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

"Okay." The dagger in Prince Wu's hand sank deeper into the soft flesh on the neck, and the sharp dagger rubbed out a trail of blood.

Ji Mengshu closed his eyes tightly and heard Prince Wu gnashing his teeth beside him. He said sinisterly, "Today, none of you will survive! Uh——"

The bloody dagger fell down, and Ji Mengshu, who was standing on the edge of the boulder, fell down suddenly due to inertia before he could even open his eyes.

With a hint of blood and rust in her nose, she seemed to be in someone's arms. Ji Mengshu opened her eyes tremblingly and saw a pair of bright eyes with stars in them...

"Silly?"

He opened his thin lips and uttered these words out of the blue.

Ji Mengshu was annoyed with him, "You are stupid." He just said it so decisively, doesn't her life matter?

How was she rescued? Ji Mengshu looked up and saw Ji Yuanzheng standing where she was standing, looking down at her. The arrows on his back and the bow in his hand clearly showed that he had killed Prince Wu and saved her.

"Brother, you are here too?"

Ji Yuan was nodding his head. He had just seen Ji Mengshu being held hostage by a boulder, with bloodstains left by the dagger. His heart was lifted up. While making a gesture to Ning Rongzhang from behind Prince Wu, he quietly approached him.

An arrow pierced the heart.

Prince Wu, who had been brave all his life, probably never thought that this would be his ending.

After escaping from Prince Wu's hands without any danger, the pain that had been ignored just now also surfaced. The soft and tender flesh on the side of the neck was cut, and the glaring blood was dripping.

Ning Rongzhang squeezed her hand and said, "The wound needs to be bandaged. Go back first. Someone will take care of it here."

When Ji Mengshu thought about how his neck was almost pierced, he suddenly became alert and followed Ning Rongzhang back obediently.

Wangfu.

Li Huaixiang looked at the gauze tied into a bow on his arm, twitched his lips, and asked, "Are you the palace doctor in this palace? But you don't look very old, you can't be... a quack..."

Fan Ruo chuckled and looked up at her, "Do you know what words are the most hurtful to a benevolent doctor?"

Li Huaixiang thought about it and shook her head.

The latter rolled his eyes and said, "Say he is a quack."

Li Huaixiang stopped talking. Fan Ruo muttered to himself, "The ability of a doctor should not be measured by age, but by medical skills... It doesn't matter if Miss Li doesn't remember me... Anyway, no matter where I am... I will..."

"Wait..." Li Huaixiang lowered her eyes and looked at him, "What do you mean I don't remember you? Have we met before?"

Fan Ruo raised the corners of his lips, picked up the gauze on the table, and gestured to cover his face, revealing only a pair of heart-stirring eyes...

"Hiss——" Li Huaixiang looked at him. Now it was not only his arm that hurt, but also his head. "I think I remembered..."

As Fan Ruo packed up the bottles and jars and put them all into a small box, he heard Li Huaixiang say, "In the army, were you the military doctor?"

Fan Ruo gave her a rather smart look, "Just remember it. I knew medicine and memorized medicine books since I was three years old. I learned from the great pharmacist Luyang who has long since retired to seclusion. How dare you call me a quack?"

Memories of her time in the army came flooding back. She had just joined the army, wearing armor, with her black hair tied up, and was covered in dust all day. No one knew she was a woman, and they all treated her as a man. This man actually saw through it. Could it be that while she was healing her wounds...

The reason why she had seen him was because she was ambushed during her first battle and was stabbed on the right side of her waist and abdomen. It was the wound that was sewed up by the veiled doctor. There was a shortage of medicines in the army and there was not even an anesthetic powder at the time. The needles pierced into the flesh one by one, and she was dizzy with pain. She only remembered that the doctor had a pair of beautiful eyes, and looking at him a few more times seemed to ease the pain.

Before they had said a few words, Ning Rongzhang and his group brought back another injured person. Fan Ruo skillfully placed the person next to Li Huaixiang. The two sisters in distress huddled together, tears in their eyes.

"Huai Xiang...I'm the one who caused you trouble..."

"Why are you saying this? What's the point of talking about whether we are implicated or not..." Li Huaixiang moved her neck, turned her head to look at her injury, and asked with some concern, "Is her injury serious? Girls can't have scars..."

Fan Ruo was not distracted and just said, "Don't worry."

The irritating juice spread in the wound, causing severe pain. Ji Mengshu gritted her teeth and said nothing, but her eyes turned red. Her rabbit-like red eyes were filled with tears, which was very attractive.

Ning Rongzhang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at her forbearing expression, and said, "Be gentle."

Fan Ruo twitched his lips and handed him the medicine. "How about you come?"

"Your Majesty, Prince Wu..."

Ning Rongzhang lowered his eyelashes, "Dead."

Ning Rongzhang hurried back only after Ji Mengshu was bandaged and confirmed that there would be no more problems.

Inside the study, a secret letter had already been placed on the desk. Ning Rongzhang read it with a serious face and a look of deep understanding in his eyes.

There were only a few candles burning in the room, making it difficult to see his face. The originally cold and thin face softened its originally hard curves under the candlelight...

"Someone is coming."

"master."

Ning Rongzhang took a deep breath and said, "Send someone to deliver a memorial to enshrine Prince Changyou as the regent of the Dali Dynasty."

The secret guard bowed his head and retreated respectfully.

The next day, the court officials who had barely gathered together naturally heard the news. Prince Changyou of the Western Frontier led his troops to strangle the rebellious Prince Wu, and then did not proclaim himself emperor. Instead, the court officials asked him to be the regent...

There are people in the court who claim to be upright and incorruptible. They say, "All under heaven belongs to the king, and all the people are his subjects. We are all his subjects, and we need your Majesty's approval to ask for the position of regent. Otherwise, we will never accept your advice."

Ning Rongzhang raised his eyebrows and looked at the person who spoke. "Imperial Censor An...I am not asking to be king, but I am appointing myself as regent. From now on, all matters of the court, big or small, must be handled by me personally. Furthermore, your majesty's old illness has relapsed, and I will act as the emperor. Here is the imperial decree."

A long bright yellow scroll slid from the desk to the ground, with dozens of lines scattered across it and a striking red imperial seal at the bottom.

The court officials whispered to each other that they had never heard of any old illness of His Majesty, and it was clear that His Majesty was just being kept under house arrest in the palace.

The court officials were angry but dared not speak out, but they had the army and power. Not to mention being a regent, if he wanted the Dali Dynasty, it would be easy for him to get it.

"Your Highness, I pay my respects to you, Lord Regent. May Your Highness live a thousand years."

The court officials paid their respects, and when they stood up and looked up, where was the figure of the Regent above them?

The Queen Mother was so angry that she didn't know how long she stayed in the Palace of Heavenly Purity. Ning Rongzhang had planted countless people in and outside the palace. All her trusted followers were gone.