Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

The war was about to break out, including the Jiang brothers, Gu Yanbai and Jiuhan, along with countless personal guards and city patrol guards who came to help.

Jiang Qingwu looked at the chaos, turned around and helped Nan Xiuye ​​to the side, then turned around and pulled over A'Luo who was staggering towards him.

“You can’t kill him, so don’t hurt Gu Yanbai and your brothers…” Nan Xiuye ​​whispered, his face pale and his breath weak.

Just by looking at him with his own eyes, Jiang Qingwu was afraid that his life was in danger.

"I'll take you to the palace. Imperial Physician Li is the best doctor...just hold on a little longer."

As Jiang Qingwu spoke, he pulled Nan Xiuye's arm and placed it on his shoulder.

But after they had taken only two steps, a knife flew towards them from behind.

"Gu Qing, be careful..." Gu Yanbai shouted loudly.

Jiang Qingwu was startled, and the moment he turned around, Nan Xiuye ​​had already reacted and held him in his arms.

But the knife did not stab Jiang Qingwu, nor did it fall on Nan Xiuye.

When Jiang Qingwu and Nan Xiuye ​​came to their senses, they found that A'Luo had blocked the knife and fell behind them.

"A'Luo..." Jiang Qingwu looked at A'Luo who was vomiting blood and unable to speak. He wanted to help but was at a loss as to how to do so.

In a moment, the person died.

The next moment, Nan Xiu Ye behind him also vomited blood and fell down.

"Nan Xiu Ye..." Jiang Qingwu turned around and rushed over, his heart suddenly in a mess.

"We...can't beat him." Nan Xiuye, who was lying in Jiang Qingwu's arms, interrupted him quickly.

"Don't say anything. Just hold on for a moment. I'll take you away... I'll take you away..."

Jiang Qingwu's voice was choked with sobs. He tried hard to support Nan Xiuye's weight and help him up.

But before she could pull the man up, Jiang Qingbai was knocked to the ground by King Suqing with a palm.

Looking at Jiang Qingbai who fell heavily, Jiang Qingwu suddenly realized why Yan Xiuchen always said that they could not beat him.

The last time she fought in the valley, she deeply experienced what it meant to be like an egg hitting a stone.

She knew that he was good at martial arts, and that even Yan Xiuchen and Nan Xiuye, who were the best martial artists among them, were no match for him.

But she never thought that even with so many people and so many experts, they still couldn't catch him.

Her elder brother and second brother were both military generals who were good at marching and fighting, and Jiuhan was even an expert at fighting ten people at the same time.

There were so many of them, but... they only injured his arm!

Jiang Qingwu watched Gu Yanbai and his men being defeated and injured one after another.

Then he gently put Nan Xiu Ye down, grabbed the knife on the ground and rushed over.

"Stop!" Jiang Qingwu shouted and stood behind King Suqing.

At this time, King Suqing was also blood-thirsty, his white beard and hair were stained with bright red blood, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"You overestimate your own abilities, and think that you can kill me just because you have more people?"

Jiang Qingwu stared at King Suqing, then chuckled, looked at the guards surrounding him, and raised his voice.

"Do you know who he is?"

"Do you want to know why he wanted to assassinate King Ling'an? Do you want to know why he wanted to capture Master Gu?"

"I guess... not only you want to know, but everyone in the capital wants to know."

As Jiang Qingwu spoke, he walked towards King Suqing with big, dignified steps, showing no fear at all.

However, King Suqing's face suddenly changed and turned as pale as paper.

"you dare!"

"I dare to say it. I dare to open the imperial mausoleum and dig up the graves and coffins."

"Not only do I dare to go, I also dare to bring all the civil and military officials with me..."

Jiang Qingwu pressed on step by step, then turned around and shouted to the patrolling city guards in the yard, "When the time comes, I will take you to see the imperial mausoleum."

"The Prince of Loyalty who said he wanted to follow the late emperor..."

Before Jiang Qingwu could finish his words, King Suqing became angry, took a quick step forward, and walked towards Jiang Qingwu.

Fortunately, Gu Yanbai reacted quickly and threw the flute over to block it.

King Suqing subconsciously dodged for a moment, then calmed down and looked at Jiang Qingwu fiercely.

