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In the mourning hall, Xiao Yan sat cross-legged in onyx clothes, twirling Buddhist beads in his hands, and closed his eyes without moving, just like he used to meditate in the temple, but at this moment his back added a bit of loneliness and desolation, teaching People dare not disturb easily.

Feng Qiao stood outside the door, looked at his back and murmured softly: "He must be very sad now."

"Compared to being sad, he should be more at a loss at this moment."

Feng Qiao looked at Huan Yu who was talking, feeling very puzzled, "At a loss?"

Huan Yu nodded, and asked her: "Have you ever heard of His Highness's life experience?"

"I have heard a little bit." Feng Qiao said, "Some people say that he is the posthumous son of the previous dynasty, and he himself thinks so, but Emperor Xiao insists that he is his biological son."

After pondering for a moment, Feng Qiao asked: "So, what is the truth?"

"This truth may never be revealed to the world, because those who really know the truth have all died." Huan Yu said, "But one thing is certain."

Feng Qiao suddenly had an ominous premonition, "What's the matter?"

"Your Highness once had two children..." Huan Yu's throat choked, his voice was difficult, "but they were all given to death by Emperor Xiao."

Feng Qiao's heart trembled, and she covered her mouth for a long time, unable to speak.

Huan Yu went on to say: "To treat someone who I have called 'Father Emperor' for decades, but is clearly my enemy, his heart must be extremely complicated, so complicated that he is at a loss. Is it love or hate? Is it pity? Resentment? Unless he thinks about it and let go, otherwise, this difficult problem of the mind will be like a shackle, binding him forever."

It doesn't matter if you are in a high position and hold great power, as long as your heart is still in the mundane world, you will be helpless in the end by fate and God's will.

"Sir, you know him so well, but what can you do to help him?"

Huan Yu looked at her when he heard the words, with a faint smile on his lips, "If you want to help, it's up to you to help."

Feng Qiao pointed at herself and asked, "Me?"

Huan Yu nodded slightly, "Don't let him have no one around and feel at ease."

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves, turned and left.

After hesitating for a while, Feng Qiao entered the mourning hall lightly, knelt down on the futon, bowed three times to the altar, and then looked at Xiao Yan on the right.He still closed his eyes, his lips moved slightly, but there was no sound at all, and he didn't know if he was chanting scriptures or silently chanting something else.

He clearly said that his relationship with Buddhism was over, but now he picked up the Buddha beads again for the sake of a person who seemed to be close and hated.

Feng Qiao didn't disturb him in the end, and she closed her eyes and hands, praying silently, wishing him nothing to worry about, and wishing him a smooth rest of his life.

Kneeling like this for an unknown amount of time, she felt that her legs were a little numb, so she put her hands on the ground to use her strength to slow down, but when she moved, a voice suddenly sounded beside her: "But are you tired?"

She was so frightened that she almost failed to stabilize her body, she turned to look at Xiao Yan, and saw that he really opened his eyes and looked at her, his eyes were clear.

"My legs are numb..." Feng Qiao was a little embarrassed, so she could only bite the bullet and say, "You don't need to worry about me, I will take it easy on my own."

Xiao Yan didn't say anything, hung the beads around his neck, and immediately helped her sit on the futon, rubbing her calf gently.

Feng Qiao was shocked, and hurriedly stopped him: "Don't! This is inappropriate."

Xiao Yan glanced at the spiritual seat, then looked at her again, and said two words in a low voice: "It's okay."

Feng Qiao didn't refuse any more, and looked intently at his drooping eyebrows, feeling inexplicably sour in her heart, "...I'm sorry."

Xiao Yan was taken aback, "Why do you apologize?"

"I can't help you except to accompany you." Feng Qiao was a little discouraged, "As your wife, I have failed my duty."

Xiao Yan smiled softly, "It's enough to have you with me, as for negligence... I didn't marry you to help me find work and solve my problems, so naturally I didn't mention negligence."

Feng Qiao felt a little relieved when she heard the words, and then asked cautiously: "Then I will watch the night with you tonight, okay?"

Xiao Yan originally wanted to say "no need", but after meeting her sincerely expecting eyes, he softened his heart and said "yes".

However, she is an active person after all, she can kill the enemy endlessly on the battlefield, but she can't stand the silent vigil. After midnight, she really can't stand it anymore and falls asleep.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan gently pulled her over and leaned on his shoulder, looking at her tangled brows when she fell asleep, he said softly, "Silly girl, don't force yourself in the future."

Feng Qiao moaned a few times, as if responding.

Xiao Yan smiled slightly.

A few days later, the first emperor came out and was buried in the imperial mausoleum.Prince Xiao Wen succeeded to the throne and changed his year name to "Zhaochen".

After he succeeded to the throne, he made great efforts to clear up the long-standing malpractices and serious illnesses. Within six months, the court and the court were clean and upright.

In the winter of the first year of Zhaochen, in order to fulfill the promise of the first emperor, he married the daughter of Li Shangshu, the Ministry of Rites, and named him Xiuyi.At the same time, Fengqiao was made a noble concubine.

In the spring of the second year of Zhaochen, he wanted to confer Fengqiao as empress, but was opposed by several ministers on the grounds that she was the daughter of a foreign country.

"Since I have married her, I naturally no longer regard her as an outsider."

"But Your Majesty, there has never been a precedent for Nan Xiao to appoint a foreigner's daughter as his heir."

