The whole world is waiting for my deposed empress

Ming Feiqing didn't know how he escaped from that embarrassing situation.

It was only when the rain hit his face that he came back to his senses, and looked up at the four square gray sky of the Eastern Palace.

He stood alone on the bridge, surrounded by withered flowers and dark water.

"Young Master! Young Master!!"

Shouts from far and near broke the dead silence.

Tian Qing rushed out from the misty rain: "People from the Ming Palace said that Madam is seriously ill, so I want you to go back and have a look!"

Ming Feiqing didn't dare to think about what this glance meant.

He staggered and ran to the gate of the East Palace.

The guard stopped him with a knife: "You can't go out of the East Palace without the emperor's order, and the crown princess must not refuse to change after repeated admonitions."

They crossed six lines of defense with unsheathed knives.

I really look up to Ming Feiqing.

A man with long-term illness and injured legs is extremely useless even breaking through the first line of defense.

Ming Feiqing tried twice but was pushed back into the mansion by the guards.

He grew up stumbling all his life, and experienced hardships as an adult, but he was truly carefree and happy when he was a child.

It was Su Qiu who shielded him from the wind and rain with his frail body, and took care of him under his feathers with his own strength.

Before meeting Huai Ziyu, his mother never made him suffer needlessly.

The grace of childbearing cannot be exhausted in this life.

The parents who suffer from the body, hair and skin, he ruined his originally healthy body for Huaijin, and made Su Qiu worry about him even on the sick bed. This is already extremely unfilial.

If he couldn't even see his mother for the last time, Ming Feiqing would regret it for the rest of his life.

He got up from the ground, knowing that he had little chance of winning by force, so he hesitated for a moment, then turned and ran back to the small courtyard of the study.

He gave up his dignity and planned to beg Huai Ziyu.

Huai Jin tried his best to deceive and use him, but she respected Su Qiu very much. If something happened to Su Qiu, at least Huai Ziyu would not just sit idly by.

Ming Feiqing only cared about two people in his life, one was Huai Jin, and the other was his biological mother Su Qiu. He never put himself first in matters concerning these two people.

Even if he hadn't been freed from those slanderous words, he still had to pretend he didn't know anything for the sake of his mother and bowed his head to Huai Ziyu, begging him to let him out of the East Palace and see his mother for the last time.

I didn't expect to meet Lin Ji first at the gate of the small courtyard.

"Aren't you under house arrest in the inner courtyard? Why did you come out?" Lin Ji looked Ming Feiqing up and down like a prisoner, and issued an order to evict guests in a master's tone, "Your Highness is dealing with state affairs inside, don't disturb him .”

"Let me in!" Ming Feiqing didn't care to deal with him, he pushed Lin Ji away, wanting to rush into the study directly.

Tian Qing also followed to help.

Lin Ji was surprised by his recklessness, and immediately beckoned ten burly servants to stand in front of Ming Feiqing and prevent him from entering the study.

These are the people he took with him, and they are all attendants of the Xiangfu.

Being able to bring his followers into the East Palace, it can be seen that Lin Ji really took charge of the East Palace.

Ming Feiqing had no time to pay attention to the ambiguity, he just wanted to get out of the house to see his mother.

"Lin Ji, what are you, your people are worthy to stop me?!"

Seeing that he was angry, Lin Ji felt relieved, and deliberately teased him: "Your Highness said, I don't want to be disturbed by others. If you want me to let you go, you have to ask His Highness's permission first. This is not far from the study, and His Highness is inside. , What do you have to say, just say it here, and he can hear it."

Ming Feiqing clenched his fists tightly, he was weak in the mansion, and Tian Qing didn't know martial arts but only brute force, if he forced his way in, not only would there be no chance of winning, but it would also waste time.

In desperation, he could only stand outside the courtyard and beg Huaijin.

"Huai Ziyu, my mother is seriously ill, as long as you still have a conscience, let me go home now!"

"Huaijin!!"

He yelled three or two times and hoarse his voice, but there was no movement inside.

Lin Ji said: "It seems that His Highness doesn't want to see you."

Ming Feiqing ignored him, and only shouted in the direction of the study: "You said that my mother is your mother. How much favor did you receive from my mother when you were in Tuzhou!? How dare you forget!!"

"I just want to see her one last time!"

"...When I beg you, Jin."

He begged almost choked up, but Huaijin still didn't answer him.

Lin Ji shook his head, and said with a tusk: "His Royal Highness's mother is the imperial concubine Shu. Your mother is the daughter of a small businessman, and she doesn't even have a royal order. She deserves to be compared with the imperial concubine. I really don't know the heights of heaven and earth."

"Why do you slander Madam!!" Tian Qing couldn't bear it anymore, rushed forward angrily and pushed Lin Ji, and raised his fist to beat him.

Seeing this, the entourage of Xiangfu stepped forward and easily pushed Tianqing to the ground, and kicked her hard a few times.

A group of maids and servants gradually surrounded the small courtyard to watch the excitement.

Ming Feiqing couldn't stop him, so he ordered these people: "What are you doing standing there? Drive all Lin Ji's people out!"

A group of servants: "..." All of them looked at each other carefully, as if they didn't hear the order from the princess.

These people are all stalkers, and they have long believed in their hearts that it is profitable to be on the side of Lin Ji, so they are naturally unwilling to be sent by Ming Feiqing.

