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    As soon as the scene changed, Zhong Zhonghua came from the door again, passing straight through Qiqi’s body, as if she was really just a ghost. He couldn’t see her, couldn’t hear her, and naturally couldn’t touch her.

    Following closely were ministers who risked their lives to remonstrate.

    Perhaps he was persuading Zhong Zhonghua to establish an empress as soon as possible. Zhong Zhonghua threw the book in anger and asked the trembling civil servant with a murderous look: “As Zhao Aiqing sees it, who should I establish as empress now?”

    The civil servant thought that His Majesty would finally hear the advice, so he hurriedly mentioned that several of their family backgrounds were among the first-class women in the city, including Miss Su from the General’s Mansion.Hearing this, Zhong Zhonghua suddenly stopped being angry, but had a deep smile on his face with unclear meaning.

    He suddenly compromised and said, “Okay, I will make Miss Su from the General’s Mansion my queen.”

    After that, Su Lianxue’s identity and what she had done to Qi Qi were also exposed. Zhong Zhonghua said that he wanted to make the lady of the General’s Mansion his queen, and Qi Qi was the lady of the General’s Mansion…

    After that, news came that Zhong Zhonghua was going to appoint a dead person as his queen.

    Qi Qi was like a bystander, watching this excerpt and feeling that Zhong Zhonghua was crazy.

    Not only Qiqi felt this way, but also the civil and military officials. They felt that a lunatic who talked to dead people and slept with dead people could not be the leader of a country, and would even ruin the destiny of the country.

    Qiqi saw that someone went to Zhong Ming privately, hoping that he could come out to take charge of the overall situation. Qiqi also saw that her parents, who looked much older than after their rebirth, came to Zhong Zhong Hua, always caring about the courtesy of a monarch and a minister, and begging him to let his daughter rest in peace.

    Qiqi vaguely heard someone next to her saying that Su Lianxue was still sentenced to Lingchi, but it was not executed in one day, but the flesh was cut off from the body day by day. However, she could neither survive nor die…

    At the end, there was an orange light in front of Qi Qi’s eyes. When she looked closely, she realized that it was the light of fire reaching into the sky.

    It’s Qiwu Palace, Qiwu Palace is on fire…

    Presumably this was done intentionally by Zhong Ming.

    Qiqi stood in the firelight, not feeling hot, but just watching Zhonghua Hua’s almost crazy cry, the nine crowns on his head also fell to the ground, and his black hair was scattered. If no one stopped him, he would have rushed into the sea of ​​fire…

    The smoke was getting thicker and thicker, and just when Qi Qi was about to lose sight of Zhong Hua, she saw him fall to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then seemed to faint…

    Qiqi woke up leisurely and found that he was still in the Zen room, with green smoke curling in front of his eyes.

    She stretched out her hand and pinched the back of her hand. It hurt, not a dream. Then a maid came up and handed her a cup of tea: “Miss, did you fall asleep just now?”

    “Maybe…” Qiqi felt a little sad in her heart. Illusion and reality were intertwined. She didn’t know whether she was Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou.

    When going to find Su’s mother, Qiqi met the legendary enlightened monk, Master Kongwen, under a bodhi tree.

    Master Kongwen’s eyes were compassionate, he clasped his hands together, and said an epithet to her: “One thought is destined, one thought is kalpa, floating life is destined kalpa, one thought is birth and death.”

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