Sick Prince Rescue Plan

The voice was far in the sky for a while, and close to her ears for a while, but strangely soothed her inner anxiety.

"Zhier... wake up, you have slept for too long, if you go to sleep, you won't see me."

Ming Zhi was surprised: "Ping Jiang!"

She stretched out her hand hard, struggling to get rid of the floating feeling, but her eyes went dark and her consciousness disappeared.

...

Jin Pingjiang half kneeled beside the ice coffin, holding Ming Zhi's hand to his face, and whispered: "Can't you wake up and take a look at me? I have waited for so many years, you are so cruel."

After that, he looked at the people in the ice coffin expectantly, hoping that she would react a little bit, but unfortunately the face that had not been eroded by the years, there was no fluctuation at all.

It is false to say that it is not disappointed. It has been so many days, almost seven days, they have changed the law to tell Mingzhi a story, trying to stimulate her to wake up, but there is no progress at all, Xiao Jinshao can't, can't let the government leave the government. , Can only come and have a look at intervals.

He just left today, and now he is here, talking dry and dry, but why doesn't this person wake up?

He got up helplessly. He planned to find some water to drink. Before others woke up, he died of thirst first.

However, as soon as he stood up, the person who had not been moving suddenly frowned. Jin Pingjiang turned his back and didn't see it. He just moved a bit and couldn't move his footsteps. His sleeves were caught, even though that The strength was minimal, but he still felt it.

At that moment, he froze in place, not knowing how to react, and he didn't even dare to look back, for fear that this was just an illusion caused by his excessive longing.

"Don't go..."

The extremely soft whisper became extremely clear in this empty secret room. Jin Pingjiang turned his head abruptly, looking at the person in the ice coffin with frowning brows and small head swings in disbelief.

Kneeling back to the ice coffin immediately, Jin Pingjiang took Ming Zhi's hand to his lips and kissed restrainedly, "Zhi'er... wake up, I won't leave! I'll be here with you, you open it. Look at me! Okay?"

Ming Zhi’s whitish lips moved slightly, and the swing of his head increased. Jin Pingjiang squeezed her hand and looked at her expectantly. The next moment, Ming Zhi suddenly sat up from the coffin. Don't go!"

Her eyes were out of focus, and her chest rose and fell with her shortness of breath. She was in shock. Before she could realize that there was something wrong with the current scene, she was suddenly hugged by a pair of powerful arms, and then she was hugged into a warm In a warm embrace, someone excitedly said above her head: "Zhi'er, I finally waited for you."

Ming Zhi became stiff, slowly raised her head, and looked at the person in front of her incredulously, "Brother Jin?"

When Jin Pingjiang heard this long-lost name, his nose became sore and his eyes were red all of a sudden. He held his hands tighter and said, "Well, it's me."

Ming Zhi reached out and touched him hesitantly. It was a real entity, something that could be touched, and the temperature!

"What's going on? I'm not..."

Isn't it dead?

Without asking this sentence, Jin Pingjiang covered her mouth. She blinked, and Jin Pingjiang smiled softly: "The emperor has passed away. Now it is Shao'er ascending the throne. He married his beloved girl. The two had a very happy life. After seeing you in the morning, he returned to Beijing. If he knew you woke up, he would be very happy."

"What status am I now?"

Ming Zhi seemed to understand something, but he was a little uncertain.

Jin Pingjiang let go and put his hands on her shoulders and said seriously: "You are Mingzhi, and Empress Ming is dead. From now on, you will be yourself."

This is the end of the Empress of Ming Dynasty~ The next part will talk about the previous life of the prince.