The whole world is waiting for my deposed empress

Outside the Prince's Mansion, the butler saw the carriage approaching and rushed to meet him.

The carriage stopped beside the dismounting stone, and Huai Jin got down first, with a gloomy face, those who didn't know thought he was reprimanded by the emperor in the palace.

Ming Feiqing lifted the curtain, glanced at the dismounting stone, and slightly pursed his lips.

There is still a distance of 10 centimeters from the carriage to the dismounting stone. Ordinary people don’t feel much when stepping down, but his knee has an old injury. Stepping down from a high place, the pain caused by this shock is no less than kneeling on the teaching stone.

When he came back from the southern country, he suffered from an old illness, and everyone in the mansion knew about it.

"Young master, hold my arm."

Tian Qing ran to the dismounting stone, bent her arms to make a temporary "handrail", and the butler also came over to make a gesture to help.

A hand with distinct bones was directly stretched out in front of Ming Feiqing's eyes. He looked up, and saw Huaijin standing sideways, looking forward, without looking at him at all, but actually stretched out his hand.

Huaijin's bottom line is his late concubine mother. If someone else dared to say "it's your concubine mother who died and not mine" in front of him, he would be decapitated by now.

But when Ming Feiqing said such words, Huaijin actually took the initiative to pass the "steps" over.

If it was Ming Feiqing in his previous life, he would probably think that this was an expression of His Highness's love for him, but now he has no disturbance in his heart, knowing that this is just a concession made by Huaijin after weighing the pros and cons, and has nothing to do with love.

Ming Feiqing ignored this beautiful hand, and instead supported Tian Qing's arm, the housekeeper also helped him, and he got off the carriage smoothly.

Huaijin reached out to catch some air, was stunned for a moment, then withdrew her hand in embarrassment, without even looking at Ming Feiqing, turned around and returned to the mansion, her figure somewhat lonely.

Ming Feiqing didn't bother to pay attention.

In the evening, news came from the palace that Prime Minister Lin had personally gone to Shoukang Palace to intercede with the Queen Mother, and then he took Lin Ji back to the mansion after he knelt down and had a heart attack.

While listening to Xichun, Ming Feiqing counted the presents she would bring to her mother when she returned home tomorrow.

Xichun was arranging the brocade cloth in his hands, and said: "This matter has alarmed the Holy Majesty, but after all, the Queen Mother punished the person, and the Holy Majesty didn't ask anything. Prime Minister Lin's face is still there, and the palace sent several The imperial doctor went to the prime minister's mansion for treatment."

Ming Feiqing is reviewing the list of servants who will bring home tomorrow, and raised his eyes after hearing this, and said: "It seems that this time it is a real illness, and the congenital heart disease has relapsed, how can it be cured in one night, since he likes it so much If you pretend to be sick, I'll just let him be really sick, lest your highness be fooled around."

Xichun couldn't help laughing and said: "Shaojun's words are funny, Your Highness is your husband, if you want to say it should be 'My Highness'."

Ming Feiqing: "Don't, bad luck."

Xichun: "..."

When it was night and went to bed, Huai Jin didn't see anyone. He heard from the housekeeper that he went out again after coming back for dinner. He didn't know whether he was going to the palace or to see Lin Ji in the prime minister's mansion.

After all, the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Imperial Palace are in the same direction.

Ming Feiqing didn't bother to pursue it: "As long as he doesn't come in front of my eyes, he can go wherever he likes."

housekeeper:"......"

Ming Feiqing didn't sleep well that night, not because of Huaijin, but because he could go home to see his mother tomorrow.

In his last life, he was put under house arrest by Huai Jin, and he didn't even see his mother for the last time. This was his lifelong hatred.

If you live again, although you can't get rid of Huaijin, you can try your best to make up for the regrets of the previous life.

He was too happy to sleep because of the water cover, and the next morning, the bruises under his eyes became more and more obvious, to the extent that Xichun wanted to use powder to cover it up.

For Lin Ji's overreach, the Empress Dowager authorized Ming Feiqing to return home in a six-carriage canopy carriage, and sent 12 palace guards to escort him back and forth. The battle was far higher than Lin Ji's yesterday. It is justifiable to enjoy this honor, but Lin Ji is a dove occupying the magpie's nest.

The common people on the street saw it, and cast envious eyes one after another: So this is the style of the main wife of the Eastern Palace!

Such a magnificent battle, but not accompanied by the prince.

Returning home also pays attention to the auspicious time, and the auspicious time has arrived, but the prince still hasn't seen him.

He left the mansion last night and didn't come back all night.

Ming Feiqing didn't have any expectations, and didn't want to wait any longer, so he got on the carriage and said, "Let's go."

The coachman was very embarrassed: "But His Highness hasn't come yet."

How can there be any reason for this newlywed to go back alone?

"Your Highness didn't even come to the bridal chamber, and you still expect him to accompany me back?"

"..."

"Go, don't wait for him." Ming Feiqing put down the curtain, and sat in the carriage safely.

The carriage moved forward steadily, and within two steps, the sound of horseshoes stamping on the ground suddenly came from the street.

The royal horseshoes are made of high-grade black iron, and the sound is crisper and louder than that of ordinary horses. Anyone who understands the sound will know that the person on the horse is a good person.

