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

We arrived at the palace smoothly along the way.

Going up the steps to the palace, the majestic Chang Palace stands on it. If you stand high up, you can see a large and continuous group of palaces.

Several people were led in by the palace eunuch. The eunuch looked calm and easy to talk to. "The two distinguished guests please wait here for a moment. The prince will be here soon."

Ah San followed the eunuch out, looked up at the sky, and after waiting for a moment, he saw two figures slowly turning around in the corridor of the palace not far away.

"Your Highness, Miss. Khan and Yu are already waiting in the hall."

Xue Ji, who was sitting quietly in the hall, heard footsteps and looked up to see a gentle and elegant woman walking towards him. The hairpin on her head was square and swaying slightly. Her face was a little haggard and even a little pale.

"This must be the regent and princess of Dali..." The woman standing next to Ning Rongzhang looked gentle, with a pair of exceptionally moist eyes staring at her. She smiled sweetly, "As my husband said, she is a beauty."

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After the person was properly settled, the marriage should have been put on the agenda. However, at this time, Ah San came in the rain to deliver a document. The sudden drizzle in the middle of the night made people feel cold.

The candles in the bedroom were lit in the middle of the night. The candlelight shone through the windows, illuminating the sparse raindrops falling on the corridor by a third.

Ning Rongzhang stood up and looked at the document in the candlelight. His face darkened and he raised his eyes and asked, "When was the document sent out?"

Ah San frowned, "It should take five days." Eight hundred miles at an accelerated pace, five days is the shortest time limit. If there is a delay on the way, it may take eight or nine days. He held his breath, and sweat broke out on his forehead in the cool autumn rain in the middle of the night.

"Your Majesty...but what happened in Zhenzhou?"

Ning Rongzhang hesitated for a moment. Ah San was not an outsider. The flickering candlelight on the table stretched Ah San's shadow thinly and long, casting it on the ground. "Don't worry, Prince Huai will not be able to achieve anything." He raised his hand to burn the document and poured himself a cup of cold tea.

The document says that Zhenzhou is ready to make a move.

The fact that he was about to ascend the throne had probably been heard by everyone in Dali, not to mention the entire country. Even the foreign tribes on the grasslands had probably heard about it. Dali had experienced many civil wars, and could it be that Prince Huai wanted to get a piece of the pie in this chaotic world?

"A foreign prince from a frontier region also wants to command the three armies?"

Ah San lowered his eyes and thought deeply, "Could it be that the prince knew about his collusion with foreign enemies and smuggling iron ore? That's why he wanted to do it once and for all?"

The man rubbed the cup's rim with his fingertips, his eyebrows half-raised, a shadow fell on one side of his nose, the candlelight flickered slightly, and he said, "No matter what Prince Huai's purpose is, I must kill this scourge before I ascend the throne."

The next morning, it was still sunny.

Last night, an urgent imperial edict was hastily sent out of the palace, after which Ji Yuanzheng hurried back to Shangjing City alone on horseback.

The servant at home was busy changing his winter clothes that were covered with dew, and said, "General, no matter how anxious you are, you don't have to rush back so fast." The morning dew soaked half of his body, and the frost made it even colder. If the lady knew about this, she would be worried again.

Jiang's mother knew that the courtyard house had previously taken in a concubine who was sent back from the palace, but later returned to her hometown for some reason. There was nothing to be suspicious about this, but the suspicion was that her wooden son actually followed the woman to her hometown.

Jiang's mother asked Ji Mengshu, the only person who might know the truth, but Ji Mengshu acted mysterious and told her not to worry about it.

She didn't want to care? Was she expecting her wooden son to come to his senses?

Mother Jiang was wearing a round-neck brocade dress with auspicious cloud patterns. She looked at Ji Yuanzhengdao who was leading the horse out and asked, "Where is the person?"

Ji Yuanzheng turned around and saw Jiang's mother and said, "Mom, why are you up so early? It's cold in the morning. I was planning to come back to ask about mom and dad's well-being..." He seemed to be unaware, as if he didn't hear Jiang's mother speak.

Mother Jiang stood still and looked at the empty space behind him. Ji Yuan was holding the reins of a red horse in his hand, and there was no one in sight.

"Didn't you go to Li County?"

He lowered his eyes and nodded. Then he raised his head again and smiled, "How did mother know?"

"You, what are you thinking about? You can't even keep a girl..." Jiang's mother shook her sleeves, "Forget it, go meet the prince first, and I'll ask you in the evening."

Since childhood, everyone in the capital city knew that the son of Prime Minister Ji was a man of iron will. When he was young, he worshipped the old general of the time as his master. He spent all day in the martial arts training ground, being trained in martial arts, and was injured so badly that he never even made a sound.

Later, at a young age, he followed the general to the border county. Everyone said that Prime Minister Ji's son was a rare talent, even Jiang's mother thought so.

However, although her son was a formidable warrior on the battlefield, precisely because of this, he had little contact with girls. It was dusty over there, and it was impossible to see any girls there. He just hung out with a group of men every day, and he couldn't coax anyone at all.

After being ridiculed by his mother, Ji Yuanzheng said nothing, got on his horse, and went straight to the palace.

Now the relationship between the Regent Ning Rongzhang and the daughter of the former Prime Minister Ji Mengshu is known to everyone. Ji Mengshu stayed in the palace to recuperate.

When I heard that my brother was coming, I waited at the palace gate early.

The red horse raised its tail, which fluttered back and forth in the dust. When they reached the palace gate, he handed the horse over to the eunuch.

"General, you are finally here. The prince has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Brother!" Ji Mengshu waved at him from inside the palace gate, and ran to his side in two or three steps, holding up her skirt. "Brother, is everything going well?"

She blinked at him, and Ji Yuan was gently brushing her face away, "Business is more important."

What's the important matter? It's clear that he is avoiding talking about it.

Ji Mengshu accompanied him all the way and told him what he knew, "We had a short stay in Zhenzhou before. It seems that the King of Zhenzhou will lead the army to fight and covet the throne..."

Ji Yuanzheng turned his head coldly and said, "You can know a person's face but not his heart." When observing people, you must use your heart.

Although this is true, the King of Zhenzhou is a prince of a different surname and the title is hereditary. It seems a bit unreasonable for him to obstruct Ning Rongzhang from ascending the throne at this juncture.

After all, in terms of bloodline, Ning Rongzhang is the legitimate grandson of Emperor Taizu.

In the meeting hall, Ning, Ji and others sat down to discuss countermeasures.