Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

A gust of cold wind blew by.

Mixed with the drizzle of autumn rain, it is so cold that it makes people shiver.

On the beams of Shunqing Marquis' Mansion, corpses were hanging one after another, swaying in the wind.

Jiang Qingwu, holding up her soaked green dress, staggered among the corpses and blood on the ground.

The father's body and head were chopped off and scattered in two places.

The mother, who had cut her neck, fell in a pool of blood, her face as pale as paper.

The second brother, whose heart was pierced by thousands of arrows, died with his eyes wide open.

And her cousin who grew up with her was dead, her clothes were disheveled, her body was covered in blood...

The blood on the ground was like a quagmire, tightly wrapping around her. Her feet went soft and she fell heavily to the ground.

"Ah..." Jiang Qingwu roared while trembling all over, but someone suddenly spoke in the distance.

"The Jiang family...you are the only one left."

A cold voice filled his ears, and Jiang Qingwu raised his eyes to see Yan Lin standing under an umbrella.

Dressed in a dragon robe, holding a position of absolute power, he calmly wiped the blood off his hands, his eyes full of contempt and viciousness.

"It's you? It's you...why..." Jiang Qingwu looked at Yan Lin in disbelief.

They were in love with each other and had already made an engagement.

She risked her life for him several times. She and the entire Jiang family fought for him and supported him all the way to the throne.

"Why do you want to do this... You are where you are today because of the Jiang family!"

A roar came from her throat, like a bruised and battered kitten struggling with its bloody claws.

"Jiang family?" Yan Lin sneered, walked slowly forward, and looked down at her.

"I'm telling you clearly, I'm just eyeing the military power and influence of your Jiang family."

"I've taken a fancy to the uncle regent, Yan Xiuchen, and I'm in love with you."

"He is my greatest enemy. You are the best weapon to get rid of him."

"You forgot that it was you who took back his military power for me, and it was also because of you that he withdrew from the fight for the throne."

"If it weren't for these, do you think I would agree to marry you?"

Jiang Qingwu was shocked and dazed. It turned out that what she thought was youthful love was actually because of these things.

It turned out that the lover she loved was plotting against her all the time.

"Also, you may not know this, but I was the one who ambushed you in the Xiling battlefield three years ago."

"It's just to lure Yan Xiuchen to rescue you."

"That time, he lost both of his legs because of you, and was also poisoned by the poison I specially made, the Heart-Eating Gu..."

Jiang Qingwu's head was buzzing and he felt like he had fallen into an abyss.

"You...you have been using me from the beginning to the end. You used me to poison him?"

Yan Lin sneered and calmly played with the ring on his finger.

"That's a chronic poison. You'll suffer from it every day. I'm the only one with the antidote."

Jiang Qingwu was startled and shouted in a trance, "Antidote, where is the antidote?"

"The antidote is in my study, but it's a pity you don't have a chance."

"Moreover, the poison has been spreading in his body for three years now. Even if he is not dead, he will not survive for more than a few days."

Jiang Qingwu's heart sank, as if it was being cut by a knife, and he vaguely remembered something.

The serious man who had never expressed any love to her.

The man who has always been low-key and secretly protected her for many years.

She didn't know when it started, but she clearly sensed his love for her.

But he was bewildered and always regarded him as an enemy.

Yes, it was indeed her.

Half a year ago, she was the one who went to ask for the military token in person, and she said with her own mouth that she wanted to be Yan Lin's queen.

He gave her the military token, gave up the position of regent, and disappeared completely.

Jiang Qingwu's bloodshot eyes couldn't help but shed tears. That high and mighty king did everything for her.

And she was like a clown, being held in someone's hand like a doll.

Yan Lin seemed to have not seen enough of her falling from the altar, and smiled with smug contempt.

"Since you are dying, there is one more thing...I will tell you."

"The general you admired when you were young was not me, but Yan Xiuchen."

"What did you say?!" Jiang Qingwu opened his eyes wide.

"I agreed to marry you in order to use you. You fell in love with me, but you chose the wrong person."

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too stupid. If you want to blame someone, blame him for being too foolish. Today, I can help you meet in the underworld."

"After you die, I can make Wanwan my queen."

"Your best friend, Shen Wanrong, is the future queen." Yan Lin said with a smile.

Shen Wanrong? Queen?

Jiang Qingwu looked at Yan Lin in disbelief. She didn't expect that there was Shen Wanrong, her best sister.

It turns out that they had been hooking up together for a long time.

"Your Majesty, Yan Xiuchen has led his troops and has captured the city gate and is heading this way." The Imperial Guards hurriedly reported.

"What? Impossible!" Yan Lin's face darkened and he shouted angrily, then he suddenly reacted, "Catch her!"

Yan Xiuchen? He's not dead!

Jiang Qingwu suddenly came to her senses. Seeing someone coming to catch her, she snatched the long sword from the guard's hand, killed the royal guard beside her, and turned to point at Yan Lin.

"It was me, Jiang Qingwu, who was blind. I actually believed in a heartless person like you... I will kill you."

"Protect the emperor!" The Royal Guards shouted and rushed forward to block Yan Lin.

She was the daughter of a general, and had some skills. She was also filled with rage, and she dodged every attack. In a moment, many people were killed or injured.

But the next moment, he was pierced through the heart by a hidden arrow.

Jiang Qingwu suddenly lost balance and nearly fell down. He forced himself to see the woman in the dark.

Wearing a phoenix robe, a black cloak, holding a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other, it was Shen Wanrong.