"Then I have set this precedent!" He said every word clearly and loudly, "You all think that she is not virtuous and has evil intentions. But she is my wife, don't I know her better than you? Besides, what is a virtuous? Knowing the book and upholding principles is a virtuous person. Isn’t it a virtuous person to go to battle to suppress rebellion and kill the enemy, and to restore the stability of the people? Isn’t she a virtuous person who married me, Nan Xiao, to make a good country? Your thinking is so narrow, how can you talk about being an official and serving the people?”

"Your Majesty! I... know I was wrong."

"Everyone back down!"

After the ministers retreated from the palace, he took another look at the so-called letter of remonstrance "please think twice", and threw it to the ground in a fit of anger.

After Feng Qiao saw it, she picked up the letter of remonstrance and put it on the desk, then walked around behind him, rubbed his temples gently, and said, "Actually, I'm satisfied if I can be by your side. I don't care about the position of queen."

"But I care." Xiao Yan said, "I only have one wife, and it can only be you."

"But it's not good to damage your image of a wise monarch in the eyes of the courtiers for me." Feng Qiao persuaded, "Besides, you should feel lucky that there are still courtiers who are willing and dare to advise you. If you keep silent about everything and watch from the sidelines, then this imperial court and this country are not far from collapse, aren’t they?”

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then laughed out loud: "A pretty girl is always right."

Feng Qiao smiled lightly, and said again: "Master once said that virtue needs to be matched. As the wife of Emperor Nan Xiao, I should naturally read more books of sages and be a sensible person."

Xiao Yan said, "Just do your best, don't force yourself."

"I won't force it." Feng Qiao said, "I enjoy it, for you and for myself."

Xiao Yan suddenly remembered something, pulled her in front of him, and hugged her into his arms, "Didn't I tell you to rest in the bedroom, why did you come here? And what's the matter with the imperial doctor? Didn't I tell him to rest after the consultation?" Hurry up and report?"

"Look at you, you are frowning again." Feng Qiao raised her hand to smooth the wrinkles between his brows, and explained, "The imperial doctor didn't come because I wanted to tell you the diagnosis result."

Xiao Yan was taken aback for a moment, vaguely guessing something.

Feng Qiao put her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear: "Xiao Lang, congratulations, you are going to be a father."

That's true!

Xiao Yan was overjoyed, hugged her tightly, buried his head in her neck, and snickered endlessly.

"If you want to laugh, just smile openly, why hide it?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Yan suddenly raised his head, held her red lips, and kissed her tenderly.

While breathing heavily, he suddenly said, "I love you so much."

Feng Qiao's heart was burning hot, and she responded softly: "I too...love you very much."

At the beginning of the third year of Zhaochen, Empress Feng gave birth to a dragon son. The emperor was very happy and pardoned the world.

That year, he personally wrote a letter to Emperor Chen of the North, suggesting that the north and the south should conduct business and exchange needs, which was supported by Emperor Chen of the North.Since then, the river has ceased to be a barrier between South Xiao and North Chen. The small ferry has gradually become a spacious and convenient wharf. There are many shops on the bank.

In June of the seventh year of Zhaochen, Emperor Xiao took his wife and children on a private patrol, crossing the river north, passing through Xizhou, they went to the palace to visit Zhou Tianxing, and then went to the mausoleum to meet the old man.

"Cheng'er, say hello to Master."

"Master, Cheng'er brought his father and mother to see you." Xiao Cheng said in a childlike voice, "They told many stories about you to Cheng'er, you are so amazing, even better than Dad, you are Cheng'er A great hero in my heart."

Feng Qiao looked at Xiao Yan upon hearing this, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Feng Qiao: "Master, we are doing well, don't worry."

Xiao Yan: "My lord, the world is peaceful now, you can rest assured."

The author has something to say:

It's over.

A few additional notes:

1. 宬, refers to the ancient library.Color imparts to the soul, and the heart is on the side...you understand.

2. Shi Yi jumped down in front of the tower and said, "Heaven is clear, there will be a day when I will return my Wang Jun's innocence", so I took the year name as "Zhaochen" (it may be a bit far-fetched, but far-fetched is far-fetched, I don't care ).

3. I originally planned to write the story of Ji Feng, and he was already listed as the protagonist in the copywriting, but I think he has an afterlife in "One Life and One Life", named "Du Feng", and he should be with his senior sister Xiaoyu Pair, so I won't write his story (I won't admit it's because I'm lazy).

4. When Shi Yi went back to Zhongzhou to get married, Zhou Shengchen watched her leave from the city tower. Xiao Yan said something to him such as "It would be better to wait until the spring blossoms before getting married". It is a beautiful season, so in this article, he promised Fengqiao that "when the spring is warm and the flowers bloom next year, I will go to Beichen personally, and ask the emperor of Beichen to marry you to me."

5. Feng Qiao's "I want to be selfish for a while" is also to make up for the difficulty of watching the drama.Whenever Xiao Nanchen Wang is selfish... Forget it, if you talk too much, you will be in tears.

6. Out of selfishness, the plot of this article is very ideal, without too many hindrances and tricks. One is because I don’t intend to write in detail, otherwise it will become a long article; the other is because I am too stupid to think I don't know how to write, and I can't write with my hands.I just want the people left behind to have a good life, like Feng Qiao and Xiao Yan, like Mi San Niangzi, like Huan Yu...and the people of the world.

7. Although it is only a short ten days, I still want to thank you for your company, and thank you for your willingness to read my journal-style clumsy work.We are destined to see you in the rivers and lakes.

8. Finally, I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival~