discovered today that the row of trees outside Cining Palace is so beautiful."

The child immediately became interested and looked at the big trees outside. One of them looked more vigorous in winter, tall and straight, layer by layer, like an umbrella, compared to the one in front of the tomb of Grandpa of the late emperor.

Although it is a little smaller, it is more layered. In summer, people sit down and it is very cool.

"Father, the Queen Mother likes to sit under this tree the most."

Emperor Hongwen nodded. Of course he knew how many times he had seen her sitting under this tree, sometimes telling stories to his son, sometimes embroidering a flower. Especially in the first two years when Hong'er was born, he and her

The relationship is very harmonious, there are very few disputes, and everything about her is obedient. Every summer evening, she will always sit here. The two Persian cats under her feet are snow-white, and the fluff like two balls of thread surround her

Running around.

Then how did everything go through?

Why didn’t I turn all this into eternity?

He stood there and was actually crazy.

"Father, let's go in."

He woke up from his trance and followed his son in.

The palace maids were reporting it.

Dinner has been set.

This dinner was very rich.

Emperor Hongwen swept over, cut chicken with white, dried wild vegetables, and pulled apples... In addition to these dishes made by Fangfei himself, there were seven or eight dishes made by the imperial chef, all of which were his favorites.

The most peculiar thing is a bottle of wine - cider.

Fangfei brewed by herself. Every autumn, the golden apples from Beiwudang are selected. The palace maids choose the best red apples, which are about the same size and taste sour and sweet. They carefully remove the core, peel off the flesh, and add

Put the appropriate amount of sugar in a large sealed jar, so brew for a month, open the jar, filter out all the residue of the flesh, and leave behind a fragrant and strong cider.

This wine has a very low concentration and is just a drink that can enhance the appetite and strengthen the spleen.

Honger likes drinking very much, and Emperor Hongwen likes drinking very much.

However, for a long time, Fangfei no longer put cider on the dining table.

Therefore, Emperor Hongwen and his son were very happy to see each other.

Only then did I notice that Fangfei also changed into a casual outfit, a slightly blue robe with a bun tied up high, looking very refreshing, as if she was several years younger. The gray on her face was like a dead gray on her face

The color also disappeared a little, and the complexion became slightly rosy.

Emperor Hongwen stared at her, and she also faced his gaze. When he saw his face, his brows frowned slightly: "Your Majesty, why is your face so bad?"

Honger answered first: "Empress Dowager, my father is feeling uncomfortable today."

Emperor Hongwen smiled and turned his eyes to his son, feeling slightly sad. The son has always been like this, sympathizing with the weak mentality. When he saw the empress dowager lying on the bed, he always sympathized with the empress dowager; now, seeing that he was uncomfortable, he always

It's sympathy for yourself.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

He shook his head: "It's okay, Fangfei. I'm fine. I'm busy dealing with the backlog of things these days. I'm a little tired, so it's really okay."

Seeing that he was like this, Fangfei stopped asking. But she saw that Hong'er had already stood up. He personally took three very beautiful cups and filled them all. Looking carefully, under the light, the cider was

The cup exudes a crystal color like amber.

"The Queen Mother, Father, this wine is so beautiful."

He put the wine glasses one by one in front of the two of them and picked up the glass himself: "It's so delicious."

The two of them also took a sip.

Hong'er was very happy. He picked up white chicken for his father, picked up side dishes for the empress dowager, and ate a piece of shredded apple himself: "It's so delicious. Empress dowager, Hong'er likes to eat it very much."

Fangfei stared at him: "Hong'er, eating too much of the silk-pulled apple will hurt your teeth. In the future, eat less."

When she said this, her voice was very dull, but her heart was like a knife cut. She left and she was about to leave. Who would make a silk-pulled apple for her child in the future?

In the past, she made it for him twice in a month, but she had made it twice in the past few days. The previous principles were gone, and she just wanted to give all the best things in the world to her son.

, no matter how short the time is, you must see the brightest smile on his face.

Emperor Hongwen stared at her, his heart surging.

He knows everything, everything knows - parting is inevitable.

However, he was doing his best to stop this terrible tragedy.

Only Hong'er knew nothing. He only saw that his father and the empress dowager were in unprecedented harmony, getting along happily day by day. In his little heart, he naively thought that this was the case? All this will continue like this forever.

Is it?

He hopes that's the case. It's better for the rest of his life.

So, I kept picking up food for the two of them, telling jokes, and laughing.

Emperor Hongwen felt even more uncomfortable when he saw him being very happy. He suddenly felt so strongly about his son, just like pity himself. The child was young and had no mother, just like himself. Since I can remember, he didn't know what his mother looked like.

He has no emotions even for his mother's family.

What about Honger.

In the future, let Honger repeat his mistakes?

After dinner, the three of them sat around the stove.

Emperor Hongwen smiled and said, "Hong'er, my father will tell you a story."

The child happily snuggled up to him: "Father, what story should I tell today?"

"Tell me a story about my father when he was a child. When his father was fifteen years old, he once followed the grandfather of the late emperor to go to the border of a desert. There was a desert that could not be seen at all, and there were camels..."

"Father, Hong'er hasn't seen a camel yet."

"You will see. We Xianbei people are all over the world, Hong'er, when you are a little older, your father will take you out for a walk. At that time, you will see the boundless vast desert and grassland..."

"Where are Beiwudang beautiful places?"

"Each one has its own characteristics. Although it is not like this, the forest is lush, but in the spring on the grassland, flowers bloom and grasslands are lush, which is very magnificent; especially in the desert, the sand and sea are boundless, and it is also very magnificent, these are from Beiwudang.

The mountains and hills are completely different…”

Hong'er was fascinated by hearing this: "Oh, it's great. I must go and see with my father. Have the Empress Dowager also gone with me? Empress Dowager, have you ever seen the grassland and desert?"

Fangfei nodded.

My thoughts became very clear. How long ago did that? The country was destroyed and the family was destroyed. On the way from the Great Yan Kingdom to the North, I had to pass through the vast grassland along the way.

It was so cold and the wind was so gloomy that I hid in Luojia's tent as his "warm stove". I had a snack for the first time and had a warm haven for the first time. Unlike other female slaves, I always

It is walking in the wind and rain, and being bullied.

Even the desert.

It was also when Luo Jia fought in Qingzhou that year. He only brought a few followers and fought to Qingzhou alone, trying to overcome difficulties with him and break the fate of his son killing his father.

As a result, the end was still not possible.

Luo Jia's tragic death is inevitable.
To be continued...