The whole world is waiting for my deposed empress

This "imperial decree" ruthlessly deprived Lin Ji of his fame and official position, and blatantly charged him with fraud.

Lin Ji knew that there was deceit in it, but he couldn't disobey this will, which was both true and false.

The eunuch who announced the decree reminded him to accept the decree, and Lin Ji stretched out his hand, confessing these crimes in humiliation.

When Prime Minister Lin learned that something had happened at home, he rushed back to the Prime Minister's mansion in a hurry.

Enduring the pain in his heart, Lin Ji spread out the imperial edict to his father: "This imperial edict was written by Ming Feiqing! How dare he pass on the imperial edict falsely! Father, something must have happened to His Majesty to be manipulated by Ming Feiqing like this! "

Prime Minister Lin said anxiously: "Your Majesty has not gone to court for three days. Although the memorial is approved every day, it is not impossible for Ming Feiqing to approve it on his behalf."

Lin Ji threw away the imperial decree: "Okay, there are actually two emperors in our Qin Palace! I will enter the palace to see His Majesty right now! Writing imperial decrees indiscriminately is a serious crime of deceiving the emperor! I don't believe His Majesty can tolerate him! "

But Prime Minister Lin stopped him: "No, the envoys from the Southern Kingdom have not left yet, even if something happens in the palace, they must be kept from the foreign ministers, you are not allowed to act recklessly."

Lin Ji was so angry that his heart ached and he managed to stand still while holding on to the table.Lin Xiang hurriedly took out the medicine for heart disease, fed him one, and advised him to endure it for a few more days. When the Nanguo group left Xiqin, it would be a good time for them to seek justice.

Lin Ji agreed on the surface, but he couldn't swallow it in his heart.

He is proud and arrogant, and the person he hates the most in his life is Ming Feiqing.

He also hated the monarch of the Southern Kingdom, but it was not because of any national hatred and family hatred, but since he had already captured Ming Feiqing, why didn't he torture him to death in those three years, and he was able to release him back alive!

If Ming Feiqing doesn't come back...

Lin Ji thought painfully, maybe he still has some value to Huai Jin.

It will not be humiliated in public by a false decree like now!

At noon that day, the ballad of "Two Emperors" suddenly spread on the street, mocking the fact that the male empress emptied the emperor, stepped in and intervened in politics, and became the second emperor of Xiqin. He was very afraid of the fate of Emperor Xing, and the sudden death of the first emperor was also suppressed to death by Emperor Xing.

These half-truths and half-false rumors spread very quickly, and Lin Ji wished to buy a troupe to sing this play, forgetting that the envoys of the Southern Kingdom would also hear the consequences of these remarks.

Huaijin's confidantes had no time to take care of this matter, they tried their best to find out the source of the curse.

Two days ago, they determined that this matter had something to do with Yelu Nanzhi. This kind of lethal witchcraft was beyond the reach of ordinary people and officials. Except for the southern royal family, there was no other possibility.

One day ago, the imperial guards discovered the unrecognizable corpse of the wizard in the wilderness, followed the clues, and Zhang Qi finally confirmed that the source of the curse was a spell that attracted evil.

If the carrier of this spell is not in the Xinwu Palace, it can only be placed in the Ming Palace.

By the time the Ming family was checked up and down, the sky was already getting dark and the sun had already set.

Zhang Qi's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. If after tonight, the talisman could not be found and burned, Your Majesty would die of the curse.

Although Mingrui didn't know exactly what happened, she could judge the seriousness of the matter from the anxious face of the national teacher.

She suddenly remembered something, opened the closet, and found the winter clothes and cloak that Mrs. Ding had given her before.

She took a pair of scissors and tore through the winter clothes: "A few days ago, these clothes were put into the mansion. If there are really unclean things, I'm afraid they are hidden here."

She cut off a winter coat, and the cotton inside was exposed and fell all over the floor.

Seeing that she was so straightforward, the guard immediately stepped forward and cut off her winter clothes.

These clothes are the only present Mingrui has given her since she grew up.

Seeing the messy cut of these clothes, she felt very sad, her eyes were slightly red, but she didn't cry.

If there was really something harmful hidden in it, she wouldn't feel bad even if it was set on fire.

But how much she wished that what her mother gave her was just a simple gift.

"Found it!" A guard found a spell with red letters on a black background from the torn cloak.

The talisman still had a disgusting smell of blood, and Ming Feiqing's birth date was written on it in blood.

Zhang Qi breathed a sigh of relief, immediately lit a fire, and burned all the charms under the setting sun!

The black dagger that was faintly stuck in Huaijin's heart immediately disappeared.

Knowing that the curse was broken, Zhang Qi wiped the cold sweat off his face vigorously.

At this moment Mingrui came over with tears in her eyes.

Zhang Qi thought she was going to intercede for Ding Shi-to be an accomplice in cursing the queen, which is a capital crime among capital crimes.

But Mingrui burned the pile of winter clothes with a candle, crying in a voice full of despair and chilling: "Brother was merciful to her because he was afraid that I would lose my mother. Now, there is no need to be merciful."

