Fang Mingxin choked.
After a few moments of stunned silence, he knelt down again.
"Your Highness, last night I observed the stars and found that the Ziwei Star of the Great Zhou is shrouded in deathly energy, and disaster is sure to befall us soon. Only Your Highness can save the Great Zhou. I beg Your Highness, for the sake of the tens of thousands of people of the Great Zhou, please do not refuse."
Mo Yunhan sneered.
Curious, he asked, "Fang Mingxin, you observed the celestial phenomena last night and discovered that a calamity was about to befall you. Why didn't you go to the Emperor to report it, but instead came to me? Fine, even if you are unable to enter the palace due to the great mourning, then tell me, why is it that only I can save you from this calamity? And how can I save you?"
Although Fang Mingxin was the Director of the Imperial Observatory, he could observe the stars to predict the fate of the nation and avoid good or bad fortune.
However, there are some things he is not capable of doing.
Upon hearing this, he looked at Jiang Qingwan.
“Since the Ninth Princess Consort can repair the Nine Dragons Formation, she must have a way to avoid disaster. Please, Princess Consort, save these thousands of lives.”
Last night, the news that Zheng Chengye had been drugged with aphrodisiacs ruined my mood.
Jiang Qingwan did not continue to drink tea and relax in the pavilion, so she naturally did not see the changing stars.
She raised her hand, wanting to calculate whether what this person said was true or false.
The moment her small hand was raised, it was grasped by Mo Yunhan's large hand.
She looked up in confusion.
The man's eyes were extremely deep.
"You have no need to interfere in the rise and fall of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
Jiang Qingwan was stunned for a moment.
She didn't care about the future of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
I just want to see if this disaster is man-made or ordained by fate.
If it was caused by human error, it could have resulted in the deaths of tens of thousands of people.
She simply couldn't bring herself to ignore it.
Mo Yunhan did not give her a chance to refute.
He tucked her small hands into his sleeve and looked coldly at Fang Mingxin, who was kneeling on the ground.
"I have already submitted my documents resigning from my military and political post. I am only awaiting the Emperor's approval after the funeral, after which I will move my entire family to my fiefdom and never return to the capital. If you have anything to say, Lord Fang, go to the palace and tell the Emperor that he is the true ruler of the Great Zhou."
"Yeqi, see off the guests!"
Ye Qi immediately came over.
Fang Ming was anxious. "Your Highness, you can't leave! If you leave, the Great Zhou Dynasty will truly perish. Can you really watch so many people die because of your indifference?"
Ye Qi rolled her eyes.
"You talk a good game but you don't act. When you were ostracizing our Prince, did you ever think about what he did for the Great Zhou? You bunch of ungrateful, heartless bastards! Don't make me throw you out like that, get up and get out of here!"
He was holding a long sword with a look that said, "If you don't leave, I'll chop you up."
Fang Mingxin trembled as he tried to explain.
Ye Qi had lost her patience and grabbed him by the collar, pulling him out.
He recalled his nightmare about stargazing last night and was extremely anxious.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, only you can save the Great Zhou, the Emperor cannot... Let go of me, I haven't finished speaking..."
They were about to be thrown out of the yard.
Fang Mingxin disregarded everything else and shouted,
"Your Highness, you are the true imperial star! The shift of the Great Zhou imperial star has brought about today's calamity."
"Night Seven!"
Mo Yunhan waved.
Ye Qi quickly brought the person back.
Fang Mingxin quickly straightened his robes and knelt on the ground again.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, you agree..."
What does "the shift of the imperial star" mean?
Mo Yunhan stood up and approached.
The intense atmosphere made Fang Mingxin tremble.
I regret the words that just slipped out.
But when he thought of that dream, which was like a hellish hell, he really didn't dare not tell.
"Your Highness, when you were born, the Ziwei star shone brightly. My father divined that you were born with the destiny of an emperor, the very embodiment of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and would surely ascend the throne. He was already seriously ill at the time, but he mustered his strength to write a document and submit it to the Retired Emperor, explaining everything. But later..."
He pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, and simply presented the tray.
"Later, Consort Yu transformed into a demon, and you were branded as an evil spirit. The Emperor Emeritus was also consumed by grief and neglected state affairs. When I returned to the capital to assume my duties after my father's funeral, I entered the Observatory and discovered that the Imperial Star had been forcibly moved. The once bright and shining Ziwei Star had been pushed from its original position. As for the reason for this, I dare not guess, nor dare I ask. But I know that only the true starlight of the Ziwei Star can dispel the deathly aura of the Ziwei Star position, and only you can save the Great Zhou!"
After he finished speaking, he knelt on the ground again.
The past is like fleeting smoke.
Mo Yunhan stood there coldly, a gentle breeze brushing against his sleeves, seemingly detached from the world.
The atmosphere remained tense for a long time.
He asked calmly, "Fang Mingxin, are you asking me to rebel?"
Fang Mingxin turned pale with fright and shook her head repeatedly.
"This humble official wouldn't dare, this humble official only wanted to..."
What do you want?
Mo Yunhan glanced at him.
"You say I am born with the destiny of an emperor, that only the true light of the Purple Star can dispel the deathly aura and save the Great Zhou. Isn't this instigating me to rebel and ascend the throne?"
Fang Mingxin dared not bear such a bad reputation.
He immediately straightened his back and said, "What I mean is, could Your Highness try to change the direction of the stars and use your destiny to make up for the absence of the Emperor Star? I have heard my father talk about the Nine Dragons Formation in Xuanling Mountain. It is a miracle that only a great power can accomplish. If Your Highness can repair that formation, you must also have a way to repair the star positions."
Mo Yunhan suddenly laughed.
He was handsome, and his smile made him even more charming.
But that chilling killing intent was released along with the smile.
"Does Lord Fang mean that my queen should use my destiny to make up for the lack of an imperial star, maintain the current stability of imperial power, bring peace and prosperity to the officials, and give the common people a glimmer of hope? On what grounds? On my kindness?"
Fang Mingxin choked, but continued to argue her point.
"Your Highness, you have been supported by the people since childhood!"
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