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

Before He Hui could react, she was already assigned tasks. "The young master looks like he has been poisoned, and we are not familiar with Kyoto, so please call a few doctors."

He Hui did not dare to delay, "Okay, I'll go right away!"

Wei Zheng lay on the bed with a weak pulse, shallow breathing, and a pale face without any sign of life. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was dead.

The doctor was sweating profusely, "I'm sorry, I've never diagnosed this kind of pulse before."

He Hui stood outside, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead and a slight breathlessness. This was the last doctor in the famous doctor's office.

Liao Hui frowned, "Kyoto is such a big city, but they don't even know what kind of poison the young master has been poisoned with?! Let's go back to Toshiba! Let's go back to Toshiba!"

He Hui stopped those who wanted to leave, and before they could catch their breath, "There is one more, let's wait and see... Kyoto is a long way from Toshiba, Prince Wei can't stand it..."

After much persuasion, the man was finally persuaded. He Hui breathed a sigh of relief and motioned for the doctor outside to come in.

After a long silence, the old doctor shook his head.

Liao Hui grabbed the old doctor by the collar, "Can't you see it?!"

He Hui quickly separated Liao Hui's hand from hers, thinking that this woman was really quick-witted and kind-hearted.

"No...this disease is difficult to cure." The old doctor was old. He looked at the young man lying on the bed and touched the white beard on his chin.

He Hui's face lit up with joy, "So, there is a solution?"

After sending the doctor away, Liao Hui frowned. What did he mean by that? What kind of poison had the young master been poisoned by?

He Hui stood there in a daze, unable to recover for a long time. Her eyes fell on Wei Zheng, and she thought, could even a child from a noble family like Wei Zheng be given a chronic poison since childhood?

No wonder he always looked so weak. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse for a moment, "Didn't the doctor say that the chronic poison had been in the body for many years and had slowly invaded the internal organs... and once it broke out, this is..."

-

A small jade pendant with a dragon pattern was wrapped in the delicate handkerchief.

Ji Mengshu took out another piece from his arms, and they were a perfect pair.

"Girl, we can spend the night in Pingyang City tonight."

Ji Mengshu agreed, "We'll be in Pingyang City. We've been riding in a carriage for a whole day, and our bodies are almost broken by the shaking."

At dusk, when they arrived at Pingyang City, Ji Mengshu took Hongye to a jewelry store and asked, "Shopkeeper, where is the largest jewelry store in Pingyang City?"

Seeing that the visitor was just a girl from an ordinary family, but with an outstanding appearance, he said, "There are two in Pingyang City. The largest one is the Treasure Box in the east of the city, and the other is the Treasure Pavilion nearby. If you want to buy something exquisite, you can go to the Treasure Pavilion to choose. But please forgive me for reminding you that the items in the Treasure Pavilion are simply not affordable for ordinary people... Most people will still choose the Treasure Box in the east of the city."

Ji Mengshu thanked him and took Hongye out.

"Girl, do you want some jewelry?"

Ji Mengshu walked towards the city and said, "Let's go to the Treasure Pavilion and take a look."

Before entering, Ji Mengshu deliberately hung the half dragon-patterned jade pendant around his waist. As soon as he entered, someone in the store came out to greet him, "Sir, what do you want to see?"

The dragon-patterned jade pendant on the waist was carved vividly. The waiter took a look and led the guests to the second floor. "The master is here."

The shopkeeper stroked the dragon-patterned jade pendant, confirmed it was genuine, and then handed it to Ji Mengshu with both hands, "Master...what do you want?"

Although she has always had this dragon-patterned jade pendant, she has never used it. It seems that the treasure pavilions throughout the Dali Dynasty are indeed Ning Rongzhang's property.

"Before leaving Kyoto, someone gave me this jade pendant with dragon pattern. I thought it might have other meanings."

The shopkeeper took out an envelope from a book in the study, which he had not yet opened. "Master, please take a look."

Ji Mengshu nodded, opened the envelope, carefully read the contents inside, and then burned the letter with candlelight.

"When was the letter delivered?"

“There’s always more than February.”

It has been such a long time, and the ban in the north was not so severe at that time. It turns out that Ning Rongzhang had already anticipated this step today.

After leaving the Treasure Pavilion, Ji Mengshu hurried back to the inn, his slender white fingers shaking violently as he held the teacup.

Ning Rongzhang had expected this to happen, but what about his brother? Would he have a backup plan?

The autumn was getting colder and colder, and it was not until the beginning of winter that Ji Mengshu returned to his hometown in Fan Yang.

The old house could be lived in again after being tidied up. Hongye and Qingzhu were too busy to handle it, so they bought a few skillful maids and servants for the old house. After living in the inn for a day or two, the old house was finally tidied up.

Ji Kang got off the carriage and took a deep breath. "I'm finally back to Fanyang. I thought I couldn't come back alive."

"What did father say?" Ji Mengshu set up his parents' residence in the main house of the big courtyard, and he lived in the small courtyard, which looked no different from the Ji Mansion.

The ancestral hall was located in the west. At sunset, Ji's father and Jiang's mother went to the ancestral hall together and burned some incense for the ancestors of the Ji family. "From now on, we will spend our old age here..."

-

When it snowed in winter, Ji Mengshu took care of all the affairs in his hometown of Fanyang, bid farewell to his parents, and set off for the north.

Wei Zheng was also escorted by Liao Hui and others and moved into He Hui's outer residence.

With a letter whose value he was not sure whether it was still valid, and with the one in ten thousand hope that still existed in his heart, he supported his determination to go to the north.

It is very cold in winter, and it gets colder the further north you go. Many sedan chair bearers are unwilling to go to such a place in the north.

So many people died, and ghosts linger around at night, which is scary.

Qingzhu tugged at someone's sleeve and whimpered, "Sister Hongye, why is it so cold?"

On the trade route, the road to the north had long been blocked. The soldiers guarding the important road checked and said, "This place is blocked, let's take a detour."

Ji Mengshu twisted his sleeves, his whole body wrapped in thick clothes, and said, "General, why can't you go to the north?"

The general was quite impatient. "The war in the north was just fought in the autumn. The emperor is preparing to recover the north and the western border, and will open the city gates in the spring. Moreover, the Luanzhou tribe is in chaos now. For your own safety, you'd better not go."

Halfway through the journey, we had to turn back and head towards Xinjiang.

Fortunately, the trade routes to Western Xinjiang were frequent, and Ji Mengshu took a caravan and arrived in Western Xinjiang safely.

I remember a long time ago, on a rooftop under a full moon, he drank fine wine from Xinjiang and talked about the customs of Xinjiang. At that time, she also said that she had never been to Xinjiang.