Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

Yan Lin was about to speak when there was a sudden "click" sound outside the door, as if someone had accidentally bumped into something.

Their door was not closed, and Jiang Qingwu and Yan Lin subconsciously looked outside with vigilance.

"I'll go and take a look." Wan Yue nodded slightly to Jiang Qingwu, and hurried to check.

But after looking upstairs and downstairs, I found nothing.

Seeing Wan Yue return without success, Jiang Qingwu's thoughts were also pulled back, and he asked Yan Lin, "What did you mean when you said you wanted to kill Yan Xiuchen?"

"It was me who suggested today that he go outside the city to look for Shen Wanrong."

"This is the best opportunity." Yan Lin said, walking closer to Jiang Qingwu, "As long as Yan Xiuchen dies, I will marry you immediately."

Jiang Qingwu suddenly remembered that when she asked Yan Xiuchen in the carriage why he wanted to go out of the city in person, he didn't answer her at all.

"Qingwu..." Yan Lin shouted, and Jiang Qingwu also came back to his senses and said calmly, "He brought hundreds of people with him, and there are experts beside him. You'd better kill him."

After perfunctorily speaking, Jiang Qingwu was eager to leave. He looked outside the door and lowered his voice.

"I'm still a little uneasy. Let's try to see each other less often in the future."

"I know what you mean. Well... I have something to talk to you about. Come to the Pinming Pavilion. I'll leave you a secret signal."

Jiang Qingwu didn't respond, just turned around and hurried away.

At this time, she had no time to put on enough drama.

As soon as Jiang Qingwu left, Gu Yanbai walked in.

With a serious expression, he asked Yan Lin without hesitation, "Did you tell her that you wanted to kill Yan Xiuchen?"

Yan Lin's eyes were still on Jiang Qingwu's back outside the window, and he came back to his senses when he heard Gu Yanbai's voice.

"Sir...Oh, I did, but I didn't think it was necessary to test her."

"Of course it's necessary. If she went outside the city to rescue Yan Xiuchen, then she can't be trusted."

Gu Yanbai was dressed in a moonlight-white brocade robe, clutching a white jade flute in his hand, and walked towards the window.

Looking at Jiang Qingwu who was walking away, he turned to Yan Lin and said, "Haven't you heard the saying? A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea."

After coming out of the Tea House, Jiang Qingwu instinctively headed towards the outside of the city, but he was thinking about something the whole time, and his steps were hurried without any restraint.

If it was in the court and Yan Lin had brought it up, Yan Xiuchen couldn't be so stupid as to not know that Yan Lin wanted to take action against him.

If he had known, he should have prepared earlier and would not have suffered losses easily.

But...but what if the Yan Lin faction has many masters who are very powerful?

Yan Xiuchen is no longer the same as before. Apart from his leg injury, it is unknown whether his other injuries have healed.

"Girl, are we going outside the city? Are we going to rescue His Highness?"

"What?" Wan Yue's words brought Jiang Qingwu back to her senses. She then realized that she was walking very fast and was heading out of the city.

Wan Yue sighed softly, lowered her voice, and leaned closer to Jiang Qingwu, "Miss, what you just said to the Third Prince... is it true?"

"I am really confused. Are you sincere to His Highness or to the Third Prince?"

Jiang Qingwu came back to his senses, his face was indifferent and his expression was anxious, "What do you think?"

As he spoke, Jiang Qingwu realized something and whispered to Wanyue, "Someone is following us."

Upon hearing the voice, Wan Yue and Jiang Qingwu tacitly went into a small alley.

The two people who were following behind also followed as expected, but were soon held by Wanyue's soft sword around the neck.

"Who dares to follow me?" Jiang Qingwu stood not far away, questioning with sharp eyes.

Seeing this, the two men started fighting with Wanyue without saying a word.

Someone was following her. Was it sent by Yan Lin? Was he trying to test whether she would go outside the city?

Or perhaps, they were sent by someone from the Shen family, who wanted to track down and find out about Shen Wanrong.

Wanyue’s skills were not too bad, but I don’t know if she was worried because she couldn’t beat two people.

