The reborn daughter of the Marquis Mansion takes over the world

A luxurious carriage stopped in front of a courtyard near the Brahma Sea at the junction of the Three Kingdoms. The man sitting in the carriage was wearing a gorgeous brocade robe and his hair was tied with a golden crown.

When the carriage stopped, Fang Yu respectfully opened the door and replied: "Little prince, we are here."

Jiang Quhan in the car half-closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead lazily.

Slowly fold and fold the folding fan in your hand.

"Let's go see the old man first."

He stood up and got out of the carriage, gathering his robe gracefully.

Just as he was about to walk into the other courtyard, he suddenly turned around and reminded Fang Yu: "The clothes in the bag have been put away by me. They were left by the princess for me."

"Yes." Fang Yu agreed.

When Jiang Quhan thought of Ning Ziqing, a gentle smile naturally appeared on his face and eyes.

That day, when he was about to throw away the green robe that he had torn off a corner of, Ning Ziqing snatched it from his hand.

She scolded Jiang Quhan and gave it to Yinxiang to clean the blood stains on it, and then found a sewing basket to mend it.

Jiang Quhan didn't pay much attention at first, since he would never wear damaged and dirty clothes anyway.

The next day, when Ning Ziqing returned the patched and folded robe to him, he opened it and questioned whether Ning Ziqing's embroidery work must be good.

When he saw a few pink and white magnolia flowers seamlessly embroidered on the damaged areas of his robe, he was stunned for a long time.

Ning Ziqing proudly showed off her embroidery skills, gave Jiang Quhan a roll of her eyes, and turned around to leave.

Jiang Quhan tightly grasped the corner of his robe, caressing the realistically embroidered magnolia flowers with his fingers, and felt a sense of warmth in his heart.

Helian came out to greet Jiang Quhan and saw the intoxicating smile on his face. He was stunned before bowing and saying:

"I have met the young prince. The prince is waiting for you to see him."

Jiang Quhan came back to his senses, suppressed his smile, and regained his stern look.

He waved his folding fan to signal Helian to excuse himself and followed him into the other courtyard.

Helian led him to the garden outside the main hall, where a middle-aged man in a dark brocade robe was playing with a pink and white peony flower.

This person is none other than King Ruian of Qianye Kingdom: Sikong Yin.

Hearing the footsteps, Si Kongyin stopped, turned around, looked at Jiang Quhan with a deep look, and spoke calmly.

"Are you willing to come back?" He pulled the handkerchief from the maid's hand and wiped his fingers carelessly. His tone was not serious, but he exuded the majesty of a king.

Jiang Quhan bowed to him and snorted dissatisfiedly: "If I don't come back, old man, you may have to come and catch me yourself!"

Si Kongyin handed the handkerchief to the maid, waved his hand, and dismissed the servants in the garden, then approached Jiang Quhan.

"Axu, you are not young anymore, it's time to get married."

Jiang Quhan frowned and resisted: "You are calling me back so urgently just to force me to get a wife?"

Si Kongyin nodded.

Jiang Quhan flatly refused: "I won't marry you. If I want to marry you, you can marry yourself."

Si Kongyin smiled and was not annoyed: "But King Li has chosen you as his son-in-law, so I can't refuse him."

Jiang Quhan was surprised: "What happened in the court?"

"Concubine Li and the Sixth Prince have been very favored recently. It seems that the position of the East Palace is about to change hands!" Si Kongyin sighed softly.

Jiang Quhan rubbed the bones of his fan, raised the corners of his mouth, and sneered disdainfully: "Prince Li is probably trying to win over us to help the Sixth Prince ascend to the throne, but it doesn't matter whoever takes that position is the same to me."

Sikong Yin chuckled: "Axu, you have pretty much wiped out those people over the years, and you don't even take them seriously, Your Majesty. Now you can at least restrain yourself."

Jiang Quhan scratched his ears with a folding fan and said with a smile:

"What? Old man, have you seen through the world of mortals and want to become a monk? Your position as the heir apparent of Prince Rui'an has been vacant for so long. When there is a successor, you can put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately!"

