Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

The group walked quickly, and before Jiang Qingwu could say anything, only their backs were left.

Jiang Qingwu blinked in confusion and looked up at Wanyue.

"What's going on? Does he believe me or not?"

"Miss, of course I believe you. I didn't realize that His Highness has been helping you all the time." Wan Yue raised her eyebrows and smiled as she came closer, lowering her voice, "Miss, His Highness asked you for a token of love."

"Tell me, would you rather give me a handmade sachet or something real and valuable?"

"That makes sense. You're right." Jiang Qingwu murmured thoughtfully, then waved at Wanyue and leaned towards her ear.

The front yard was still bustling, but the inner house, Fuyunxuan, had returned to its former appearance.

Perhaps because of the reception for Yan Xiuchen, the yard was exceptionally quiet, and the house was even quieter.

The personal guards brought by Yan Xiuchen were all outside the door, and Jiuhan was just standing in a corner of the main room.

In the main hall, Yan Xiuchen and Jiang Ruhai sat side by side, with Jiang Qingbai and Su Su sitting next to them.

"Your Highness, today's scene is really a big one. My daughter and Yan Lin had a scene a few days ago, and now I'm afraid everyone in the capital is talking about it."

Yan Xiuchen held a cup of tea, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and showed a rare kindness, "Marquis Shunqing is wrong, even if the king came quietly to propose marriage, others would still discuss it."

"It's better to make a bigger noise, so that others won't look down on her and the Shunqing Marquisate."

Jiang Qingbai couldn't help but smile as he listened, feeling very satisfied, "Yes, father, His Highness values ​​our family so much, even if everyone talks about us now, they can't say anything bad about us."

Jiang Ruhai nodded slightly. Although he was satisfied, there was always some uneasiness in his eyes. "Your Majesty, please forgive me for thinking too much. I dare to ask why you want to marry my daughter."

"Speaking of which, the prince is only 26 years old. If it were someone else, he would have many wives and concubines and a pair of children."

"Your Highness has not discussed marriage for a long time, and I have never heard of him having concubines or maids. Why do you suddenly want to marry my daughter?"

Yan Xiuchen hesitated, his eyes flashed with a bit of trance, and he silently put down the teacup in his hand.

"What if I am saying that my reluctance to discuss marriage is because I am waiting for her to break up with the Third Prince?"

Just one sentence left Jiang Ruhai, Su Su and others speechless with shock.

"Your Highness means..." Jiang Qingbai asked in bewilderment, but Yan Xiuchen interrupted him with a smile, "That's not important."

"Marquis Shunqing, I came here today, firstly to check on Qingwu's injuries, and secondly because of matters at court."

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"After the battle of Xiling, Xichang State wanted to negotiate with us..."

…………

Wanyue listened to the conversation in the room, turned around and fled back to Wutong Garden.

When Wanyue found Jiang Qingwu breathlessly, Jiang Qingwu and Xing'er were looking for good fabrics in the small warehouse in Wutong Garden.

"Girl...you, why are you here? It's so hard for me to find you."

Xing'er, who was standing by, held a heavy piece of cloth in her hands and sighed, "Our young lady is looking for cloth to embroider a sachet."

"Hey, hey, hey, hold on tight. And you, breathe evenly and talk to me." Jiang Qingwu cut the cloth with the scissors without even raising his head.

Wan Yue was stunned for a moment, swallowed her saliva and sighed, and said to Xing'er beside her, "Why don't you stop us? Our girl has never done such a job."

"My dear sister, I have to stop you. I have served the girl for more than ten years. When have you ever seen our girl listen to me?"

Jiang Qingwu listened to the two people arguing and stopped what he was doing. "Stop talking nonsense. Go and eavesdrop. What are you listening to?"

"Oh, I almost forgot, young lady. I heard the Regent said that Xichang State wants to negotiate with us in Xiangcheng."

When Jiang Qingwu heard the voice, his heart skipped a beat and he suddenly froze in place.

Peace talks in Xichang? How could she have forgotten about this?

In her previous life, not long after she and Yan Lin got engaged, the Kingdom of Xichang requested peace talks. Yan Xiuchen did not show up at the time, so Yan Lin volunteered to be the peace envoy.

