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

Before Xi Wenxuan could return home, he was knocked unconscious in an alley. The servant who followed him reported that he saw the carriage parked outside the Fulai Inn and that he saw with his own eyes the girl in the carriage meeting the prince.

The three of them are clearly in the same group.

Mrs. Xi's face was not looking good either. Although Wei Zheng was the nephew of King Dongzhi, compared with Xi Wenxuan, he was still an outsider who was not too close to her.

Someone was sent to find King Dongzhi, and the servant told him the whole story. The two fine lines at the corners of King Dongzhi's eyes moved, as if carved by the wind, leaving permanent marks on his skin.

Although he was already middle-aged, it was still possible to tell that Prince Dongzhi was a handsome and cheerful man. After hearing the servant's account of what had happened, Prince Dongzhi hummed and waved his hand, saying, "We will hold a banquet in the mansion tonight... There are some people we must meet..."

evening.

Wei Zheng sat at the table as he wished. It was called a banquet, but in fact it was only attended by Prince Dongzhi, Madam Xi, Xi Wenxuan, Wei Zheng, Ning Rongzhang and Ji Mengshu.

After being in Toshiba for such a long time, I finally got to see the legendary Toshiba King.

Ji Mengshu lowered her head and drank. Ever since she came here, Xi Wenxuan's eyes had been glued to her, which made her feel particularly uncomfortable.

"Mr. Xi, I heard that you flirted with my wife in the alley today. Do you dare to admit it?" Ning Rongzhang raised his eyebrows, his eyes cold, and he punched him to the table just like that day.

Wow, madam? Ji Mengshu tilted her head to look at him...

Xi Wenxuan was shocked and looked unhappy, but because he knew that he was here to make peace with them, he could only reluctantly say, "Master Zhang, it's just rumors. Besides, how would I know that she is your wife? I'm so sorry, come on, I'll drink a glass as punishment!"

Madam Xi knew Xi Wenxuan's character very well. In Dongzhi's territory, as long as she was protecting him, most people would not dare to provoke him easily due to the power of the King of Dongzhi. Even if he raped women and did all kinds of evil things, no one could touch him.

This time I hit a wall.

Wei Zheng smiled and said to the King of Dongzhi, "Uncle, they are both my friends. They accompanied me to Dongzhi this time, but I didn't expect that there would be bullies in Dongzhi. If I were not some useless prince, I would probably not even be able to leave Dongzhi."

These words, full of mockery and sarcasm, clearly meant that the Xi family relied on the power of King Dongzhi to do evil and ruin the reputation of King Dongzhi. They had harmed countless people in Dongzhi, which was simply the behavior of a despicable person.

Prince Dongzhi glanced at Madam Xi indifferently, and the latter trembled and said, "Your Highness, it is my fault for not disciplining him properly and causing trouble for you. I will definitely teach Xuan'er well in the future."

These words were spoken in a very humble tone. When people heard that King Dongzhi had no queen and only a concubine, Madam Xi, everyone said that King Dongzhi must be terribly in love with Madam Xi.

Why do I feel something is wrong when I see the atmosphere today? There is no love here. It's clearly too much respect.

Hearing what Mrs. Xi said, Xi Wenxuan did not dare to say no. He poked the food in front of him angrily and responded reluctantly.

Mrs. Xi was worried. Her brother didn't care about anything, so she just let him do what he wanted, and only hoped that he would be sensible and not cause trouble for the prince all the time.

This meal was meant to introduce the two parties to each other. It was hard to make peace in such a tense atmosphere. King Dongzhi said, "A Zheng, I haven't seen you for a long time... Have you been doing well in Kyoto these years?"

When Madam Wen married into Kyoto, Prince Dongzhi kept in touch with her for two years. After she gave birth to Wei Zheng and died of depression, Prince Dongzhi probably got tired of Marquis Ningyuan's style and stopped communicating with him for several years.

Many years passed in a flash, and even Wei Zheng had grown up.

Madam Xi also echoed, "Yes, the prince has been thinking about you all the time in Dongzhi all these years."

Wei Zheng stood up, and the clear moonlight sprinkled on him, just enough to see his face which had just been shrouded by the shadow of the tree. His brows were deep, his eyes were starry, and he had a good-looking face.

"I can't say it's good, but I can't say it's too bad either. Even if I'm not favored, I'm still a prince after all... My uncle is busy with Toshiba, and I'm far away in Kyoto..."

Alas, how can a careless person pay attention to what others are doing all the time?

As Wei Zheng spoke, he did not notice the look on King Dongzhi's face. The latter looked at Wei Zheng, and at his face that looked about 40% like Madam Wen. He was dazed for a moment and said, "You look a lot like your mother."

Wei Zheng was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "My mother died of worry when I was young. I don't even remember what she looked like..."

Distant memories came flooding back to King Dongzhi's mind, which had been escaping for a long time, and suddenly returned, "Guan Ke, bring Wen Li's portrait here..."

Guan Ke retreated in response. After a while, he came back with a yellowed portrait in his hand. He took it with his old hands, stroking it carefully as if he was reminiscing about an old friend. He said, "This portrait was painted by the most famous portrait artist in Dongzhi when Wen Li was still a married woman. Many years have passed. Ah Zheng, come and take a look..."

After all, he did not have the courage to open Wen Li's portrait. He had no face to see her again. Since her accident, all the portraits hanging in the study were rolled up and taken back. They had been sealed in boxes that had never seen the light of day for years. If Wei Zheng had not come to find him, perhaps he would not have opened it so easily.

Wei Zheng had no impression of Mrs. Wen. All his memories about Mrs. Wen came from what the old and forgetful wet nurse told him.

During the days in Ningyuan Marquis's Mansion, whenever the nurse was in a good mood and remembered the past, she would hold him on her lap, pat him gently, and say to him, "Little Master...you must grow up quickly...when you grow up, you must avenge your mother..." The nurse would choke up as she spoke, "Zheng'er...your mother's life was so miserable..."

Sometimes Wei Zheng would ask, why is it that his mother, the wife of Ningyuan Marquis, still suffers? The nurse shook her head and said she had forgotten...

Actually, she just didn’t want to tell him, Wei Zheng knew it.

The woman in the portrait smiled subtly and gently, wearing a light spring gown, like a fairy from heaven. There was a smile on the corner of her lips, but her eyes looked a little sad.

His mother was so beautiful that based on his appearance, one could guess that his mother must be a beauty as stunning as a fairy.

Ning Rongzhang's eyes switched back and forth between the faces of several people, and it was obvious that everyone was thinking differently. Madam Xi looked at the thoughtful look of King Dongzhi, and felt a pang in her heart. Her fingertips dug into her palms, and she looked away. Suddenly, she saw the inquiry in Ning Rongzhang's eyes, and she hurriedly looked away...

Wei Zheng gently stroked the figure in the portrait with his fingers.