There were dark clouds on the Huihe Palace and someone stabbed the sky, so did Wen Bohou's mansion.

Jiang He was taken away while sleeping deeply and was thrown into a brightly lit and very unfamiliar mansion, and he was completely panicked and confused.

The sound of wheels in the wheelchair was from far to near. Jiang He looked at the Wen Ya man who appeared at the door of the main hall, and looked alert, "Who are you? I am the eldest girl from Wen Bohou's mansion. If you dare to touch me, Wen Bohou's mansion will not spare you!"

"Miss Jiang, don't panic, I'm not a bad person." Wen Ruhan smiled gently and explained gently, "Your Majesty asked me to bring you here. Your mother has not come yet. Don't worry, wait a moment."

Jiang He stood up with the chair beside him, looking at him vigilantly, not believing it at all, "I'm talking nonsense, how could Your Majesty attack me, a weak woman? Who are you? What did you want to do if I caught me and my mother?!"

"Don't you know what Miss Jiang did herself?"

Wen Ruhan smiled faintly, and seeing Jiang He pursing his lips tightly, he kindly reminded, "Miss Jiang borrowed the serious illness of Wen Bohou and returned to Beijing privately. At the beginning of the month, he invited the prince to the banquet. In the middle of the month, he slandered the prince. It was almost October before this rumor was barely suppressed."

"Because of this, His Majesty and the Prince had a great headache. They kept it from the little queen in hiding it all the time, for fear that she would be angry."

It was cold late in autumn, and the night was even colder. Wen Ruhan’s soft blanket was replaced with thicker blankets. Jiang He was also thin, but she was flawless now and took care of these things. She was surprised and wondered, “Who are you?!”

Why is this person so clear about this matter? And what he meant was that the prince had not been affected at all these days, and His Majesty had no barriers to the prince at all. The little queen was still fine in the palace.

"Me?" Wen Ruhan chuckled, signaling Shijiang to push him into the door, then turned his head and whispered, "Close the door tighter, it's windy, it's cold."

The silent Shijiang nodded gently, turned around and closed the door one by one. After Wen Ruhan reminded him of this, Jiang He realized that he was wearing thin clothes, and the biting coldness was tightly attached to her skin, and the coolness penetrated into the cracks of the bones.

At this time, Shijiang took off the big cloak on his body, walked up and handed it to Jiang He. His black eyes quietly looked at the cold and trembling Jiang He. Jiang He glanced at the blue-gray big cloak in the little girl's hand and snorted coldly, "Get out, I don't need you as a maid."

She glared viciously at the man in a blue shirt on the wheelchair with a strong bookish atmosphere, "Where is my mother? Without His Majesty's imperial edict, you can't deceive me."

"This is the National Master's Mansion. Should Miss Jiang go and see the plaque?" Wen Ruhan turned his wheelchair and said gently, "Your Majesty has put a lot of effort into resolving this move. If you see Your Majesty, your fate will be no better than being in the National Master's Mansion."

National Master’s Mansion?!

When Jiang He heard this, he looked at Wen Ruhan suspiciously and swept across the main hall without a trace. The layout here is indeed noble and has a bit of elegant and elegant atmosphere, which is somewhat credible.

Then Jiang He's face turned pale. According to this person, wouldn't she be...

The man in black said that he would protect her secretly, and said that he would transfer the suspicion on her to the second prince. What's going on now?!

The second prince and the prince have never dealt with each other, and they have told a lot of gossip about Jiang Jiang at Jingyi Villa. Why can His Majesty still doubt her?

Didn’t that arrow agree to pretend to be the person from the Prime Minister’s Mansion and blame all this on the Prime Minister’s Mansion and the Second Prince’s faction. Now she...what should she do?!

Jiang He bit his lower lip tightly and fell into a huge panic. At this time, someone knocked on the door of the hall. Wen Ruhan raised his hand and signaled Shijiang, "Aren't you interested in Mrs. Wen Bohou? Go and have a look."

Shijiang glanced at Jiang He who was shrouded in fear when he heard this, lightly tapped his head and left quietly.

The bone-broken cold wind blew in along the opening and closing hall door. Jiang He couldn't help but shivered. Wen Ruhan turned his wheelchair to the round table in the side hall, and took the pot and poured a cup of tea. "Miss Jiang, put on a big cloak and sit down and drink a cup of hot tea to warm up your body."

Jiang He's eyes moved slightly. She looked at the thick and warm cloak on the chair, pursed her lower lip and raised her hand to take it over, and walked into the side hall.

She made up her mind, "Your Majesty asked you to deal with me?"

"Yes." Wen Ruhan drank a sip of hot tea. Feng Qingyun's posture was not linked to the word "punishment". It was as simple as coming to invite Jiang He to have a cup of tea and chat.

But the more this happens, Jiang He is more afraid of his fate.

If you slander the prince, you will be demoted to a commoner and exiled to a barren land. If you reflect on Jing'an for a lifetime, you will still... die.

She didn't expect that His Majesty trusted the prince so much.

Seeing that Jiang He was tense and the corners of his lips were bitten, Wen Ruhan chuckled and pushed Hot Tea in front of her, "Miss Jiang can't escape from both sides, why not let go of her worries and enjoy the peace of this moment for the time being."

"What the hell do you want?"

Jiang He's heart trembled slightly. What else could she not understand under this situation?

She treated the second prince as a sword, but she didn't know that she was just a sword and was regarded as a fool as a scapegoat.

She gritted her teeth, "I was bewitched. If I pointed out the true murderer behind the scenes, can His Majesty be relieved?"

Wen Ruhan smiled slightly when she heard this, "Of course, Miss Jiang can naturally repay her mistakes."

Jiang He's eyes lit up and he heard the man say again, "It's just that your Majesty agrees or not, that's not something I can guarantee."

"After all, Miss Jiang is not good for anyone to touch, so she insists on touching the queen. The last time she fell off at the queen, and this time she even messed with the prince and the queen."

A dark look flashed through Wen Ruhan's eyes, "Miss Jiang, the queen and the prince are both His Majesty's rebellious scales. You are seeking death. If you can defeat the merits, you will be lucky. If Your Majesty refuses, then you can only blame Miss Jiang for being stupid."

"Jiang Jiang has never even had favor, but..." It's just a successor.

Jiang He swallowed the words, but his eyes still betrayed her. Wen Ruhan captured the trace of unwillingness in her eyes and said carelessly, "Miss Jiang, the queen is not the youngest daughter of your Wen Bohou Mansion. You and your mother have recognized the wrong person from beginning to end."

Jiang He slowly widened his eyes when he heard this. What does the national guru mean?

"Your father knows it, but His Majesty has an order, so he dare not say it." Seeing Jiang He's disbelief, Wen Ruhan picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Don't be so surprised. After all, your Wen Bohou Mansion can make a comeback because of the empress. Without her, it's hard for you to enter the Shengjing family."

"You...she..." Jiang He was in a daze, then shook his head repeatedly, "You lied to me, she looks exactly the same as Jiang Jiang. How could she not be Jiang Jiang!"

"Because she is a person from another world, she is regarded as the daughter of destiny by His Majesty. It is his confidence and hope to unify the world."

Wen Ruhan took the teapot and poured a cup of tea again, pushed it to Jiang He again, and smiled gently, "Miss Jiang, let's have tea."

The sentence was like a thunderclap in Jiang He's ears, which made her dizzy. She licked her dry lips, picked up the tea and drank it all. Wen Ruhan's eyes swept across the clean cup of tea and raised a smile.
Chapter completed!