The result was naturally good. Yan Lin achieved great success and the emperor was delighted and gave him many rewards.

At that time, people in the court saw that Yan Xiuchen was seriously injured and depressed, and rarely showed up, so they gradually ignored him and turned to the third prince.

But no one knew that she accompanied Yan Lin throughout the peace talks.

She risked her life to save the Xichang Kingdom several times when they were ambushed. It was also because she got the leverage over the Xichang Kingdom that enabled them to negotiate peace smoothly.

"Girl...Girl!" Xing'er saw Jiang Qingwu stunned and kept calling out.

Jiang Qingwu heard a buzzing in his ears and suddenly came to his senses. He stuffed the cloth and scissors in his hand to Xing'er.

"Good Xing'er, move these materials into the house for me." Having said that, he turned around and grabbed Wanyue.

"What did you hear? Who did Yan Xiuchen ask to negotiate?"

Wan Yue thought about it, and said thoughtfully, "I didn't hear it clearly, but it seemed to say that our eldest son should go with Prince Pingqing of Jiangnan."

Jiang Qingwu was startled at first, then he heaved a sigh of relief and chuckled, "That's good, that's good."

"What's good? The master said that the eldest son may not be able to handle this matter well..."

"Of course I can. This is a great honor that comes right to my doorstep. Of course I have to go."

Yan Xiuchen is truly a good husband. He knows this is a great achievement and wants to give it to his brother-in-law.

He was afraid that his eldest brother couldn't handle it, so he specially sent Prince Pingqing to help.

That’s not right. If Prince Pingqing was really in Jiangnan, then who saved her?

……

Yan Xiuchen left and never came back. I don’t know how long we talked.

But Jiang Qingwu stayed in Wutong Garden the entire afternoon and didn't even show up for dinner.

Finally, Jiang Ruhai and his wife and Jiang Qingbai could not wait any longer and went to Wutong Garden.

Wanyue saw Jiang Qingwu setting up the embroidery frame, and while helping her, she asked in disbelief.

"Girl, are you serious? Just buy this sachet. You don't know how to do housework."

"The first time is new, the second time is familiar. No one is born with the ability." Jiang Qingwu took the needle and thread and pattern in a professional manner, looking at a loss.

Jiang Ruhai and his wife and Jiang Qingbai were watching quietly outside the window, also confused.

"Is this for...embroidery?"

"Embroidered sachets!" Su Su echoed in a low voice.

Jiang Ruhai looked as if he couldn't bear to watch it and sighed secretly.

"Ah..." Jiang Qingwu just gave an injection and it happened in his own hand. Wanyue's body trembled and she couldn't help but move forward.

"Young lady, please stop embroidering. I think embroidering is more difficult for you than fighting a war."

"Yeah, I've fought in the war, but I can't do this." Jiang Qingwu muttered with his head down, his hands sweating.

After a lot of effort, I inserted a few needles, but they were all crooked and I accidentally pricked my hand again, "Ah..."

Jiang Qingbai laughed secretly and shook his head repeatedly, "He must have been drugged by something. He has never done this to Yan Lin before."

"My girl, stop embroidering. Let's go find an embroiderer tomorrow, okay?"

Wanyue tried to persuade him, but Jiang Qingwu ignored her and gave him a few more injections. As expected, he got the needle in his hand again.

"Hiss... It hurts so much, believe it or not, I will cripple you!" Jiang Qingwu felt pain and anger. In a rage, she threw the needle in her hand and suddenly stood up and left.

Before Wan Yue could come to her senses, Jiang Qingwu grabbed the knife hanging on the wall and rushed back.

With a few "clicks", the embroidery frame was chopped into pieces in a few seconds.

Su Su shrank back in fear, looking at the room in disbelief.

Jiang Qingbai behind him couldn't help laughing, "Sure enough... it's more convenient to hold a knife."

Wan Yue watched Jiang Qingwu finish venting her anger before she quietly walked over and teased with a smile, "Miss, are you still embroidering? How about I go and get you the lady's embroidery frame?"

"Forget it. The embroidered ones are not as fast as the ones bought."