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

"Come here, take them to the meeting hall!" Ning Rongzhang called the guards and ordered calmly, "Check all the lanterns in the palace again, and find the person who made the lanterns to see me!"

"Yes!"

The group was escorted to the meeting hall. The empty hall was still filled with the faint scent of ebony and agarwood, which was quite comforting in the middle of the night.

Ji Yuanzheng pulled Ji Mengshu to look from left to right and asked, "How is it? Are you scratched?"

Ji Mengshu shook his head and said, "I'm not close to the lamp, but Sister Wan is. When she sat down just now, the lamp was behind her." As he spoke, he looked at Wan Rong.

Wan Rong's face was pale at this time, her lips moved, and she was about to say that she was fine when a bean-sized bead of sweat rolled down her forehead. Ji Yuan quickly grabbed her arm, and at this time he didn't care about the strict precautions between men and women in the mountains.

She was wearing dark clothes today, and it was difficult to see clearly under the dim light. Ji Yuan was putting his hand on her back and heard a slight moan from her throat.

Sure enough, his palm was sticky, and Ji Yuanzheng took a look and found it was blood.

"Someone, come here, someone is injured. Go and call the imperial physician." After saying that, he picked up He Hui and went to the side hall.

There are many people in the main hall. If an ordinary man is injured, it would be fine to change the bandages, but if it is a woman, she needs to stay away from people.

Everyone was being guarded by the guards in the side hall. They were very confused and talked about it at once, "Could it be that the glass lamp was made crudely and that's why it exploded and hurt people?"

One of them said, "I guess not. The craftsmanship of the colored glaze cups from the Western Regions has been passed down to Kyoto for decades. How could it explode for no reason? To be honest, when the colored glaze cup shattered just now, I actually smelled a hint of sulfur in the air."

There are many different opinions.

...

Ah San wiped the powder on the ground with his fingers and frowned, "Master, it's sulfur."

Xiao Qi pushed the man over and said, "Master, this person is in charge of the palace banquet."

He was just a middle-aged eunuch. After seeing Ning Rongzhang, his legs softened and he knelt down, "Your Majesty, please spare my life - I am innocent -"

"Oh? Then why don't you tell me where you were wronged?" Ning Rongzhang sat on the black wood and vermilion lacquer chair, lowered his head and looked at the eunuch, as if waiting for a reasonable explanation.

"In reply to your Highness, although I am responsible for the purchase of items for the palace banquet, not all items will pass through my hands. As for who put sulfur in this glass cup... I don't know!"

Ning Rongzhang curled his lips slightly, stood up and looked down at him, raised his foot and placed it on his palm, crushing it hard.

The eunuch let out a shrill roar.

"I never told you that there was sulfur hidden in the glass cup. How did you know that?"

Ah San lifted the eunuch's collar and drew his sword to his neck, "Tell me! Who ordered you to do this?"

The eunuch's face froze, thinking that he had let the cat out of the bag, and was about to bite his tongue to commit suicide. Ah San saw it clearly, and before he could bite his tongue, he started to dislocate his jaw.

Things in the palace are always interconnected, so it is not difficult to find out a person's background.

But within an incense stick of time, Xiao Qi came back and whispered a few words in his ear. Ning Rongzhang's face turned cold, and he looked at the eunuch who had been tied up by Ah San, and whispered, "He is really a loyal dog."

The harem was heavily guarded, and candles were still burning inside the palace. The faint yellow candlelight shone through the windows, and one could see an old woman moving slowly.

The joy in the front hall seemed to have nothing to do with her.

Ning Rongzhang came over in the night, with Asan following behind him carrying the eunuch, and Xiaoqi accompanying them all the way. This place was already a deserted place.

Hearing the footsteps coming from the bluestone slab, the guard at the gate looked over and saw the face of a person who had appeared behind the shadow of the phoenix tree. He immediately knelt and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Has she made any unusual moves recently?"

The guard shook his head, "No."

Xiao Qi stepped forward and opened the palace door. Ning Rongzhang walked forward and saw the Empress Dowager sitting in front of the bronze mirror with disheveled hair.

Her face is no longer covered with rouge and powder. Now her face is full of wrinkles, just like her age.

The eunuch knelt on the ground and glanced at the Empress Dowager, his eyes full of tears. Unfortunately, his jaw was dislocated, so he could only speak vaguely, and no one could hear clearly, but his saliva was flowing all over the ground.

"Why did Your Majesty think of me today..."

Ning Rongzhang curled his lips, "This king has abolished your title, what kind of Aijia are you?"

The old woman chuckled for a long while, a half-moon shaped wooden comb still in her withered hand, her sparse white hair scattered down, like a ghost.

"I have called myself Aijia for half my life, why can't I use it now?"

Ning Rongzhang didn't want to waste time talking to her.

"This eunuch is your man, right?"

The Queen Mother glanced at the eunuch kneeling on the ground and said, "I am too old to remember things. There are so many people in the palace, how can I know them all?"

"Since you have the guts to kill me, you don't have the guts to admit it? Do you believe me when I make fun of the guy in the detention house?"

His light words made the old woman a little scared. The person held hostage in the house was Ning Huaixuan.

"Ning Rongzhang, he and you are cousins, how can you be so cruel?"

Ah San shouted coldly, "How dare you call the prince by just his name?!"

"Cousins?" Ning Rongzhang sneered, "We were born in an imperial family. Let alone cousins, we can be brothers. What's wrong with that? When you were plotting to harm me, didn't you think that if I were still alive, I would make fun of your precious grandson?"

The old woman stood up straight suddenly, holding a candle in one hand, and said with horror, "In this case, I will have no choice but to let you be buried with me!"

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Ji Yuanzheng took He Hui to the side hall. Ji Mengshu felt bored staying alone in the meeting hall, so he went out to look for her. He saw the guards leading the imperial physician to the side hall.

It’s been so long since the incident, but there’s still no sign of Ning Rongzhang.

Just now he pulled someone aside and asked, "Have you seen the Regent?"

The maid bowed her head and said, "The prince has gone to the Sushui Palace."

Sushui Palace, the palace where the deposed Queen Mother was imprisoned. Ji Mengshu followed the route he remembered from his previous life to find Sushui Palace, which had been abandoned for a long time.

The weeds in the cracks of the rocks were not taller than the knees. Ji Mengshu walked forward and saw a heavily guarded area. For some reason, the candlelight in the hall was extremely weak, stretching the shadows of the people in the hall and reflecting them on the windows.

A few drops of water fell from the eaves, splashing on the porch, and a very scary thought flashed through Ji Mengshu's mind.