"Queen mother...!"
Zhu Biao was in mourning, Changning and Chang'an burst into tears, and Zhu Chong and Zhu Fan burst into tears.
"What's the noise about?"
Zhu Yuanzhang's voice was full of exhaustion and his tone was quite calm, "Your mother is too tired, just rest for a while."
He took Queen Ma's hand again and said to himself, "I told you to rest for a while before talking, but now it's okay. I fell asleep in the middle of talking, which scared a few children."
"Li Qing."
"Ah, I'm here."
"Prescribe medicine to our girl."
"minister…"
Li Qing looked at Zhu Biao, who was so sad that he couldn't care about him.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty, she has already..."
After a pause, he said softly, "Your Majesty has already passed away."
"Fart!" Zhu Yuanzhang was furious, "My girl's hands are still warm. Please prescribe the medicine quickly. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will chop you down."
Li Qing was silent, Lao Zhu was unwilling to accept the reality, what could he do?
Zhu Biao sobbed: "Father, the queen has been buried..."
Meeting Zhu Yuanzhang's cold eyes, he choked back the next few words and cried silently.
"Our girl is not dead, her hands are still warm." Zhu Yuanzhang tried his best to prove, "Biao'er, touch it, your mother's hands are still warm."
"Father..."
Zhu Biao couldn't bear it anymore and cried loudly, "The queen mother has already passed away!"
Changning, Chang'an, Zhu Xi, and Zhu Fan also cried loudly.
Zhu Yuanzhang stared at them blankly for a long time, then he stood up suddenly and strode to Li Qing.
"Li Qing listens to the order, we order you to rescue the queen immediately."
Li Qing's eyes drooped, speechless.
"Li Qing listens!"
"Your Majesty... my condolences!"
When Zhu Yuanzhang heard the word "Jie Mie", he felt as if five thunders were striking him, and he couldn't stand still. Li Qing quickly supported him, but he threw him away.
Zhu Yuanzhang strode back to the couch and said, "The queen listens, we order you to wake up immediately."
"Father, the queen has gone. Don't disturb the queen's peace." Zhu Biao held his arm and cried to persuade him.
"Go away."
Zhu Yuanzhang threw him away and rushed out in a hurry.
Zhu Biao hurriedly followed, and Li Qing saw that Lao Zhu was losing his mind and going crazy, so he also hurriedly followed out.
"The monk heard the order and informed the Buddha to let our girl wake up."
"The Taoist priest listened to the decree and told the gods in heaven..."
Before Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, his face suddenly turned red, and then he fell straight down.
Fortunately, Li Qing had quick eyes and quick hands to support him.
The monks and Taoist priests outside Qianqing Palace didn't understand what was happening when they saw this posture.
For a moment, everyone, whether they were Taoists or Buddhists, fell to their knees with sad expressions.
Li Qing supported Zhu Yuanzhang with one hand, but saw that Zhu Biao was also dizzy, and said quickly, "Your Highness, you can't let anything happen again."
His mother passed away, his father fainted from grief, and he was exhausted physically and mentally from the past few days. Zhu Biao really couldn't bear it anymore, but he knew that he could never fall again at this moment, so he carried it on.
"It's okay in Gu." Zhu Biao waved his hand, "Li Qing, please quickly treat my father, Gu... Gu will go arrange other things."
With that said, he returned to Qianqing Palace with three shaking steps.
In the evening, the news of Queen Ma's death spread throughout the palace, and the whole palace burst into tears.
The death of the queen was a national mourning, and all the people in the world had to mourn for her. Naturally, she could not hide it. The news quickly spread throughout the capital and continued to spread.
Restaurants and restaurants were decorated with white cloths, and all brothels were closed.
The six ministries, the Imperial Academy, the Hanlin Academy...the officials were all shocked when they heard that Queen Ma had died.
…
Qianqing Palace, side hall.
Li Qing gave Zhu Yuanzhang some acupuncture and channeled some vital energy, which finally relieved the depression in his chest.
But Li Qing didn't dare to wake him up. He really didn't want to face Lao Zhu alone, so he asked Xiao Guizi to invite Zhu Biao over.
"Father, are you okay?" Zhu Biao hurried over, his face full of nervousness.