She told the current hiding place of Ding: "It's okay to kill her, just don't let her die in front of my house. I, Mingrui, don't need this kind of person as a mother!"

When the moon hangs high.

Huai Ziyu opened his eyes.

The sword that pierced the body seemed to be pulled out in an instant, and the withered grass was watered by sweet rain when it was dying.

He could really feel himself coming alive.

Many people stood by his side, but the person he most wanted to see for the rest of his life was not there.

"Your Majesty, how do you feel?" It was Zhang Qi who asked the question, and he had been so anxious for the past three days.

Huai Jin wanted to get up, but the people around him immediately went to help, Huai Jin stretched out his hand, signaling them not to move.

He sat up neatly from the bed, his eyes were bright, his lips were rosy, and his cheeks were no longer haggard and dilapidated.

A curse can instantly destroy a person, but the moment the curse is broken, the person will immediately return to normal.

There should have been no side effects.

But Zhang Qi still saw a few silver strands under Huaijin's black hair.

Those few white hairs were not obvious, Huai Ziyu had to search carefully to find one.

He smiled and didn't care much.

30 years of life, in exchange for Ming Feiqing to spend this life safe and sound.

It's worth it to him.

The ins and outs of the curse were told by Zhang Qi in detail.

"This kind of witchcraft is one of the trump cards that the southern royal family has never shown."

Huaijin closed her eyes and nodded.

As soon as Yelu Nanzhi arrived in Xiqin, Ming Feiqing fell under the curse, and he saw the connection early in the morning.

But what if there is evidence?

It is not difficult to besiege and kill Yelu Nanzhi in the imperial city, but what is difficult is that the monarch of the southern kingdom dies in the imperial city of Xiqin, which will definitely lead to the worst counterattack in the southern kingdom.

The so-called mourning soldiers must win, not to mention that Xiqin is already in a weak position.

Even if the two countries could not escape a war, Huaijin did not dare to make such a fierce move - he could not ignore the hundreds of thousands of people on the southern border.

So even if he was deeply hurt by it, he had to swallow the bad breath temporarily.

He knew from Song Bai's mouth that Ming Feiqing made that decree, and he also heard the rumors in the imperial city today.

Words like "two emperors" are a taboo for emperors. If one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, how can one country tolerate two masters?

The person who made this rumor thought that he had pinpointed the emperor's heart, and he would definitely be able to drive a wedge between the emperor and the empress.

Huaijin didn't have much reaction, and didn't intend to dismiss the "false imperial decree". He just said: "In the past three days, all the instructions made by the queen are effective. I think he has done a good job."

The officials below said no more.

Huaijin took a shower and changed clothes on purpose, and after tidying up her spirits, she went to Xinwu Palace under the gentle moonlight.

Seeing him coming, the little maid of Xinwu Palace hurriedly saluted and said happily, "See Your Majesty!"

Most of the people in the palace only thought that the emperor had really contracted the cold for three days, and now that he was in good spirits, he knew that he was in good health, and the little maid was really happy.

Huai Jin glanced at the light in the hall and asked, "Is he asleep?"

The little maid replied respectfully: "Your Majesty is still reading the papers. Usually, at this hour, he has already fallen asleep. These days, the papers can only be finished by burning candles every night until late at night."

Huaijin walked to the door, pushed the door lightly and walked in. The room was full of light, and there were piles of memorials on the desk.

He subconsciously stroked his hair and hid those white hairs before walking over.

But I saw Ming Feiqing holding on to the pen, lying on the pile of memorials and falling asleep.

His hair was scattered on his forehead, his long eyelashes cast a thick shadow under the light, his breathing was even and steady, and the corners of his mouth curled into a small arc.

It's like having a good dream.

Huaijin couldn't bear to interrupt his dream, stepped forward and gently pulled out the pen in Feiqing's hand, then carefully picked him up horizontally, put him on the bed, loosened his hair crown, and pulled the quilt up.

He lowered his head and kissed Ming Feiqing's right hand.

It was this hand that stabilized Xi Qin's country for him during these three days.

Huaijin turned back, picked up a pen and began to review the rest of the memorial.

Ming Feiqing approved half of the book that was being spread out on the table.

Huaijin went on to write the other half.

Except for Lin Ji's memorial that he didn't know what to do, Ming Feiqing's approval of other notebooks was reasonable and lawful, even more meticulous and thoughtful than Huai Jin.

There are several memorials submitted by veteran officials here. Their daily routine is to beat Huaijin in the memorials to remember the last emperor's will and not to trust Empress Ming too much. Although they did not dare to force Huaijin to kill his wife, they did not Say something nice.

If they knew that Ming Feiqing had personally seen these memorials in the past three days, they would have been terrified for several years.

Ming Feiqing never scolded this group of speakers, but instead asked them to take care of their voices, so that they could annoy Huaijin in the court.

Huai Ziyu couldn't laugh or cry when she saw these contents.

Early the next morning, when Ming Feiqing woke up, he found himself lying on the bed.

He secretly thought something bad, last night he just wanted to take a nap before continuing to revise, but he didn't expect to sleep until dawn!

He didn't even have time to put on his shoes, and hurried to the desk, only to find that all the memorials on it had been reviewed.

