The prison at the Ministry of Justice was dark, damp, and filled with a foul odor. The Mobei King and his wife were imprisoned in the same cell with Song Chengjiao and Jiang Shiwei, while the remnants of the Daqian Dynasty's royal family were imprisoned next door.

Song Chengjiao, wearing tattered prison uniform, slowly walked to Jiang Shiwei's side. His voice was low and gentle:

"Madam, if Jin Linlin summons you, you must speak well of your husband. As long as there is life, there will be no shortage of firewood."

Jiang Shiwei's eyes were already red from crying, and the pain in her heart was beyond words. When the Mobei Palace was breached, they fled in a hurry, and in the panic she had forgotten her child.

Now, the child is missing in the chaos and his life or death is unknown, which makes her heart break.

However, what made her even more heartbroken was that her parents-in-law and husband turned a blind eye to the child's disappearance, as if the child had nothing to do with them.

Jiang Shiwei couldn't help but feel that all this was so ridiculous. She couldn't help but think of the last time her second sister-in-law advised her to divorce. If she had listened to her second sister-in-law's advice at that time, perhaps she wouldn't have had so many troubles.

Now, she could barely protect herself. Jin Linlin not only divorced her second brother, but also listed her third brother and his wife as wanted criminals, and their whereabouts remain unknown. No one in the Jiang family could help her, and she felt incredibly desperate and helpless.

At this moment, Mo came over with the imperial edict in one hand. Seeing this, the four of them knelt on the ground in panic and took the edict hesitantly.

"By the providence of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: The King of Mobei is unruly and rebellious, stubbornly resisting submission, causing great suffering to the people. His crimes are heinous and unforgivable. The King of Mobei and his clan are demoted to commoners and confined to Beizhuang as a warning to others. This is decreed!"

When the King of Mobei heard this imperial edict, he felt like he had been struck by lightning. His legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground. The four people standing nearby, though they managed to escape with their lives, were terrified and trembled, only able to sob softly.

Mo Yi urged expressionlessly:

"Hurry up and get up. Don't dawdle. Head to Beizhuang immediately. His Majesty is so tolerant of you. This is truly a great favor from the Emperor. You should be grateful."

Upon hearing this, King Mobei woke up as if from a dream. He hurriedly struggled to get up from the ground and prepared to follow Mo Yi to Beizhuang.

However, at this moment, Jiang Shiwei suddenly grabbed Mo Yi's arm tightly and asked pleadingly:

"Sir, I am your Majesty's sister-in-law. May I see your Majesty?"

Mo Yi frowned slightly, pulled his arm out of Jiang Shiwei's hand impatiently, and responded indifferently:

"Your Majesty no longer has any connection with Jiang Zhixu. Your second brother has been demoted to a commoner, and his ties with the Jiang family are severed. Under these circumstances, Your Majesty will naturally not see you."

Jiang Shiwei felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar when she heard these words. She seemed to have lost all her vitality and her expression instantly became listless. She stared blankly at Mo Yi, her lips slightly parted, but no sound came out.

Finally, Jiang Shiwei staggered out of the prison under the push of the guards, and his back looked extremely desolate and helpless.

Mo Yi walked slowly at the end of the team. His eyes inadvertently swept towards the cell next door. Suddenly, his eyes widened and his face was full of astonishment.

There was actually someone in that cell who felt strangely familiar! Upon closer inspection, Mo Yi couldn't help but gasp. Wasn't that the former emperor's eldest son, Prince Jin? Wasn't he already dead? How could he be here?

Meanwhile, in the imperial gardens of the palace, Jin Linlin was leisurely playing with the twins. The two little guys were only four years old, the age when cats and dogs hate them. They were full of energy and seemed to never run out, destroying everything wherever they went.

Jin Linlin looked at the two mischievous children and smiled helplessly. At this moment, Chunxue walked over quickly and reported to her:

"Your Majesty, Mo Yi is back. The Mobei King and his family have been sent to Beizhuang according to your wishes."

Jin Linlin responded nonchalantly, then continued to stretch. Ever since the princess gradually became able to handle state affairs, she had become increasingly lazy, not wanting to move at all all day.

Seeing this, Chunxue hesitated for a moment, but then continued, "Your Majesty, Mo Yi brought back someone. He asked if you would like to meet him?"

"Oh?" Jin Linlin's interest was piqued. "Who is it?"

"It's the eldest prince of the previous dynasty, Prince Jin. There seems to be some grudge between you and him. Do you want to meet him?" Chunxue asked cautiously.

Jin Linlin's half-closed eyes suddenly flew open. Her gaze, like lightning, glared directly at Chunxue, sneering, "What a cunning rabbit with three burrows! How could he still be alive when the capital was completely surrounded?"

"Bring him in!" With this cry, the former prisoner transformed into the almighty empress. And the once insolent him, on the other hand, became a prisoner, bound and brought into the hall.

Chunxue stood aside, watching her Majesty's playful behavior, feeling somewhat speechless. However, before she could recover, Prince Jin was escorted in.

Although the Prince of Jin was dressed in prisoner's clothes, his innate nobility and stubbornness could not be concealed. His eyes revealed a hint of reluctance and vigilance, as if he still held out a glimmer of hope for the current situation.

Jin Linlin sat in the rocking chair, looking down at Prince Jin, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised in a mocking smile.

"Hey, Crown Prince, how are you?" Her voice was filled with teasing. "Back then, I really suffered a lot under your hands."

The King of Jin snorted coldly and responded without showing any weakness: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Now I am in your hands. You can kill me or chop me up as you please!"

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