The whole world is waiting for my deposed empress

He was taken aback by such a thought, and came back to his senses and asked, "Where's Huai Ziyu?"

Song Bai was stunned for a moment. In the past, the son of Ming always called the prince "A Jin", and he rarely called him by his name.

"Your Highness is practicing archery in Dongying." The soldier beside Song Bai hurriedly replied.

Ming Feiqing is different from those high-ranking nobles. Before he was the crown princess, he also mixed with Huaijin's brothers.

In the past, when he came to the military camp, he would often bring two carriages of pastries to reward the soldiers.

Over time, everyone in the army knew that His Highness had a peerless beauty in his heart. This beauty was not in the clouds, but right in front of their eyes, and she often brought them sweet cakes to eat.

On the way to Dongying, every five or six steps Ming Feiqing took, a backbone of the army would pop out to greet him eagerly. It was not a flattering hypocritical face, but full of sincere liking.

The sense of guilt brought about by that thought just now deepened—as if he had really become a butcher with a knife, and these fresh lives were the "fish" under his knife.

In his previous life, he sincerely prayed for these 20 soldiers, but what he got in exchange was the emperor's conspiracy, and what he got in exchange for Huaijin's "unlucky" words. In the end, when he was defeated, all the people came to scold him, scolding a weak man who had nothing to do with this war. Deceitful people.

He wants to live a more relaxed life in this life. Before the blessing ceremony, if he wants to completely stay out of the matter in order to protect himself, he can definitely do it—as long as he is ruthless.

But at this moment, he really softened his heart.

There was the sound of bows and arrows breaking through the wind, Ming Feiqing raised his eyes, and saw Huai Ziyu in the school grounds drawing his bow. The arrows rushed out, 20 meters away, all hit the bull's-eye.

There was a burst of cheers: "His Royal Highness is amazing at archery! It's amazing!!"

"Master Ming is here!"

A little general saw Ming Feiqing, and his smile grew wider. Someone corrected him and said, "Stupid! It's time to call you Shaojun!"

Huaijin followed the prestige and saw Ming Feiqing standing outside the arena, so he shook his bow and arrow at him viciously, as if to say: I'm good! !

Ming Feiqing: "..."

Huaijin shone brightly in the eyes of the soldiers, but in Ming Feiqing's eyes, he was not as pleasing to the eye as the wild horse that ran into him just now.

As soon as he saw this person's haughty face, his heart that had just softened suddenly became hard again.

Huaijin saw the food box in Tianqing's hand at a glance, threw the bow and arrow to Tianbai, dismissed the soldiers around the shooting range, and trotted in front of Ming Feiqing: "I knew you wouldn't watch me starve."

Ming Feiqing: "..." I really wanted to slap this thick-skinned person on the spot.

The food box was placed on the table in the coach's tent.

"Eat." Ming Feiqing put an empty bowl in front of Huaijin, then took a big spoon, and scooped the food on the plate into his bowl.

Seeing his posture, Huai Jin always felt very familiar, but couldn't remember what it looked like.

He glanced at the dishes in the bowl, and they were all the ingredients he hated the most in the past. His favorite shrimp and beef were both missing.

But for the sake of Ming Feiqing's willingness to listen to him and cook him this lunch, Huaijin stopped being picky eaters, and bit the bullet and ate the dish that she usually hates, but the rice was still raw.

Ming Feiqing sat opposite him, watching him eat.

"what about the taste?"

"...You didn't put your heart into it at all." Huaijin put meat into his mouth while disgusted.

"Heart?" Ming Feiqing picked up a fried pig's heart with his chopsticks, "He obviously used 'heart'."

Huaijin: "..."

He has only one taboo in diet - not eating animal offal.

I am used to the scenes of blood and flesh flying everywhere, and I instinctively reject these animal offal that smell like blood even after being cooked.

Ming Feiqing was deliberately disgusting him.

"If your Highness likes to eat, I will make it for you every day." Ming Feiqing said with a smile.

Huaijin lost her appetite, so she put down her chopsticks and was about to say something when Tian Bai suddenly broke into the tent: "It's not good, Your Highness, the Emperor is vomiting blood again."