"You are so outrageous!" Sikong Yin was slightly annoyed and glanced at him displeased.

Then he said sternly: "You have no choice this time. You will go back to Tiandu tomorrow and marry Princess Huimin!"

After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Quhan to refuse, he put his hands behind his back and turned around to leave.

Jiang Quhan hurriedly stopped him: "Old man, I can marry Princess Huimin. But I can only give her the position of concubine. I already have someone I love, and I can't give her the position of principal concubine to anyone else."

Si Kong Yin paused, turned his head and stared at him solemnly.

"The one you love is the little legitimate daughter of Ninghou Mansion in Nanyao Kingdom?"

Jiang Quhan nodded.

Si Kongyin paused and chuckled: "Axu, when did you become soft-hearted?"

"If you really fell in love with this little legitimate daughter, you would have brought her back directly in the past. However, you let her go. Is it possible that the little legitimate daughter didn't like you?"

Si Kongyin asked questioningly.

Jiang Quhan choked, he saw through his thoughts, and shouted unhappily with a sullen face.

"If you don't agree, then I won't marry you!"

He was sullen and wanted to leave angrily.

"Stop!" Si Kongyin shouted to stop him.

"Marriage is a major matter. It's your parents' order. How can you not marry if you say you won't?"

"Come here, please keep an eye on the young prince. If you let him escape again, I will not let him go easily!"

Sikong Yin became angry and waved to summon Helian and a dozen private soldiers to surround Jiang Quhan.

Fang Yu quickly stepped forward to persuade.

"Young prince, if a good man doesn't suffer the consequences, please don't talk back to the prince. You should be subdued first and avoid being punished for copying "Qianli"!"

Jiang Quhan twitched the corner of his mouth, pointed at him, held back his anger, and was reluctant to negotiate terms with Si Kong Yin with a straight face.

"Old man, I'll just marry you, but you can't punish me for copying "Qianli"!"

Sikong nodded in agreement.

"I led the fourth prince Huo Yunjue of Nanyao Kingdom to do the matter in Cangzhou. This man is very scheming and has deliberately hidden his power for many years. He and the second prince Huo Yunhong have already fallen out with each other over the matter of Jing Gucheng. What happens next? We don’t need to intervene, just watch them fight among themselves.”

Sikong Yin was silent for a moment, listening to him mention this matter. After thinking about it, he said: "It seems that these two people have the intention of seizing the heir."

Jiang Quhan unfolded his folding fan and curled his lips with a sarcastic smile: "The royal family disputes in Nanyao Kingdom are probably even worse than those in Qianye Kingdom."

Hearing this, Sikong Yin waved his hand and retreated the private soldiers, and looked at Jiang Quhan calmly.

"Your Majesty has ordered me to go to Nanyao Kingdom next month. Then you can go with me!"

Jiang Quhan frowned and asked, "What does Sikong Po want to do again?"

Si Kongyin rubbed the white jade ring on his thumb and sneered: "What else can he do? He has already stepped into the coffin with one foot, but he still wants to struggle to the death."

"When he lowered his profile and begged you to give him Youhua Guimeng, you just refused!"

Sikong Yin's dark eyes flashed with cold light.

"Axu, he won't let you or me go!"

Jiang Quhan's face was filled with anger: "If he doesn't let us go, I won't let him go either! I'm afraid there's no one in the world who wants him dead more than me!"

He put away the folding fan, his eyes were extremely gloomy, and his expression was very cold, as if covered with ice.

Fang Yu and Helian stood aside with their heads lowered and their bodies straightened, even breathing heavily.

Si Kongyin stepped forward, patted Jiang Quhan's shoulder and explained to him helplessly.

"Axu, I know you don't want to marry Princess Huimin, but King Li was forced to have no choice. His Majesty wanted to make peace with Nanyao Kingdom, but was reluctant to marry the Ninth Princess, so the idea came to King Li and Princess Huimin, so he Found me!"

Jiang Quhan chuckled: "Come on, old man, you haven't sold me once or twice, don't look embarrassed."