The heavy powerlessness hit his heart, Ming Feiqing's hands and feet were cold, he had always been lenient to his servants, but at this juncture, no one was willing to come out to help him.

Tian Qing was beaten out of blood and wailed in pain, but she never bowed her head to beg for mercy, and continued to scold Lin Ji: "You bastard who occupies the magpie's nest, you will get retribution sooner or later!"

Ming Feiqing rushed forward and used his body to protect Tianqing who was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, and then the attendants of the Xiangfu reluctantly stopped, not daring to hurt the Crown Princess.

Lin Ji was so annoyed by being scolded, he said to Ming Feiqing: "Instead of begging His Highness for forgiveness here, why don't you hurry up and see one last time, oh? I forgot, you won't be able to leave the East Palace, I'm afraid you won't even be able to see one last time. "

He specially leaned in front of Ming Feiqing and said: "I heard people say that if a person has unfulfilled wishes before death, he will die with regret."

Ming Feiqing seemed to have seen the scene he was talking about, his whole body was trembling slightly, and his feet were even more vain, but he would not show any embarrassment in front of Lin Ji.

He glanced at the direction of the study for the last time, and the last trace of hope for Huaijin was gone.

When the royal guards at the gate of the East Palace saw the princess turning back, they immediately drew their swords, creating six "knife mountains".

This time, the knife was out of its sheath.

"Today, I must leave the house."

Ming Feiqing took off the fox fur cloak that could keep out the cold but got in the way, leaving only a thin white shirt.

He stood in front of these six "knife mountains", his eyes were frosted, he let the wind and snow blow, he didn't care about his own life and death at all.

"You either kill me here in the East Palace, or let me out."

The guard hadn't reacted yet.

Ming Feiqing grabbed the blade with his bare hands, and blood flowed all over the ground in an instant.

The guard with the knife was startled!

This knife is not accepted, nor is it not accepted.

Not accepting it is for the emperor's order, accepting it is because I am afraid that it will really kill the crown princess.

The knife-wielding man is hesitating, but the man who is risking his life is not afraid at all.

In this way, Ming Feiqing risked his life to break a bloody path from the six "knife mountains".

The guards didn't dare to hurt his vitals, but the sharp blade inevitably drew several bloody gashs on his body.

The snow-white clothes were torn, and the cut was bright red, and a long bloodstain was sprinkled on the entrance of the East Palace.

Ming Feiqing staggered down the last step of the East Palace, blood splashing into the snow.

He raised his hand to wipe the cold blood on his face, and looked in the direction of home.

The guards of the Eastern Palace looked at the bloody blade and were at a loss.

This knife has seen blood a long time ago, even killing people, they have never been soft-hearted or afraid.

Seeing the bloody mouth on Ming Feiqing's body now, they felt remorse for the first time - this man just wanted to see his mother for the last time.

There are many people around, talking and pointing.

Ming Feiqing pushed them aside, and rushed towards the Ming Mansion step by step.

There were six bloody cuts on his body, four on his arms and two on his shoulders. His clothes were also messed up, and lines of blood dripped from his white arms.

On the snow he stepped on, there were bloodstains like red plums.

The cold wind was bitter, the torrential rain poured down, and the rain began to wash away the snow, and the blood flowed into a large area.

Against the wind and rain, Ming Feiqing ran in the direction of the Ming family, his knees began to ooze blood, but he could no longer feel the pain.

He humbly begged God to have mercy on his mother once, and also on him once.

But when he arrived at the Ming Mansion, white silk had already been hung on the door.

Ming Feiqing staggered in the rain, and managed to stand still by supporting the stone lion at the door.

"Eldest son?"

The old housekeeper saw him, and mourned, "Why did you come back? Ma'am... Ma'am has already gone, she has been thinking of you all the time!"

As if being sucked into a vortex, after a burst of tinnitus and blindness, Ming Feiqing was startled back to consciousness by the thunder.

He rushed into the Ming Mansion, ran back to the inner courtyard, his legs suddenly lost their support, and he fell hard into the puddle on the ground, his whole body was splashed with mud.

The passing servants rushed over to help, Ming Feiqing pushed away the other's hand, supported the fence by himself, and climbed up tenaciously.

In this way, he stumbled and returned to the inner courtyard in a state of embarrassment—the inner courtyard covered with white silk.

Auntie Ding, who was well-dressed, walked out of the back room, saw him coming, and said, "Your mother just died, and you came to the funeral? What a dutiful son."

She straightened her hair up in a bun, lamely imitating the manners of a good-looking lady, but she imitated Dongshi, with the dusty air of a gourmet house.

Ming Feiqing walked into the back room, and saw her mother lying on the bed, she was very sick and skinny, her eyes were not closed due to the fire, and she was staring up.

Ming Feiqing walked over, his figure was reflected in Su Qiu's clean eyes, as if she was looking at him tenderly - but he knew that his mother would never look at him like this again.

"Mother..." He began to deceive himself, like when he was a child, stretched out his little finger to hook his mother's index finger, shook it gently, and said with tears in his eyes: "I want to eat sweet cakes, and I want more sugar... Mother Made it with my own hands..."

Ming Feiqing could no longer eat pastries made by her mother.

The only person in this world who truly loved him left.

He didn't even see the last side.