It has only been half a month since the last recovery.

Ming Feiqing remembered that it was half a year later in the previous life that the old emperor's body took a sharp turn for the worse. How could it be so early in this life?

Could it be that he really couldn't stand his kneeling?

Huaijin could only suppress her anger first, got up and changed into the strong clothes with arrow sleeves, and rushed to the palace.

When he left the barracks, he turned back and said to Fei Qing, who was following behind him, "You go back to the mansion and stay there. If you don't have an imperial edict to summon you, then you don't know what happened in the palace."

It was rare for Ming Feiqing to listen to Huai Jin's words.

He went back to the East Palace in a carriage. When the carriage drove out of the barracks, he lifted the curtain and looked back at the lively young faces in the barracks. Behind them were 20 small Xiqin families.

After the fiasco of the Western Expedition in the previous life, it didn't take long for the old emperor to die violently amidst the boiling public grievances.

It's a pity that he died too late, if it was half a year earlier in the morning...

The wheels ran over the stones on the ground, and the carriage jolted, which knocked Ming Feiqing's reason back.

He shuddered that he would actually have such an idea.

In the past, he couldn't even see pigs being slaughtered, but now, he even thought of killing pigs from time to time.

And the person he wanted to kill was the current emperor, and even Huaijin's biological father.

The carriage had already driven to the vicinity of the East Palace, but the horse was stopped before reaching the dismounting stone.

"Young Master, there is trouble ahead." The coachman reported from outside.

Ming Feiqing lifted the curtain and took a look outside, only to see dozens of common people around the entrance of the East Palace, and the person who was watching by this group of common people was a woman holding a baby.

Ming Feiqing was no stranger to this scene.

What frightened him was that all kinds of changes in his previous life seemed to happen ahead of schedule.

He got out of the carriage, and under the protection of the guards, he walked through the crowd and stood at the gate of the East Palace.

As soon as the woman saw him coming, she immediately walked a few steps with the child in her arms, crying and begging: "I beg you to give me some blessings for my child!"

Sure enough, it was a replay of the scene in the previous life.

Ming Feiqing stood on the sixth step and watched the woman act condescendingly.

Her poverty and tears are all disguised, only the child in her arms is really seriously ill and dying.

Seeing him treating each other coldly, the woman wanted to stuff the child into Ming Feiqing's arms, but Ming Feiqing didn't give her a chance to get close at all. In desperation, she put the child on the already cold floor in autumn, and then Say the words that Ming Feiqing is all too familiar with.

"The life of the nobles in the palace is life, but my child's life is not life? The lowly people of the grassroots can only ask for death!"

After all, she was going to hit the post to seek death.

The guard hurriedly wanted to stop her, but a cold voice said: "No one is allowed to stop her."

The guards and the onlookers stood there in shock, and it was Ming Feiqing who had always been soft-hearted and kind-hearted who said this.

The woman was also stunned, she had already stood up, but she didn't bump into the pillar.

Ming Feiqing walked down the steps and took a look at the tearful woman: "You can die if you want, but don't splash blood on me, I think it's dirty."

There was a trace of sternness in the woman's eyes, and she asked loudly: "My lord really treats our lives like nothing!?"

As soon as this remark came out, the surrounding people also became indignant.

"No, no, no." Ming Feiqing shook his head, and corrected softly: "I don't care how much other people's lives are worth, but you, you are even worthless, and I will never stop you if you want to die."

The woman's pupils trembled, she didn't expect Ming Feiqing not only to not stop her, but also wishing for her to die immediately.

With so many people watching, she couldn't get off the ground: "I just asked you to give a few words of congratulations to the child, and you are not even willing to give this small favor? When the crown prince ascends the throne in the future, a cold-blooded person like you is also worthy of sitting in the back seat? Then my people in Xiqin will not be in trouble?"

"Cold-blooded?"

When this white-eyed wolf insulted her in public in her previous life, "You should die", Ming Feiqing really regretted that she wasn't cold-blooded enough.

