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

The latter took a look without moving, took a few steps forward, picked up the one parked under the porch, and walked away.

The servant behind him looked puzzled. He looked at the umbrella in his hand and muttered, "Aren't they all the same?"

The spring rain was heavy, falling on the porch tiles and dripping into the large lotus vat in the yard, creating fine and dense ripples.

He Hui had just come out of prison. As soon as she took out the empty tray, she suddenly realized that it was raining outside.

Come to think of it, there should be a few spring rains in spring.

If I had known this, I should have prepared an umbrella in advance.

Several jailers in the prison had known her for a long time. He Wei, the former general, had been imprisoned twice, and the regent had shown mercy by sparing his life. Unexpectedly, he even granted He Huineng special permission to visit He Wei frequently.

The He family originated from a small family in the past, but by the time of Ning Huaixuan's reign, they had become the most powerful and influential family in the dynasty. The brother was a general and the sister was the queen. How many people envied them?

Unfortunately, a new emperor appoints new ministers. The He family has enjoyed its glory, and that is enough.

He Hui has now moved back to her previous house in Pingyuefang and lives with her parents. Without the title of General He Wei and the title of future queen, when she goes out, she is no different from an ordinary person in Kyoto.

Fortunately, He's parents see the situation clearly. Even though their lives are a little tight now, they have never complained about their daughter not living up to her expectations.

It was as if all their previous wealth and glory were just a dream.

He Hui was holding the empty wooden box, thinking about her brother's disheveled appearance just now, and a trace of sadness arose in her heart.

She huddled in a corner to avoid the rain, and the iron door behind her creaked open a crack. Someone poked his head out, and seeing that He Hui hadn't left yet, he came out with an oil-paper umbrella and handed it to her, "Miss He, it rains hard in spring, it would be bad if you get a cold."

The sudden kindness made her eyes a little sore, and she took the umbrella and thanked him.

A man and an umbrella walked quickly in the spring rain, and the iron gate behind them closed.

Deep in the palace, a secret letter was quietly delivered to Ning Rongzhang's hands, and then this person in the deep palace was awakened and left the palace late at night in the spring rain.

Someone on the road saw traces of blood on the gate of Chengyang Marquis' Mansion washed away by rain. When he pushed the door open, he saw two dead bodies lying inside the gate. He then quickly reported to the authorities.

What's more, so many servants saw Wei Zheng entering the house with a sword that day. Once this crime is pinned on him, it will be difficult to wash it off.

In the private residence, Wei Zheng sat on the ground, drunk.

He didn't even notice when the wind from the door blew the man's cold clothes in. Ning Rongzhang walked in and saw the man lying on the ground in a rude manner, with some wine jars scattered around him and in his arms.

He sighed softly, found an unopened jar of wine, picked it up, and said to the man, "It's boring to drink alone, why don't I drink with you?"

The drunk man opened his eyes and smiled a little frivolously, "A Zhang... I did something big today..."

"Killed the Marquis of Chengyang and his wife?"

Wei Zheng nodded, supported himself with both hands and sat up, "I finally avenged my mother..."

Ning Rongzhang frowned and said softly, "Congratulations."

The two of them drank by candlelight, and the atmosphere was just right. "In that case, why don't you go back to Toshiba?"

Wei Zheng sneered, "Dongzhi? You mean the King of Dongzhi? I...cough cough! Zhang, do you think I should call him uncle? Or father?"

Ning Rongzhang thought for a long time and took a sip of cold wine. "You say he is your uncle, but you have nothing to do with Chengyang Hou. You say he is your father... but he doesn't care about you and your son..."

At that time, Madam Wen fled to Kyoto while pregnant. King Dongzhi did not know about Wei Zheng's existence. After many years, King Dongzhi waited for the news of his beloved's death.

More than 20 years later, he finally knew that he and Wen Li had a child, but what could he do? His mother's bones had long since turned to ashes. Her mother had never forgiven that man, and neither would he.

"If my mother didn't have him in her heart, why did she give birth to me..." Wei Zheng murmured to himself. Unfortunately, no one could answer his question.

The two of them froze in the cold dormitory all night. After a hangover, Ning Rongzhang crawled up from the floor with sore waist and legs, his voice was hoarse and his head was dizzy.

Ah San stood outside the door and knocked, "Prince? Are you awake?"

"Come in." Ning Rongzhang loosened the wrist guard on his wrist and saw that his clothes had become a little wrinkled after a night.

Ah San pushed the door open and saw Wei Zheng lying on the floor, and his master who had just gotten up. After helping Wei Zheng onto the bed, he bowed and said, "Master, someone has already impeached Master Wei for the death of Marquis Chengyang... Master, let's go back quickly."

When Wei Zheng killed people, he did not care whether he was seen by anyone or not, and even the scene was not cleaned up, so the sword became the evidence of Wei Zheng's murder.

Ning Rongzhang changed his clothes and went out, saying, "Call the Dali Temple official."

The court was obviously a bit chaotic today. If Wei Zheng's murder was compared with the previous power grabs and usurpations, it would not be considered a big deal. But now that the court was gradually stabilizing, those clean officials who had nothing to do and had nothing to do would file an impeachment petition to show their presence.

Ning Rongzhang returned to the palace without stopping. He saw two thick, wrinkled piles of memorials on the table. He called Ah San and said, "Separate these memorials and see which officials impeached Wei Zheng for murder. If there are other things reported, separate them."

He is good at reviewing memorials and good at killing people with a sword.

Ah San said that it was really hard to work around the master.

Ning Rongzhang smelled the alcohol on his body and hurried to take a shower and change his clothes. Ah San looked up at the sky and buried his head in his desk again.

By the time Ning Rongzhang finished bathing, all the memorials had been reviewed.

"Master, these are the people who impeached Master Wei. Most of them are from aristocratic families, and there are also some clean people."

Chang Fingers flipped through the list of names in the memorials. The Li and Qin families were not the kind of people who would surrender without a fight.

"Has the Dali Temple Minister arrived?"

"I'm already waiting outside the palace."

The aristocratic family might know the news that Wei Zheng and Ning Rongzhang have a close personal relationship. What's more, Wei Zheng is also a Jinshi this year. If they allow such a person to enter the court as an official, Ning Rongzhang will be even more powerful. Wouldn't that be cutting off their family's retreat?

Furthermore, as long as Wei Zheng falls, there will naturally be someone from their family to replace him. At worst, it will be a good opportunity to challenge the Regent.

The death of the Marquis of Chengyang and his wife was actually caused by Wei Zheng. Although the two men severed their father-son relationship, after all, broken bones still connected tendons, and the rumor of patricide gradually spread in Kyoto.