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

The murderer of Marquis Chengyang was Wei Zheng.

He did not deny it. Even when the arresting officers and soldiers went to his private residence, he was still enjoying the flowers and scenery in the garden on a spring day.

Wei Zheng was imprisoned.

Ning Rongzhang held his forehead in the palace, unable to understand. If Wei Zheng hated Marquis Chengyang, he had a hundred ways to kill Marquis Chengyang. Why would he take such a big risk and take everything on himself?

Ah San knocked on the door and came in. Seeing that the food on the table had not been touched, he bowed and said, "Master, the Dali Temple has already made arrangements according to your instructions. However, the voices of the noble families are very loud now. Even if Master Wei has a reason, he will have to be locked up in the prison for a while..."

Ning Rongzhang frowned slightly.

Ah San was startled, thinking that his master didn't want Wei Zheng to suffer, and hurriedly said, "I have sent someone to inform him. Master Wei is in prison, and he won't be wronged except that he can't come out..."

The man on the seat sighed and frowned slightly. What he was worried about was not whether Wei Zheng would suffer, but that the list of candidates for the palace examination had been released, and Wei Zheng was the runner-up.

The imperial examination had been re-established a few years ago, and everyone in the Dali Dynasty had been keeping an eye on this year's examination. If Wei Zheng had not been famous, it would have been fine if he had failed. However, he still took part in the palace examination and was ranked second on the list.

I'm afraid that now all eyes in Shangjing City are on me and Wei Zheng.

Who wouldn't want to point out the Regent's mistakes?

The noble families even made a series of memorials, saying that a man like Wei Zheng who killed his father and mother could never be a role model for the students of the Dali Dynasty. In their words, Wei Zheng could never become the runner-up.

Ning Rongzhang could only keep the list of candidates for the palace examination and wait for an explanation from the Dali Temple.

He Hui went to the prison as usual today. She walked over alone, carrying a bamboo basket on her arm and wearing a thin spring dress. When the jailer at the gate saw her, he checked the bamboo basket in her hand as if following a procedure, then waved his hand and let her in.

"It's really strange, how could a young master from a noble family go to such an extreme?"

The woman put her bamboo basket in order and stepped aside to make way. She turned her head and spoke to the jailer on duty beside her. Another person continued, "That's true, but I don't think Master Wei is the vicious person they say he is."

He Hui paused and turned around and asked, "Are you talking about Young Master Wei Zheng from Shangjing City?"

The two men had no reservations about what to say to He Hui. Moreover, the fact that Wei Zheng murdered his father and mother was no longer a secret in the capital.

He nodded and said, "A few days ago, when I followed the officials from the Dali Temple to the private residence to arrest someone, Master Wei was not in a hurry. He just said a few words to the servants in the mansion and followed us... I think there may be some hidden story behind this."

He had never seen such an obedient prisoner in his life.

If it were a commoner, he would certainly curse loudly, if it was a vicious criminal, he would risk his life to fight you. If it was a high-ranking official who was imprisoned, he would certainly plead guilty in tears in front of his ancestors, and then curse the current king for being incompetent and unjust, and not knowing loyalty from treachery.

But this was the first time he had seen someone as calm and obedient as Wei Zheng.

He Hui frowned slightly and said, "What a coincidence. I used to have some friendship with Master Wei. I wonder if I can visit him in prison now?"

The two jailers were stunned. The officials from the Dali Temple had specifically instructed when they locked the man up that Master Wei could do whatever he wanted except that he was not allowed to come out.

One of the jailers knew that He Hui had been rich before, and that she was someone that the higher-ups had specifically asked him to take care of, so he nodded and said, "Of course you can. I'm afraid you don't know where Master Wei is imprisoned, so I'll show you the way."

He Hui nodded gratefully.

After entering the prison, He Hui followed the jailer to the cell where Wei Zheng was imprisoned.

Although the conditions are the best, there is no good environment in the prison. I am afraid that the best cell is not as good as the poor people's room.

Sure enough, when I turned around, I saw bright lights projected from the small windows on the wall on the dark and narrow path, mixed with messy dust floating in the air.

Wei Zheng was leaning against the wall, his small earthen bed covered with a layer of hay and one or two thin quilts. He looked listless with his head hung.

After the jailer took the man away, he tactfully withdrew.

"Master Wei..." He Hui squatted down and saw his slightly pale face.

The man seemed to be surprised, and looked at her with his peach blossom eyes. After a long while, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He raised his head and wiped his face, "Miss He..."

After staring at each other for a long time without saying anything, He Hui did not ask what happened. She just took out half of the food from the bamboo basket. "I just heard the jailer talking about you. I thought I heard it wrong..."

Wei Zheng also smiled, as if they were chatting casually in the private residence like before, "Didn't you come here just to see me?" He looked at the half-empty food in the bamboo basket, and for the first time since he went to prison, he felt melancholy in his heart.

"The rest are for brother." He Hui lowered her eyes, covered the bamboo basket, and said comfortingly, "But when I come to see brother in the future, I will naturally come to see you as well. You have a lot of inconveniences in this prison. If there is anything missing, just tell me."

Wei Zheng smiled, "Then thank you Miss He..." After saying that, he frowned and thought for a long time. He looked up at the small window on the wall and said, "It's March now, and it's a good time to hold a spring banquet in Shangjing City. I guess the flowers outside are in full bloom. It's a pity that I can only look at some grass and soil here. It's very boring. Miss, if you come next time, remember to bring me some bright flowers."

He Hui was stunned for a moment, then nodded. Which prisoner in prison doesn't want to eat better, dress better, and live better? Only Wei Zheng wanted flowers to decorate such a dark cell.

After saying a few words, He Hui walked to the other direction of the prison as usual. Her brother was imprisoned there.

The food in the bamboo basket was placed out, and half of the meat and vegetables were missing. He Wei tilted his head, leaning against the wall with a depressed look. When he heard the noise, he just glanced over and didn't make any other movements.

"Why is there so much less?"

He Hui's breath was choked, and she was afraid that her brother would see what was going on, so she said, "The family has a lot of money to spend, I... I will make it up to you next time."

He Wei snorted coldly, "It's a pity that you still know that you are from the He family. Since you chose to follow Prince Changyou and his men, why haven't you followed them to enjoy the good life now?"