Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

Seeing Yan Xiuchen looking at the painting on the table nervously, Jiang Qingwu went to add a lamp without saying a word.

Just at this moment, Gu Yanbai came over, a little drunk, and approached the two of them with a puzzled look, and sat directly on the chair in front of the table.

"Why are you not sleeping so late at night? What are you watching?"

"Look at the painting..." Jiang Qingwu murmured, and looked at the painting carefully again, but still couldn't see any clues.

"This painting...something's wrong. When I look at it, it seems..." Jiang Qingwu murmured, and then he remembered something.

"When I came here from Xiancheng that day, the painting was right here, as if it had just been painted."

"I looked at the painting and guessed that he was by the moat, so I went to look for him."

Upon hearing this, Yan Xiuchen looked at Jiang Qingwu in astonishment, "Did he draw this picture that day?"

"It should be...it should be. What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Gu Yanbai heard the voice and took a glance, "The layout of this painting is loose, and few people write inscriptions on paintings."

Jiang Qingwu looked at Gu Yanbai in a daze, then lowered his head to look at the painting on the table.

Yan Xiuchen, who was standing aside, couldn't help but secretly raise the corners of his lips.

"This Nan Xiuye ​​is not only skilled in martial arts and Qinggong, but also has first-rate painting skills."

"The night scene is the most difficult to describe. The lights, the trees, the grass, the crowds, the fireworks in the sky, are all painted to perfection..."

"You noticed something was wrong... you noticed that he's a good painter?" Jiang Qingwu looked at Yan Xiuchen in astonishment.

Yan Xiuchen smiled and shook his head, "Of course not. What I meant was that he is so skilled in painting and his paintings are so good, how could he not understand the layout of the painting."

As he spoke, Yan Xiuchen took her hand and pulled her towards him, "Come, look, the layout of this painting is perfect from top to bottom."

“But here, where the lights should have been phantoms, a palace suddenly stands.”

palace?

Jiang Qingwu moved his body, and from Yan Xiuchen's perspective, he could indeed see that it was a palace, but it was half pressed under the inscription, so he couldn't notice it.

"Where is this palace?" Jiang Qingwu looked at the entire painting and suddenly realized something, "It looks like... an imperial mausoleum."

"Yes, it is indeed the imperial tomb, but from the moat and the angle of the painting, you can't see the imperial tomb."

"And... the inscription is on the painting..."

Yan Xiuchen said, stretching out his hand and touching the inscription on the painting, "I searched for him among the crowd for a thousand times, but he was at the end of the street where the lights were dim."

"The two characters 'that person' on the inscription just happen to fall on the palace."

Jiang Qingwu's heart trembled suddenly, and he looked at Yan Xiuchen in disbelief, "Brother Asheng... is in the imperial mausoleum?"

"It's possible, but it's also possible that we are just imagining things."

Hearing the voice, Gu Yanbai suddenly stood up and looked towards the painting.

"Really... Could it be that after Nan Xiuye ​​returned from Xiancheng that day, he had already planned to hide Bai Asheng in the imperial mausoleum?"

"That rumor said they were heading to the capital, and it seems to be true."

Listening to Gu Yanbai's words, Jiang Qingwu turned and looked at Yan Xiuchen.

"Whether he's here or not, let's go to the Imperial Mausoleum."

Seeing this, Yan Xiuchen nodded and moved closer to him, "I will immediately ask Jiuye to take people to secretly investigate the imperial mausoleum first."

"Let's go for a walk tomorrow morning."

Jiang Qingwu hesitated for a moment, then nodded gently, "Okay, then I... will go back to the Marquis' Mansion today to make some arrangements."

Gu Yanbai opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Yan Xiuchen spoke first, "I'll take you there."

At that time, there were Qiduling and Shiweizhuang.

It was still dark outside, and everything was hazy and dim.

Bai Ruosheng secretly met A'luo in his own villa.

"Son..."

"How is it? Have the people been settled?" Bai Ruosheng asked in a low voice.

A'Luo nodded and said, "It has been secretly placed in the imperial mausoleum. A'Long is guarding it."

"How are others?"

"Fortunately, no problem."

Bai Ruosheng nodded and walked closer to A'Luo, with a hint of uneasiness and emotion in his eyes.

"You've been working for me for many years, but you haven't gained anything in return."

"Today... do one last thing for me."

"After the matter is done, you go to the study room of the West City House, take my hand card, and go to any bank in Xiancheng to withdraw two million taels."

"If Aaron can survive, you can divide the silver among yourself, take the silver, run away and don't come back."

When A'Luo heard the voice, her expression changed instantly. Just as she was about to say something, Bai Ruosheng interrupted her.

"Listen to me, you should quietly go down the mountain immediately and look for Jiang Qingwu... or Yan Xiuchen, either is fine."

"Tell them where Bai Asheng is. Also, remind them that Baige has sent someone to assassinate Jiang Qingwu."

"Ask them to prepare early."

"Yes, sir, I will go down the mountain immediately."

……

The morning light was just beginning to rise and the sky was dim. Jiang Qingwu, dressed in a smart dark blue tight dress, was about to go out when she heard a commotion outside the door.

"Ah... someone come, stab..." The maidservant in the yard shouted, but it seemed that the sound disappeared as soon as it came out.

Jiang Qingwu was shocked and grabbed the knife on the table and walked out of the house.

But as soon as I opened the door, I was greeted by a knife.

"Girl... be careful..." Wanyue shouted, and she and Luo Ming flew over to meet her.

Fortunately, Jiang Qingwu reacted quickly, dodged the blade by turning his body to the side, and turned around to hide.

When she stood still, she discovered that several servants who swept the yard in the morning were all dead.

There were also two guards outside her yard, lying dead at the door.

Seven or eight men in black, holding swords and knives, were surrounding the three of them.

"You are so brave to come to Shunqing Marquis's Mansion to kill me." Jiang Qingwu gritted his teeth and held the knife in his hand.

The leader walked up from behind the men in black. His face looked familiar, as if he was the one who had assassinated Gu Yanbai before.

"Girl, I'm offended."

"We have followed you for five years and have received your kindness. For the antidote, we have no choice but to kill you."

Jiang Qingwu was startled and took two steps forward in bewilderment. "What did you say? But... Nan Xiuye."

"That's right. The master ordered you to kill the girl and exchange her body for the antidote. He refused to do it, so we can't just stand by and watch."

Jiang Qingwu's head buzzed and he suddenly remembered something.

At the Nanshan Tower, he did say that the lack of an antidote was not because the previous mission had not been completed.

It turned out that the gentleman gave him a new task, asking him to kill himself.

But instead of carrying out the mission, he gave her the golden whistle.

Jiang Qingwu thought about it and couldn't help but touch the whistle around his neck, "Just a few of you... can you kill me?"

"The girl is good at martial arts, but she can't handle our numbers."

"Also, the second young master and young master Su, who are the most skilled in Shunqing Marquis's residence, have both been knocked unconscious."

"Girl, you'd better surrender. I will give you a complete body and let you die quickly."

Jiang Qingwu looked at the seven or eight people who had gathered around him and sneered, "I also want to thank you for not hurting my family."

As he spoke, Jiang Qingwu took out a golden whistle from his neck.

"Golden whistle?!" The other party recognized the thing, his face darkened, and he waved his hand to his men, "Go, fight quickly and decisively."