On the square in front of the palace.
Xia Wanqing cried for a long time while holding the body of the Great Xia Emperor. All this happened too suddenly and it was difficult for her to accept it.
Finally, as she watched the guards place her father's body into the coffin, she asked Ning Jie with lifeless eyes:
"Brother, he is a good emperor and a good father, right?"
That pitiful and helpless look was like a steel needle, deeply hurting Ning Jie's heart.
Ning Jie didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only nod gently.
The next day.
The news of the emperor's death spread throughout the imperial city. For a time, the whole country was in grief!
Xia Wanqing personally handled all matters concerning the burial of the Great Xia Emperor in the imperial mausoleum. She even carved every stroke of the Great Xia Emperor's tombstone herself.
Just like that, three days passed in a flash.
In the evening, Ning Jie brought dinner to the imperial mausoleum. Looking at Xia Wanqing's haggard figure kneeling in front of the mausoleum of the Great Xia Emperor, a trace of heartache arose in his heart again.
Ning Jie walked lightly to her side and put down the dinner, but did not disturb her immediately.
Instead, he bowed to the tombstone first, lit two golden incense sticks, and then stayed here with Xia Wanqing.
After a long time, Xia Wanqing's tense body finally showed a little relaxation, and then she changed from kneeling to sitting.
Seeing this, Ning Jie put away the spiritual power used to isolate the temperature and brought the food to Xia Wanqing.
"I haven't eaten for another day, let's have dinner first."
Although they had already practiced fasting and did not need to eat at their current level of cultivation, they could still feel hungry.
Xia Wanqing turned her head to look at Ning Jie. Her eyes became red and swollen due to crying for a long time.
Those beautiful almond-shaped eyes have now become dull and lifeless.
Many people have experienced the pain of losing a loved one, but not everyone can accept it.
Many people will never forget the pain of losing a loved one. Whenever they think of it, the unspeakable pain seems to want to devour them.
If you want to completely get out of this painful memory, it takes not only time, but also someone to care more to make up for the spiritual loss.
"Brother...what should I do?"
Xia Wanqing murmured softly, her voice becoming a little hoarse from not having drunk water for a long time.
The helplessness and confusion on her face revealed how fragile she was at that moment.
Galan forced her into battle, the evil formation plotted against her country, and she suffered the pain of losing her loved ones. The continuous events and blows had exhausted her.
Now she has gone straight from an ignorant princess in her early twenties to an empress who needs to rule the entire country.
This supreme power in the eyes of countless people fell heavily on her shoulders when she was at her most vulnerable.
But she wasn't ready to accept the responsibility yet, and she felt like she was about to be crushed.
Feeling Xia Wanqing's fragility, Ning Jie gently reached out and hugged her, hoping to give her some sense of dependence.
Then he lowered his head and whispered in her ear.
"You don't need me to teach you what to do. You just need some time to rest."
"Once you've rested well, you will become the perfect, impeccable, peerless empress!"
"Just like in the past life, right?"
After hearing Ning Jie's last words, Xia Wanqing's body suddenly trembled, and she looked up at Ning Jie in disbelief.
"Brother, you...how do you know?"
Ning Jie smiled slightly and said to Xia Wanqing in a mysterious manner.
"Well, I'll tell you after you've rested well!"
"As for now, what you need to do is to have a good rest and get out of the trough as soon as possible."
"I believe that since you were able to become such an outstanding empress in your previous life, you would not be troubled by these trivial matters for too long."
"Your subjects and citizens need you."
Listening to Ning Jie's comforting words, Xia Wanqing clearly felt the grief in her heart ease a little, her complexion improved slightly, and she nodded.
"I understand. Thank you, Brother!"
Seeing that Xia Wanqing was finally getting better, Ning Jie finally felt relieved.
"Why are you thanking me? Now that you've figured it out, do you know what the first thing you need to do to be a good empress?"
Hearing this, Xia Wanqing tilted her head and thought seriously for a while.
"Going to court?"
"no."
"Approving memorials?"
“Not really.”
"Hmm... what is that?"
Xia Wanqing said that she couldn't think of it, and her serious look made Ning Jie laugh.
Then he stopped teasing her, picked up the dinner on the ground, scooped a spoonful and handed it to her mouth.
"It's to eat well!"
Xia Wanqing blushed when she realized she was being tricked, and gave Ning Jie a reproachful look.
But he still opened his mouth obediently and let Ning Jie feed him.
After confirming that Xia Wanqing had finished her dinner, the two stood up.
Before leaving, Xia Wanqing bowed to the imperial mausoleum again.
"Father, I'm sorry for making you worry."
"But now I've figured it out. Starting right now, I will work hard to become a qualified empress, purge the treacherous and corrupt officials, and revive our government!"
"I will never let the Great Xia Dynasty fall into silence in my hands, and I will never let you down!"
After saying this, she left the imperial mausoleum with Ning Jie.
Back in the bedroom, Xia Wanqing continued to ask Ning Jie why he knew about his past life.
Ning Jie knew that he could no longer hide these things, so he simply told her about his rebirth, which made Xia Wanqing smile from ear to ear.
After saying that, Ning Jie said that it was getting late and the road was difficult to travel at night, so it would be better for him to rest here and take care of her at the same time.
Xia Wanqing looked shy and did not refuse.
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