Chapter 470 The Last Seven
The last seven.
The door of Qihuang Palace has never been opened.
But Zhu Mingbo would go to the door of Qihuang Palace every day to report on his day's work.
He didn't know if anyone inside the door was listening, but he still insisted on doing this every day.
Of course, what he reported was what people in the palace could hear. Today he mentioned another matter, which was what he had to explain to Zhao Jingguo.
No matter what, Zhaojing Kingdom is also Feng Aoqing's motherland, and she should have been notified anyway, but Zhu Mingbo did not notify her.
Not only was there no notification, but the wedding date had already passed, and the people Zhao Jing sent gifts to were stopped in the border town of Yilan.
The one who sent the gift was still Mo Beiyuan. He should have known that something had happened and wrote a letter to issue an ultimatum.
If Yu Tingfeng doesn't come out to explain, he will break through.
Today, Zhu Mingbo came to ask Yu Tingfeng what to do about this matter.
Today, no matter what, he had to write a letter to Zhao Jing. If Yu Tingfeng didn't show up, he would directly tell Mo Beiyuan about the death to avoid causing chaos on the border.
For the first time ever, the door opened a crack.
Ruilian invited Zhu Mingbo into the hall.
"Master Zhu, the emperor wants to see you."
Zhu Mingbo breathed a sigh of relief. He could finally see what Yu Tingfeng's current condition was. Presumably, Yu Tingfeng must have made a decision on this matter.
So he straightened his official robe and followed Ruilian into the hall.
In the hall, Yu Tingfeng was sitting on the steps, his clothes were disheveled, his beard was untidy, and he looked haggard.
There were wine jugs all around him.
Zhu Mingbo recognized the wine pot. It was the batch of wine brewed by Feng Aoqing. It tasted extremely bitter, but Yu Tingfeng at this time enjoyed it very much.
The wine will eventually run out. Zhu Mingbo wondered what would happen to this person after it was finished. Would he follow Feng Aoqing? Or would he return to being the original Emperor Yuanwu?
He saluted respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"
Yu Tingfeng said coldly: "There is no need to deliver the letter to Zhaojing. I will take Feng Qing back to Zhaojing and personally apologize to Emperor Zhaojing."
Yes, Feng Aoqing and he hadn't married yet, so how could she be buried in Yuanwu? It was only normal to send her back to Zhaojing.
Zhu Mingbo responded, "Yes, Your Majesty."
Yu Tingfeng asked again: "Is everything okay outside?"
It turns out that he still cares about Yuanwu.
So Zhu Mingbo replied, "Your Majesty, it's not going well."
Yu Tingfeng glanced at him. He was not much better than himself. He was so thin that he looked unrecognizable. He must have been neglecting his sleep and having trouble falling asleep these days.
"Did you encounter a lot of resistance? Did everyone disobey you?"
Zhu Mingbo replied, "It's my incompetence."
Yu Tingfeng stood up shakily, straightened his loose robe, and helped him up.
Zhu Mingbo could only smell the strong smell of alcohol on him, and even a bit of sour smell, which was probably the smell of not having taken a bath for several days.
This had never happened to Emperor Yuanwu before, and he was a little surprised.
"It's my fault. I wrote the imperial edict but forgot the most important thing. Don't worry, I will issue another decree now to allow you and Qin Yi's marriage. This will be legitimate. I think there should be no objection. Yuanwu depends on you. I really..."
Zhu Mingbo bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I understand. Just send the empress back to Zhaojing. I will definitely protect Yuanwu for you."
Yu Tingfeng nodded: "After she passes the seventh day of her last month, I will send her back. I hope that she will leave behind a trace of soul or spirit so that she can come to look for me at night. That will be good for me, so that I can have a thought."
As he spoke, his eyes turned red again.
Whether it's been the past seven days, forty-nine days, or four hundred and ninety days, it's all the same.
Zhu Mingbo then understood why he had to wait so long. He wanted to wait until the seventh day.
"Yes, Your Majesty, no matter what, you must cheer up and take care of yourself. Otherwise, how can your body withstand the journey to Zhaojing?"
"Destiny is determined by heaven." Having said that, Yu Tingfeng actually laughed.
Zhu Mingbo was shocked.
A person who believes that his fate is determined by his own hands can now actually say things like "fate is determined by heaven".
As expected, Yu Tingfeng issued two decrees.
Together, they agreed to the marriage between Zhu Mingbo and Qin Yi.
The second one explained that he was going on a trip.
When he was leaving, Yu Tingfeng did not inform anyone except Zhu Mingbo, Qin Yi, Prince Yu and Princess Yu.
Therefore, there were only these four people who saw him off.
The four of them saw that in the fierce autumn wind, Yu Tingfeng was cold and solemn.
That feeling reminded everyone of him before he met Feng Aoqing.
It turns out that he hasn't changed.
However, in front of Feng Aoqing, he is a completely different person.
However, the sharp eyes were filled with deep sadness.
Four people gathered in front of the white jade coffin to bid farewell to Feng Aoqing. The person in the coffin was dressed in plain clothes. Except for the pale face, she was still so beautiful, as if she was sleeping.
Yu Tingfeng let them take a look and then pulled up the black cloth on the white jade coffin.
"Just send her here! Don't bother me anymore. I'll be back after I send her back to Zhaojing."
The words that came out of Yu Tingfeng's mouth were devoid of any emotion, and seemed to be stained with the coldness of the white jade coffin, making people feel as if they were in an ice cellar.
But the four of them didn't find it strange, because that was how he spoke!
He wasn't heartbroken, he just returned to his old self.
The four of them said nothing more and could only watch them leave.
"Princess, let me take you back to the palace!" Princess Yu looked at Qin Yi, who was still as well-behaved as ever.
"Royal brother, Royal sister-in-law, you are old. Mingbo has found a good place in Qinping City. I think you two should go there to retire. What do you think?" But when she spoke again, Qinyi was no longer the same Qinyi.
"Princess, what are you talking about?" Princess Yu asked in disbelief.
However, when she saw the guards surrounding her, she understood.
"You!" Princess Yu was filled with grief and indignation.
Prince Yu understood clearly. He grabbed Princess Yu tightly and said harshly, "Princess! Don't you understand? We are useless! We can only be taken care of in our old age! The princess you have held in your palm for ten years is a cruel wolf!"
"Brother, please don't say that. I will always remember the kindness you and your wife have shown me. Without you, there would be no me."
Prince Yu sneered: "Just remember it, but don't worry, I will take my whole family to Qinping City and will never leave."
"That's good. If you leave, you will no longer be my brother and sister-in-law, and I won't have to be polite." Qin Yi said with a smile.
That smile was so gentle, yet so terrifying.
Prince Yu and his wife got on the carriage prepared by Qin Yi and were escorted to Qinping City.
Princess Yu was not as calm as Prince Yu. She held her husband's hand tightly, and her nails dug into his flesh.
"Yu Chengmao! I was wrong about you! You bastard! No, you're even worse than a dog, you don't even bark! Poor Ao Qing, if she hadn't met Feng'er, she would still be alive! Feng'er is even more pitiful! How could he bear it!"
She then pounded her chest and said, "No, it's all my fault! I've raised seven children, but I didn't raise such an ungrateful person! It's all my fault!"
"Princess! Everything is fate!" Prince Yu held his old wife's hand and patted it.
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