Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

Jiang Qingwu chuckled, his eyes sparkling with light. He looked at the imperial edict in his hand, then raised his eyes to look at every smiling face in the yard.

My eldest brother was not killed by Shen Wanrong and Yan Lin.

My uncle's family did not die tragically at the border, and my cousin did not die from humiliation.

Parents, my second brother was not shot to death by arrows...

No one from the Jiang clan was hanged, and Yuya did not become a nun, but died in depression...

She did not commit suicide, and Yan Xiuchen did not commit suicide for love...

Jiang Qingwu looked at everyone in a trance, replaying the scene of his tragic death in his previous life over and over again in his mind.

"Hehe... I'm not dead..." After a bitter laugh, Jiang Qingwu lowered his voice.

There was a fierce light in his eyes, and then he snatched the phoenix seal from Wanyue's hand.

Holding the phoenix seal in one hand and the imperial edict in the other, he turned and walked away.

"Shen Wanrong, Yan Lin, just wait for me..."

Seeing Jiang Qingwu hurried away, everyone was stunned in confusion.

"What is the child mumbling about?"

"I don't know. You must be so happy, Wanyue..."

Jiang Qingbai gestured to Wanyue, who then came to her senses and hurriedly chased after him.

Gu Yanbai, who was hiding aside, looked at Jiang Qingwu's back and felt something was wrong.

Just as he was about to chase after him, Jiang Ruhai called out to him, "Mr. Gu..."

……

At sunset, Gu Yanbai's voice was heard from the courtyard of Wutong Garden.

Jiang Qingwu watched through the window as Gu Yanbai directed the servants to hang red lights everywhere.

Jiang Qingwu held the pen, leaned forward to look into the yard, and looked at Wanyue who was grinding ink in confusion, "What is he doing?"

"Hang up the lanterns. The young lady has been crowned the queen. Our mansion should be more festive."

Jiang Qingwu ignored him and continued painting. Without even raising his head, he said to Wanyue, "Ask the mansion to make some food and exchange some change for me. Tomorrow you will accompany me to Liushan Hall."

"Since it's such a happy day, how can we miss them?"

"My girl, no, I will do this for you, Your Highness tomorrow... No, Your Majesty..."

Jiang Qingwu chuckled and looked up at Wanyue, "Why is it not working? What happened to Yan Xiuchen?"

"Girl, next time you go to the palace, you have to address him as His Majesty."

"Stop talking nonsense." Jiang Qingwu shouted softly, and Wanyue came back to her senses.

"Oh, His Majesty has arranged for the Queen's guard of honor to take you into the palace tomorrow."

Jiang Qingwu paused and looked at Wanyue in confusion, "Entering the palace tomorrow? How come I didn't know that?"

"What Master Gu said should not be wrong."

"So, I will just go to Liushan Hall for you. They will be very happy to know that you have become the queen, and they will not care about these things."

Jiang Qingwu's hand holding the brush was dangling in the air, and he was muttering in surprise.

"The coronation and crowning ceremony will be held in half a month. What are you doing entering the palace so early?"

Wanyue opened her mouth and was about to speak when Gu Yanbai walked in from outside.

"Once the imperial edict for the empress's appointment arrives, you will be the legitimate empress. All those ceremonies are just formalities according to the etiquette and ancestral system."

Gu Yanbai said as he walked towards Jiang Qingwu's desk, "What is this writing about?"

"Where's the painting? Is this... Nan Xiuye?"

Jiang Qingwu smiled and said, "Bai Ahsheng."

"Oh, they look the same. I thought it was Nan Xiuye?"

Having said that, Gu Yanbai sat down on the couch beside him, crossed his legs, and ate snacks on a plate beside him.

Seeing Gu Yanbai as usual, Jiang Qingwu felt warm in his heart, "Since they look the same, then whoever I think he is, that's who he is."

"Nan Xiuye...he also wants to be his own."

Gu Yanbai nodded gently and said thoughtfully, "Yeah, who doesn't want to be themselves?"

