The whole world is waiting for my deposed empress

After only half a year of marriage, the emperor fell ill. The disease was so serious that the hospital was helpless.

Ming Feiqing was called into the palace by the queen mother, and with the help of the national teacher, he prayed for the seriously ill emperor.

Sure enough, the same as eight years ago, the emperor saved the day that night.

When the emperor woke up, he was thankful that he had escaped, but when he learned from the national teacher that it was Ming Feiqing who made his condition suddenly clear, his face became darker than when he was seriously ill.

Before his sickbed, he issued an imperial decree of commendation, and soon all the people in Xiqin knew that the fate of the current crown princess was the rare Ziwei star, and he could bring auspiciousness to everyone. The national fortune will be prosperous.

For a while, Ming Feiqing was praised as Xiqin's lucky star, not only the dignitaries wanted to make friends with him, but even the common people wanted to take advantage of Ziweixing's blessing.

One day, a plainly dressed woman came to the gate of the East Palace. The woman held a sick baby in her arms. She knelt at the gate and begged the princess to come out and save her child.

Ming Feiqing heard about this in the Inner Court, put down his book and went out to have a look, and saw that the woman's actions had attracted many people to watch, and a group of people were eagerly looking forward to him coming to save her.

The child was so sick that he was lifeless, it was really pitiful, Ming Feiqing asked the housekeeper to take some silver and handed it to the woman to treat the child.

The woman suddenly grabbed his hand and cried, "I beg you to give me a little blessing for my child!"

The story in the palace has spread, and now everyone knows that Ming Feiqing can prevent disasters and suppress evil spirits, and those who receive his blessing can save themselves from danger.

The national teacher specially persuaded Ming Feiqing: "Everyone in the world suffers. Instead of helping them, it is better to help yourself." It was obviously reminding him not to worry too much about the sufferings of others.

Seeing his hesitation, the woman forced the child into Ming Feiqing's arms, then kowtowed and begged: "The life of the nobles in the palace is fate, so my child's life is not life? !"

Said that he was really going to hit the pillar to seek death.

The guards of the Eastern Palace hurriedly stopped her.

These few words of hers aroused a lot of discussion among the people around—yes, does Ziwei Xing only save the nobles in the palace, and treat ordinary people as worthless?

Ming Feiqing couldn't get off the tiger, so he had to put his hand on the child's hot forehead, read a few words of congratulations, and then returned the child to the woman, saying: "You can't believe all those mysterious claims, you have to find a doctor for the child to take a good look at it." Okay, you can keep the money."

The woman took the money and thanked her again and again, and the people around her were also full of praise for the princess.

But Ming Feiqing knew that this was not something to be happy about.

"With such a commotion today, in the future, if everyone comes to ask the young master to save him, how can the young master save him?" Tian Qing also saw that something was wrong.

Ming Feiqing stepped into the courtyard and sighed helplessly: "If I refuse to save him today, it will affect Ajin's reputation. He is the heir of the dynasty. If I can win some people's hearts for him, I will not be tired." nothing."

Tian Qing: "Young Master does his best for His Highness, but His Highness doesn't come home all day long."

"He never treated me badly." Ming Feiqing pushed open the door of the study and picked up a mansion newspaper on the table, "Recently Xiyi has been restless, and he is worrying about it. I can't help you, at least not Make trouble for him."

The residence newspaper of the East Palace wrote in great detail the recent changes in the court, and Ming Feiqing could see that the emperor couldn't wait to use troops against Xiyi.

Sure enough, in the evening, a decree came from the palace that the emperor would send generals to the west, and before the expedition, a ceremony of praying for blessings and asking heaven would be held for the soldiers.

Such ceremonies have always been presided over by the emperor himself to show sincerity.

Today, the imperial decree named Ming Feiqing to participate in the blessing ceremony.

Ming Feiqing accepted the imperial decree ignorantly, unable to understand the meaning of the emperor at all, even if he wanted members of the royal family to participate in the grand ceremony, it should be Huai Jin, a well-behaved prince, so why did he choose him?

This question was answered by Huai Jin who came back for dinner in the evening: "Father means that you are Ziweixing, and with you praying for the soldiers of Xiqin, this battle will definitely be won."

After hearing this, Ming Feiqing asked: "Although Xiyi is a small country, it has the advantage of natural dangers. For hundreds of years, Xiqin has not been able to take down the western border. Is the emperor's move too hasty?"

Huaijin put a salt-baked chicken leg into his bowl: "The general of the Western Expedition this time is Song Bai under my command. He is skilled in using troops, and even the southern army is afraid of him, let alone a small Xiyi."

"..."

