The whole world is waiting for my deposed empress

Huaijin was coaxing the child a moment ago, and looked back at Fei Qing almost telepathically.

The next moment, he threw A Yuan and hugged the fallen Ming Feiqing.

The Xinwu Palace fell into chaos in an instant, the frightened Ah Yuan was crying wildly in the nurse's arms, Tianqing rushed out of the main hall to find the imperial doctor, the maids found out the medicine that the queen often took - they thought it was just a sudden accident acute disease.

Huaijin hugged Ming Feiqing to the bed, pulled the quilt for him, and then went to touch his forehead, but did not feel the scorching hot hands, but all the blood on Ming Feiqing's face had faded, and the heaving of his chest became weaker and weaker. , Huaijin leaned over to listen to his breathing, but it was barely audible.

"Where's the imperial physician? Imperial physician!!" He shouted outside the hall.

Qin Ran rushed to the side of the bed with the medicine box in his hands. He took Ming Feiqing's right hand, opened his sleeve, and was about to cut his pulse when he suddenly found a strange black line crawling out of his wrist. The black thread is entwined around the blood vessels like a ghost.

At first he thought it was poisoning, he calmed down and checked his pulse carefully, but he couldn't diagnose anything, it wasn't a sudden illness or poisoning, but Ming Feiqing was indeed dying!

"Your Majesty, forgive me, this seems... like being possessed by an evil spirit!" Qin Ran knelt down and said in a trembling voice.

"Bewitched?!" Huaijin subconsciously felt that this was nonsense.

How could a person with Ming Feiqing's destiny be bewitched by evil spirits? !

Who would dare to use curse magic on him! ?

Now there is no time to delve into the cause and effect of this, Huai Ziyu hurriedly summoned the national teacher.

In this short period of time, Ming Feiqing's breathing became a little weaker, the black line on his wrist had already climbed to his arm, and it was especially creepy and frightening on his fair skin.

Huai Jin held his hand tightly, he was really afraid that Fei Qing would not be able to wait for the national teacher to come.

Just when his eyes were red with anxiety, Zhang Qi rushed in, followed by the panting Xichun.

"Slave servant... Slave servant was afraid that the queen would be bad, so she went to Tianji Pavilion to invite the national teacher without authorization!"

Huai Ziyu glanced at this servant girl gratefully, and regretted it at once. If he had been able to match Ming Feiqing with a clever confidant in the previous life, Feiqing would have suffered a lot less, and perhaps the relationship between them would not have been so hopeless. situation.

It was impossible for him to think of this at that time. Huai Ziyu in his previous life was full of imperial power and wealth, and Ming Feiqing was the person on his heart, but he only occupied a very small position.

Zhang Qi came in time, he could tell at a glance that someone had cast a curse on Ming Feiqing, but when he saw the black line, his pupils still shrank violently.

"Very poisonous witchcraft, this is aimed at the Queen's life!"

Huaijin's heart raised his throat: "What witchcraft? Can it be resolved?!"

Zhang Qi subconsciously looked around the entire inner hall of Xinwu Palace, and finally looked at Xichun and Tianqing: "In the past two days, did any suspicious people enter the palace, or did something strange appear?"

The two of them recalled carefully that the people in Xinwu Palace were all selected by Xichun, all of them were clean, mature, and would not be easily instigated by outsiders, and most of the things that entered the palace were precious treasures or medicinal materials. Azure has checked them one by one, and the source is also registered in the register, so there will be no mistakes.

Xichun replied affirmatively: "No! We have been instructed by His Majesty to be careful in everything!"

Zhang Qi lowered his head and pondered: "I'm afraid it's outside the palace."

Huaijin was burning with anxiety: "What's going on?!"

Zhang Qi: "Someone used witchcraft to chase the queen's soul and kill her. The queen's fate is special, and ordinary magic can't hurt him at all. Now, someone is using their life as a curse, and they want to kill each other! If I'm not mistaken, the caster of the curse died suddenly when the curse took shape, and the queen... within two hours, if she can't find the evil talisman for casting the curse and burns it, it may be a disaster. "

For two hours, without any clues, it is impossible to find out the caster!

