"Yes, Commander Ma just arrived in Ningguta," Pang Yi said. When he said this, Pang Yi's face was not very good, and his voice was a little deep. "Madam, the Queen Mother has passed away."
"This...what, when did this happen?" Mei Ya's eyes immediately widened.
"The twentieth day of the first lunar month," Pang Yi said. He paused and continued, "The Emperor has asked Commander Ma to take me and my wife back to Beijing to attend the funeral."
"How could that be?" Mei Ya was anxious and confused. "Isn't he the one who hates Ming Wei the most? He doesn't care about Ming Wei's life or death, so why does he think of Ming Wei now? Why did he ask Ming Wei to return to Beijing? How many eyes are watching him? Maybe he will run into trouble as soon as he leaves Ningguta. Even if he arrives in Beijing safely, when can he come back? And who will make trouble for Ming Wei while he is in the capital?"
Meiya was right. Zhong Mingwei was in Ningguta, whether he was a commoner or a prince, he would not offend the princes and concubines. But if he returned to the capital and attended the funeral of the empress dowager as the eldest son of the emperor, it would be different. If Zhong Zhiheng allowed Zhong Mingwei to attend the funeral of the empress dowager, it would be in front of the whole world. It would completely wipe out the guilt imposed on Zhong Mingwei in the past, which might not be a good thing for Zhong Mingwei. Especially for Zhong Mingwei who wanted to live a down-to-earth life in Ningguta.
"Your Majesty, I don't agree with your thoughts," Pang Yi shook his head. He sighed and said, "I only know that it is difficult to disobey the emperor's order. I'm afraid my wife and I will leave immediately."
Mei Ya also understood this logic, and her heart was in a mess for a moment. She didn't say anything else, walked on the stone road, and followed Pang Yi into the main hall.
"Greetings, Madam!" Ma Zhiming bowed and saluted as he saw Mei Ya coming in.
"Commander Ma, you don't have to be polite. Please stand up," Mei Ya said hurriedly. As she walked to sit next to Zhong Mingwei, she frowned and asked Ma Zhiming, "Commander Ma, why did His Majesty insist on Mingwei and me going to the capital? I heard that according to the ancestral rules of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Empress Dowager's body can only be kept for a maximum of 88 days. I'm afraid it will take a long time to go from the capital to Ningguta, right?"
"Your Madam, our Emperor has also thought of this, so he has specifically ordered that the Empress Dowager's body be kept for a hundred days," said Ma Zhiming.
"This..." Mei Ya was stunned. She really didn't expect that Zhong Zhiheng's death would allow Zhong Mingwei to return to Beijing, and he even ignored the royal ancestral system. She turned her head to look at Zhong Mingwei, and Zhong Mingwei also looked at her. Both of them were silent.
"Please rest assured, Master and Madam, with the Imperial Guards here, they will not put you in any danger," Ma Zhiming said, pausing before adding in a deep voice, "No matter who or where the danger comes from, the Imperial Guards will always stand in front of you, Master and Madam."
Everyone present knew what this meant.
"Did His Majesty allow Prince Pingxi to return to Beijing to attend the funeral?" Zhong Mingwei suddenly asked.
"Your Majesty, since Mobei has just been settled, I'm afraid the King of Pingxi can't leave, and the King of Pingxi and the Turkic princess are getting married soon, so he can't return to the capital," Ma Zhiming said. "Your Majesty means that after the King of Pingxi and the Turkic princess get married, when the couple returns to the capital, they can go to the imperial mausoleum to pay homage."
"What? The Prince of Pingxi is getting married?" Zhong Mingwei's body suddenly froze, as if he was even more surprised than when he heard Zhong Zhiheng order him to return to the capital. "Why is he getting married all of a sudden? Didn't he say before that he would never marry?"
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