Jiang Qingwu was anxious, his mind filled with the image of Yan Xiuchen being surrounded and attacked.

No matter whether they were sent by Yan Lin or not, or whether they were from the Shen family or not, killing these two would put an end to the matter.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qingwu dodged and grabbed the other person's neck when he was not prepared, breaking it with a snap.

When the remaining person saw his companion being killed, he immediately prepared to escape.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingwu snatched the soft sword from Wanyue's hand, flew after her, turned around and slashed the other's neck with a knife.

Looking at the two people falling to the ground, Jiang Qingwu looked around cautiously with an eagle-like gaze.

After making sure that there was no movement and that he hadn't noticed anything, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wanyue, go to Fanyue Cloth Shop and ask someone to pretend to be me and go back to the mansion." Jiang Qingwu said as he untied his cloak and handed it to Wanyue.

"Girl, you want to go out of the city alone? Even if you go, you may not be able to save the Regent."

"No matter what, I have to go. If I am not back by sunset, you can ask my brother to dispatch the city guards to rescue us outside the city."

"do you understand?"

Wan Yue nodded in a daze, "...I understand, girl, how can you..."

Before Wanyue could finish her words, Jiang Qingwu had already quickly disappeared around the corner of the alley.

At the city gate, Jiang Qingwu paid a large ingot of silver before he stopped a fast horse and rode out of the city.

But as soon as he got off the official road, he realized something.

There are dense forests on both sides of the mountain road, and few people go there.

Jiang Qingwu tightened the reins vigilantly and was looking around when suddenly a crossbow arrow shot towards her from the woods.

With a "whoosh" sound, Jiang Qingwu was startled and dodged quickly, but the next moment, dozens of arrows flew towards him again.

Jiang Qingwu had no weapons with him, and while he was dodging an arrow pierced his shoulder. He felt the pain and fell off his horse.

Seeing her fall to the ground, the flying arrows stopped.

"Hmph, Jiang Qingwu, you're dead today!" An angry and wild voice came from the dense forest.

When Jiang Qingwu came to his senses, a dozen men in black were walking out of the dense forest.

But the leader was dressed in blue brocade clothes, holding a sword in his hand, and was not in disguise.

She knew him; he was Shen Wanrong's second brother, Shen Zhuoran!

Shen Zhuoran is in his early twenties and is the most arrogant and unruly second son of the Shen family.

He had no official title and was not good at literature, but he was interested in martial arts and had seven or eight masters who taught him kung fu.

Before, the two families had a close relationship and there was no chance for them to compete with each other.

But in his previous life, he had competed against Princess Yuya’s second brother in Princess Yuya’s marriage competition.

In the name of competing for the throne, she almost beat her second brother to death.

She hadn't even started to settle accounts with this guy yet, but he came to her door. She wanted to see if he was really that powerful.

As Jiang Qingwu thought about it, murderous intent grew in her heart. She stood up, covering her shoulder, and the men brought by Shen Zhuoran had surrounded her.

"Jiang Qingwu, I'll give you two options. First, tell me where my sister is, and I'll kill you."

"Second, I'll take you away and play with you slowly."

Shen Zhuoran was playing with the sword in his hand with confidence, but he didn't expect Jiang Qingwu to sneer with contempt in his eyes.

"Do you think that a few good-for-nothings like these can take me down?"

Shen Zhuoran's face changed when he heard this, and he signaled to the people beside him, "Go ahead, we need him alive."

At the command, seven or eight people approached Jiang Qingwu.

Despite this, she was not afraid at all, and her eyes were as sharp as a knife.

When the other party approached, he made a quick move, snatched the knife from the black-clothed man's hand, and kicked the man out.

He turned around, took off the crossbow from the other man's arm, waved his hand and shot an arrow.

……

Shen Zhuoran looked at his men falling to the ground one after another, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Go, go, go... It's poisoned, and I can't get it down, what do I want you to do with me?"

Shen Zhuoran scolded, and his men swarmed forward.

Poisoning?

Jiang Qingwu was shocked. While he was struggling, he finally understood what Shen Zhuoran said.

In an instant, he lost strength in his limbs, and then his vision went black and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.