Huaijin looked at Fei Qing whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, and wished she could replace him.

"I risked everything to start over with him. You let me watch his life hang by a thread. I can't do it! Ming Feiqing can't make a mistake, you must have another way!"

Zhang Qi hesitated to speak: "...Your Majesty really overestimated this humble minister."

"National teacher, I did not overestimate you." Huaijin said firmly, "You can even interfere with reincarnation, and you must have a way with mere sorcery."

Zhang Qi: "..." His behavior seemed to be seen through by the monarch in front of him.

"Say it quickly!" Huaijin's patience ran out, "Otherwise, I will punish your nine clans."

Zhang Qi had no choice but to cup his hands and said, "There is indeed a method that can make the queen escape immediately. This method requires a determined person willing to exchange blood with the cursed person, transfer the curse to this person, and the queen will be safe immediately .”

Huai Ziyu didn't even think about it: "I'll trade it with him!"

Zhang Qi tried his best to persuade: "Although this method can delay the time limit of three days, if the spell cannot be broken for a long time, ten years of life will be lost if it is delayed for one day! Your Majesty is the monarch of Xiqin, you must put the country first. One careless move will shorten ten years of life, Your Majesty must think twice!"

"What's ten years?" Huaijin looked at Ming Feiqing who was also suffering from pain in a coma, "I gave him half my life long ago."

No one can beat the powerful emperor.

Zhang Qi had no choice but to screen out the idlers, leaving only Tianqing Tianbai guarding outside the hall, and Xichun waiting for orders in the inner hall.

Zhang Qi took out a jade ruyi, put Ming Feiqing's right hand on the jade ruyi, and then pulled out a slender red thread.

Huai Jin took off her hair crown and scattered her black hair. Zhang Qi took a handful of it and tied it with Ming Feiqing's black hair, and tied it with a red thread to form a knot.

Those who can make a successful marriage are either in love with each other, or one of them loves the other deeply to the point of transcending life and death.

Huaijin was really afraid that the red thread would break halfway.

He knew that Fei Qing didn't love him anymore.

This life will be replaced by him.

When Zhang Qi let go, the red thread tied their hair firmly without unraveling.

He glanced at Huai Jin, shook his head, and let out a long sigh.

Huai Jin cut the palm of his hand, while Zhang Qi cut the black line on Ming Feiqing's wrist.

The moment the blood overflowed, Huai Jin put her palm on Fei Qing's wrist.

Exchange hair for heart, exchange life with blood.

The curse moves with it.

Huaijin kissed Ming Feiqing's forehead - she never dared to get close to him when he was asleep, and when she was awake, she would definitely be kicked ten meters away.

Xichun witnessed this royal secret technique with her own eyes, she covered her mouth, tears welling in her eyes.

As Zhang Qi muttered, Ming Feiqing's breathing gradually became clear, gentle and rhythmic, his chest, which was originally as silent as stagnant water, rose and fell powerfully, blood rushed to his cheeks, his pale lips became rosy again, and his whole body are recovering.

The black line on the wrist disappeared with the overflow of blood.

They were like vines, wrapping around Huai Ziyu's hand.

"His Majesty!"

Seeing that the queen was out of danger, Zhang Qi immediately pulled Huai Jin away, tearing the red thread in their hair.

Huaijin was in a daze, delusional that his soul hadn't kept up with his body, he took a dull look at Ming Feiqing who was sleeping peacefully, knowing that he would wake up soon and he would be safe and sound.

His wrist hurt a little, he looked down, and the dense black thread almost wrapped his entire arm.

He looked at Xichun, wanted to say something, opened his mouth, and vomited black blood all over the floor.

"Your Majesty!!" Xichun cried out, rushing up to support him.

Huai Ziyu said in his heart: This spell is really poisonous.

He glanced at Feiqing who was already healthy, grabbed Xichun's arm, and before the pain caused him to lose all reason, he issued an oracle: "...don't let him know..."

Like a thousand swords piercing through his heart, he couldn't say a word.