"The Emperor is fine." Li Qing asked, "Your Highness, do you want the Emperor to wake up immediately?"
Zhu Biao pondered for a long time and nodded slowly, "Sooner or later, we have to face it. I can't handle it alone. Let my father wake up."
Li Qing no longer hesitated, picked up the silver needle, and inserted a needle into the sole of Zhu Yuanzhang's foot.
After a while, Zhu Yuanzhang woke up leisurely.
"Father." Zhu Biao squeezed forward and looked at him sadly.
"It's Biao'er!" Zhu Yuanzhang sat up, took Zhu Biao's hand, and said with lingering fear, "We had a nightmare just now. We dreamed that your mother was dead, but it scared us."
"Father..." Zhu Biao's eyes were red and he said in a hoarse voice, "My queen... she is indeed dead."
Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment. After a while, he suddenly opened the quilt and rushed out of the door barefoot.
Zhu Biao was stunned and immediately followed.
"Huh~" Li Qing sighed, put away the silver needle, and walked out of the side hall.
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Yuanzhang was heard roaring in grief.
He did not go in again and kept waiting outside the palace. It was not until it got dark that Zhu Biao came out of the palace.
Tiredly said: "You go back first."
"I excuse myself."
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When the three women saw him coming back, they hurriedly came forward to greet him, with relieved expressions on their faces, "Sir, you are finally back."
Wan Ling said worriedly, "Sir, the Queen will be buried in heaven. The Emperor will not vent his anger on you, right?"
"Shouldn't..." Li Qing said in surprise, "You also know?"
"Yes." Hong Xiu explained, "My servant just came back from the street, and now the whole capital knows about it."
With that said, he went back to the house and took out a filial piety belt, "My servant bought a filial piety belt. Sir, please tie it on."
Only then did Li Qing notice that the three women all had a piece of white cloth tied around their waists.
The queen died and the whole country was in mourning. Not to mention that he was still eating from Lao Zhu's family. Li Qing took Xiao and took him back to his room.
"Sir, don't you want to have dinner?" Wan Ling followed in.
Li Qing turned over and said, "I'm too tired today. You can eat. I want to have a good sleep."
"Oh." Seeing his tired face, Wanling nodded obediently, "Sir, if you are hungry in the middle of the night, please call your maid."
"Well, go ahead."
Li Qing waved his hand and fell asleep. He was indeed tired. His sleep was extremely sweet and he didn't wake up until Wan Ling called him.
It was already dawn, and Li Qing didn't dare to delay. He took a few mouthfuls of rice, tied on his filial piety belt, and rushed out.
"Sir, wait a moment, take this." Wan Ling thoughtfully handed over a piece of ginger.
Li Qing looked puzzled, "What's this for?"
"If you can't cry, just wipe it and you'll cry."
"Ah? This..." Li Qing thought for a moment, reached out and took it, and hurried to the palace.
…
The palace was completely deserted, and the cries from the direction of Qianqing Palace could be heard all the way away.
I'm late? !
Li Qing was startled and hurried over immediately.
He was indeed late, but not too late. The civil servants and generals knelt in two rows in the square in front of the palace, crying in a steady and steady manner under the guidance of Xiao Guizi.
He silently found a position, hiding in the crowd, pretending to be a fake person.
Queen Ma died, and he felt uncomfortable, but he really couldn't cry, especially the civil servants, who were really heartbroken and burst into tears.
Some of them were so out of breath from crying that they fainted and continued to cry after being woken up by their colleagues.
Li Qing was stunned.
Call these people hypocritical, but those tears are real. Call them sincere. Every time Xiao Guizi calls out, they brake in time.
"cry!"
Xiao Guizi raised her fly whisk, and her cries suddenly became louder, like a gust of wind and rain pouring down.
Not only the civil and military officials outside the palace, but also the royal family members inside the palace. Li Qing also couldn't understand why there was such a special etiquette in mourning.
"stop."
The wails suddenly disappeared and turned into sobs, like gentle breeze and drizzle.
After a while, Xiao Guizi raised her fly whisk again and said, "Cry!"
Li Qing howled along and thought to himself, "Is this done to keep the cry rhythmic?"
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a cold gaze staring at him coldly.
Li Qing suddenly looked up and saw Guo Huan looking straight at him with his face covered in snot.
