Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

"Leave her to Yan Xiuchen." Jiang Qingwu said this and got up and left.

Yan Xue went to chase Jiang Qingwu, but the little girl held her tightly and refused to let go, so she had to stay.

"Girl, where are we going?" Wan Yue and Jiang Qingwu and the people from Wutong Garden followed them.

Jiang Qingwu jumped onto the horse and watched Yan Xue taking the little girl to find Yan Xiuchen in the distance, and he completely calmed down.

"Go to the black market and find the Fuye people."

With the little girl testifying and Yan Xiuchen suppressing the situation on the spot, no one dared to hold on to Gu Yanbai anymore. Moreover, those people were just ordinary villagers with no power or influence.

When Yan Xiuchen learned that Jiang Qingwu had left, he strode out of the ruined temple and chased after him, but he only saw the backs of Jiang Qingwu and his men riding away on horseback.

"Just let her go. If she doesn't do something, she'll probably hate herself to death."

Gu Yanbai whispered behind him, his eyes sharp as he quietly looked at Yan Xiuchen's back.

"That old guy's whereabouts...you really don't know?"

Yan Xiuchen came back to his senses, turned to look at Gu Yanbai, and shook his head gently, "I don't know."

Gu Yanbai saw Yan Xiuchen leaving him and grabbed his wrist.

"You still think he's right, right? Do you still want to stand on his side?"

Yan Xiuchen sighed secretly and looked at Gu Yanbai steadily, "I never thought he was right."

"I've never... stood on his side either."

As he spoke, Yan Xiuchen's face showed a little more helplessness, "I am just using my own method to protect you and Gu Qing."

Gu Yanbai looked at Yan Xiuchen in astonishment. After a long silence, he spoke in a low voice, "If... I mean if, what would happen if I knew the whole truth?"

"He will die." Yan Xiuchen blurted out, looking at Gu Yanbai with a firm gaze.

Gu Yanbai was also a little stunned. Although he had heard similar words countless times before, this time seemed to be the first time he took it seriously.

"Then, what about Gu Qing? What would happen if she knew everything?" Gu Yanbai asked again.

Yan Xiuchen looked at Gu Yanbai hesitantly, then sighed softly, "It would be worse than death."

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After Jiang Qingwu left Nancun, he took his men to the black market.

Together with the people Jiuhan brought with him, they almost turned the entire black market upside down, but there was still no news about the Fuye people.

It was not until dark that the black market became lively, with so many people and eyes that it was impossible to investigate.

"Girl, why don't you go back first? I'll send someone to stay in the black market to investigate. I'll notify you as soon as I have any news."

Jiuhan walked towards Jiang Qingwu and reminded him in a low voice.

Jiang Qingwu led the horse and was silent for a moment, then waved to the people behind him, "Go away, we'll look for him tomorrow."

Jiang Qingwu then gestured to Jiuhan, "Wanyue and I will return to the Marquis' Mansion. You can go back and report to Yan Xiuchen."

"Please tell him that I'm tired, and tell him not to come to me anymore."

"Yes, girl."

Wan Yue saw Jiuhan taking his men away, and silently moved towards Jiang Qingwu.

"Miss, this matter... Even if this matter was done by that gentleman, it has nothing to do with Your Highness."

"Your Highness loves the people, and although he is not limited to one person or one household, he will never go along with that gentleman and kill the people."

"Of course I know who he is. In fact, rather than getting involved with him, I'd rather hate myself."

Jiang Qingwu was muttering thoughtfully, and was a little distracted when two children, about eleven or twelve years old, walked towards her.

After bowing respectfully, he handed over a letter.

The people who came were the two little children beside the old man from Shiwei Village.

Jiang Qingwu didn't recognize the other person, and when he was stunned, the two turned around and left.

"Stop it." Jiang Qingwu said softly and opened the letter by himself.

Wan Yue, who was standing by, immediately chased after them and held down both of them with one hand each.

[I will wait for you at the tea stall outside the Regent Palace for half an hour. If you are late, I will not wait for you. Bring my people with you.]

There was a short line of words on the letter. When Jiang Qingwu raised his eyes to look at the two children, Wan Yue was holding their shoulders on the left and right and turned back.

"Who asked you to come?" Jiang Qingwu asked. The two of them remained silent, as if they were dumb.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingwu gestured to Wanyue, "Take them and go."

As he spoke, Jiang Qingwu grabbed one of them, pushed him onto the horse, and then jumped up.

Wanyue did the same, taking another with her, and the two of them rode two horses, one in front and one behind, towards the Regent's Palace.

Although the area around the Regent's Palace was heavily guarded and looked majestic and cold, people were still coming and going as soon as it got dark.

There was also a constant stream of tea drinkers at the tea stall not far away across the road.

When Jiang Qingwu arrived, he saw an old man sitting at the tea stall at first glance.

He was wearing a bamboo hat, coarse clothes, white hair and beard, but his back was straight, and it was obvious that he was a martial artist.

There was a fish basket and a fishing rod at his feet.

Jiang Qingwu looked at the old man who was dressed like an ordinary farmer and stopped hesitantly.

"Wanyue, you don't have to go over there. Take the child in your arms and go to the palace to see Yan Xiuchen."

"Yes, girl."

Jiang Qingwu arranged for Wanyue and rode his horse towards the tea stall.

"Hey, girl... drink..." The waiter at the tea stall saw Jiang Qingwu dismounting and hurried over to greet her. However, halfway through the greeting, he recognized Jiang Qingwu and his face changed with fright, and he was about to kneel down immediately.

Jiang Qingwu also realized the other party's panic and grabbed him, "I want a cup of tea, no need to be polite, tie up my horse."

"...Yes, yes, girl."

Jiang Qingwu handed over the reins, led the child towards the old man, and sat down on the other side of the table.

"Uncle, can you share a table and have some tea?"

"The girl is of distinguished status, and it is an honor for an old man like me." The old man didn't look up, but just drank tea from the cup.

With his head buried low, Jiang Qingwu couldn't see the other person's appearance, but judging from his figure and demeanor, how could he be an ordinary fisherman?

"Miss...the best Biluochun." The waiter brought tea and snacks and moved closer to Jiang Qingwu.

"Girl, would you like to ask this old gentleman to...change his seat?"

"No need for that. This old gentleman...is of a distinguished status. It is my honor to sit at the same table with him."

Jiang Qingwu stared at the other person and waved to the waiter.

After hearing Jiang Qingwu's words, the old man slowly raised his head and looked at Jiang Qingwu with a dark and complicated look.

But soon, he became clear and calm again, with a kind of proud and sinister feeling that everything was under control.

A strange face that Jiang Qingwu had never seen before, or perhaps he had seen it but just forgotten it.

"I never thought I would see you here."

"We finally meet...King Purge."

"Your Highness is polite. It is inconvenient for me to perform the ceremony in the crowded streets. Please bear with me."

Jiang Qingwu had a cold and expressionless face.

But when he looked at the old man in front of him and thought of the murdered villagers and Bai Asheng, he became murderous and his eyes were as cold as swords.

"King Purge called me here because he was afraid that I would kill you in a remote place?"