Did the eldest daughter ascend the throne today?

Ning Zhiwei was about to speak when she was interrupted. "Who are you? When is it a woman's turn to interrupt in such an occasion?"

It was Cheng Yuer, her eyes full of hostility.

"Aren't you a woman?" Ning Zhiwei was a little confused. How did she offend Cheng Yu'er? She asked coldly, "Why can't women speak? Who stipulated this? Why? Your rules are more important than the emperor's?"

Cheng Yu'er's eyes were as cold as a venomous snake. "I suspect you are deliberately making trouble. Your Majesty, please kick this girl out."

Ning Zhiwei opened her eyes wide in surprise, "When did the prostitute become so bold? She actually ordered the king to listen to her."

One sentence displeased the king. Cheng Yuer was horrified. "I didn't, you're talking nonsense, Your Majesty. She framed me. She deliberately made things difficult for me. She has an unusual relationship with Rong Jing."

Upon hearing this, Ning Zhiwei knew that this person came prepared.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, "Your Majesty, will you let me finish what I am saying?"

She did not get entangled with Cheng Yuer, nor did she give any explanation. Instead, she went directly to the emperor to break the impasse, as he was the one with the most say.

The emperor looked at Rong Jing, who had no expression on his face, and said, "Speak."

Ning Zhiwei took a deep breath, "Rong Jing is your closest relative."

The crowd was buzzing with discussion. What? Something? Could it be the prince who was stranded outside?

Is it true or false? Oh my god, please tell me.

The princes were in a state of confusion, right? Rong Jing was no ordinary man, and the competition for the throne became even more intense.

The fourth prince was the first to jump out and loudly accused, "Ning Zhiwei, you spread rumors to confuse the people, what crime should you be punished for?"

"Father, she is trying to divert everyone's attention and help Rong Jing escape punishment. She has ulterior motives..."

Ning Zhiwei was not someone to be trifled with, and he said directly, "Fourth Prince, you are so funny. You have already convicted someone before he was convicted. If you were the emperor, there would be countless unjust cases, and the people of the world would be in trouble."

As soon as she opened her mouth, she bit the Fourth Prince directly in the vital spot.

What is the fight for? The heart of the king and the hearts of the subjects.

With just a few words, she cut off the path to winning the hearts of the people. Who would want a confused and incompetent king?

The princes were delighted and said, "Okay, okay, let's tear it apart as hard as we can."

The Fourth Prince was furious. How dare she? "Ning Zhiwei, shut up."

Ning Zhiwei snorted coldly, "I know you are ambitious and eyeing the throne, but in terms of talent and character, you are not good enough."

Everyone gasped, shocked by her audacity. Princess Jingning was truly a lunatic.

The word "no" completely broke the Fourth Prince down, and he also wanted to kill him. "Ning Zhiwei, you are a subject, how dare you criticize the prince? Who do you think you are?"

Yes, which prince doesn't have ambitions? But they must not be exposed. They are all hidden. If you expose them, who else should be killed if not you?

Ning Zhiwei looked at him innocently, "I'm just telling the truth, okay, I won't say it anymore."

In his previous life, this bastard colluded with Su Mingjin to torture and suppress her in various ways, making her miserable, and forcing Su Mingjin to save her heroically time and time again, thus making her believe in Su Mingjin's so-called sincerity.

The emperor's mind was all on the secret, and he was sure that no prince was left out there. "Okay, finish your story quickly."

Ning Zhiwei smiled slightly, "Your Majesty, when you saw him for the first time, did you feel any familiarity? Did you feel inexplicably familiar with him?"

The emperor was stunned. Yes, indeed, he had. The first time he saw Rong Jing was during the palace examination. The talented young man was as tall as a pine tree and as calm as water. He felt safe and secure at first sight and he had a good impression of him.

This is also one of the reasons why he promoted Rong Jing.

Ning Zhiwei pointed at Rong Jing's face and asked, "Who does his eyes look like?"

"Master Rong, please smile. When you smile, you look exactly like that person."

Rong Jing looked at her deeply, his expression wooden, "I can't laugh."

Ning Zhiwei spread her hands and said, "Your Majesty, there is nothing I can do about this."

The people are in a hurry, can you please speak directly? Please speak quickly, who are you trying to make anxious?

Ning Zhiwei deeply understands human nature. He said frankly, how can it be more convincing than guessing it yourself? People only believe in their own judgment.

The emperor stared at Rong Jing solemnly for a long while, then suddenly shouted, "Laugh."

Rong Jing pulled the corners of his mouth and forced a smile, which was weak, pale, powerless, tired, and contained a hint of disgust, towards himself and this world.

A face that was forcing a smile flashed through the emperor's mind. It was obvious that he couldn't smile, but he was still forcing himself to smile. The smile didn't reach his eyes, and there was a hint of brokenness in it.

A bolt of thunder struck the emperor. It was exactly like that.

"Sister Royal."

It was just like that night when there was a riot in the deep palace. The young imperial sister stood by his side holding a long sword, the blade of the sword was stained with the blood of the enemy. When the commander of the Forbidden Palace led his team to rush in to protect the emperor, the imperial sister smiled like this.

That moment was deeply imprinted in his memory.

The scene went into an uproar. “What, Her Royal Highness the Princess?”

"Did I hear correctly? How could Lord Rong look like the eldest princess?"

"The two of them are not involved at all. The princess has never left the capital, and Lord Rong's hometown is thousands of miles away."

"That's right, this is ridiculous."

The most unlikely things are often the most likely.

Ning Zhiwei said loudly, "Your Majesty, you are right, Rong Jing is the eldest princess's biological son."

The emperor's heart was struck as if by a stone. "What evidence do you have?"

"The birthmark. The eldest princess's biological son has a birthmark on his arm. The eldest princess has already suspected it."

These words were so profound and contained so much information that they dried up everyone's brain cells.

The emperor's expression changed several times. Did the princess suspect that Su Mingjin was not the eldest princess's son, but Rong Jing was?

He had long suspected the Su father and son, but had no evidence or reason. Now, Ning Zhiwei brought him a reason.

"Where is the eldest princess? Go and get her."

The emperor looked at his confidant and winked, "Xiao Linfeng, go there in person and invite the prince consort and Prince Jin as well."

It was said to be an invitation, but in fact it was an escort to prevent escape.

"Yes." Xiao Linfeng did not dare to neglect and quickly led a team of people to set off.

"The Criminal Department."

The Minister of Justice stood up and said respectfully, "Here."

The emperor gave a cold order, "Throw Liu San and Cheng Yu'er into the prison and place them under heavy guard. Do not allow anyone to approach them. If anything goes wrong, you will be held responsible."

He had already thought of several conspiracy theories. Anyway, these two people were key witnesses and might be able to eradicate the remnants of the previous royal family.

"Yes."

"Disperse the people, and officials above the third rank follow me back to the palace." The emperor took a few steps and suddenly turned around, "Rong Jing, Ning Zhiwei, follow me."

The officials whose names were called followed in a hurry, while the officials who were not called looked regretful and nervous.

The weather in the capital is about to change!

Who will the sword hit this time?

The people were so anxious that they were jumping up and down. Who knows how they felt when they heard half of the shocking gossip?

He scratched his ears and cheeks, neither going up nor down.

Uncomfortable!