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

"Hongye, tell Qingzhu to pack up. It's better not to stay in this inn."

"Why? Girl, it's hard to find a room in an inn these days."

Ji Mengshu got on the carriage and waited until he saw the carriage heading towards the Treasure Pavilion before he said, "Driver, I want to go to the front street to take a look. Why don't we go around from the front street?"

"okay."

It was precisely because it was so difficult to find a room. "Hongye, do you remember that when those Hu merchants came a few days ago, the Jinxiu Inn was clearly full. Those Hu merchants paid a lot of money to stay in several rooms, which shows that they are not short of money at all. Moreover, the Hu merchants who come and go here are very careful with their camels and horses, fearing that they can't transport goods, so they are very careful. For those goods that are temporarily staying outside, they also send people to guard them day and night..."

His eyes suddenly turned, and Hongye also understood a little, "What the girl said is... those Hu merchants don't seem to care about their camels and goods at all."

"There is murderous intent in their eyes, which is difficult to conceal even if they are mixed in with the Hu merchants' group." Ji Mengshu leaned slightly against the side of the carriage and guessed countless possibilities about their identities.

"Girl, we're at the Treasure Pavilion!"

I arrived at the Treasure Pavilion wrapped in cold air. The sleeve stove in my hand had long lost its temperature. The shopkeeper came to greet me when he saw me coming. "Hey, sir, the item you ordered has arrived. Please follow me upstairs."

The servant in the Treasure Pavilion walked in a square step and wore short clothes. It was obvious that he was good at martial arts.

The second floor is not as noisy as the first floor. In the quietness, you can smell the fragrance of golden osmanthus.

Following the person upstairs, a room opened from the inside, revealing a familiar face, "Asan?"

"Girl, the prince is waiting for you."

The shopkeeper left, and Ji Mengshu calmed down. He was indeed not dead. He followed the man into a large elegant room, which was separated by an eight-fold screen. He could vaguely see a person sitting behind the screen.

Ever since she heard the news of Ning Rongzhang's disappearance from the north, she thought that he would be like her brother, who disappeared for several days and would be considered dead in the eyes of the people.

In the end, no matter right or wrong, success or failure, they are all lost in the past.

Taking a deep breath, Ah San tactfully left. There were only two people in the entire elegant room, and the scent of golden osmanthus was faintly floating in the air.

Ji Mengshu had a lot of things in her heart that she wanted to ask him, asking him what happened in the first place and why he insisted on doing so and putting himself in danger.

Looking at the blurry outline of the person opposite, no matter how many words I said, it seemed that none of them mattered anymore, as long as he was alive.

The man was wrapped in a crimson purple robe with a black jade collar button. His black hair was tied together, and under his sword-like eyebrows were a pair of clear and distinct eyes.

At this moment, he looked up and saw her, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "You are here?"

It was as if he had expected her to come.

Ji Mengshu was speechless, but didn't know how to start. "You..."

The two voices overlapped, with a familiarity of recklessness. Finally, Ning Rongzhang chuckled and said, "You speak first."

"The emperor thought you were already dead, how dare you come to Western Xinjiang at this critical moment?"

Ning Rongzhang took a sip of tea slowly. In front of him was a chessboard. The black and white pieces were neither giving in to the other, but the black piece inadvertently revealed a flaw during the attack and defense.

"As the saying goes, the darkest place is under the lamp. The more he thinks that I am dead, the more I should stay in a place he least expects."

There is some truth in what he said.

The translucent chess pieces have a fine jade luster, with mottled light and shadows on them.

"sit."

He reached into his wide sleeves and pulled out a jade-colored sachet, pinching the edge with his long fingers and handing it to her.

"I am sorry for keeping it from you for so long."

The plain sachet looked a bit old. Ji Mengshu stroked it. The stitches on it were her handwriting. She gave it to her brother that year. Her eyes suddenly filled with tears, and she didn't dare to touch the answer easily.

"Do not worry."

"What should we do next?" Ji Mengshu pinched the sachet. She didn't know since when, she and Ning Rongzhang had become people in the same boat.

"The bait has been laid, Zhenzhou is right in front of us."

Ning Rongzhang was in control of everyone who came and went in the city, including how Wu Yanhe and his group sneaked into the Western Frontier and where they settled. He could even guess their purpose.

"Why is it Zhenzhou?"

Ning Rongzhang picked up a white chess piece, pondered it carefully for a moment, and settled it on a corner of the chessboard. "I fought against the Luanzhou tribe before, and found that their swords were exceptionally fine. But as far as I know, the Luanzhou tribe does not have so many fine iron mines. Coincidentally, after the war, His Majesty issued an order to close the trade route to the north. I guess that also cut off their iron ore trade."

Ji Mengshu's eyes widened, "You mean, someone in the Dali Dynasty was secretly selling iron ore?"

"It's possible." Looking at the situation on the chessboard, it was already in full swing. Ning Rongzhang added, "The shortest route will minimize the risk. Looking at the border of the Dali Dynasty, if it were me, I would also choose Zhenzhou."

"When will we leave?"

"Just wait and see what happens."

The white piece fell on the chessboard. Ji Mengshu took a quick glance and saw that the black pieces were already surrounding one corner.

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"Protector, the secret letter has arrived."

Wu Yanhe sent someone out to read the secret letter before burning it. Two or three subordinates came in to report the matter.

"Protector, there is no trace of that person in the entire Western Frontier. Maybe he is really dead."

Wu Yanhe smiled coldly, "He will die? No, no, no, he is such a smart man, how could he be killed by that stupid emperor of the Dali Dynasty? This is his territory, isn't it easy for him to hide himself?"

"What does the guardian mean?"

Wu Yanhe said, "No matter what his plan is, we must be careful and guard against it. The people of Dali are the most cunning."

"We'll set off tomorrow and go to Zhenzhou."

The camel chewed hay leisurely, and its two humps looked quite strong. Wu Yanhe's subordinates packed their luggage and observed the surroundings silently without saying a word.

From time to time, they exchanged a few words in Luanzhou dialect. When they set off, the window on the second floor opposite slowly closed, and finally they entered the Treasure Pavilion.

"Master, they have already set off."

"You already knew that the people from Luanzhou tribe were in Jinxiu Inn?"

"To be precise, they have been in my sight since they arrived in Western Xinjiang." Ning Rongzhang stood up and said, "Let's go and see how the fish will run."

The Luanzhou tribe is now in great internal turmoil, and the Great Khan is seriously ill and may pass away at any time. The position of the Great Khan has always been occupied by the most talented. To put it another way, since ancient times, whenever the Great Khan moved, the grassland would always be in turmoil and the most talented person would be chosen.

Even if it was the biological third prince, it would not be possible for him to succeed to the throne so smoothly.