The whole world is waiting for my deposed empress

Taking the prime minister as an example, no one in the court dared to bring up the matter of letting the third prince return to Beijing.

After coming down to court, Ming Feiqing returned to Xinwu Palace, and took this will to look at it again and again.

"What else did he say?"

He asked Zhang Qi.

Since the will was delivered, there must be so-called last words.

He would like to hear it.

Zhang Qi said: "Your Majesty asked my minister to give this to you."

He took out a seal carved with a dragon and carved with gold, which is a national seal that can convince the whole of Xiqin.

The seal in Ming Feiqing's hand can only dispatch three provinces and six ministries. Although he has real power, if Xi Qin really wants to respect him, he must have the jade seal in his hand.

He thought that Huai Ziyu would take Yuxi with him.

Ming Feiqing's brows twitched slightly: "Is he... really going to hand over the country?"

Zhang Qi held the jade seal with both hands until Ming Feiqing took it, and then he said: "Your Majesty is the only one who can trust you."

"From the moment he decided to go on a personal conquest, His Majesty has been prepared to go and never return."

"..."

The words "There will be no return" hit Ming Feiqing's ears so badly.

"Zhang Qi, have you ever counted Huaijin's fortunes and misfortunes?" Ming Feiqing's eyes were full of incomprehensible emotions, "Can he come back?"

"The humble minister can't figure it out." Zhang Qi said pessimistically, "Three arrows in the body, falling off the cliff, life and death, the Queen knows clearly."

"...What do you do as a national teacher?" Ming Feiqing suddenly became angry, "You swore that you would have a [-]% chance of winning this battle as long as you prayed for blessings, but now this is the situation?!"

He has always been tolerant to others and rarely loses his temper. Zhang Qi was taken aback by this, and hurriedly explained: "But when you prayed for blessings that day, the queen never mentioned your majesty! You protected everyone, but you missed He, you forgot, he is the emperor and the backbone of Xi Qin, if he is not good, how can the overall situation be good?"

Ming Feiqing: "..."

He was a little annoyed, if his words were really so effective in the critical moment of life and death, then would Huaijin end up like this because he said the phrase "There will never be a return"?

This sentence was mixed with his hatred for Huai Ziyu, and he was able to say it that day to vent his hatred.

How did he know that his words would become a prophecy, so that Huaijin would never return? !

Ming Feiqing rubbed the center of his brows vigorously: "Then what should I... how to remedy?"

Zhang Qi sighed: "If His Majesty is still alive, it is enough for the Queen to wish him well. If His Majesty is already... then nothing will help."

Ming Feiqing understands the unfinished meaning in the words.

After Zhang Qi left, Ming Feiqing pushed back Tianqing and the others, and locked himself in the inner hall.

He tried to let go of all the grievances in his previous life and recall Huai Ziyu's goodness, but found that the time when the two of them knew and loved each other was all in Tuzhou. After the destruction of Tuzhou, the relationship between him and Huaijin gradually changed, until finally Centrifugal and moral, never die.

Ming Feiqing tried to convince himself that the overall situation was the most important thing, even if it was for Xiqin's country, Huai Ziyu couldn't just die like this.

However, he couldn't remember anything about Huaijin.

The time in Tuzhou is so far away, as if it has been a lifetime—it is indeed a lifetime.

His hatred and disgust for Huai Ziyu extinguished the love and joy that had flourished during the long years of the two lives.

Even looking forward to Huaijin's safety and wishing him well, Ming Feiqing couldn't do it sincerely.

He was a little afraid of himself like this, as if he had lost his heart.

He once hated Huai Ziyu's fickleness and lack of kindness, but now he has become like him.

The natural Ziwei fate gave him the ability to sympathize with everyone, except Huai Ziyu.

Ming Feiqing looked at the will, every word on it was Huaijin's paving the way for his stability in this life.

He clearly knew that this was just compensation from Huaijin, to compensate for all the mistakes and debts in his previous life.

But he had to rely on this will to arouse a little love and think of Huai Ziyu's goodness.

After thinking about it, Ming Feiqing started to feel sleepy, and fell asleep on the will.

He woke up in a commotion, and what he saw when he opened his eyes was still Xinwu Palace.