He glanced at the pale baby lying on the ground, and said to the woman, "It's not impossible for you to ask me to save this child. As you said, you are a lowly person, and you should beg for death. You die for me now." See, if you die, I will save your son."

The people around immediately commented: "How can you force people to die? Your heart is really poisonous!"

"This child is so pitiful, you should save him."

"Saving a child is just a matter of moving a finger for a dignitary like you, why not?"

Ming Feiqing glanced at the righteous crowd, and said with a smile: "Since everyone is so kind, why don't you come and save this child, and pay a few taels of silver each."

The group immediately fell silent.

Ming Feiqing sneered: "I thought there was a group of living Bodhisattvas gathered at the gate of the East Palace, but it turns out that they are all fake Bodhisattvas who can only talk."

He walked up to the woman: "Don't you want to ask for death? I gave you this chance, and you dare not die?"

The woman's complexion was embarrassing, and she was already retreating from her feet.

Ming Feiqing saw that she wanted to escape: "Come here, arrest this person and throw him against a pillar. Today I want to fulfill her wish."

Just as the guards were about to make a move, the woman had already pushed away from the crowd and fled in embarrassment, even ignoring the child.

As soon as everyone saw that things were reversed, they also dispersed like birds and beasts.

A baby was left lying on the ground.

The housekeeper of the East Palace couldn't bear it, picked up the child, and asked Ming Feiqing: "My lord, what should I do with this child?"

"Throw it away, let him fend for himself."

These words were heard by a few people who hadn't gone far, and they scolded Ming Feiqing for being cold-blooded and vicious, but they didn't dare to turn around and point at his nose.

When the crowd dispersed, Ming Feiqing turned around and went back to the mansion, and the housekeeper also came in with the child in his arms.

Ming Feiqing glanced at the housekeeper: "Didn't I ask you to throw him away?"

The housekeeper smiled and said: "The old slave has been with His Highness for many years, and also watched Young Master grow up. You are not a cruel person, you will not die without saving your life."

Ming Feiqing raised his eyebrows: "Just now..."

The housekeeper said: "Leave a seriously ill child and run away. How can such a person be a real mother? I'm afraid that the child was stolen from somewhere, and he will set a trap for His Highness and Shaojun. Shaojun will drive her away. There's nothing wrong with that."

Ming Feiqing: "... Uncle Song, do you really think I did the right thing?"

The steward nodded solemnly: "Young Master is a good man who can only be met with all the good luck. His Highness said it himself."

"...he said that again?"

Ming Feiqing raised his hand, pressed the corner of the swaddling baby and glanced at the half-year-old child. Although sick, he was still cute.

This child is indeed just a tool as the housekeeper said.

That woman is a link in the emperor's chain plan. If the Western Expedition goes well, this link will be voided, but if the battle is defeated, this woman will stand up and testify that the child died under Ming Feiqing's curse, which is a solid case. If the "Ziweixing" is inauspicious, the people will naturally spread all the grievances of the Western Expedition on Ming Feiqing, and the emperor will be able to retreat unscathed.

In the previous life, this child must have been abandoned and died in a corner after being used.

Ming Feiqing took the swaddling baby, put his palm on the baby's hot eyebrows, and whispered a congratulatory message.

It was as if an elixir had been injected, and the child who was unable to wake up from the high fever suddenly cried out, and the breath he was holding was suddenly relieved, and his face was no longer as bruised as before.

The housekeeper was very pleasantly surprised: "Shaojun is indeed a blessed person, His Highness is lucky to have you."

"Stop flattering me. Send the child to the doctor Qin." Ming Feiqing was worried that the child's illness would be incurable, so he took off the glazed jade pendant on his waist and put it in his swaddle, "Qin Ran saw this jade pendant , you know what I mean, he will try his best to cure this child, this matter must be done quietly, so as not to disturb Huaijin."

"Yes, this old slave is going to the Imperial Hospital right now!" The housekeeper carried the child out of the backyard.

Listening to the crying of the child going away, Ming Feiqing had some thoughts in his heart.

If everything was ahead of schedule... Today, the imperial decree of the blessing ceremony should be sent to the East Palace.