My elder sister forced me to become a concubine; I was reborn and remarried into the emperor's

Unconsciously, Wei Nanxun recalled the romantic scene of their first meeting; she had always thought the belt was lost.

The belt was a very private item, like an undergarment, and she had been worried about it for many days, fearing that it might be picked up by someone with ulterior motives in the palace.

I never imagined that he would keep it.

The thought that he had been hiding her belt all this time made her face burn.

He looks so upright and dignified, how could he have such a peculiar habit!

He said nice things, promising not to bother her, yet he sent her a belt. It was clearly a message that their relationship was already ambiguous, and he wouldn't give up.

This person is so annoying.

Unfortunately, Wei Heyu was completely unaware of the situation. He was already very curious when he saw that his older sister knew the benefactor who had saved him.

What prince? It was just the crown prince, how come there's another prince now?

Moreover, the elder sister's attitude towards this prince was clearly completely different from that towards the crown prince. She hated and loathed the crown prince, but when this prince was mentioned, she was more ashamed and annoyed than disliked him.

Seeing that she looked strange, she immediately asked with concern, "Sister, what's wrong? Why is your face so red? Are you tired from the journey?"

Wei Nanxun slammed the box shut and forced a chilly smile: "It's nothing, I'm fine."

Then, gritting her teeth, she said to Ji Feng, "Please thank the prince for me. I'm sorry to trouble him to keep my things safe."

Ji Feng had never seen the box before. When the prince said he needed to deliver something and asked him to come, he readily accepted the order.

It was only after arriving that he learned that this Miss Guan was actually Miss Wei, who had also come to the capital. Given how much the prince cared about the girl, Miss Wei would eventually enter the prince's mansion, so he had to be the first to latch onto her before everyone else.

He was naturally slow to react to matters between men and women, so he didn't even notice Wei Nan's teeth itching with anger.

He said solemnly, "I will certainly convey your feelings to you."

Then he looked at Wei Heyu on the couch and said, "I was just doing my duty for the prince. If you want to thank someone, young master, you should thank our prince."

Ji Feng felt that he had done his job perfectly today, even better than Ji Yunlai.

His eyes darted around, and he added casually, "However, our Prince went straight to the palace as soon as he returned to the capital. He has a mountain of official business to attend to, so he's probably not free lately. When the Prince has some free time, he will definitely come to find the young lady... and the young master."

After saying that, he clasped his hands in a fist salute and strode away with a flourish.

Wei Nan was left fuming, clutching his chest.

It's like trying to hide something obvious; who would know where he went, or who would want him to come looking for her?

That damned lecher! How blind must she be to mistake him for a pedantic, poor scholar!

Wei Heyu looked left and right, wanting to ask so many questions, but seeing that her sister was too shy to speak, she could only look to Zhixia for help.

Zhixia blinked rapidly and made a sewing motion over her mouth.

The Buddha said it cannot be spoken.

-

Pei Ji's injuries had long since healed. He had been lingering before and had never experienced the feeling of being cared for and worried about.

Now that Pei Yuyan has arrived with his troops, there's no reason for him to continue lying down.

They prepared the clothes and the horse; although it wasn't as good as Pei Yuyan's spirited steed, it was still a fine horse.

Pei Ji neither complained nor doubted, and nimbly mounted his horse.

The moment he mounted his horse, his entire aura changed completely; some people are truly born to lead thousands of troops.

He wore a black robe, his long hair was tied up, and a broadsword was at his waist.

He sat alone on his horse, without a single soldier, yet he possessed the imposing presence of a man who could hold off ten thousand.

Pei Yuyan hesitated for a long time. Even the commander of the Imperial Guards who followed him had hinted that as long as he gave the order, Pei Ji could be executed on the spot.

So what if he is the Prince of Su? So what if he has won every battle? He is just one person, but they have an elite and well-organized army.

However, Pei Yuyan still dared not make a move. Firstly, he was deeply wary of this uncle, and secondly, he always felt that things were not so simple.