"You'd better just talk about it, otherwise, I will let you die on the way to the imperial tomb."

After saying this, King Suqing flew away and disappeared quickly.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingyu and Gu Yanbai subconsciously wanted to chase after him, but were stopped in time by Jiang Qingwu behind them.

"Stop chasing."

"Did you do it on purpose? Did you let him go on purpose?" Gu Yanbai turned and walked towards Jiang Qingwu.

Of course it was intentional. They couldn't catch him or kill him. If they continued to fight with him, they would be the only ones who would get hurt and die.

His grand intention to follow the late emperor was truly a testament to his loyalty and righteousness.

Now if all the civil and military officials in the court and the people of the world knew that he faked his death and hid himself under an assumed name, it would not be as simple as ruining his reputation.

Naturally he was afraid and naturally wanted to leave.

Jiang Qingwu thought secretly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. He watched Jiang Qingyu help Jiang Qingbai up, and couldn't help but look at the corpses all over the yard.

It was like someone punched me hard in the chest, but I had to swallow the blood secretly.

"If the fighting continues, not only will we get hurt, but we don't know how many people will die."

"If you can't kill him, you can only... bend and stretch."

Having said that, Jiang Qingwu turned around and walked quickly towards Nan Xiuye.

Gu Yanbai also came back to his senses and hurriedly followed, "He is seriously injured..."

As Gu Yanbai spoke, he took out a medicine bottle from his arms and stuffed a pill into Nan Xiuye's mouth.

"Let's go to the palace." Gu Yanbai said as he helped Nan Xiuye ​​up.

Seeing this, Jiuhan, who was not far away, handed the sword in his hand to Wanyue and walked over quickly, "I'll carry him."

"Brother, you come into the palace with us. Brother, you stay and clean up the mess..." Jiang Qingwu said as he supported Jiang Qingbai.

As the few of them hurriedly boarded the carriage and headed toward the palace, Yan Xiuchen also received news from Prince Ling'an's mansion.

In the Shangyang Palace, several ministers were arguing fiercely, and they were like they were on a battlefield, with swords drawn.

There are only two camps. One side is loyal to Yan Xiuchen and says they want to hunt down the assassin throughout the city.

On one side were those who were forced to accept the new emperor in the first place, led by Qin Hai, the king's spies, who said that it was not appropriate to make it public for fear of unsettling the subjects.

General Cheng Xiang pointed at Qin Hai, the Minister of War, and said angrily, "Just take care of your Ministry of War. You have no right to speak."

"Assassinating your majesty is such a big deal. It should be known to all the people. This way, those evil people with evil intentions will be restrained."

Qin Hai chuckled, seemingly respectful, but full of contempt, "I don't know if the traitor will stop, but the people will definitely talk about it."

"When the people are in turmoil, the country is in turmoil."

"There were Fuye people ambushing in the capital before, and I don't know if they have been completely wiped out now."

"If news of the country's unrest spreads to other countries, wouldn't it cause them to start chaos?"

Both sides held their own opinions, and as they argued, they started arguing, and as they argued, they started fighting.

The official hat was thrown away and the clothes were torn apart. After the beating while standing, he rolled to the ground.

Yan Xiuchen looked on, sneered in disbelief, and stood by and watched.

When Zhong Quan received the news from outside the palace and hurried towards Yan Xiuchen, Yan Xiuchen was sitting on the dragon throne, fiddling with a golden bronze fan with a gloomy face.

"Your Majesty..." Zhong Quan looked nervous and moved straight towards Yan Xiuchen's ear.

"What? Where is the Queen? Where is Gu Yanbai? Are they okay?" Yan Xiuchen's face darkened and he asked hurriedly in a low voice.

Zhong Quan shook his head slightly, "The messenger said that they are fine, but the eldest son of the Jiang family and Prince Ling An were seriously injured and have been taken to the palace..."

After listening to Zhong Quan's words, Yan Xiuchen suddenly stood up and left, then grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it into the hall.

"Left Prime Minister... please step down."

"Marquis Shunqing, please follow me. The rest of you can continue to quarrel and fight. No one can leave until there is a conclusion."

Yan Xiuchen shouted sternly, then turned and hurried away.