Looking at the handwriting, one can tell that it was written by Huai Jin himself.

Ming Feiqing: "..."

He was here last night?

It seems that he woke up after being scolded by himself yesterday, and finally stopped pretending to be sick.

Ming Feiqing threw the notebook back on the table and asked Tian Qing to come in and send the memorial to Huiyang Palace.

When Tian Qing came in, he said by the way: "Your Majesty would like to invite you to watch the fireworks on the observatory tonight."

Ming Feiqing: "?"

Huai Ziyu is really interested.

The matter of peace talks has not been settled, and the envoys from the southern kingdom are about to leave Xiqin, and this fireworks can be regarded as a farewell ceremony.

As the queen, he had to dress up to attend.

The observatory has a high position, which is a good place to watch the stars and also a good place to watch fireworks.

Ming Feiqing looked at the splendid fireworks over the imperial city, and knew that the harmonious coexistence of Xiqin and Nanguo was just like this fireworks, fleeting, and when the fireworks dissipated, the sky was dark again, and the only way to decide who was in the war Come to be the sun of tomorrow.

Yelu Nanzhi didn't attend, and Huaijin didn't care.

This fireworks was not really prepared for the group of people in the southern country.

As the National Teacher observed, the sky began to explode with thunder, and there should be rain in the early morning.

Ming Feiqing finally became interested in watching the wonderful scene of fireworks and thunder resonating in the sky.

Huaijin asked him, "Do you like it?"

Ming Feiqing said in a cold voice, "It's a waste of money for the people."

"Fei Qing, believe it or not, I was really sick two days ago." Huaijin coughed twice, hoping that Ming Feiqing would believe him once.

Ming Feiqing saw that he had indeed lost a little weight.

Maybe he wasn't lying this time.

But it's not a lie, Ming Feiqing doesn't care too much.

Another firework exploded.

Ming Feiqing's voice was faint: "You should tell Lin Ji about such things."

"Lin Ji and I are not what you think." Huai Jin said with a headache, "It's not what Zhang Qi said!"

"Oh." Ming Feiqing was very perfunctory as if it had nothing to do with him.

"If I hadn't used the Lin family back then, I wouldn't have been able to obtain military power in such a short period of time. Without military power, I couldn't have saved you. I..."

"Your Majesty." Ming Feiqing interrupted him, "The fireworks are pretty good tonight, don't you want to spoil the scenery?"

"..." Huaijin smashed a stone and swallowed it, only wishing to blow up the national teacher into tonight's fireworks!

Ming Feiqing didn't want to hear it, so he didn't dare to say any more.

"I will never let anyone who hurt you go away." Huaijin could only promise like this.

A thunderclap passed by, covering his voice.

Ming Feiqing actually heard it, but he didn't take it seriously, Huai Ziyu's promise was really too cheap, as long as he didn't believe it, he wouldn't be hurt, so now he just took it as a joke and just listened to it.

There are many fireworks ignition points in the imperial city, one of which is beside a dilapidated alley.

The dark guard added a long piece of iron wire to the fireworks by order of the emperor.

There will be thunder and lightning tonight, and when the fireworks go up to the sky, this wire will lead to several thunderstorms.

One of them will strike the damned person.

On the dark and wet street, Ming Yang, who was shackled, saw Ding's figure in the corner.

As soon as Ding saw her son, she immediately ran over.

At this moment, a loud noise exploded above Ming Yang's head, he shook all over, and saw with his own eyes a thunderbolt hit Ding's Tianling Gai.

Ding's eyes were shattered, and he fell to the ground stiffly, his whole body began to smoke.

The dark guard saw that he had succeeded in attracting the thunder, and was about to withdraw, when suddenly there was another thunder in the sky!

In the absence of fireworks to trigger thunder, several thunderbolts hit Ding's body by coincidence, completely killing her with her last breath.

The dark guard felt cold all over.

His Majesty only asked them to fake the false appearance of thunder punishment, but looking at the scene in front of them, they all looked at the vast sky in unison.

It's as if... old man got angry naively.

In the morning of the second day, a crazy man appeared on the street. He wore shackles on his feet. He said to everyone, "Don't do bad things... you will be punished by God! Mother, mother! My mother!" Mother was struck to death by lightning!"

In the dark, someone was pushing the flames again, so rumors spread throughout the imperial city: the concubine of Ming Mansion used the horoscope of birth date to assassinate Ming Jun, and was finally condemned by heaven and died under lightning.

When Lin Ji heard this rumor at the gate of Xiangfu, he didn't believe that there was any kind of retribution caused by lightning strikes. Even if there was, Ming Feiqing was worthy of God's protection?

That lunatic rushed to the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, grabbed Lin Ji's leg, and kept repeating: "Whoever hurt him...whoever hurt him will be struck to death by lightning, save me, save me!"

Lin Ji's hands and feet felt cold, and his heart suddenly felt a sharp cramping pain. Under his fear, he had a heart attack.

The rumor of "two emperors" is self-defeating.

Everyone is afraid that the thunder will hit their heads, no one dares to arrange Ming Feiqing's past, and no one has the courage to poke Ming Feiqing's back.