Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

The crying sound was neither loud nor soft, neither fast nor slow, with a tremor and a hint of coldness.

It doesn't seem like an emotional release of grievance, hurt, and pain, but more like mechanically performing some task.

Jiang Qingwu's heart suddenly rose to his throat, but he still walked over following the sound.

There was some weeds growing on the remote and deserted long street. In the darkness, one could only determine that the sound came from the weeds.

The shadows of the trees are in disarray, the weeds are dancing wildly in the wind, and the shadows of the trees falling under your feet look like a pair of devilish bony hands.

The closer he got, the more Jiang Qingwu could feel the cold breath, and there was an unpleasant stench in the air.

"Who... who is crying there?" She was not afraid at first, and did not believe in ghosts or evil spirits, but her heart was beating fast as if it was blocking her throat and she could not control it.

Fortunately, the crying stopped as soon as her voice came out.

At least she's a human, otherwise I wouldn't be able to understand what she's saying.

Jiang Qingwu comforted himself in his heart and moved closer little by little, one hand unconsciously grasping the dagger on his waist.

Just as she approached the weeds, a dark shadow suddenly jumped out and bumped into her.

By the time she reacted, the dark shadow had already gone towards a narrow path not far away.

Originally, it was a gap between two houses, only wide enough for one person to pass through. However, this long street was not abandoned. It was probably a shortcut used by palace servants.

But now, it was the middle of the night, the grass was overgrown and it was pitch black. Jiang Qingwu was sure that the man had passed by here, but he did not dare to follow him.

But in this huge palace, there actually was such a person. It was absolutely impossible for her to pretend that she knew nothing and saw nothing.

After hesitating for a long time, Jiang Qingwu finally plucked up the courage to follow in.

But halfway through her walk, she regretted it. How far could the two houses be? But she walked for a long time and still couldn't get out of this long and narrow path.

Until she faintly heard his footsteps, pushed aside the weeds beside her, and heard the faint murmurs.

Behind the weeds was a broken brick wall, which seemed to lead to a house nearby.

The hole was not big, just enough for a little girl like her to squeeze through.

After entering, Jiang Qingwu almost tripped over the wooden board under his feet. Following the sound, he walked carefully into the distance.

And it seemed to be the figure from before, huddled by the window through which the moonlight could faintly seep in, hugging something and muttering in a low voice.

"Nini, be good, Nini, listen to me, Nini, don't cry... Ayun will take you to buy delicious food... Nini, don't cry, Nini, don't cry, shh shh..."

It can be heard that it is a woman, a woman in her middle age, and her voice is getting louder and louder, as if she is out of control.

Jiang Qingwu stopped suddenly after hearing the last roar, and felt a chill in his heart.

The woman immediately noticed her and slowly turned around to look over.

Taking advantage of the faint moonlight, Jiang Qingwu was able to vaguely see the other person.

But the moment she saw it clearly, she was so scared that she broke out in a cold sweat.

The woman was skinny and bony, with her face covered with burn scars and her entire face was extremely distorted.

Only those eyes were fierce and murderous, sharp and cold.

Jiang Qingwu subconsciously took a step back and then stood still trying to remain calm.

For a moment, she even felt that the black scarf covering her face gave her some courage to stand there.

"You... who are you? I can help you..." Jiang Qingwu spoke in a low voice, as if he was afraid of her, and as if he was afraid of scaring himself.

The woman stared at Jiang Qingwu for a long time, then slowly turned around, hugged the thing in her arms, and whispered again.

"Be good, Nini, be obedient, Nini, don't cry..."

Jiang Qingwu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and looking at the woman's crazy and stupid appearance, an idea came to his mind.

With her martial arts skills, it would not be a bad idea for her to rush up, knock the man unconscious and take him away, and then question him in detail.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qingwu approached cautiously.

But just as she approached the woman's hand, the woman suddenly turned around, grabbed her by the collar, pressed her to the ground, and strangled her neck.

Jiang Qingwu was so shocked that he forgot to resist.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you... I'm going to kill you..."

"Ahem..." Jiang Qingwu held the other person's wrist and gradually regained some composure during the struggle. He raised his leg and kicked the woman away from his arms.

She didn't use much strength, but the woman fell to the ground and fainted.

"Cough cough..." Jiang Qingwu coughed repeatedly and hurriedly walked towards him. After confirming that the other party was just fainted, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to get up, he caught sight of what the woman was holding.

Out of curiosity, Jiang Qingwu unwrapped the thing wrapped in rags layer by layer.

But when she saw the end, she screamed in fear, "Ah..."

He dodged his entire body, staggered and fell to the ground, and then almost vomited.

Wrapped in the package was a corpse, the corpse of a child who was only a few months old.

It looked like he was burned to death. His body was not even treated after death and was just wrapped in cloth.

The corpse and the package were stuck together. Although only bones were left now, the strong stench and the twisted bones of the limbs were still too much for Jiang Qingwu to bear.

Jiang Qingwu calmed down for a long time, then stood up, took out a tinder, lit the candle, and looked around the room.

There were broken walls and burnt-out ruins everywhere.

Jiang Qingwu stood in the middle of the main hall, thinking about the scene in his dream, and closed his eyes slightly.

Although she could vaguely feel the exquisiteness and bustle of the palace in the past, its layout, furnishings, and size were completely different from those in her dreams.

The palace in her dream seemed smaller.

Jiang Qingwu sighed secretly, thought of something, and then retreated out of the house.

There was a word "Yunzhi Pavilion" written on the door. Walking further outside, Jiang Qingwu retreated to the outside of the palace.

The door head outside the gate had fallen off, and the broken door plaque was right under her feet.

Jiang Qingwu leaned over and brushed away the cobwebs and dust, and saw the words on the door plaque: Langting Palace.

"Langting Palace?!" Jiang Qingwu murmured. It felt familiar, but he couldn't remember who lived there.

Never mind, take the person back first.

Jiang Qingwu thought about it, turned around and went back to the room. Looking at the baby's body wrapped in cloth on the ground, Jiang Qingwu hesitated for a moment.

Then he tore off the tattered gauze on the pillar and wrapped the baby again.

Just as he was about to pull the woman, he felt a chill quietly coming from behind him.

Jiang Qingwu shuddered, and the moment he turned around, he was hit by a waving fan. There was a rustling sound in his ears, and he was knocked unconscious.

Jiang Qingwu fell heavily to the ground. As her consciousness gradually faded, the voice in her ears was still echoing. She had only one thought in her mind.

Golden bronze fan, Yan Xiuchen!