After rebirth, I rejected the Regent, but he pursued me instead

A month later, Song Qi Yan gradually recovered and moved into Kunning Palace with Jiang Wanyu.

At this time, Wei Qingyue's face was pale. She was smiling on the surface, but her eyes were just staring blankly at Prince Song Shian who was running around in the garden.

"Mother, what do you think of this puppet I made? Isn't it great?"

Seven-year-old Song Shian handed an exquisite puppet in his hand to Wei Qingyue, his eyes longing for approval, but what he got was Wei Qingyue's cold face and slapping the puppet in his hand.

"Shi An, can you please put the time you spend on these things into government affairs? Your brother, when he was your age, already knew how to ride a horse and shoot arrows, showing his talent. What about you? All you do every day is work on these carpenters. There are so many carpenters in the world, who needs you to get involved? As the future crown prince, you should do things that others cannot do, plan and strategize, and take charge of all the power. Only in this way can the dynasty become more prosperous."

Wei Qingyue felt even more depressed when she saw Song Shian's useless appearance.

She naturally knew that Song Shi'an was not in the court and his talent was far inferior to that of the Second Prince and Song Qiyan, but he was supposed to be the future crown prince, and he should not remain so mediocre.

Moreover, if one day, she is not by his side, how can he protect himself?

Wei Qingyue just shook her head. She couldn't express the pain in her heart, but as a mother, she could do nothing about it.

"But mother, if I do something that is impossible in the world, what about me? I won't be able to do what I like..."

Song Shian's hands were trembling slightly, as if he had gathered up enough courage in his heart before he dared to speak out aggrievedly, "You have always asked me to study poetry and books, ride horses and shoot arrows, and be proficient in everything. I have tried my best, but it seems that you only care about the results and not my feelings. It seems that in your eyes, I am just an Adou who can never be corrected. But... I really can't be what my mother wants..."

For a moment, Wei Qingyue's heart suddenly moved and her nose felt sore, as if she knew she had overlooked something, but she still stopped her tears.

If he were an ordinary boy, he could certainly enjoy everything he had, including the glory brought by his talents.

But he is the future crown prince, so he should give up everything, even himself...

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong! How dare you talk back!"

Wei Qingyue gritted her teeth and said with a cold look in her eyes, "Shi An, if you are so weak, you can't even protect yourself, how can you protect the world! You are the future crown prince, you know, you should take responsibility for all this."

"But I don't want to be a crown prince..."

Tears rolled in Song Shian's eyes, and he felt wronged, but unexpectedly he was slapped hard by Wei Qingyue.

"How can you say such depressing words! Do you know how much your mother has sacrificed for you? You can't just choose to be the crown prince if you don't want to! Someone, take the prince away and put him in solitary confinement until he has reflected enough!"

Wei Qingyue finally broke down completely when Song Shian was about to degenerate. Her red palms kept shaking, and she watched with resignation as her own son was dragged away crying and screaming.

Shi An, one day you will understand everything your mother has done.

She pursed her lips, put her trembling hands under her sleeves, straightened the crown on her head, and walked towards the main hall of Kunning Palace with dignified and majestic steps, as if nothing had happened.

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Inside the hall, Jiang Wanyu and Song Qiyan were sitting on both sides waiting, with Ye Xianzhou standing next to them. The idle people outside had already been dismissed by Song Qiyan, and now they could only wait for the arrival of the mastermind behind the scenes.

Not long after, Wei Qingyue stepped away.

Jiang Wanyu and Song Qiyan did not kneel, and Wei Qingyue did not mention it either. She just glanced at the jade token in Song Qiyan's hand.

Everything seemed to be as expected, but it also shocked her heart, and an unbearable sour feeling surged into her heart from time to time - the owner of the jade token was Wu Zhengda.

As early as a month ago, when she had not yet received Wu Zhengda's message, she already knew everything.

If he succeeded, he would not have been able to hide it from her, so his silent disappearance proved it all.

He failed, and she would never meet him again...

Thinking of this, Wei Qingyue chuckled, as if complaining about the unfairness of fate, and also as if mocking her own incompetence.

Thinking back to that day, Wu Zhengda braved the wind and rain to break into her palace and told him that he had a way to drag Song Qiyan into the water.

Hearing this, she felt a shock in her heart, and a sense of uneasiness emerged.

She knew that Song Qi Yan was no simple man, otherwise, he would have been destroyed by the ministers in the court or the He family in the past twenty years.

Instead, he didn't, and seemed to grow even stronger.

So how could Wu Zhengda defeat Song Qiyan alone? She seemed to know it, but she also seemed to have hope.

So she finally made up her mind and pushed Wu Zhengda into the abyss herself - with her help, she quietly sent Wu Zhengda and others out of the palace.

Now that the jade token has fallen, we have come to the same end. Zixiao, do you regret following me for so many years and dying for me?

Wei Qingyue shed tears.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

"Queen, you secretly plotted to murder the Emperor. Do you know your crime?"

Ye Xianzhou took out a packet of poison from his sleeve. This was the drug that killed Song Chengzhong that he had found according to Song Qiyan's request. He handed it to Wei Qingyue.

"I plead guilty."

Wei Qingyue did not refute. Her expression was calm and there was no trace of emotion, as if she had already made up her mind.

"Then you colluded with Wu Zhengda, secretly mobilized troops, and persecuted Song Qiyan. Do you know your crime?"

Jiang Wanyu's eyes fell on Wei Qingyue's exquisite phoenix hairpin.

She recognized the hairpin. It was the one that Wu Zhengda gave to the queen when she accidentally saw it when she was delivering a secret letter to Ye Xianzhou on behalf of Song Qiyan.

That day, Wu Zhengda pretended to be presenting a gift for someone else and handed an exquisite hairpin to Wei Qingyue. Everything seemed ordinary.

But his eager eyes betrayed him and made Jiang Wanyu suspicious. She then secretly sent Song Yunfu, who posed no threat in the palace, to monitor the situation and discovered something.

Now that she thought about it, she had never seen Wei Qingyue wearing that hairpin. Now that she was wearing it, she must have already made up her mind to give up everything.

"I plead guilty."

Wei Qingyue was still repeating the plain words, but when Song Qiyan asked about Jiang Xuening, she paused.

"Then do you admit your guilt for murdering my mother?"

Song Qi Yan looked at Wei Qingyue viciously. In the past twenty years, she and the prince had been the ones who treated him most normally. He didn't expect that it was this normality that made him let his guard down. He thought she was the one who was most indifferent and the one who hid the most.

"Why do you want to kill me? I remember that my mother has never done anything to let you down. Whether it's her love or fame, my mother has never fought with you."

"She certainly never fought for it, but her appearance took away everything? How can I not hate her?!"

Wei Qingyue's eyes were filled with deep hatred. She could admit everything except this one thing. Even until the last moment, she never regretted killing that woman.

She was indeed innocent, but what about her? Was she willing to watch everything being taken away from her?

"Song Qiyan, I will admit everything and fulfill your wish to help you take the throne, but I only ask one thing of you, let the innocent people go."

Wei Qingyue handed the imperial edict in her hand to Song Qiyan, then took out a poisoned wine from her sleeve and drank it all in one gulp. She died of the poison shortly afterwards.

Everyone was speechless. They didn't expect that she had done so many things but let go so quickly.

Song Qiyan slowly unfolded the imperial edict and realized it was a request to depose the empress. There was also a note inside, which read, "I, Wei Qingyue, have no other requests, I only ask you to let Shi An go."