Ming Feiqing knew all the confidant generals under Huaijin's command. Song Bai was indeed a military prodigy. With him in command, his odds of winning were second only to Huaijin's personal expedition to the west.

"I said something wrong." Ming Feiqing looked at the chicken legs in the bowl and said, "The battle is imminent, how can I make others want to destroy my own prestige, I will definitely pray for Xi Qinerlang."

The auspicious day of praying is coming soon.

The grand ceremony was held outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony. For this blessing, the emperor specially ordered a three-foot-high jade platform to be built.

There are [-] wooden steps on the jade platform, and only after crossing the [-] steps can you climb the jade platform and burn incense to pray for blessings.

The only one who can ascend to the jade platform to offer incense has always been the emperor, even if Huaijin is the crown prince, he is not qualified to do so, but Ming Feiqing, relying on the Ziwei star fate he was born with, stood on the same level as the emperor on this day.

Civil and military officials can only kneel around the jade platform, and they are not even qualified to look up.

At the auspicious time, bells, drums and bronze horns rang majestically.

The emperor in a dragon robe received three coiled dragon golden incense sticks from the national teacher, held them in both hands, and solemnly climbed up the hundred steps, praying to heaven on the jade platform.

The national teacher motioned for Ming Feiqing to come over, and Ming Feiqing walked over, taking the same Panlong Jinxiang with both hands.

The scent of Panlong Jinxiang is sweet and burning faintly in Ming Feiqing's hands.

Standing under the jade platform, Huaijin watched Ming Feiqing, who was dressed in a dignified and luxurious attire, climb up the jade platform step by step in the smoke of incense sticks.

He was born to be good-looking, but today he is like a banished immortal.

Suddenly, Ming Feiqing stopped in the middle of the stairs.

The three golden incense sticks fell from his hands, his head was thrown backwards, and his whole body fell backward like a kite with a broken string!

Huai Ziyu's expression froze, and it was too late to realize something was wrong.

Ming Feiqing stepped on the air and fell from the fifty steps! !

When all the officials heard the movement, they raised their heads in unison, and saw the crown princess rolling down the blessing steps!

After a violent and long muffled sound, Ming Feiqing's body fell to the ground, rolling out a long bloodstain!

Huai Ziyu turned pale with shock, and rushed forward to hug Ming Feiqing, seeing that the corner of his mouth was bleeding, his forehead was bruised, his fine clothes were torn by wood, and his hands and feet were covered with horrific scratches.

When he was picked up by Huai Jin, his eyes were closed, but he woke up quickly, his bloodstained hands grabbed Huai Ziyu's collar, his legs curled up as if in stress, and he shouted hoarsely and painfully: "A Jin, It hurts...!"

Huaijin looked down, only to see the blood stains on the knees under the dark dress, and above the blood stains, two sharp wooden awls stuck upside down in shock!

"Feiqing...the imperial physician...the imperial physician!!" Huai Jin shouted in a panic, among all the officials, only Qin Ran was able to react, and rushed forward regardless of etiquette.

At this time, Prime Minister Lin suddenly shouted to the emperor on the jade platform: "This accident happened in the blessing ceremony, it is very ominous!!"

The national teacher recovered from the fright, he knelt on the ground, wanted to defend something, but he couldn't find a reason - as Lin Xiang said, seeing bloody disasters in the middle of praying for blessings is indeed a bad omen!

He looked up at the hundreds of wooden steps. The handrails of the steps were not firm. When Ming Feiqing rolled down, if he was unlucky, those protruding wooden cones could kill him—looking at it this way, it just pierced his knees Fortunately, if he was not careful, this wood could pierce his heart!

Right now it's not a matter of auspiciousness or not, but the carpenter who built the jade platform is held accountable!

The national teacher was about to talk about this, when the aloof emperor glanced down at Ming Feiqing who had fainted in Huaijin's arms due to blood loss, shook his sleeves and said, "God has seen my sincerity, as for the crown princess, I'm afraid it's old Heaven won't let him go to this jade platform, since that's the case, I won't force it."

Huai Jin glared at the emperor angrily, and gradually tightened his grip on Ming Feiqing.

"Your Highness." Qin Ran pressed his hand and tried to persuade him: "Young Master's life is important, take him back to the inner hall!"

Huaijin was flustered by the bloody smell on Ming Feiqing's body, and became a little dull, before carefully carrying Ming Feiqing to the inner hall.

All the ministers and officials have their own thoughts, and the emperor is even more planning.

Prime Minister Lin's eyes fell on the three coiled dragon golden incense sticks on the steps.

Who would have thought that the three sticks of incense in Ming Feiqing's hands were drugged with colorless and odorless drugs?