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Five Years After My Death, the Mad Emperor Still Summons My Spirit

Shi Shan Yue
In her past life, Ming Lingyi married Li Yun in accordance with her parents' wishes. In the eyes of the world, she and Li Yun were considered childhood sweethearts. Many people envied her good fortune, for she had become Li Yun's wife even before the Li family founded the state. Not long after the founding of the Dayan Dynasty, in the first year of Jing'an, she became the noble and esteemed Empress. But in the second year of Jing'an, after giving birth to a prince, the Empress fell into a coma for two days before passing away. When Ming Lingyi awoke again, she discovered she had become Ming Yao, the daughter of a merchant. Great men have always been prone to faithlessness; she could no longer hold any affection for the cold-hearted man in the palace, but she unexpectedly heard a rumor circulating among the people— Empress Hui Ming had been deceased for five years, but Emperor Jing'an had never allowed the people to speak of the Empress's passing. There were even whispers that the Empress's body was never interred in the Imperial Mausoleum, but was instead placed by Emperor Jing'an on a Kunshan Cold Jade Bed in the palace, where he used his blood for soul summoning. Ming Lingyi: "???" Was this the Li Yun she knew? Later on, when a noble guest in a black cloak entered her small shop, Ming Lingyi was caught off guard as she met a pair of eyes that had suddenly turned crimson. "Yuan Niang…" A low murmur, as if afraid to startle her, fell lingeringly into her ear.
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