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

Without major threats like Ning Rongzhang and the Luanzhou tribe, it would not be a problem for the Dali Dynasty to remain stable for three to five years.

"General He! Congratulations! Now we can't let the traitor Regent enter the capital. General He doesn't have to mobilize a large army to capture him!"

He Wei had a proper smile on his face. He wondered if this man's congratulations were real or fake. The reason why the emperor valued him so much was because of the double threat of Ning Rongzhang and Luanzhou tribe, which made the emperor unable to sleep or eat.

But now Ning Rongzhang and the Luanzhou tribe are both defeated and no one has gained any benefits. Will the emperor still favor him as before?

"This is a serious matter. Your Majesty has already stripped the traitor of his title. Now that he is dead, the entire Western Frontier will be back in Your Majesty's hands."

He Wei responded in a neutral tone, not knowing whether the man understood him or not. He said a few words casually and then left.

He Wei sat in the shadows of the tree branches, still drinking. His Majesty soon came out, surrounded by the crowd, with an indescribable joy between his brows, as if His Majesty had never smiled so sincerely since Prince Wu came to Beijing.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations, Your Majesty, for relieving this great trouble!"

Ning Huaixuan waved his hand, "Let's celebrate together. After Ning Rongzhang, the traitor, and the Luanzhou tribe are driven away, this is a happy event for all the people of the Dali Dynasty. Come on, prepare the wine!"

"Your Majesty's grace is great, and it is a blessing for us all."

The moon was rising over the branches. After three rounds of drinks, He Wei, under the shadows of the swaying trees, gradually took off his disguise during the day. His face was calm, and there was no trace of drunkenness in his eyes.

Ning Huaixuan shook his head and felt that the wine tonight was especially sweet. As he got drunk, he began to miss his old friends.

"Forget it. While everyone is here today, I will issue an imperial decree to posthumously confer the title of Empress Shuliang on Consort Liu..."

The emperor is infatuated, and all the officials in the court know it.

The taboo evoked by the word "Queen" made everyone's eyes involuntarily turn to He Wei.

The emperor had mentioned this matter before, and He Wei was very opposed to it at first. However, when they were drinking, the emperor said frankly that he would marry a girl from the He family. In this way, the title of the former queen would not be a big deal.

But on second thought, the threat from Ning Rongzhang and Luanzhou tribe has been eliminated, would the emperor still allow himself to be manipulated like this?

He Wei said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty is wise!"

"Hahahaha——I and my ministers are having a great time drinking!"

Some are happy and some are sad.

In a slightly desolate area on the outskirts of the city, a bright lamp was burning quietly inside the gate of a house.

Hongye also stood outside, putting a slightly thicker cloak on her master, and said silently, "Miss...it's windy at night..."

There wasn't even a single star in the sky. Ji Mengshu sniffed and said, "I'm afraid it will be even colder in the north..."

"Don't think too much, young lady. If you stay like this, we will be the ones who feel uncomfortable, right?" Hongye really didn't want to see Ji Mengshu become so depressed. In the past, their young lady was so sensible and was a model of a noble family in Kyoto.

The cold wind blew open the account book on the stone table and turned a few pages.

His eyes fell calmly on the withered green bamboo in the yard. Ji Mengshu looked at it for a long time and said, "Hongye...will he die too?"

The most secretive thing a girl has is to keep an eye on someone in her heart, without letting others know.

You can hide it from others but not from Hongye.

The latter squatted down and looked up at her. "Miss, the prince is a lucky person..."

"They are just words of comfort... I know in my heart that Ning Rongzhang might really be dead, just like my brother died without any signs..." Her nose felt sore and she was about to cry, "But I am in Kyoto and can't do anything... I can't find my brother's body, I can't take him home, and I can't save him..."

"No..." Hongye choked a little, "No... The girl is the best girl in Kyoto. In Hongye's eyes, the girl is fearless in the face of danger and knows how to be righteous. It's just fate that plays tricks on her..."

The prince died in battle, and even Prince Changyou has no news. Her daughter has been engaged to the current emperor since she was a child, and has lived in the rules of Kyoto day and night, without even a trace of self-consciousness. Only after meeting Prince Changyou, her daughter gradually seemed to come alive...

Hongye and Qingzhu saw all these changes. They supported every decision the girl made in their hearts. They even secretly applauded her when she took the initiative to break off the engagement with His Majesty.

Privately comparing every man in the Kyoto family, I feel that Prince Changyou is a pretty good person.

pity...

Fate played tricks on her? Ji Mengshu smiled secretly. What a trick of fate. It gave her a chance to start over, but she still didn't grasp it well, right?

Otherwise, how could it become such a mess...

"Girl, Sister Hongye, it's windy outside, come in and have a rest..." Qingzhu came over slowly and found that the atmosphere between the two was a little wrong.

Needless to say, I naturally know why.

"girl..."

I just wanted to persuade you.

Ji Mengshu raised his head, "We have stayed here long enough, Green Bamboo and Red Leaves, pack up some things, we will go back to our hometown in Fanyang tomorrow."

Wherever he looked in Kyoto, he saw nothing but sad memories of the past. Ji Mengshu thought that after serving his parents, he would go to the north to look for his old friends.

Qingzhu was stunned. He didn't expect them to leave so quickly. He bowed, said hello, and took Hongye away.

The courtyard gate is lonely.

The autumn wind blows.

The leaves rustled.

It would be good to leave this sad and troubled place. My father often said that after retiring, he would return to his hometown in Fan Yang. Losing a son at this age was a blow to both his father and mother.

It would be better to leave this sad place behind and let my parents enjoy their old age.

Unknown to her, there was the sound of footsteps behind her. Ji Mengshu didn't come to her senses and thought it was Qingzhu. Without turning her head, she said, "The moonlight is beautiful tonight. I'll sit for a while..."

"Where is the moonlight tonight?"

A slow voice said, it was not Qingzhu's voice. She turned her head and looked over. Under the backlight and shadow of the tree, the tears that suddenly welled up in her eyes had already blurred her vision, "Mother..."

Mother Jiang came over, her purple clothes blending into the darkness. Ji Mengshu choked up a little. Mother Jiang sat beside her, holding her in her arms, coaxing her into her arms like she did when she was a child.

"My dear daughter..."

"Mother..." She nostrils were filled with the familiar sweet-scented osmanthus scent. She had not smelled such a familiar scent for a long time. When she grows up, her mother will no longer hold her in her arms and coax her like she did when she was a child. When she grows up, her mother is all about rules and she must be careful in what she says and does.