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

The final conclusion is that only Ji Mengshu’s father is the prime minister.

No one else is.

Even though her last name is Ji.

"The daughter of the Ji family is really beautiful." Ning Huaixuan gently held her waist and whispered with a smile, "It's windy outside. I will personally take you back."

Ji Ningqiu bit her lip, her heart beating rapidly as she was close to success.

On the road from the Imperial Garden to the Palace of Heavenly Purity, everyone saw that His Majesty was personally accompanying a young lady back to the palace. They were heading to the Palace of Heavenly Purity.

Several palace servants knelt down and saluted, and after the people left, they whispered, "The person next to your majesty, could it be the future empress, the legitimate daughter of the Ji family?"

The older and more experienced palace maid shook her head and denied it, "No... that is not the legitimate daughter of the Ji family."

"Isn't she the legitimate daughter of the Ji family? Besides the ladies in the palace, are there other young ladies from official families living in this palace?" the young palace maid asked doubtfully.

The latter replied, "I heard that the daughter of the Ji family did not enter the palace alone, and she was accompanied by an elder sister from the second house..."

That makes sense. This person is not the future queen, but the future queen's sister.

When he arrived at the Qianqing Palace, Ning Huaixuan's words and actions were ambiguous in public, but he still did not stay in the Qianqing Palace.

Ji Ningqiu looked at her face carefully in the bronze mirror in the room. Although her appearance was not the most famous in Kyoto, she was also exceptionally beautiful. It was obvious that His Majesty had a good impression of her.

Otherwise, I would not have had my meal in her palace, and I would not have sent her back today.

This means that Brother Huaixuan still has her in his heart.

Ji Mengshu watched Ning Huaixuan send Ji Ningqiu back in a very considerate manner. After a moment, he came out from the side hall again.

His frown was almost twisted into a knot.

It just came out like this? Shouldn't we do something?

She tried so hard to bring the two of them together, the young man and woman were willing to be together, and suddenly an idea came to her mind. Ji Mengshu slapped her head and thought, could it be that... Ning Huaixuan is not good enough?

Ning Huaixuan returned to Zhongcui Palace in a good mood. Seeing the woman in the palace pouting in dissatisfaction, he could guess about 70% of the situation. He called the palace maid to his side.

"You should do things in a proper manner. If I find out who the person is who keeps gossiping in front of the Imperial Concubine, I will pull out his tongue!"

The whole house was begging for mercy.

Under the intimidation of Ning Huaixuan, the palace servants left the inner hall in fear and trepidation.

"Oh my dear, what did those useless people say to you again?"

The aqua red palace dress on Liu Huachao looked like a flower in bud, and when she heard Ning Huaixuan ask her this, she told him the news she had heard with a calm face.

"Your Majesty acts as you please, how can I control you? Even if your Majesty sees a girl dancing, I am not talented enough to compete with her..."

"Ha ha ha ha."

What are you laughing at? Is it funny to see her angry?

Ning Huaixuan laughed enough and turned around. "The news I just passed to you right after I passed it on. The spies of Zhongcui Palace are really powerful..."

Liu Huachao said aggrievedly, "It's because your Majesty is so happy that he doesn't want to leave Shu..."

"Chao Chao, you underestimated me. Do you really think that I am sending Ji Ningqiu back to the palace just for show?"

"Why not?"

After a stick of incense.

Inside the curtain, Liu Huazhao covered her lips lightly, laughing so hard that her body shook, "Your Majesty... Ning Lang, you are so mean."

Ning Huaixuan grabbed her wrist and said, "Just let them do whatever they want? I want Ji Mengshu to know that she will never have the upper hand in this palace."

After a dreamless night sleeping with the autumn rain, Ji Mengshu rubbed his shoulders and looked at the drizzling rain outside with worry.

If she were to remain in the palace any longer, her bones would become weak.

Regardless of whether Ji Ningqiu succeeds or not, she will leave the palace.

After a quick breakfast, two women holding oil-paper umbrellas appeared outside. After seeing through the rain that it was Wan Rong, Ji Mengshu quickly got up to greet them.

"Oh, it's slippery outside, you'd better not come out." Wan Rong lifted her skirt and stepped onto the bluestone. As soon as she saw Ji Mengshu, she quickly grasped Ji Mengshu's hand.

The coolness of the palm made her shudder.

"Sister Ji, I know you have a pure heart. You can just listen to what others say, but you must not take it seriously—"

Ji Mengshu was confused, as if she didn't understand, "What are you talking about?"

Wan Rong pinched her finger bones, looked at Ji Mengshu's ignorant expression, and shook his head, not knowing whether he felt it was good or bad.

"Haven't you heard about what happened yesterday--" Wan Rong was too embarrassed to say this out loud. He sat next to Ji Mengshu and winked at the maid behind him.

The latter understood and said slowly, "Last night, Your Majesty saw Miss Ji dancing in the Imperial Garden. The two were talking and laughing in the Imperial Garden. Many palace servants saw it. Later, Your Majesty personally sent Miss Ji back to the palace. This morning, I heard that he also gave Miss Ji a lot of rewards..."

Ji Mengshu understood and thought, isn’t this a great thing?

"Now everyone in the palace is talking about the Ji family's bad traditions, and the daughters they brought up are all..." The maid paused, "Anyway, now even your reputation has been implicated. Some people also say that the future queen is only said to be a daughter of the Ji family, but they didn't say which girl it was. Everyone guessed it was the second Miss Ji, or you..."

Wan Rong comforted her, "Sister Ji, people in the palace are used to making up assumptions, so don't take it to heart. Besides, this is not your fault..."

Ji Mengshu was indifferent. Ning Huaixuan thought that smearing her reputation would make her unhappy? This was too childish. In this life, reputation was nothing more important to her.

"Don't worry, Sister Wan, this little bit of damage is nothing to me."

There is someone who can take care of everything in the palace for her. It feels so good to be cared for by someone.

After Wan Rong left, Ji Ningqiu came next. She cried like a pear blossom in the rain, as if she had done something very wrong to Ji Mengshu.

"Sister, you have to believe me. I just wanted to dance yesterday... I didn't expect to meet His Majesty..."

Ji Mengshu thought, if you don’t meet His Majesty when you dance, then your mother would have given you a brain in vain.

"Don't blame yourself, second sister. This is God's will."

"Fifth sister, I am really pleased that you can say that. This morning, His Majesty praised me for my graceful dancing and gave me many rewards. Take a look, is there anything you like?"

Xiao Cui, the maid behind Ji Ningqiu, came up with a tray of gold and silver items. Ji Mengshu glanced at it casually. They were all large and worthless things. It was estimated that the total value of the items on the plate was not as expensive as a jar of Western Xinjiang rouge that cost one or two taels of silver outside.