Although Yan Lin said so much, when she saw Shen Wanrong shooting an arrow at her with her own hands, the last line of defense in her heart collapsed.

"...I treat you as...a sister, and my elder brother is still in love with you, so why do you..."

"Your eldest brother? Humph! What sisters, what love? Our entire Shen family is committed to getting rid of your Jiang family."

"Otherwise, why would I pretend to be friends with you and have brotherly love?"

"I hate you, I hate you to the bone, I want every one of you in the Jiang family to die."

As she spoke, Shen Wanrong's eyes lit up with pride, and she glanced at the corpse on the ground with a sinister sneer.

"I killed your second brother."

"I pushed your cousin...to those men."

"I watched with my own eyes as they tortured your cousin to death one after another..."

Jiang Qingwu's head was buzzing, his eyes were bloodshot, and he tightly clenched the handle of the knife in his hand.

"Shen Wanrong, you beast...you will not die well." Jiang Qingwu shouted angrily, wishing he could swallow her in one bite.

But Shen Wanrong was calm and complacent, with contempt in her eyes, "Not going to die well? Oh, you mean...your elder brother, left to die in the wilderness..."

Big brother? Her big brother died three years ago.

Jiang Qingwu's pupils trembled as he understood something. He looked at Shen Wanrong with gritted teeth, "It's you? It's you guys?!"

"That's right. Three years ago, on the day you and Yan Lin got engaged, he was unlucky and caught us together. We had no choice but to kill him to silence him."

"Kill him, take him out of Shunqing Marquis's Mansion while the chaos is going on, and then throw his body into a mass grave."

"For seven days, wild dogs devoured his bones, and eagles picked at his carrion. After seven days, you finally found him."

"So what if it was us who did it? What can you do to me now that you know about it?"

“Hahahaha…” Jiang Qingwu laughed wildly in the heavy rain, as if he was trapped in an endless hell.

Regret, grief, and resentment all gathered into a knife that tore her apart.

Stupid, it was she who was stupid. She harmed Yan Xiuchen and killed his entire family, leading to her current fate.

Jiang Qingwu's blood-red eyes were filled with sinister murderous intent. He swung his knife to knock off the pearls and jade on his head and pulled out the feather arrow on his chest.

The long hair spread out like a waterfall in the blood-red cold wind, eerie and grim, as if every strand of hair was filled with murderous aura.

"I, Jiang Qingwu, swear that even if I become a ghost, I will make you pay for your blood with blood."

"If there is an afterlife, I will definitely...draw you into pieces and grind your bones to dust."

When Shen Wanrong heard the sound, her face suddenly changed and she shot an arrow towards him.

Jiang Qingwu swung his sword to block, then quickly walked towards Shen Wanrong, killing seven or eight people in succession, and finally reached Shen Wanrong.

Just as she was about to chop him down with a knife, a sword suddenly pierced her body from behind.

It’s Yan Lin.

Then he went to Shen Wanrong, "Wanwan, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I'm glad I have you."

Jiang Qingwu endured the pain of the piercing through his body and looked at the couple in front of him.

Just one step, and he would be able to kill Shen Wanrong with one knife.

She stretched out her hands with difficulty, trying to catch the two of them.

But her body was shaking, her limbs were weak, as if all the meridians in her body were tearing at her, and she was in so much pain that she couldn't breathe.

Finally, the hands hanging in the air fell down weakly. Jiang Qingwu finally couldn't hold on and fell heavily to his knees on the ground.

"Take down Jiang Qingwu. As long as she's here, I'm going to kill Yan Xiuchen."

Yan Lin's shouting made Jiang Qingwu, who had been somewhat lost, suddenly regain some clarity.

Looking around, archers, royal guards...she couldn't escape.

It was her own fault that she had ended up like this, and she would never harm Yan Xiuchen again.

Jiang Qingwu looked up at the rushing Imperial Guards and sneered, "...Yan Lin, you bastard..."

"You owe our Jiang family your life...someone will come to claim it for me!"

"If there is an afterlife, I want you to...live a life worse than death!"

After saying that, Jiang Qingwu turned around and swung the knife, cutting his neck without hesitation.

Her throat seemed to be torn apart, and the moment she fell, she seemed to see Yan Xiuchen rushing in.

"Don't...Jiang Qingwu..." The shrill cry echoed clearly in my ears.

…………

Three years ago, Dayan was 165 years old.

In the Qingyuan wing room of Shunqing Marquis's mansion, there were sounds of whispering and making love.

"Today is your engagement party, and you dare to provoke me."

"I miss you...I can't wait any longer...There's no one here..."

"Well... why are you in such a hurry? Just be gentle..."

Jiang Qingwu was dressed in a blue silk dress and a white cloak. He stood under the window of the ear room, with a calm face and a cold and resolute look in his eyes.

"Miss, I will tear this couple apart for you..."

The maidservant beside her had followed her since she was a child and had the fierce and aggressive style of a general. Fortunately, Jiang Qingwu stopped her quickly.

"Don't be impatient. It's such a pity that we are the only ones watching such a good show." Jiang Qingwu raised the corner of his lips slightly and leaned close to the maid's ear.

The maid was stunned for a moment, then bowed slightly and hurried away.

The autumn colors are in full swing, and the cold wind ruffles Jiang Qingwu's hair.

Her beautiful face was filled with coldness and determination that was not what a seventeen-year-old should have, just like this chilly October.

She was reborn an hour ago.

Back to three years ago, the day of engagement with Yan Lin.