The Rebirth of the Deposed Empress

As Hua Wuke expected, Ye Chuji did put the things in the Princess's Mansion.

Ye Chuji would put some things here at Jialan's place from time to time, and then send someone to take them away after a while. Jialan had gotten used to him behaving this way. Even though Jialan was now disappointed with her brother Ye Chuji, she still put away the things he sent her.

No one knew where Jia Lan put the thing, and the people Ye Buhuo sent to inquire several times but to no avail.

With no other choice, Hua Wu Ke decided to go to Jia Lan to test the waters.

The day of leaving the Night Kingdom for the North Kingdom is not far away, and Jialan is preparing to go to the temple outside the city to burn incense.

"You all just wait here, you don't have to follow."

Jia Lan walked in alone, took the incense from the monk, waved it towards the person above her, and then handed the incense back to the monk and put it into the incense burner.

Jia Lan folded her hands and looked indifferently at the gods above her. At first glance, she saw her mother and brother's obsession with power and their indifference towards herself. Jia Lan felt that she had no worries and nothing to ask for.

Hua Wu Ke slowly walked out from behind the Zen room and watched Jia Lan quietly fall into her own world.

Hua Wu Ke did not deliberately conceal his existence. When Jia Lan came to her senses, she soon discovered Hua Wu Ke not far behind her.

Jia Lan was a little surprised and said:

"Why is Princess An here?"

"I heard that Princess Jialan will be marrying far away soon, so I came here specially to see the princess."

Seeing that she didn't go to the princess's mansion but came to the temple to wait, Jia Lan didn't believe her and asked directly:

"Tell me what you want from me."

Hua Wu Ke smiled, but did not speak immediately. He slowly walked forward, lit a stick of incense, and bowed devoutly before slowly speaking:

"I wonder what the princess is here for today?"

Jia Lan laughed at herself, "It won't be long before I reach the North Country and I'll be all alone. There's nothing to ask for."

"Princess, are you willing to be sent to the Northern Kingdom to be the prince's concubine?"

This incident was a thorn in Jialan's heart. It was because of this incident that she saw the true colors of her mother and brother. Jialan would rather be deceived by their superficial efforts all her life.

Jia Lan replied coldly: "What does it have to do with you?"

"As a woman, Wu Ke just doesn't want to see the princess end up marrying far away and having no control over her life."

How could Jia Lan not know this? She murmured dejectedly:

"A woman's marriage is not decided by herself. Even if I am a princess, what can I do?"

"Princess, you know in your heart that you are not the only one who has to go to the Northern Kingdom to marry. Princess, you have made such a great sacrifice for the Crown Prince. I wonder if the Crown Prince will remember your kindness in the future."

Jia Lan's lips moved and she finally gave a bitter smile, the meaning of which was self-evident.

When Hua Wu Ke saw this, he couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for Jia Lan.

"Princess, have you ever thought about giving yourself a chance? Are you willing to sacrifice the rest of your life for the prince?"

Hearing this, Jia Lan looked at her with a smile and said:

"Is this the real reason why you came here today, Princess An?"

Hua Wu Ke did not hide it and admitted generously:

"Yes, Princess, don't you want to fight for yourself? Without Ye Chuji, you are still the most honorable princess of the Ye Kingdom. Why should you be constrained by others?"

Jia Lan curled the corners of her lips, as if mocking Hua Wu Ke's naivety.

"He is the crown prince today and the emperor tomorrow. How can I avoid being constrained by him?"

"As long as the princess is willing, he can be prevented from becoming the crown prince."

Jia Lan's face froze, and she asked in a low voice, "What do you mean?"

"The princess has something very important in her hands. As long as the princess is willing to hand it over to the emperor, Ye Chuji will no longer have the ability to hinder you."

Very important things... Jia Lan thought of the stack of letters that Ye Chuji sent last time.

Jia Lan was a little hesitant. After all, she and Ye Chuji were closely connected. "What if Ye Chuji angers my father and implicates me?"

"The Emperor will understand your sincerity because you have produced evidence, and will definitely not affect your status."

Jia Lan was a little shaken after hearing what was said, and while she was hesitating, there was a noise outside the door.

"Your Highness, it's getting late. You should go back home."

For some unknown reason, although Ling Xiao followed her all the time, he did not restrict her from going out as Ye Chuji ordered, so Ye Chuji sent someone to keep an eye on her.

Jia Lan heard that this person was sent by Ye Chuji to urge her to return home, and her face suddenly turned ugly. A princess being controlled by a servant, Jia Lan felt that it was really a loss of status. She forced herself to act like a princess and said to Hua Wu Ke, "Let me think about it," and then left in a hurry.

After returning to the princess's mansion, Jia Lan dismissed everyone and sat quietly in the room for a long time.

After pondering for a moment, she slowly walked to the ancestral hall. Although the queen was buried in the imperial mausoleum, the ancestral hall still enshrined the queen's tablet.

Jia Lan walked to the tablet, gently brushed away the almost invisible dust on it with a handkerchief, and whispered as if whispering to the queen:

"Mother, you and Ye Chuji were too cruel to Jia Lan. Jia Lan doesn't want to spend the rest of her life in the backyard of the Northerners."

"At this point, Jia Lan has no intention of helping Ye Chuji fight for that position. Please don't blame Jia Lan."

After saying this, Jia Lan gently put down the tablet and turned to leave, with a hint of determination in her back.

Back in the house, Jia Lan took out the things Ye Chuji had sent her and took a look at them. The more she looked, the more frightened she became. Ye Chuji actually dared to raise private soldiers. Was he crazy?

Jia Lan closed the box containing the letters and patted her beating chest.

I originally thought that this thing would at most prevent Ye Chuji from becoming emperor, but I didn't expect that it could actually bring him death.

It took her a while to calm down and she didn't know what to do. After all, he was her brother whom she had treated sincerely, and Jialan couldn't send him to death with her own hands.

It was late at night, but Jialan, who had just discovered such a shocking secret, tossed and turned in bed for a long time and couldn't fall asleep.

After meeting Jia Lan, Hua Wu Ke returned to the palace and waited for two days, but he still didn't receive any news that Jia Lan had gone to the palace, and he felt very disappointed.

One day, Hua Wuke was about to discuss the next countermeasures with Ye Buhuo when they received news that Ye Chuji was confined to the Eastern Palace.

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After two days of fear and trepidation, Jialan became visibly haggard.

Ling Xiao looked at Jia Lan who was sitting in the pavilion, staring blankly at the fish in the water. The pity in his eyes could hardly be concealed. He walked forward and gently put a thin cloak on Jia Lan's shoulders.

"Your Highness, the autumn weather is cool."

Jia Lan did not respond to this, nor did she turn around. She spoke to herself as if she was talking to herself:

"The water is so cold, how can the fish be so happy?"