Chapter 537

The voice for a while far away in the sky, for a while close to the ear, but strangely soothed her inner uneasiness.

"Zhi'er... Wake up. You've been sleeping too long. If you go on sleeping, you won't see me."

Mingzhi was surprised: "Pingjiang!"

She stretched out her hand hard, struggling to get rid of the floating feeling, but in front of a dark, consciousness dissipated.

……

Jin Pingjiang himself half knelt beside the ice coffin, holding Mingzhi's hand on his face, whispered: "can't you wake up and look at me? I've been waiting for so many years. You're cruel. "

With that, he looked forward to looking at the people in the ice coffin, hoping that she would have some reaction. Unfortunately, there was no fluctuation on the face that had not been eroded by the years.

It's false to say that she's not disappointed. It's been so many days, almost seven days. They've come to tell stories to Mingzhi, trying to stimulate her to wake up, but there's no progress at all. Xiao Jinshao can't, can't leave the government alone, and can only come and have a look every three to five.

He just left today. Now he's here. He's thirsty, but why doesn't he wake up?

Helpless to get up, he planned to find some water to drink, others did not wake up, he was thirsty first.

However, as soon as he got up, the people who had not moved all the time suddenly frowned. Jin Pingjiang turned his back and didn't see it. Just as he moved for a moment, he couldn't step away. His sleeve was pulled by someone. Although the strength was very small, he still felt it.

At that moment, he froze in the same place, did not know how to react, and even did not dare to look back, for fear that it was just the illusion of his excessive miss.

"Don't go..."

The extremely light murmur became very clear in the open secret room. Jin Pingjiang suddenly turned back and looked at the man in the ice coffin with a frown and a small swing of his head.

Immediately kneeling back to the ice coffin, Jin Pingjiang took Mingzhi's hand, put it on his lips and restrained his kiss, "zhier... Wake up, I won't go! I'm here with you, you open your eyes to see me! How about that? "

Mingzhi's white lips moved and her head swayed greatly. Jin Pingjiang held her hand and looked at her expectantly. The next moment, Mingzhi suddenly sat up from the coffin and said, "don't go!"

Her eyes without focus, chest with the rapid breathing ups and downs, still not waiting for her reaction, what's wrong with the scene now, suddenly was a pair of powerful arms, and then she was put into a warm embrace, someone in her head excited way: "zhi'er, I finally wait for you."

Mingzhi body a stiff, slowly raised his head, unbelievable looking at the person in front of him, "brother Jin?"

When Jin Pingjiang heard this long lost address, his nose turned sour and his eyes turned red. He held it more tightly in his hands. "Well, it's me."

Mingzhi stretched out her hand and hesitated to touch him. It's a real entity. It can be touched, as well as the temperature!

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

Isn't he dead?

Without asking, Jin Pingjiang covered her mouth. She blinked. Jin Pingjiang said with a low smile, "the emperor has died. Now shao'er has become emperor. After he married his beloved girl, they are very happy. In the morning, he saw you and went back to Beijing. If you wake up, you will be very happy."

"Who am I now?"

Mingzhi seems to understand what, and some uncertain.

Jin Pingjiang loosened his hand, put his hands on her shoulders and said seriously, "you are Mingzhi. Empress Ming is dead. After that, you will be yourself."

This is the end of empress Fan Wai of Ming Dynasty. The next part is about the previous life of the prince.