The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

Chapter 338: Broken Hairpin Difficult to Restore

"Come on, let's have a real fight! I'm almost going moldy in the capital, so I need you to sharpen my blade!"

The Jinwu Guards drew their swords and surrounded the Black Armored Army. When the two sides were about to engage in battle, a female voice came from the Grand Tutor's Mansion: "Enough!"

The general looked at the man who came out of the Grand Tutor's Mansion, and a trace of panic appeared on his dark face: "What are you doing here, Chief Steward? Swords have no eyes. If you get hurt, how can I explain to the Marshal?"

Tian Qing had a pale face and said softly: "Nothing, you can leave now."

The general glared at Mo Ling, suppressed his anger and stepped aside, his face full of dissatisfaction: "Yes."

Seeing the black-armored soldiers retreat, Mo Ling waved his hand and the Jinwu Guards also retreated.

Tian Qing held a box in his hand and walked up to Mo Ling step by step. He said softly, "Your Majesty and I are acquainted. Your Majesty may not recognize me. My name is Tian Qing. Does Your Majesty remember anything?"

Mo Ling's dark eyes darkened a little: "Are you the maidservant next to Qingqing when you were in Xitai Tower?"

Tian Qing nodded, handed the box to Mo Ling, and said softly: "This is something the young master left for you."

Mo Ling's pupils shrank for a moment. Lin Yu had already helped him take it and opened it. There was only a wooden hairpin inside, which he bought for Feng Jiuqing when he was in Xitai Tower.

When they were in the jewelry shop, there were all kinds of jewelry, but Feng Jiuqing only chose a pair of ordinary wooden hairpins. He had specifically asked Feng Jiuqing to pick more, but Feng Jiuqing only chose this pair of wooden hairpins.

He said that having this pair of hairpins was enough. They were made of concentric wood and engraved with peach blossoms. The peach blossoms were young and bright, and their flowers were bright and beautiful. From now on, they would be together forever and grow old together.

Later, when leaving Xitai Tower, Feng Jiuqing gave him one of the wooden hairpins. The pair of hairpins, one for him and one for Qingqing, meant that even if they were separated by the ends of the earth, they would always be together.

Qingqing also said that if one day, one of them changed his mind, then the hairpin would be unnecessary. If he changed his mind, Qingqing would break the hairpin and return it to him, and from then on, they would be completely separated and would never meet again.

But now, the hairpin in the box had already broken into two pieces and was placed on both sides, with an insurmountable gap in between.

"It is difficult to reconnect a broken hairpin, and we will never see each other again in this lifetime. Your Majesty, please go back. The young master left a will that your Majesty does not need to attend his funeral, nor does he need to see him for the last time."

"If your majesty keeps his promise, we will still serve you as the emperor. If your majesty does not keep his promise, we will not have to obey your will. When the Youyun Army marches south, it will be hard to say whether your majesty can keep the throne."

"If your majesty still has some sense of shame, please leave on your own. After all, you and I really don't want to see your majesty!"

Tian Qing turned her back and stopped looking at Mo Ling. She walked back step by step. The wind blew up her skirt and she seemed to be blown away by the wind.

"Qingqing, don't you have anything else to say to me?" A tear fell from the corner of Mo Ling's eye, and his voice was full of pain.

Tianqing wiped the tears from his face and said loudly: "Yes! The young master said that he wishes Your Majesty eternal life and wishes that they will never meet again! From now on, no matter the birthday or death anniversary, Your Majesty does not need to offer sacrifices, he thinks it is dirty."

"Your Majesty, do you understand? If you still don't understand, I can have someone go to the palace gate and read it to your Majesty for three days so that your Majesty can understand it."

"puff--"

Mo Ling spat out a mouthful of blood. Qingqing was using a knife to cut out his heart. Did Qingqing really hate him that much?

He had clearly thought it through. Even if Qingqing used him as a substitute, he would treat Qingqing well and compensate her well.

But why!

Why don't you even give him a chance to make amends?

"why?"

Tianqing paused, and turned around with a strong murderous intent in his eyes: "How dare you ask that, Your Majesty?"

"How did the young master do you wrong? Why do you have to kill him again and again? He died at the hands of your people, why do you just say goodbye to him forever and not allow us to take revenge!"

"I also want to ask why, Master, why didn't you let us peel off your skin and pull out your tendons, grind your bones and scatter your ashes! You are such a heartless and ungrateful person, you deserve to be doomed forever and die without a complete body!"

"You'd better get out of here while we are still willing to obey the Master's will. Otherwise, I don't mind killing you and then committing suicide to see the Master!"

Mo Ling's ears were buzzing constantly, and he didn't hear what Tian Qing said at all. His mind was shaken, and he took the box tremblingly, trying frantically to put the broken hairpin together, but as soon as he let go, the hairpin would break into two pieces.

The last time Qingqing came back, she didn't return the hairpin to him, so he had been expecting it. But now, he didn't even have an excuse to deceive himself.

"How could this be?"

"How could this happen! Lin Yu, send someone to find the best carpenter in Dayue and make sure to repair the hairpin! As long as the hairpin is not broken, Qingqing will not leave me!"

"Hurry! Go quickly!"

Mo Ling's eyes were only focused on the hairpin that was broken into two pieces. His eyes were extremely red due to congestion. Combined with the dark circles under his eyes and his thin face, he estimated that throwing it away would be able to stop the child from crying at night.