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

If I ever go to the place he mentioned, I will definitely try the fine wine from Western Xinjiang and see its customs.

That night, I stayed in the inn. I was exhausted from the journey. Hongye warmed up a pot of wine and Qingzhu asked for a drink. I poured myself a cup of wine in high spirits. I raised my head and lowered it, laughing with my tongue sticking out. After a while, I fell on the table and lost consciousness.

Hongye poked her head and said, "Girl, the wine in Xijiang is so strong, of course you will get drunk quickly if you drink it straight... Girl, wait, I'll go downstairs and ask for some good dishes..."

Ji Mengshu nodded obediently. At first, she wanted to wait for the food and wine to come up, but the aroma of the opened Xijiang wine was too tempting. No wonder Qingzhu couldn't wait to taste it. She smacked her lips and looked at the sleeping Qingzhu again, saying, "You little loser, you drink when you can't drink at all——"

I poured myself a glass of wine...

When Hongye brought up the two dishes, she saw the master and servant with blushing faces, lying neatly on the table. For a moment, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

When he woke up that day, Ji Mengshu held his dizzy head and said in a daze, "It seems that the wine in Western Xinjiang is really as famous as it is said to be." It was just a glass of wine, but he got so drunk.

Fortunately, they have the reliable Hongye by their side.

The inn was on the second floor. Early in the morning, one could hear muffled shouts outside. Merchants packed up their carriages and headed towards the city gate, shouting and yelling.

There is a constant stream of people coming and going.

The wind in the western border is dry, and people who have been in the capital for a long time may not be able to adapt to the climate at first, but fortunately, everyone adapts quickly. Ji Mengshu changed her clothes and came out, and saw Hongye bringing food over.

The stewed mutton and the cooked clear soup whet your appetite just by smelling them.

"Girl, did you also drink secretly last night?"

Ji Mengshu shook his head, "Of course not, I was just too sleepy and fell asleep accidentally..."

refuse to admit.

"By the way, have you heard any news?"

Upon hearing this, Hongye's face darkened for a moment, and he closed the door and said, "King Changyou has a very high prestige here, and is loved by the people of Western Xinjiang. The trade route from east to west was built with the support of King Changyou, but everyone thinks that he is dead."

What would it matter if he came to Xijiang? How could he be found in such a vast northern land and such a vast Xijiang?

Ning Rongzhang? Brother, are you still alive?

"But don't be discouraged, young lady. I have already found out that there is a treasure pavilion in the Western Frontier. Maybe there will be other news..."

Treasure Pavilion, the source of all news now is the Treasure Pavilion. People in the world do not know the relationship between Prince Changyou and the Treasure Pavilion, so this news coming from the Treasure Pavilion will not attract anyone's attention.

The Western Xinjiang now is a no-man's land, but fortunately Ning Rongzhang is well managed. Even though he has disappeared for such a long time, the entire Western Xinjiang is still in order.

"Alas, Luanzhou is blocked again..."

"Isn't it? After fighting all day, all the caravans that had passed through Luanzhou were detained."

There were complaints from a few merchants in the inn, and there were also one or two sighs in the distance.

Ji Mengshu listened calmly and understood the current situation in Western Xinjiang.

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“Cough, cough, cough! Cough, cough—”

After being in a coma for more than ten days, Wei Zheng finally woke up. The first thing he saw was a somewhat rustic hollow carved wooden bed. Looking outside, the neatly arranged furniture was not in his favorite style. Where was this?

The head that was being held was dizzy, and the voice of a woman could be faintly heard outside the door.

A very bad thought came to his mind, and he spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground. After he fainted in Chengyang Marquis's mansion, no one would be attracted by his beauty and kidnap him...

Wait, it seems that I saw a woman before I fainted...

Wei Zheng didn't dare to move at this moment. His whole body was stiff and his mind was spinning wildly. Could it be the one from Guiyang Marquis Mansion?

The door creaked open, followed by the smell of medicine. Wei Zheng frowned, he hated taking medicine the most.

When someone came closer and realized someone was trying to touch him, Wei Zheng suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed the person's wrist faster than his brain.

He Hui was startled, then smiled and asked, "Are you awake?"

He opened his mouth for a long time but didn't say a word. After a long silence, Wei Zheng said, "Are you planning to keep a mistress in your house?"

I took a quick look at the furnishings in the house. They were a little too simple. This didn't look like a golden house.

Now it was He Hui's turn to not know how to answer. She hurriedly put down the medicine and stood up, muttering, "Did you drink too much medicine and become stupid?"

Finally he opened the door and called someone over.

When Liao Hui heard that her master had woken up, she hurried over, pushed the door open, and saw Wei Zheng sitting on the bed, his white inner garment exposed. Due to his rough movements, the collar was slightly open, revealing a large area of ​​delicate skin.

Feeling quite cold, Wei Zheng quickly closed his clothes, and saw another woman coming in. He quickly looked around the room again, wondering if she had become the private favorite of some girl.

"master..."

"Ok?"

"We are the confidants of King Dongzhi. Since the young master returned to the capital, King Dongzhi ordered us to stay with him. That day, the master's old illness relapsed in the Chengyang Marquis Mansion, and I took the initiative to bring the young master out..." Liao Hui said respectfully.

Wei Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Forget it, where am I now?"

"In Miss He's private residence."

Wei Zheng took a deep breath and heard the woman say, "Did the master know that he was poisoned when he was young?"

"Poisoned?" Wei Zheng shook his head. "Is it because of poisoning that my health hasn't improved over the years?"

"I have consulted a doctor. You have had chronic poison in your body since you were a child, and there is more than one kind. That is why you are still weak. But rest assured, I will do my best to cure you!"

Of course, the person who poisoned the person would also be torn into pieces.

"But why is it in Miss He's private residence?"

Liao Hui said awkwardly, "We don't even have a place to live in Kyoto... and the people from Chengyang Marquis' Mansion have been looking for the young master. Miss He helped out, so I took the initiative to place the young master here..."

Wei Zheng lay back weakly, "It's okay, it's okay." Fortunately, his fame is still there...

Outside, the branches with fallen leaves were covered with frost.

Wei Zheng swallowed the medicine with a big gulp, and with a bitter face, he stood by the window to get some fresh air.

After lying in bed for more than ten days, his body felt very weak and he couldn't wait to wield a sword.

On a chilly winter tree branch, a lotus face suddenly appears outside the window.

"Prince Wei is here, are you feeling better?"