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

The robe was wrapped in frost, and the door closed behind him. Several ghostly figures quickly disappeared from Prince Huai's mansion, as if they had never been there.

Through the door, you can even hear muffled noises coming from inside the house from time to time.

Prince Huai's hands were tied behind his back, his mouth was still gagged with a white cloth, and he struggled. He thought, why didn't you untie that damn Ning Rongzhang before leaving? !

"The dealings between Zhenzhou and Luanzhou tribes are enough to give Prince Huai a headache for a while."

Ji Mengshu poured a cup of hot tea and placed it in front of Ning Rongzhang. The man smiled for a while, "Prince Huai has always valued interests, but his life and property are extremely important. I have a handle on him. He will listen to me for now, but it won't last long."

Yes, who wants to be controlled by others all their life?

"As long as the Luanzhou tribe and Prince Huai can reach a deal, it won't be a big deal if Prince Huai is among the people chasing you."

Ning Rongzhang looked at her and laughed out loud. His face turned pale and he coughed violently a few times.

"Ning Rongzhang! What's wrong with you?"

The handsome man looked a little sick, but he smiled and said, "As you said, there were too many people trying to assassinate me, and this old wound has not yet fully healed."

Ji Mengshu rolled his eyes at him and said helplessly, "Since he is not fully recovered, Your Majesty should take good care of him. There are so many people under him, are they all just eating for free?"

A cup of hot tea was stuffed into her hand, and the slightly scalding temperature was transmitted through her palm. Ning Rongzhang held the tea and watched her busying herself intently.

Ah San came in carrying a wooden tray, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, it's time to change the medicine."

Ji Mengshu avoided it. No one knew how he managed to avoid the assassination attempts by the Luanzhou tribe and Ning Huaixuan when he was in the north, and how he managed to escape unscathed from the heavy encirclement.

But it must be said that Ning Rongzhang definitely has this kind of determination and courage. When he closed the door and came out, he found that snow had actually fallen outside without him noticing.

Zhenzhou is close to the north, so there is always more snow in winter than in Kyoto.

Hongye came over with a thick coat and put it on her. "Girl, this Zhenzhou is not like Kyoto. It is very cold in winter. You must dress warmly. If you get sick, it will be very uncomfortable..."

"Ah-"

Ji Mengshu sneezed loudly, and Hongye quickly tied her cloak on. She saw the sleeve stove covered with black velvet in her hand. "Girl, please go out and don't stand outside."

Ji Mengshu held the stove in his sleeve and laughed at her for being cautious. "Ah, Hongye, how can you be so fragile?"

I really had underestimated the winter in Zhenzhou. Ji Mengshu huddled in bed, feeling hot and cold, his head dizzy and he couldn't open his eyes. Hongye was right.

The doctor they invited wrote down a prescription and said only that the patient had caught a cold and just needed to take good care of himself. After that, Qingzhu led the people downstairs to get the prescription and medicine. After so much going back and forth, she almost felt drowsy.

The gray-blue robe wrapped the freezing cold outside. He opened the door, but the man outside stood outside for a long time before speaking through the screen, "The winter in Zhenzhou is very cold, just like in Western Frontier. I grew up in Western Frontier since I was a child, and I'm used to this kind of cold. I forgot that you grew up in Kyoto, so you must not be used to this kind of cold. It's my fault."

After a long time without a response, Ning Rongzhang looked up and peered through the screen, only to see her blurry figure lying on the bed.

"Miss Ji?"

No one answered.

I glanced past the screen in panic and saw the man lying on the bed with a frown on his face, as if he was worried about something.

The long fingers fell on her forehead and felt a hint of heat. Ning Rongzhang thought to himself, I wonder how the two maids beside her served her to make her forehead so hot.

After tucking in the quilt for the man, he felt it was not enough, so he stood up and looked at the charcoal fire outside, and shouted, "Asan, bring two more pots of charcoal fire!"

Ah San should be outside the room.

Soon two pots of charcoal fire were brought in. Ji Mengshu was awakened by the heat, and someone seemed to wipe her sweat while she was half asleep, but she was still very hot. The quilt was opened several times and covered again.

Finally, Ji Mengshu opened her eyes and saw the culprit's hand that was pressing down on her quilt. She said with a hint of paleness between her lips, "Are you trying to kill me with the heat?"

The man didn't notice that she woke up, but was startled. He asked in surprise, "You're awake? Do you feel better?"

For some reason, the air was very hot and soon there was a cup of tea in his hand. Ji Mengshu drank it from his hand. Just as he was about to ask why the room was so hot, the door was suddenly opened with a creak.

Hongye hurriedly came in with a bowl of medicine. Qingzhu closed the door behind her. Just as she stepped over the screen, she suddenly turned around and put the medicine outside. "Miss, Your Majesty, the medicine is ready."

"Well, leave it there."

The two resigned.

"Cough cough!"

The window was ajar, but the room was very hot. Ji Mengshu wiped his sweaty hands and asked, "Did they add a charcoal basin outside?"

Ning Rongzhang nodded, with a smile on his lips. Even when he was silent, his lips were slightly raised. He seemed easy to talk to. "Zhenzhou is cold in winter. I am afraid you are not used to it."

"Qingzhu, remove the charcoal fire. It's so hot, even hotter than summer." Ning Rongzhang couldn't do something like taking care of people.

After Qingzhu removed the charcoal fire, the temperature in the room became suitable. The medicine, which smelled bitter, was quickly brought in.

"Now that the charcoal fire is gone, you still have to drink the medicine, right?" The man held the bottom of the black porcelain bowl with his long fingers. There was also thick black medicine in the bowl. Ning Rongzhang held the medicine and saw that she didn't want to pay attention to the medicine or him, so he taught her earnestly, "If you are sick, you have to take medicine. The cold in winter is the most likely to cause later illness. If you don't want to get sick every winter, just drink the medicine obediently."

Ji Mengshu lowered his eyes, frowned, and seemed unwilling to speak.

"Of course." Ning Rongzhang picked up the candied fruit on the tray. "Good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease, so of course there are candied fruits."

Ji Mengshu opened her mouth. It was just a cold. Why did she need to take medicine? "Why don't you just leave it there first? I'll drink it in a while." As she was about to lie down, Ning Rongzhang quickly grabbed her wrist that was covering her with the quilt.

A long sigh echoed in the house.

Looking at the furnishings in the house, it is clear that they are only temporarily living in Zhenzhou. However, looking at the complete items in the house, if you don’t know, you would think they have settled down here.

The bowl of medicine was brought to him in a particularly slow manner. Ji Mengshu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then held his breath and drank the whole bowl of medicine in one gulp.

"Cough cough!" The bitter taste of medicine filled my mouth, and a candied fruit was passed to my lips.