After Rebirth, She Becomes the Revenge Queen-Chapter 481 - 333: Is She Possessed? (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

"Indeed it is so," Fu Zhen nodded without any reservation, "My grandfather once suffered an accident, fell into the water, caught an illness, and consequently passed away."

"What kind of accident did he encounter?"

"One night at the Huzhou Pier, after inspecting the cargo ship, he was accidentally injured and fell into the water during a sudden fight between two groups of people."

The Empress nodded and asked a moment later, "Do you know who the fighting parties were?"

Fu Zhen shook her head, "Neither I nor my mother know, and my grandfather never spoke of it."

The Empress pressed her lips together lightly and fell silent.

Her folded hands slowly tightened, and this scene fell into Fu Zhen’s watchful eyes.

That the Empress would inquire about Mr. Ning’s affairs from Fu Zhen was within Fu Zhen’s expectations.

And this was precisely the main reason she had hoped to enter the palace these days.

When Pei Zhan and Liang Chen placed those pieces of evidence obtained from Prince Rong’s Mansion before the Empress and Emperor, and after the Crown Prince and Prince Rong narrated the process of the eldest prince’s murder in Baiyu Lane, the Emperor and Empress, who had hoped for their missing son for many years, would inevitably have an emotional breakdown, but afterward, they would surely calm down.

The eldest prince, at the age of only ten, was already involved in temporary discussions with the Emperor, and during a surprise attack by enemy forces, he was able to heroically stay behind to protect the Empress, showing remarkable intelligence and possessing some crisis handling experience.

Yang Zhan, having been repeatedly beaten by Pei Zhan and Fu Zhen in Prince Rong’s Mansion, had his skills clearly demonstrated.

Even if he had many followers at the time and resorted to using a weapon against the eldest prince in a state of panic, it was unreasonable that he could succeed without alerting the neighboring residents.

And so far, the evidence from all sides revealed that only the Ning Family had close contact with the eldest prince, so it was inevitable that Fu Zhen, who had now become Pei Zhan’s wife, would be questioned.

"Mr. Ning was a genius in commerce, his passing is truly a sorrowful loss."

After a while, the Empress spoke thus.

By this time, a gentle smile had reappeared on her face, as if that moment of distraction earlier had never occurred.

A coughing sound came from the couch on the other side of the curtain.

The Empress stood up: "This is your first time in the palace, I’ll see you off."

Fu Zhen wondered how she deserved such an honor as to have the Empress personally escort her?

But since the Empress had already started walking toward the threshold, she too remained silent and turned to follow her towards the palace gate.

At the moment of turning, she glanced towards the curtain, seeing the Emperor reclining on a brocade couch, holding a memorial, only his indistinct figure could be seen, his face unclear.

After leaving the palace gate, the Empress slowed her pace, exchanged a few mild words on the way, inquired about Mrs. Ning, and asked about the current business of the Ning Family.

Just before reaching the Great Zhou Gate, she stopped, turned to Fu Zhen:

"I won’t see you off any further, I’ll summon you to the palace for a chat another day."

Fu Zhen retreated two steps to bow: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."

The Empress smiled, then glanced at the sedan that had halted beside: "Go back."

Fu Zhen thanked her once more, then boarded the sedan.

The Empress stayed in place to watch her depart, not turning back until Fu Zhen had disappeared from sight, returning the way she came.

Only, her returning steps seemed as heavy as a thousand pounds, weighing her down and making her pace slow and heavy.

Inside the sedan, Fu Zhen did not withdraw her gaze until she could no longer see the Empress’ figure clearly.

After exiting the palace gate, she swapped for her own sedan, her brow furrowing tighter. Midway, she asked Guo Song where Pei Zhan was, and sent someone to bring him back, but just as she reached the gate, Pei Zhan arrived in haste.

Turns out, after hearing the news that Fu Zhen was summoned to the palace, he had quickly finished matters at the camp and hurried back.

"What did Her Majesty say to you?"

Pei Zhan asked immediately as he entered.

At this point, Fu Zhen was in no hurry: "Let me change clothes in my room first, then I will tell you."

Pei Zhan followed her into the house: "Then first, tell me, how did it feel going to the palace this time? Her Majesty didn’t treat you as an outsider, did she?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Zhen paused at the threshold inside: "What are you worried about?"

Pei Zhan, embarrassed, refused to admit it verbally, "Why should I worry? Just asking out of curiosity."

Fu Zhen tugged his sweat-soaked collar: "Not worried, then why did you rush back so fast?"

Pei Zhan glanced at her sidelong, pulling back his collar: "The horse from last night had eaten too much, its hooves were vigorous."

With that, he turned his head without waiting for Fu Zhen’s response and went to his own room.

Fu Zhen lowered her head to look at the long sword in her hand, raised an eyebrow, and then entered the threshold briskly.