The abandoned queen is reborn: she makes the prince cry and seizes the throne!

Later, when Prince Wu attempted to usurp the throne, it was rumored that Miss Ji had a very close relationship with Prince Changyou, but it was unknown how close they were.

It is no exaggeration to say that they are a couple all day long.

First there was Ning Huaixuan and then there was Prince Changyou. Now no one in the capital dared to approach the fifth young lady of the Ji family.

Jiang's mother is overwhelmed. Her son is far away in the frontier, and her own daughter is a free-spirited person.

Ji Mengshu was burning incense in Fulanxuan while listening to Qingzhu's chattering, "Oh, Miss, why aren't you in a hurry at all..."

Ji Mengshu shook her head, and the hairpin with tassel pendant in her hair swayed gently. "My father has retired, and there is nothing much to stay in Kyoto. Why don't we leave?" The girl had thin eyelids, and her fair skin made her look even more frivolous and lively.

"You absolutely cannot do that, young lady!" Qingzhu hurriedly grabbed her arm, "The young master is still in the border county, how can we leave?"

Ji Mengshu was filled with deep hatred, so what should he do? "My brother is now old enough to start a new family, it's time for him to start his own family..."

Oh my, the girl doesn’t want to stay in Kyoto anymore.

Jiang's mother originally wanted to find a family of equal status in Kyoto, but now she insisted on going back.

As dusk fell, a servant from the Ji Mansion handed in a letter, saying that it was from the Empress in the palace.

At this time, is there still a queen in the palace? Even the emperor in the palace probably can't send a letter out.

Ji Mengshu opened the letter and saw the delicate calligraphy of a woman with flowers in her hairpin. She said, "Hmm...it's Lady Wan."

Hongye came closer, glanced at the letter, and asked, "Miss, what did Lady Wan say?"

"The palace is quiet, so I am specially invited to meet you tomorrow."

Jiang's mother didn't want Ji Mengshu to go to the palace, but since it was a concubine in the harem who invited her, refusing would make the Ji family look heartless. Before getting on the carriage, Ji Mengshu repeatedly advised, "Don't worry, mother. I'll be back soon."

Facing the slowly rising red sun, the carriage was moving towards the palace gate. Ji Mengshu rested his head on the cushion in the carriage, covered his mouth with his sleeves, and yawned deeply.

After a short rest, I could dream about my past life, whether it was obedience, unwillingness, or helplessness...

Several mixed emotions lingered around her brows, making her eyes unclear.

The dream was dark and filthy, with beads of sweat oozing from my forehead. My thin clothes were soaked by the sweat and stuck to my back. Suddenly, a ray of sunlight suddenly overturned the clouds in the dream, leaving fish-scale-like marks in the darkness.

"Girl! Girl!"

Ji Mengshu was pushed awake and stood up suddenly, breathing heavily. He looked at Hongye with unfocused eyes. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse, "What's wrong? What's wrong with me?"

Hongye put his hand on her forehead and said, "Miss, maybe you caught a cold because you wanted to stay cool yesterday?"

A splitting headache.

After carefully wiping the sweat off his body with a silk handkerchief, the guard at the palace gate watched the carriage stop for a long time before a young lady came out from it, and then he hurriedly opened the palace gate.

Wan Rong had been waiting in the pavilion near the palace gate, and the maids beside her were holding the newly developed pastries in the palace.

"My lady, that is Miss Ji..."

Wan Rong looked in the direction where he saw three graceful ladies walking towards him in the garden where flowers were in full bloom. The one in the front seemed to be wearing a butterfly hairpin, while the others were not dressed up either. From this perspective, they looked very lively and smart.

"Ji's younger sister?"

Wan Rong went over to her and held her hand as soon as they met, his face full of joy, "I thought you weren't coming today..."

"How could that be?" Ji Mengshu held the other person's hand, "Let's not talk about anything else. Sister Wan invited me to come, how dare I not come?"

"You little girl... you are always saying nice things to please me..." Wan Rong pinched her face, which was delicate and smooth, and felt very good. "Try the freshly made pastries in the kitchen today, they are still hot."

The maid opened the box and found all kinds of pastries inside. She just took a bite and her mouth was filled with delicious taste.

"I heard that you are leaving Kyoto?"

Ji Mengshu was surprised. How could Wan Rong know such a trivial matter? Wan Rong looked at her and said, "Sister, you are getting older. You will hide things from me... I am naturally not as free as you in the palace. You can go wherever you want..."

Wan Rong's last tone was somewhat lonely. He looked at the flying birds in the sky and finally could only sigh, "If I could get out too..."

That's it.

"Sister, don't you like the palace?"

Wan Rong chuckled, "You don't know the reason. I am a noble who comes to the palace on a regular basis, and I am dispensable in the harem. You also know that when Prince Wu rebelled, he put the Empress Dowager and His Majesty under house arrest... The concubines in our harem were also placed under house arrest in the palace, left to fend for themselves."

Wan Rong's eyes turned softly, "Later... although Prince Changyou became the regent, His Majesty is still under house arrest." His voice suddenly lowered a few degrees, "The monthly allowance in the palace is still there as usual, but given the current situation, I don't know when there will be a palace coup. If so, won't all the concubines in our harem be buried with him?"

Ji Mengshu suddenly opened his eyes wide and said, "No, he is not such a cruel person."

"You mean... the Regent?"

"Of course." Ji Mengshu twisted her slender white fingers, but the Dali Dynasty had its own rules. When the emperor died, those concubines who had no children had to be buried here with him. Even if Ning Huaixuan didn't die, the concubines in the harem would have spent the rest of their lives in seclusion.

She seemed unable to guarantee that Ning Rongzhang would treat these people well.

Compared with the country and the people, the concubines in the harem don't seem to be that important.

Wan Rong's eyes were filled with tears. "Sister Ji, I won't beat around the bush today. I came to you today because I heard that you have a close relationship with the Regent. I wonder if you can ask for mercy for the sisters in the harem?"

Ji Mengshu's hands, which were twisting the pastry, involuntarily exerted a little force, and the pastry in her hand broke into pieces.

"Don't worry, Sister Wan, I'll take care of this matter." Ji Mengshu opened her mouth. To be honest, she herself was unsure. Ning Rongzhang might not give her this face.

The two talked for a long time before Ji Mengshu said goodbye. He thought about this matter again and again. According to common sense, all matters concerning the concubines in the palace should be managed by the Queen Mother, or at least the Queen.

But now that the harem is without a master, I am afraid I cannot take the initiative to ask for mercy for the concubines.

This means she has to ask the Regent for help.

The carriage kept turning around and circled in front of the regent's door for who knows how many times. Even the guards standing outside the palace couldn't stand it anymore. This was the Ji Mansion's carriage, and they all recognized it.

"Miss, it's hot outside, why don't you go inside and have some tea?"

The carriage stopped on one side. After a long while, a maid came out reluctantly. Qingzhu walked forward and chuckled.