Ming Feiqing naturally heard it too. He opened the curtain, looked back, and saw Huaijin was wearing a black gold python robe, with broken hair fluttering in the wind on his forehead, and his handsome facial features were eye-catching in the sunlight but not scorching. The snow-white BMW caught up with the carriage in twos and twos. When passing by the window, he raised his hand and touched Ming Feiqing's chin with a whip.

Ming Feiqing: "..."

The carriage was stopped by the prince in the street.

Ming Feiqing heard the voice of a woman who was crazy about Huaijin. Not long after, the prince who had made countless women in the imperial city obsessed opened the curtain and broke into Ming Feiqing's field of vision.

He walked into the carriage and naturally sat opposite Ming Feiqing.

The two looked at each other in silence until the guard took away the BMW, and the carriage continued to drive towards the Ming Mansion.

Perhaps the horse was frightened, and the carriage jolted violently when it started. Ming Feiqing was caught off guard for a moment, and was brought forward by the inertia, and it was a coincidence that he fell into Huaijin's arms.

"..."

Ming Feiqing wanted to get up, Huaijin lifted his collar by the nape of his neck, not too hard, just enough to lift Ming Feiqing's upper body in front of him: "Don't you ask me where I went last night?"

Ming Feiqing is like a cat strangled by the back of the neck, no matter how he thrashes and struggles, he can't help Huaijin, he is very annoyed:

"Even if Your Highness goes to Goulan Washe to meet the top card, I won't ask a question!"

Huaijin laughed back angrily: "You are quite open-minded. If you go home alone today, you will become the laughing stock of the entire imperial city tomorrow. Now you don't care about your reputation at all?"

Ming Feiqing asked back: "What reputation do I have in this imperial city?"

Huaijin recalled the past, knew that she was wrong, and was about to let go, when she suddenly noticed the blackness in Ming Feiqing's eyes, raised her hand and clasped his chin, and took a closer look: "Those who don't know think that my East Palace married a panda to be the prince. Concubine, you won't even sleep until I come back, how dare you say you don't care?"

Ming Feiqing sneered: "Your Highness will really put gold on his face, his thick skin is rare in his life."

Huaijin believed that Ming Feiqing was stubborn and could bear being scolded.

There is limited space in the carriage, and no one can see it.

Before Huaijin let go, she kissed Ming Feiqing on the forehead.

Ming Feiqing: "?!!"

He slapped the prince's face open.

Although the strength was not heavy, Huaijin was struck by lightning: "You have to limit your nonsense!"

"Huh~"

Facing the prince's angry eyes, Ming Feiqing reached out and grabbed his sleeve, and wiped his forehead vigorously, as if being licked by a dog to wipe it clean.

Huaijin: "..." I have never been humiliated like this in my life! !

The two men were on the verge of a fight, and the sound of festive firecrackers was heard not far away. The carriage stopped slowly, and the driver lifted the curtain and said respectfully: "Your Highness, Young Master, the Ming Palace has arrived."

After he finished speaking, he realized that the atmosphere was not right, afraid of being accidentally hurt, he hurriedly lowered the curtain.

After Ming Feiqing wiped his forehead, he dropped Huaijin's sleeves and lifted the curtain by himself.

The entrance of the Ming Mansion was full of joy, firecrackers exploded one after another, surrounded by people who came to witness the scenery of the East Palace.

Ming Feiqing raised his eyes and looked towards the door. Just like in the previous life, his father was accompanied by his aunt surnamed Ding, and Ming Yang and Ming Rui standing behind him were all born by Aunt Ding. They were a harmonious and happy family of four. No one reminded, who would remember that Mingzhifu still has a bad wife?

His gaze fell on Aunt Ding, who was stared at by Aunt Ding, who made her whole body feel uncomfortable, she forced a smile and stepped forward to greet her: "Brother Qing is back, your father and I have been waiting for a long time."

Before she finished talking about the scene, Ming Feiqing had already turned her attention to Ming Weren: "Father, where is my mother?"

Ming Weiren looked around at the envious neighbors who came to watch the blind date, and said in a low voice: "Today is a beautiful day, how can your mother come out to meet people with her appearance?"

"It's inconvenient for a lady to meet people, but Aunt Ding is qualified to come out to meet me as a concubine. Did Dad forget the difference between superiority and inferiority?"

Ming Feiqing was not an aggressive person at first, he just died once and saw through the evil spirits under some people's skin, now he doesn't even bother to say good things on the scene.

Aunt Ding was stabbed by these words until her smile froze. She was surrounded by people, how could she bear such a humiliation.

She deliberately glanced at the three carriages that followed Ming Feiqing back to the door, and exclaimed: "After all, you are a nobleman who climbed up to the East Palace. There is such a big battle when you come back, but why didn't the prince come back with you?" ?”

She heard this morning that Ming Feiqing came out of the prince's mansion alone, so she expected the prince to neglect Ming Feiqing and not even accompany him when he returned home.

She smiled and said, "Did your Highness despise Brother Qing? After all, he has been in a foreign country for three years..."

"Auntie's mouth is broken like this, if it follows the palace rules, she will have her tongue pulled out and her eyes gouged out."

A majestic voice came from the carriage, directly interrupting Aunt Ding's sarcastic remarks.

The faces of the members of the Ming family changed, and Aunt Ding was even more stunned.

Huai Jin lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage unhurriedly. As soon as he appeared, a group of people knelt down around him and shouted in unison: "See Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

What a majestic prince, Ming Feiqing thought, if the slap print on his left cheek could be a little lighter, it would be even more majestic.