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

As soon as Fang inquired, he found out that she was a girl from the He family of the previous dynasty.

"I'm not saying anything, He Hui is just the sister of a criminal, how can she be worthy of the third place in the imperial examination?"

"Are you jealous, sister? The He family no longer has the power it once had. I don't know how Master Wei views He Hui, but this marriage was arranged by the Regent." Someone said this.

When everyone thought of the rumored cold and stern methods of the Regent, they all fell silent and stammered, "That's right. Since the Regent granted the marriage, it was difficult for Master Wei to refuse, so this marriage came about."

"I never thought that He Hui was originally the future queen, but now, isn't she going to have the same fate as the girl from the Ji family?" someone said.

As soon as the Ji family girl was mentioned, everyone knew who she was, so they lowered their voices and asked, "By the way, I haven't seen her recently. Do you think she is still in the capital now?"

Everyone shook their heads, all of them confused.

The next morning.

The door lintel of the He family had been decorated with red silk long ago. He Hui was urged to get up and wash herself before dawn in the middle of the night. She had to tidy up until the sky turned pale.

"Oh, Miss He is such a beauty." The matchmaker held a red handkerchief in her hand, looking overjoyed, as if the person getting married was her daughter.

He Hui had mixed feelings. She had previously arranged to get married to Ning Huaixuan, but then a palace coup occurred and Ning Huaixuan was deposed, so their engagement naturally came to an end.

After putting on lip balm, He Hui looked at the pretty face with a sweet smile on her face and felt a little dazed for a moment. When they were young, she and Shen Yixing loved each other, but because she had an engagement with Ning Rongzhang, she gradually saw Shen Yixing's true face.

Although he is only 28 years old, he seems to have seen through the world.

Wei Zheng came in person to pick up the bride. The matchmaker stood at the door and looked at the handsome man on the tall horse, thinking that they were a perfect match.

"The groom is here to pick up the bride!"

As Wei Zheng walked outside the bedroom, everyone came over and said, "Oh, it seems that the bride doesn't want to come out. Then I'll have to ask you to write a poem to urge her to get ready."

However, a mere poem urging people to get dressed was not a problem for Wei Zheng.

Wei Zheng smiled again, cleared his throat, and said, "The matchmaker has signed our marriage with his red thread, so don't hesitate to enjoy the beautiful scenery."

"well!!"

Everyone shouted, and the doors of the dormitories were finally opened. He Hui came out holding a round fan, with a happy expression on her face.

"Congratulations to Master Wei on his marriage."

"Congratulations! Congratulations!"

Everyone followed the newlyweds out, and the boy scattered silver coins in handfuls. The red shoes stepped on the uneven silver coins, finding a trace of their own voice in the noise of the crowd.

"Wei Zheng... I'm a little scared..." He Hui had never been watched by so many people before. It was fine when there were only female relatives around before, but now, with men and women together, she really couldn't cope with it.

The man's slender hands squeezed hers tightly and he looked down at her, his gaze blocked by the fan, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

After bidding farewell to his parents and leaving the He family, Ning Rongzhang, wearing ordinary clothes, sat in the carriage with the man, who lifted the curtain to look at the lively scene outside.

"The Wei Mansion has been bustling these days, why don't you go and ask for a glass of wedding wine, Your Highness?" Although Ning Rongzhang knew that there was a discord between the father and son, he didn't mean anything else by saying this.

After all, they are father and son connected by blood, so there should be nothing wrong with drinking his son's glass of wedding wine.

In front of the bustling Wei Mansion, there were many distinguished guests, all of whom were congratulating the Minister of the Court on his marriage. In addition to a few friends, there were also classmates who had taken the imperial examination this year and people who were close to the He family.

Ning Rongzhang came in after everyone had settled down. The servant at the door looked at the post and shouted, "The Regent and the King of Dongzhi are here!"

Hearing the servant's shout, He Hui clearly felt Wei Zheng's body startle, and his eyes were a little sharp.

He Hui hurriedly held his hand and said, "A Zheng, he is your uncle, so it is understandable that you come to drink a glass of wedding wine."

Ever since Wei Zheng confessed his feelings to her, He Hui knew the secret in Wei Zheng's heart. He was originally the most spirited and ambitious young man in Kyoto. People in Shangjing City only knew that the young prince Wei was unruly and unruly. After his biological mother was killed by his own father, he also killed his biological father with his own hands, which was a legend.

But who could have known that Wei Zheng was not the biological son of Marquis Chengyang at all, and that his nominal uncle was his biological father.

Both King Dongzhi and he chose to keep this past event in their hearts, to give an explanation to themselves and to the deceased Madam Wen.

Now that she is gone, let's not tarnish her reputation.

Wei Zheng suppressed the strangeness in his heart and smiled at the visitor. Ning Rongzhang approached, patted his shoulder, said congratulations, and then sat down at the banquet.

King Dongzhi's slightly dignified face was stiff with an inexplicable emotion. On the contrary, He Hui noticed his scrutinizing gaze, bowed slightly, and said, "Hello, uncle."

There is nothing wrong for a bride to follow her husband and call him uncle.

King Dongzhi nodded.

Wei Zheng didn't want to see her, so he dragged her away. But the people at the banquet saw Wei Zheng was about to leave, and hurriedly stopped him, "Brother and sister-in-law can leave, but Brother Wei can't leave today."

Wei Zheng felt helpless, but he also knew that these drunkards would pester him to drink until he was drunk, so he immediately handed He Hui to the two maids beside him and said, "Send the lady away safely."

Twilight Quadruple.

Everyone drank and had a feast.

Ning Rongzhang raised his hand to pour himself a glass of wine, thinking that lovers will eventually get married and God will not treat him unfairly.

But the person who made him happy was not yet conscious, and perhaps he was on the verge of death. However, since there was still a glimmer of hope, he had to seize it and not waste it.

The wedding banquet lasted until midnight.

The night wind made the palace lanterns sway, and the shadows cast by them also swayed, and there was no peace for a moment.

Ning Rongzhang sat on the steps of the porch, looking up at his head and drinking wine, like a down-and-out young man who was unsuccessful in love.

It is foggy tonight and the moonlight at dusk is not very clear.

"Ah Shu, Wei Zheng got married today..."

"Ashu, when will you wake up?"

"Ah Shu, I really miss you."

I don't know the origin of the love, but the love is deep.

Ever since she knew that Ji Mengshu existed in her previous life, every time she woke up in the middle of the night, her mind would replay over and over again the grievances she had suffered in her previous life, the difficulties of being a woman from an aristocratic family, and the overt and covert oppression of the royal family. Even if she was talented, she would inevitably become a victim.

But when he wanted to see her in his dreams, he always failed.

He was like a child who couldn't find the entrance and could only pray carefully before falling asleep, hoping that he could enter her dream tonight.

He wanted to know what his Ashu had experienced in his previous life.