Pei Jineng has won many battles, and he was previously wounded by an assassin, so how could he not be on guard? He may appear to be without troops now, but what if he makes a move and the ambushing men surround him?

He didn't want to risk his life for this one-in-a-million possibility.

After Pei Ji spurred his horse and galloped away, Pei Yuyan mounted his horse and followed. They returned to the capital without seeing another person.

A pang of regret stirred within him; Pei Ji had played a trick on him.

Moreover, he had a vague premonition that he had missed the only chance in his life to kill him.

But no matter how much he regretted it, it was too late. He could only watch helplessly as Pei Ji rode his horse, ignoring the guards at the Meridian Gate, and drove straight into the palace.

The arrogant Prince Su, whose name made enemies retreat in fear, returned to the palace.

The imperial guards inside the palace were momentarily stunned, not recognizing who this was.

After all, according to the laws of this dynasty, any official of the Great Yan must dismount and surrender his weapons before entering the palace. Yet he brazenly carried a broadsword and, without slowing down his horse, leaped in.

The Imperial Guards, along with the palace gate guards, immediately gave chase, pursuing them all the way to the outside of the main hall of the Golden Palace.

The rider tightened the reins with one hand, and the horse's forelegs rose high into the air, causing his clothes to flutter, but he remained perfectly still.

The guards quickly moved forward and surrounded the man, with archers even positioned on the high walls of the city.

"Who goes there on horseback? How dare you trespass through the palace gates and cause trouble in this sacred hall! This is a capital offense! Dismount at once!"

Pei Ji last returned to the capital when the late emperor passed away. Many years have passed since then, and the palace guards have long been replaced. They did not recognize that this was Prince Su, who had been stationed at the border for a long time.

Seeing his luxurious clothes, they assumed he was a rich young master from somewhere, but felt that although he had some skills, he was also too bold.

They even dared to break into the palace gates; they must have several heads to lose.

Pei Ji didn't even glance at them, and said loudly from his high position, "Where is Minister Wen? Where is Zhang Jinchu?"

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances. Wen Xiang aside, this Zhang Jinchu was the head of the Six Ministries. Who was he to dare to call Zhang Jinchu by his full name in public?

"Who are you, you brat, daring to address these two lords by their names? If you don't dismount, we'll have to fire our arrows!"

Pei Ji glanced coldly at the speaker, a junior officer on guard duty today, and also Chen Desheng's godson, who was known for his boastful and sycophantic manner. Seeing today as a good opportunity to make a name for himself, he couldn't wait to show off.

But being glanced at so casually sent a chill down his spine, and he instinctively felt that the person in front of him was not someone to be trifled with.

But once the words are spoken, if one were to back down now, wouldn't that be a huge slap in one's own face?

Besides, if he were truly someone extraordinary, why wouldn't he announce his identity? He gritted his teeth, raised his hand, and shouted, "He's courting death! Fire arrows! Shoot him dead!"

Just as he was about to lower his hand, the archers drew their bows, and the battle was about to begin.

An aged yet authoritative voice rang out behind the crowd: "Stop it, all of you!"

Everyone turned to look back and saw the Empress Dowager, surrounded by people, walking briskly towards them.

"Empress Dowager, I pay my respects to the Grand Empress Dowager. May the Empress Dowager live a thousand years!"

After everyone kowtowed, someone in the crowd said, "Your Majesty, be careful. This villain is ruthless. Do not harm your health."

The Empress Dowager's sharp gaze sharpened, and she said in a solemn voice, "Where did this thief come from? This is my son, Prince Su, the only person in Great Yan who is allowed to ride into the palace gates."

Then the Empress Dowager raised her hand again, and the little eunuch beside her said in a high-pitched voice, "Kneel and kowtow."

Everyone knelt down in unison and shouted "Long live the Emperor!"

"By imperial decree of the Emperor of Great Yan, Prince Su, Pei Ji, is hereby appointed as Regent. During the time of my serious illness, the Regent shall oversee the state and act as regent. So be it."