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

King Dongzhi nodded, "I guess so." Huo Er seemed to remember something and asked, "I heard that Marquis Chengyang died?"

Although this was a greeting, there was not much doubt in the tone. After all, the death of Marquis Chengyang and his wife was a hot topic in Kyoto.

"Yes, although Wei Zheng killed the Marquis of Chengyang, the Marquis of Chengyang and his wife killed Madam Wen first. I only asked Wei Zheng to go through the motions in prison."

"Thank you for considering him, Your Majesty." King Dongzhi bowed his hands as a token of thanks. A man over fifty has seen everything clearly. But the things that were not available to him at a young age still trapped him for most of his life. "Well, when this matter is clear, I will take him away from this place of trouble."

Ning Rongzhang didn't say anything. Wei Zheng had to make the decision on this matter himself.

After two or three sentences, King Dongzhi left the palace.

Ah San came out quietly and said, "Master, do you want me to send someone to follow you?"

After all, the Dali Dynasty did not have a king at that time, and it would be inappropriate for a vassal king to rashly enter the capital.

Unexpectedly, Ning Rongzhang shook his head and said, "Let him be."

There are people in Kyoto that he cares about.

There is a remote hilltop on the outskirts of the city. The scenery is very beautiful in spring. Standing on the hilltop, you can look down and see the prosperity of most of Kyoto, but you can't hear the hustle and bustle of the city. There are only the sounds of the breeze and the birds, animals, insects and plants in your ears.

King Dongzhi curled his lips and smiled, "He really picked a good place for his mother."

There was a grave behind him. The soil on top looked freshly turned and there were no weeds around it. It was obviously a new grave.

The words engraved on the tombstone above are: Tomb of Mrs. Wen, A Zheng’s biological mother.

After committing suicide as Marquis of Chengyang, Wei Zheng broke into the clan land of successive Marquis of Chengyang. Despite the opposition of the clan elders, he forcibly moved Madam Wen's tomb out of there. It took him a long time to choose this place with beautiful mountains and rivers.

Several servants were several feet away and did not come forward.

King Dongzhi stroked the tombstone and said to himself, "Ali, do you blame me for not visiting you for so long?"

His response was a gentle breeze.

King Dongzhi continued, "When mother insisted on marrying you to Kyoto, you refused to come and beg me... But you were already pregnant at that time, so why didn't you tell me? You married someone casually in Kyoto, but that person coveted your dowry and killed you for money. This is all my fault... I let you die at a young age, and our son is left without relatives and friends in Kyoto to take care of him."

"Don't worry, Wei Zheng is our child. In the future, he will inherit my title... Ah Li, I was young and impetuous at that time. I was sorry for you. When everything is settled, I will come to find you and apologize to you in person."

The butterfly fluttered and landed on the corner of his robe.

When he wanted to reach out and touch it, the butterfly flew away as if frightened.

King Dongzhi stayed on the top of the mountain for a long time, until dusk fell and the way down the mountain was almost invisible, King Dongzhi left with a few guards.

Dali Temple Prison

Several jailers looked at the man in front of them, holding the hilt of the sword on his waist with one hand, "What are you doing?!"

Someone in front shouted, "This is the King of Dongzhi. He wants to go in and see Master Wei."

When the jailer in front heard that it was Wei Zheng, he stepped aside and opened the door, just in time to see a girl coming out with a food box.

The jailer at the door greeted her familiarly. He Hui nodded. When she saw some important person in front of her, she turned sideways and left with her head down.

Wei Zheng was in the cell, happily thinking about what excuse he could find to ask He Hui to come and see him more often next time, when he heard the sound of many people moving around.

I've been here for so many days, but I've never heard such a loud noise. If it was a prison visit, only one or two people would be enough. Judging from the chaotic footsteps, there should be ten people.

Wei Zheng was thinking that maybe there was a result from the Dali Temple, so he would not have to stay in prison anymore. He was thinking about how to tell Miss He about this matter after he got out.

The chaotic footsteps stopped in front of his cell.

The jailer standing behind King Dongzhi looked at the "wounds" all over Master Wei's body and felt a chill in his heart, thinking that even jumping into the Yellow River would not be able to wash away these wounds.

King Toshiba cast a slightly serious gaze upon him, and naturally saw the "wounds" on his body.

Just as he was about to question the jailer, Wei Zheng asked, "What are you doing here?"

Look at the way they said it, it seems like the father and son are enemies.

King Dongzhi pondered for a long time before saying, "I heard that you killed the Marquis of Chengyang, so I came to see you."

Wei Zheng was full of indifference and leaned back. "If you don't avenge my mother, then the revenge for the murder of my mother will naturally fall on my son. You can see that I am now imprisoned. Are you satisfied?"

"What do you mean?"

King Dongzhi hesitated to speak because there were outsiders around him, but the jailer who led the way could see it, so he bowed and left.

"After all, you are my son. Is there any father who wants to see his son suffer?"

Wei Zheng sneered, and after a long while he raised his sharp eyes to look at him, "Father? What kind of father are you? Where were you when my mother was pregnant with me and gave birth to me? Where were you when my mother was plotted against by that villain, Chengyang Hou? Where were you when my mother was on the verge of death?!"

At such a young age, Wei Zheng was left alone by his mother in the cannibalistic Chengyang Marquis Mansion. Who knows how he managed to survive?

King Dongzhi remained silent.

After a long while, a slightly empty voice sounded again, "I went to Xiangshan on the outskirts of the city today. You picked a good place for your mother."

Wei Zheng's eyes were cold, and he almost gritted his teeth as he said, "Who allowed you to disturb my mother's peace?"

"Wei Zheng, even if you don't want to admit it, you should know that I am your biological father."

"Bah!" Wei Zheng looked up at him, his skinny body curled up on the dirt bed, like a small animal whose tail was stepped on, ready to attack. "I dared to kill Chengyang Hou to avenge my mother, and you are the culprit who harmed my mother. Do you think I dare not kill you?"

The father and son looked at each other for a long time.

"I'm sorry to your mother. If you need anything, just tell me."

Wei Zheng leaned back and said, "What I want is to never see you again in this life."

Back then, my mother had to flee Toshiba even when she was pregnant. If her spirit were still in heaven, she would definitely not want me to have anything to do with the King of Toshiba.

King Toshiba looked back silently and left without saying a word.

The people in Kyoto only needed to inquire a little to find out the superficial relationship between Wei Zheng and King Dongzhi. The Dali Temple finally made some progress and collected all the evidence.

Marquis Chengyang and his second wife Cheng Liu plotted to murder Madam Wen first, so their titles and official positions were taken away, and Wei Zheng was found not guilty.