Sikong Yin paused and slapped him: "You bastard, I have been worrying a lot about your life-long event. This time you are obedient and marry Princess Huimin. Next month, I will go to Nanyao Kingdom. I will come forward to ask you to marry the little legitimate daughter of the Hou Mansion, but don’t even think about the position of the principal concubine. When you marry her back, you can do whatever you want!"

Jiang Quhan thought for a while and did not refuse. He just asked Huitian to set a wedding date with Princess Huimin first. When the time came, he would marry the main concubine and the concubine and hold a wedding together.

Si Kongyin hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed with him.

Jiang Quhan thanked him with satisfaction and went to rest.

Before leaving, Si Kongyin asked him if he had gone to worship at her mother's grave.

Jiang Quhan shook his head and sneered: "Old man, it's been so long, why can't you let go of your obsession? My mother doesn't want to see me."

He held the folding fan tightly, with a hint of anger in his voice.

Si Kongyin sighed: "You are still blaming me!"

"Since it is a mistake, why do you let it continue to go wrong? You can obviously stop it!"

Jiang Quhan roared emotionally.

"Little prince, prince, he..."

Helian opened his mouth to persuade, but was given a sharp look by Jiang Quhan, who was so frightened that Helian immediately stopped talking.

Si Kongyin looked at Jiang Quhan's gloomy expression, and a hint of pain flashed in his eyes.

"That's your mother, I just want her to live."

Jiang Quhan laughed a few times, stared at him coldly and said sarcastically: "Does she want to live? Si Kongyin, this is just your wishful thinking!"

"Axu, shut up!" Si Kongyin scolded him angrily, almost losing control of his anger.

After a while, he calmed down and softened his tone.

"Okay, don't mention the past. After returning to Tiandu, if His Majesty asks you about Youhua Guimeng again..."

"I gave it away!" Jiang Quhan interrupted him.

Si Kongyin was stunned and couldn't believe it: "What did you say?"

Jiang Quhan replied calmly: "I gave Youhua Guimeng to Fu Jinye's daughter."

"Nonsense, do you know that His Majesty has indulged you all these years, firstly because of the Youhua Guimeng in your hand? If you gave it away, will he forgive you?"

Si Kongyin scolded him angrily.

Jiang Quhan raised his eyebrows disdainfully: "I'm not afraid of him. At worst, the fish will die and the net will be broken. What else can he do to me? If I kill him, none of my nine tribes will be punished!"

Si Kong Yin was stunned: "You are simply lawless!"

Jiang Quhan smiled: "Old man, the Youhua Guimeng was originally prepared by my master for Fu Jinye."

"Do you know how my master lived in the years after Fu Jinye died?"

Sikong Yin's eyes trembled and he was speechless.

"He poisoned himself with the butterfly dream, and fell into a fantasy day and night, trapping himself in it just to see Fu Jinye, beg her to forgive him, and want to stay with her forever!"

"If it hadn't been for my mother, he wouldn't have missed Fu Jinye and regretted it for the rest of his life!"

Jiang Quhan's eyes were red and his expression was sad.

"I want to repay my master's kindness, and I will avenge my mother's revenge!"

"In this life, besides repaying kindness and taking revenge, what else can I ask for?"

His emotions were surging, his eyes were cold, and his heart was so painful that he wanted to stab himself.

Sikong Yin looked gloomy and looked at Jiang Quhan blankly, feeling endless desolation in his heart.

"Axu...you probably hate me, right?" he asked hoarsely.

Jiang Quhan's eyes were dark and unclear. He didn't answer, but raised his hand and bowed to Sikong Yin before leaving.

He turned around and said at the same time: "Old man, without Youhua Guimeng, Sikong Po wants me to help him refine the Wolf Hissing Wind. He won't be cruel to me for a while. You'd better find out when you get back to Tiandu. What happened to the remnants of the Hongsha tribe who escaped back then?"

Si Kongyin looked at his leaving figure, took a deep breath, and motioned for Helian to step forward.

"Capture Gan Jiu for interrogation, and send someone to arrest his family first and keep them under strict guard!"

"I obey," Helian responded respectfully.