“Who doesn’t want to be themselves clearly and distinctly?”

Jiang Qingwu understood something, silently put down the pen, and walked towards him, "Are you talking about... yourself?"

Gu Yanbai suddenly came back to his senses, shook his head blankly and said, "No, by the way, why are you drawing Bai Asheng?"

"Nothing. If you become rich and powerful, don't forget me. Remind myself that I still have grudges, deep hatreds that have yet to be avenged."

Gu Yanbai stared at Jiang Qingwu in a daze, put down the half piece of sesame cake in his hand, and sat up straight towards Jiang Qingwu.

"Tell me something else."

Jiang Qingwu came back to his senses, sat on the couch beside him, and nodded, "You say."

"Emperor Xuanhe and his six concubines have moved to Qingshui Garden."

"Yan Xiuchen issued an imperial decree to confer the title of King Xuan on Emperor Xuanhe. From now on, you will respectfully call him Emperor Brother, who is below you and Yan Xiuchen."

"When he dies, Emperor Xuanhe will be buried in the imperial mausoleum as an emperor, and his concubines will be treated as imperial concubines and controlled by the harem. After a hundred years, they will be buried with Emperor Xuanhe."

Jiang Qingwu listened carefully, nodded thoughtfully, and then thought of something, "Yan Xiuchen's biological mother..."

Hearing this, Gu Yanbai hurriedly interrupted Jiang Qingwu.

"Don't meddle in other people's business. Yan Xiuchen has already named my biological mother the Queen Mother of Xiliang."

"Although Yan Xiuchen's mother is considered to be a good-looking woman, she is his biological mother after all. She really came to the capital to become the empress dowager."

"If I don't like you, I'll give you some training. Yan Xiuchen can't just put you under house arrest or ignore you."

"You can't just slam the table if you want to."

Gu Yanbai stood up while speaking, and then chuckled, "I came to your house today on the orders of... His Majesty, but I am exhausted."

"I have to eat more for the dinner tonight."

Watching Gu Yanbai walk out, Jiang Qingwu stood up and chased after him in astonishment, "What feast? What feast?"

The sky gradually darkened. Jiang Qingwu stood in front of the window, tidying up the military books on the table, when suddenly there was an unusual movement in the yard.

The leaves rustled and the tiles on the roof seemed to tremble slightly.

Jiang Qingwu was startled, and just as he put down what he was holding, he realized something.

A flying knife came in through the window, but it did not come towards Jiang Qingwu, but stabbed into the table in front of her.

There was also a note on the flying knife.

Jiang Qingwu saw the note, pulled out the flying knife, and hurried out the door.

There was no one around under the cover of night, and the servants behaved normally too, so Jiang Qingwu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

[Someone will attack the Phoenix tomorrow, be careful! ]

Looking at the short sentence on the note, Jiang Qingwu frowned secretly.

Just as I was thinking about something, a shrill shout suddenly came from outside the door.

"See your majesty, long live your majesty."

Jiang Qingwu was startled and subconsciously crumpled the note into a ball and threw it into the corner without saying a word.

When the servants in the yard heard the shouting, they stopped what they were doing and knelt down to greet him.

Jiang Qingwu also came back to his senses and wanted to salute Yan Xiuchen, but when he saw him, he burst out laughing.

"You... why are you dressed like a groom, all red..."

Jiang Qingwu pointed at Yan Xiuchen and looked him up and down. He was wearing a black and red wedding gown embroidered with dragon patterns and a scarlet jade belt.

"Miss... Miss..." Wanyue pulled Jiang Qingwu and leaned towards her ear, "Greetings."

Jiang Qingwu came back to his senses and was about to say something when Yan Xiuchen turned around in front of him and asked, "Does it look good?"

"It's not that he looks like a groom, it's that he is..." Yan Xiuchen raised a smile at the corner of his lips and waved behind him.

Then Jiuhan immediately asked someone to bring the wedding dress to Jiang Qingwu.

“Time is tight, but this is the best we can do.”

"Phoenix crown and bridal robe, tonight, we get married."