Hairpin Phoenix

   Chapter 681 Gathering

   After a stick of incense.

  Qiyun quietly went into the bedroom and reported in a low voice: "Mengfei Niangniang bit her tongue and committed suicide. She is willing to be buried for the emperor. The empress Niangniang has ordered someone to prepare a coffin."

  Lu Mingyu's eyes narrowed, and he said lightly: "The Marquis of Guangping rebelled, and Mrs. Guangpinghou hanged herself, and the Meng family will be wiped out. The eldest prince is also dead. It is not surprising that Concubine Meng seeks death."

   Concubine Meng no longer had the motivation or hope to live.

  Qiyun sighed softly: "To tell the truth, slaves have always disliked Concubine Meng. But when I heard the news of Concubine Meng's suicide, my heart was always heavy."

   Maybe these days, I heard too much news of death, even if the people who died were the ones who were damned, I felt a little gloomy in my heart.

  Lu Mingyu was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "You go to the mourning hall for me to see the queen mother."

   She, the Crown Princess, was resting on a couch to recover from her injuries, so she couldn't go kneeling. It all fell on Queen Joe's.

   I don't know if Queen Qiao can hold it.

   Qiyun withdrew.

  Lu Mingyu was a little tired, closed his eyes, and gradually fell asleep.

   In his sleep, there flashed the face of Emperor Yongjia who was dead, General Liang covered in blood, the Marquis of Guangping with a fierce face, and the face of the eldest prince. Finally, it was fixed on Concubine Meng's twisted face.

  Lu Mingyu suddenly opened his eyes, his breathing was a little short, and his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat.

  bang! Bang! Bang!

   Three shifts!

  Lu Mingyu broke out in a cold sweat because of the nightmare, and his whole body felt sticky and uncomfortable. He opened his mouth and called out, "Qiyun".

  The door was gently pushed open.

   stepped forward, but it was not Qiyun. It was a young man in his twenties. The man's face was haggard, Qingjun's face was pale, and he was weak when walking.

   is Li Jing!

  Lu Mingyu's nose was sour, his eyes were hot, and he wanted to get up reflexively.

   moved a little, involving the wound on his chest, and a heart-wrenching pain suddenly hit.

  Lu Mingyu couldn't help groaning.

   Li Jing was startled, strode to the bed and sat down, holding Lu Mingyu's hand: "Xiaoyu, you are injured, don't move."

  Lu Mingyu looked at Li Jing: "You also have injuries on your body. You have been rushing all the way, and when you come back, you will immediately arrange the funeral and kneel. How can you bear it if you go on like this?"

   In front of Lu Mingyu, Li Jing didn't try to be brave, and said with a wry smile, "I have to hold on if I can't bear it. Right now, only my presence can stabilize people's hearts."

   Li Yi and Li Chang are dead. Li Hao was imprisoned in the barracks of the Xingyang Army. As for Li Xian, the injury is not serious. However, in terms of identity, it is still the most suitable for him as the prince to come forward.

  Lu Mingyu was so distressed that he moved his hand. Li Jing immediately leaned over and put his face close to Lu Mingyu's hand: "If you want to touch my face, just say something and don't move."

  Lu Mingyu couldn't help but smile, and gently rubbed his hand on Li Jing's face: "You have lost a lot of weight."

  Traveling day and night, full of thoughts and deep thoughts, it is strange that he is not thin.

  Li Jing raised his head slightly and looked at Lu Mingyu: "Xiaoyu, you have been suffering these days."

   His tone was full of guilt.

   This was originally what his prince should do. It was Lu Mingyu who took care of everything for him!

  Lu Mingyu stared at Li Jing and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "You were far away in Jiangnan at the time, and I was in the palace, so it's right to work hard."

   "Now you are very grateful to me. I'm afraid that in the future, you will gradually be afraid of my powerful and arbitrary wife and Lu family."

  Li Jing didn't pretend he didn't understand, nor did he avoid it.

   He stared at Lu Mingyu and said slowly, "Xiaoyu, this country belongs to me and yours too."

   "Our husband and wife have worked together to this day. After the funeral of the father and emperor, the matter of enthronement will soon be brought up. When I sit on the dragon chair, the first thing is to confer you as the queen."

   "I am in charge of Jiangshan, and you are in charge of Fengyin. This palace is the home of both of us. We will work together to take care of our family business and pass it on to the eldest son in the future."

"I have already thought about it. When Brother Jue turns eight years old next year, I will appoint him as the crown prince. After ten or eight years, when Brother Jue grows up, gets married and has children, I will pass the throne to him. We will pass the throne to him. The husband and wife go out of the palace, find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to live, become an ordinary husband and wife, and grow old together."

   The scene depicted by Li Jing is too beautiful.

  Lu Mingyu's heart swayed, stunned for a moment, and sighed: "I'm also looking forward to that day."

   In the past life, Li Hao once stood up in the mountains and seas, and spoke sweet words. In the end, it was her fault.

  Only looking forward to this life, Li Jing and her trust each other and never doubt each other.

  Li Jing bowed his head, kissed her lips lightly, and then raised his head slightly. Their eyes were facing each other, only about two inches apart. They were so close that they could clearly see themselves in each other's eyes.

   "Now, you won't believe everything I say." Li Jing said softly, "If it was me, you wouldn't believe someone's empty words."

   "Three years and five years, ten years and twenty years, the rest of your life is long. I'll show you."

"If one day, I really lose you, you will kill me with one sword. Or, let your father-in-law lead the Xingyang army to rush into the palace and support Brother Jue's succession. You are better than being the queen mother. The Queen must be steadfast..."

  Lu Mingyu didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh, so he couldn't help but give Li Jing a blank look: "Bah! It's all nonsense. Shut up, I believe you."

  Li Jing smiled silently.

   He knew that Lu Mingyu didn't completely trust him.

   However, the days are long, and he has decades to prove his sincerity.

   After a while, Lu Mingyu changed the subject: "You are not staying in the mourning hall, come back to the East Palace, will there be any gossip?"

   Filial piety has the rules of filial piety.

   Ordinary people's family has an old man who dies, and the son has to stay in the mourning hall all the time. During the period, I could not change clothes or eat hot food, and of course I had no place to sleep.

   The rules of the wake in the palace are even more.

   Li Jing slipped back to the East Palace like this, of course it was against the rules.

"It's all three. Most of the courtiers can't stand it, and a few have already been carried down to rest." Li Jing said softly: "I have an injury on my body, and I will go back to the East Palace to rest for an hour or two, and no one will talk much. ."

  Like Luo Shangshu, he knew that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince returned to the East Palace to meet with the Crown Princess, but Quan Deng did not know.

   Anyone with discernment knows that Li Jing will soon be the emperor of Wei. If it wasn't for the inappropriate time to flatter, a bunch of people would have flocked to flatter the horse.

  Lu Mingyu chuckled and hummed, then moved in with difficulty to make way: "You also come and lie down for a while."

   Li Jing is indeed very tired.

   He lay down beside Lu Mingyu and fell asleep with his eyes closed without saying a few words. There was also a slight snoring sound.

  Lu Mingyu sighed silently, put his head on Li Jing's head, and fell asleep together.

   (end of this chapter)