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

"Now you go to jail more frequently. He Hui, do you still have me as your brother?"

"I...I said it that day that the outcome is already decided. Even if my brother fights to the end, he can't change the final result. In that case, why not surrender and save your life..." His voice got smaller and smaller, and it was almost hard to hear at last.

He Wei suddenly knocked over the food in front of him and said viciously, "You also know this?! Look at what I have become now?! Imprisoned in this dark place, I can neither live happily nor die cleanly! He Hui, all this is due to you! You woman, it's all your fault!"

He Wei cursed coldly, and the wine and food in front of him spilled all over the floor. When he was at Chengcheng's gate, he shouldn't have cared about her life or death. Maybe she could still have a chance of survival.

It's better than being locked up here like a living dead.

He Hui's eyes were hot, and she rubbed her sleeves in a bewildered manner, trying hard to hold back her tears and said, "Since my brother doesn't want to be here, he can't admit his mistakes like the regent and give up the plan to rescue the old master..."

Before she could finish, He Wei started screaming. Fortunately, there was an iron railing between the two of them, otherwise, He Huizhen felt that she would be strangled to death by the screaming man in front of her the next moment.

"What are you admitting?! Do you want me to go back to the days when I was farming in the fields and couldn't earn much money all year round?!"

He roared at the top of his lungs, scaring He Hui so much that she took several steps back.

The noise here was quite loud, attracting the jailer who was patrolling nearby. The jailer who had just brought He Hui in quickly stepped forward and whipped the iron railing, causing a crisp sound.

"What are you screaming for? Stay still!" The jailer pulled He Hui away, and there was no sound in the cell.

"Miss He, I'm so sorry, I didn't hurt you..."

He Hui shook her head and forced a smile, "Thank you so much today... My brother is not like this usually..." She took out the small purse from her body and stuffed it into the jailer's pocket, "I hope you can take care of me..."

The jailer didn't take it. He took the small purse and returned it, saying, "Don't worry, young lady. For a criminal like He Wei, we will never abuse private punishment without the permission of the higher-ups... As for the silver, you should keep it."

The money in the small purse was not much, but for He Hui, a girl, to send some wine, meat and meals every three to five days, to take care of her parents and save money, it was already very difficult.

After sending He Hui away, the jailer shook his head and continued patrolling. Then he heard a somewhat unfamiliar voice calling him.

Master Wei was given preferential treatment, but he had never spoken in the cell.

"Sir, I heard some noise over there just now. What's going on?"

Wei Zheng was leaning against the wall as usual, chatting with the jailer as if he was going to gossip.

The jailer was a little horrified. It was the first time that Young Master Wei spoke after being locked up in prison for a few days. He had seemed to have no interest in anything before, which frightened them into thinking that Young Master Wei was planning to commit suicide in prison. They had to circle around his cell a few more times during their daily patrols.

They were afraid that this man would die in prison, and then they would all be held responsible.

Hearing this, he bowed and said, "The one imprisoned over there is... the criminal He Wei. Just now Miss He came over to deliver some food, and for some reason they started arguing. He Wei ate the wine and meat that Miss He brought, and even accused Miss He of being a girl and not understanding big things."

Wei Zheng chewed his dry food, swallowed it with a little grumble, said "Oh" meaningfully, and then asked, "How often does Miss He come?"

The jailer thought for a moment and said, "He is quite diligent. He has come seven or eight times in half a decade."

After thanking the jailer, Wei Zheng calculated in his mind that he had come seven or eight times in half a decade, which meant that he could see his wife every two or three days. He felt as excited as if a dead tree had come back to life, and he felt vaguely happy.

The Spring Banquet after the palace examination was held as scheduled.

Inside the imperial palace, in addition to the aristocratic families of ministers and the families of ladies, there are also the Jinshi who have passed the imperial examinations and entered officialdom this year. Although the specific names have not been posted publicly, some people have already vaguely guessed a thing or two.

The Regent was waiting, and everyone knew what he was waiting for.

It would be a bad idea to post the rankings of the palace examination while the runner-up of this year's Dali Dynasty is in prison.

Ji Mengshu originally didn't like such occasions, but maybe because she was a little sleepy recently, she seemed to be able to make up for all the sleep she had endured before. After a whole day, she actually slept better than Li Nu.

Wan Rong held the cat slave on his knees and laughed at her for a long time.

After she had carefully dressed up, the Ji family's carriage pulled people over. Wan Rong followed behind her, feeling a little uncomfortable.

From a human perspective, if a woman like her, who had been sent back home from the palace, were to show up in the imperial palace again, it would remind people of the emperor of the previous dynasty, wouldn't that be unlucky?

Frowning slightly, Wan Rong grabbed her arm and said, "Now that the noble families are here, would it be bad if I show up rashly like this?"

"What does Sister Wan mean?" Ji Mengshu patted the back of her hand and said, "The regent has not yet taken office, and at least half of the guests at the palace banquet are from the aristocratic families of the previous dynasty. Besides, Sister Wan is now a good girl, so why can't she meet people? In my opinion, she should meet them openly and let them see that Sister Wan is living a good life now."

When people talk to each other, they are based on their own situations, so no one can really empathize with others.

Wan Rong pursed her lips and smiled, her expression a little complicated. What she said was certainly not wrong, but this was Shangjing, the imperial palace, a place where rumors were rampant. If someone recognized her past identity and followed the clues to find out that she was now living in the Ji Mansion, it would not only cause trouble for herself, but also for the Ji family.

And she helped her a lot. Wan Rong was just struggling over whether or not to pretend not to know Ji Mengshu well, when someone grabbed her arm and took her straight into the palace.

Wan Rong was timid, and when she didn't want to do something, Ji Mengshu wanted to give her courage and call all the people in the capital to see that even without the support of the royal family, they were still women who could grow up freely.

When Ji Mengshu suddenly appeared at the Spring Banquet, many noble ladies who used to be familiar with him were a little surprised. After all, the Ji family now relies entirely on the young and promising General Ji to support it.

It is rumored that Ji Mengshu had an affair with the regent of the current dynasty. Regardless of whether it is true or not, it is always a good idea to test it out first.

Several girls who were on good terms exchanged glances with each other, their skirts lifted up like flowers, and in the blink of an eye they were in front of Ji Mengshu.