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

In the evening, sometimes she would eat alone, sometimes she would call three or five of her sisters to have dinner. After everyone had left, she would lie on the bed and secretly read the book hidden under her pillow.

Ning Rongzhang stayed beside her, laughing at the story of a talented scholar and a beautiful woman in the book. Suddenly, Ji Mengshu, who was lying on the bed, turned over suddenly. It seemed that she no longer had the mature and steady posture she had before.

The air flow moved slightly, and Ji Mengshu stared at the nearby area suspiciously, wanting to see it clearly.

Almost the moment she approached, Ning Rongzhang's breath was choked, and he leaned back in inertia, and then he belatedly raised one hand and waved it in front of her.

Seeing that no one noticed at all, he breathed a sigh of relief.

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Time passed day by day, and there was no time to catch up. In the square courtyard, apart from the thickness of clothes, and the growth and decline of flowers and trees, there was almost nothing to see.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the year. Ning Rongzhang saw big red lanterns hung inside and outside the palace. Even the usually quiet queen's bedroom had a more lively atmosphere.

On the day before the end of the year, all the concubines whose families lived in the capital could invite their parents in advance to sit with them in the palace.

Every year, they only have this one chance.

On the eve of the New Year, the Ji family also came. In addition to Ji's father and Jiang's mother, Ji Yuanzheng, who was far away in the border county, also came in response to the invitation.

Ning Rongzhang stood in the sunshine under the corridor on a rare bright winter day, looking at the family gathered together in the inner hall with red eyes, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Ji Yuanzheng had just returned from the border county, and his face still had a coldness that didn't belong to a man from the capital. A man of seven feet tall couldn't help but shed tears when he saw his sister.

"Ah Shu, I haven't seen you for half a year. You have lost some weight..."

Ji Mengshu retorted, "It is you who is blurry-eyed, brother. I eat well and sleep well every day in the palace, so how could I be thin? It is you, brother, the border counties are bitterly cold, you should eat more, so that you can kill more enemies."

She had an innocent smile on her face, so Ji Yuanzheng touched her head. Sometimes Ji Yuanzheng would wonder, if Ah Shu had not chosen to sacrifice for the family, would the situation be different now.

But the matter is settled, "Don't worry, brother will eat an extra bowl of rice every day and keep Shu safe in the border county."

The visiting time was only half a day. When Ji Mengshu sent them out of the palace, she could even hear someone in the nearby palace sobbing, perhaps unable to suppress his emotions.

Baopin and her two maids were walking around the bare imperial garden, looking at the withered, broken limbs and fallen leaves, listening to the miserable and suppressed cries, and said, "Why are they crying on such a beautiful day at the end of the year?"

The two young maids probably thought of their parents at home, and said with some emotion, "The women in our palace are only envied by those outsiders, but in fact, the concubines in the palace stay in empty rooms every night, and only have time to see their families at this time."

"We see each other once a year, and within a few years, we are gone." After that, we are separated by Yin and Yang, and will never see each other again in this life.

Baopin was one of the first people to enter the palace. She still had no expression on her face when she heard the words. She could even say she was a little disdainful, but a tear still flowed uncontrollably from the corner of her eye. "You are right. All my family members are dead. Every year on their death anniversary, I cannot personally worship them..."

"So, while people are still alive, smile more. When they die one day, you will remember their smiling faces..."

It was the busiest time of the year, but the entire harem seemed to be in a dead silence. Ji Mengshu walked through the snow and personally escorted the Ji family to the palace gate.

The palace gate was towering, and she couldn't step out easily.

Ji Yuanzheng waved at her, "Ah Shu, wait for next year, I will bring you some bitter plums from Bian County."

Ji Mengshu smiled while covering her lips, and said to him, "Brother, you are not young anymore, it's time to consider getting married. When you have a beautiful woman by your side, I think you will forget about me, your sister."

She teased him like this, but Fang did not see Ji Yuan getting angry. Although he was still a young man full of ambition, his behavior was still steady.

"Brother is gone."

Ji Mengshu waved goodbye to them.

After everyone got on the carriage, the wheels rolled away. Ji Mengshu's eyes became blurred and tears began to fall.

Ning Rongzhang stood behind her, wanting to wipe away the tears on his face, but his body passed through her without touching her at all.

Hongye stood behind him and said, "Since the lady is reluctant to leave the general, why don't you let the general stay a little longer?"

"The previous emperor's intention to suppress my father is obvious. How can I drag my brother into this?" Ji Mengshu turned around and walked back. Although there were tears in his eyes, he remained firm.

After calming down, Ji Mengshu took the sedan back.

Tomorrow is the end of the year, and envoys from Luanzhou and Manrong will come to celebrate. She will have to take care of the affairs in the palace personally.

It is a lively time at the end of the year. The emperor and empress would go up to the Drum Tower together to discuss state affairs with the people and celebrate the new year.

This was also one of the few times that Ji Mengshu saw Ning Huaixuan.

His face was a little cold in the dark night, and the cloak on his body was clearly a pair of cloaks worn by Liu Huachao.

Having spent quite some time in the palace, she understood that Liu Huachao always liked to use tricks to remind her that His Majesty did not love her.

Clusters of fireworks exploded in all directions of Shangjing City, and you could always see them clearly if you stood on a high place.

The cold wind whistled past. Ji Mengshu tightened her cloak. After completing the New Year's ceremony with the emperor, she looked at the people cheering, but she felt no emotion in her heart.

The palace banquet was about to begin. In the shadows, she saw someone going up to the city wall, urging the emperor not to miss the auspicious time for the banquet.

Ning Huaixuan glanced at her briefly, then took Liu Huachao's hand and left.

At the New Year's Eve banquet, men and women sat at separate tables, and the wine and chips were mixed, with a bit of extravagance.

"I intend to establish a hundred-year friendship with the Luanzhou and Manrong tribes. I wonder if your Khan has this idea?"

Ji Mengshu lowered her eyes and looked at the clear liquid in the wine cup. She felt a little sleepy late at night, but the heat in the hall had started to ease again. Seeing that no one dared to look at her, she quietly supported her head with one hand and dozed off for a while in the noisy and lively atmosphere of the guests.

Ning Rongzhang was sitting next to her, looking at her and laughing, "You dare to sleep at such an important moment?"