It is the Xinwu Palace covered with white silk.

There was a faint cry, and the palace people passing by him were all dressed in plain clothes.

Kneeling a familiar figure outside the palace gate, Ming Feiqing recognized it as Tianqing at a glance.

He walked over and saw that Tianqing was also dressed in white, with a white cloth wrapped around his forehead, and his eyes were red and swollen from crying.

"Tianqing, who are you crying for?" He asked with concern.

Tianqing didn't respond, just kept shaking her shoulders and crying, her voice was not loud, it could be heard that she was hoarse from crying.

Sensing something, Ming Feiqing stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, but Tian Qing didn't respond at all, as if he couldn't see at all.

Not only Tianqing, but everyone regarded Ming Feiqing as nothing.

Ming Feiqing realized something was wrong.

If the entire imperial palace is wearing mourning, it must be the death of a person of high status.

He subconsciously thought it was Huai Ziyu—this posture really seemed to be enough for the death of the emperor, and the whole Xiqin mourned for it.

"Get out! Get out if you can't save the queen!!"

A hoarse crashing sound came from the hall, Ming Feiqing was startled, and only then remembered to enter the inner hall.

The inner hall of Xinwu Palace is exquisitely furnished, except that it lacks vitality.

Ming Feiqing walked around the familiar landscape screen, and saw Huai Ziyu with long messy hair lying on the bedside, holding a box of milky white ointment in his hand, he kneaded the ointment with the temperature of his fingertips, and carefully He took that plain white hand, and applied the ointment to the frostbite on the hand.

Huai Ziyu held that hand, pressed it against her warm face, and murmured, "It won't hurt after applying the medicine...it won't hurt anymore..."

Ming Feiqing's eyes moved upwards, and his heart trembled immediately!

The person Huai Ziyu clings to is himself!

To be precise, it was Ming Feiqing who died in the previous life!

He fell into the snow that day, and his death was not ugly. Now his body is clean, without a trace of blood, his hair is neatly combed, and he is wearing a frost-colored broken gauze robe—that was Ming Feiqing's most beautiful appearance when he was in Tuzhou. A casual dress that I love to wear.

He lay quietly on the bed, as if he was asleep, and there were still several frostbite on the exposed back of his hand that hadn't healed but would never bleed again.

Huaijin didn't know why she went crazy and insisted on applying medicine to these chilblains.

A group of imperial physicians had already knelt down in the hall, and the national teacher knelt on the ground and advised in grief: "Your Majesty, the queen has gone, and there is no point in applying medicine. Please don't do this..."

Huaijin didn't want to hear it. He seemed to be afraid of Ming Feiqing's pain. After applying the ointment, he still blew on him and murmured: "When the wound heals, he will...wake up, Qingqing Won’t leave me, if you curse him to death again, I will kill you!!”

Seeing Huai Ziyu's bewildered expression, Ming Feiqing finally confirmed that he was dreaming of the time after his death in the previous life.

He was soberly aware that he was dreaming, but he couldn't break free from the dream, so he could only be forced to be a bystander of this previous life dream.

He saw that after his death, the whole imperial city was hung with white silk for him. He imagined that the whole of Xiqin was completely pale, because the queen's death was a national mourning.

He heard that the new emperor ordered the dismantling of the hundred-foot observatory where stars can be picked by hand. The night sky on the observatory has not brightened a star, and it really doesn't need to exist anymore.

He saw that outside the Hall of Peaceful Harmony, a crowd of officials were kneeling.

They were all dressed in plain clothes and knelt on the ground. Here, there were many speech officials who had criticized Ming Feiqing, and many veteran officials who had sneered at him.

I heard from others that they have been kneeling here for three days and three nights—they have been kneeling here since Empress Ming fell from the observatory.

Many elderly people could no longer hold on, and passed out on their knees.

Even if you are dizzy, ask the guards to stand up and continue to kneel.

The person kneeling at the front was Lin Ji.

He had obviously had a heart attack, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his lips were pale, and he had fainted several times, so guards held him from behind and asked him to maintain a kneeling position.

The emperor said: Kneel until Empress Ming is willing to wake up and forgive them personally before giving up.

Only then did Ming Feiqing realize that after his death, Huai Ziyu went completely insane.