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

Wan's mother burst into tears. How could a mother bear to see her daughter's best years wasted in this square backyard of the Wan mansion?

“Rong’er, your mother is willing to break a taboo for you, but I can’t guess what your father is thinking…” Mother Wan said softly.

This confused Wan Rong, so he asked tentatively, "What does mother mean by this?"

Mother Wan stroked her black hair. There were traces of gray hair on her temples and the corners of her eyes were eroded by time. Tears welled up in her eyes. "Rong'er, do you have someone you like?"

Her body stiffened, and the amulet in her sleeve rolled out and landed on the facade. The three red characters embroidered on it made her eyes sore. Wan Rong knelt down, held the amulet in her hand, and bowed her head, saying, "No matter what my daughter thinks in her heart, it is her own business. It has nothing to do with others..."

She is protecting him.

Wan Rong thought that as a concubine who was sent back to her hometown, she must not utter a single word about Ji Yuanzheng even if she was beaten to death by her father.

She could die, but she must not implicate the general.

Mother Wan leaned over and pulled her up, "My daughter... why is your life so miserable?" She looked at the slightly deformed amulet in her hand and said, "Rong'er, there is a thorn in your heart. Every time I see you looking depressed in the backyard, this thorn pierces me deeper and deeper..."

The candlelight swayed, swinging on the window, flickering unsteadily.

Wan Rong felt even more confused.

Wan's mother then told the story, "Rong'er, since you returned to the Wan Mansion, one day, a handsome young man came outside the mansion and said he wanted to see you. He didn't even have an attendant with him, just one person and one horse, and he was dressed in a low-key manner. I think he didn't want others to notice this, but you just came back not long ago... I was suspicious, so I sent him away..."

The woman's lips moved several times, "Did he leave any name?"

"It's Master Ji from Shangjing City."

As if being electrocuted, Wan Rong's eyes were filled with tears. He couldn't tell what he felt. He had actually been here before, to the Wan Mansion...

"Mother has long known that when you left the palace and had no place to stay, you stayed at the Ji Mansion. Rong'er, tell me, did you have any relationship with the young master of the Ji Mansion..."

"Mother, don't talk nonsense!" She interrupted her hastily, saying, "Mr. Ji and I are innocent. Mr. Ji came to see me, I think he wants to talk to me about something. Mother really shouldn't have chased him away like this."

Now that things have come to this, there is no room for maneuver.

Wan Mu looked down at the amulet in her hand and said, "Since this amulet has been requested, why not give it to the right person?"

The autumn night was cool, and after saying this, Wan's mother put on her cloak, opened the door and went out. Wan Rong stood up to see her off, still immersed in what his mother had just said.

The woman's figure was hidden in the darkness of the autumn night. There was no light in the corridor. A maid was approaching with a lamp, illuminating the bluestone road beneath her feet.

"Rong'er, mother is old now. There are many things I wanted to do when I was young but didn't accomplish. Now they are all regrets in my heart. So mother doesn't want you to follow the same path as mother. Rong'er, no matter what you do, mother will support you."

Wan Rong lowered her eyes and said, "Mother, I will remember what you said."

Wan Rong did not come back to her senses until the woman's figure was completely hidden on the other side of the corridor. The cold wind of the autumn night blew, ruffled the corners of her skirt, and blew her thoughts back.

She was holding the amulet in her hand. Ji Yuanzheng had come to see her before, but she had never seen him. But now he was in Zhenzhou, how could she see him?

What's more, the abbot of the temple had said before that Ji Yuan was in trouble at this time. In that case, even if it was just to help him, I should go to the capital again.

The thoughts that had been weighing on her mind for so long suddenly became clear. The maid who was sleeping in the outer room was startled by the cold wind outside. She saw a figure standing at the door and thought she was dreaming. When she looked closely, it was indeed a figure. She was so scared that she almost died.

"Who? Who?!"

Wan Rong closed the door and turned around, "It's okay, go to sleep quickly."

The next morning, Wan Rong went out just after daybreak. The maid Xiao Ruo was just wondering why the girl got up so early today, when she saw Wan Rong dressed neatly, without even having breakfast, and walked out of the courtyard.

"Girl, what are you doing?"

"To the front yard."

Wan Rong's father, Lord Wan, was an official in Li County. The selection that year happened to coincide with Lord Wan's promotion, so Lord Wan handed over the birth date and horoscope of Wan Rong, the eldest daughter of the family.

Being selected was a pleasant surprise for Lord Wan, but it was a bolt from the blue for Wan Rong. The concubines and sisters at home were all delighted and encouraged, saying that when Wan Rong became a queen in the palace, she would surely have countless wealth and splendor in the future.

Once the military rebellion broke out, the entire Upper Kyoto was turned upside down. The new king showed mercy and sent all the concubines in the harem back to their hometowns. Wan Rong returned alone and lived in the Wan Mansion. However, those concubines and sisters never looked at her with respect again.

What about the queen who enjoys all the splendor and wealth in the palace? In the end, she is just an old maid with no future.

The concubines and sisters who used to be close to her don't often visit the Wan Mansion now. Wan's mother only has her as a daughter. Because of Wan Rong's status, Lord Wan and the concubines, young men and young ladies in the mansion all respected Madam Wan as superior. But once Fenghuang, who lived in Shangjing, returned to her hometown, not only did the concubines in the mansion have a bad face, but even Lord Wan became more and more impatient with Madam Wan.

Wan Rong carefully knocked on the door of the study in the front yard and looked up at the cold weather outside. His father should not be on duty at this hour.

"who?"

"Father, it's me."

Since returning home, Wan Rong has been shutting herself in the backyard. Even Lord Wan has rarely seen her. Everyone thinks that Wan Rong is depressed and her personality has changed drastically because she has lost her former wealth and glory. Even Lord Wan thinks so.

"Come in." He frowned and pondered for a moment, and the servant at the door opened the door for her.

"Greetings, father..." Wan Rong bowed slightly and said, "Father, are you going to be on duty?"

Lord Wan glanced at her with a cold look, "What's the matter?"

He seemed to have no time to chat with her. Knowing that she came here for something, he made it clear. After all, they had not seen each other for several years and their father-daughter relationship had been neglected a lot.

"Father...yesterday my friend in Shangjing sent me a message saying that he might be getting married soon, so I thought about going to Shangjing to take a look..."