Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

Chapter 395 Jiang Qingwu loses control of his emotions, Nan Xiuye ​​tests Yan Xue

In Fengxiang Palace, Jiang Qingwu had just woken up for a short while when Yan Xue came running over with all kinds of precious supplements.

Jiang Qingwu sat curled up on a couch in the side hall, wearing a green cloak embroidered with gauze, which wrapped her whole body tightly.

His face was as pale as paper, he looked listless, his eyes were scarlet as blood, with bloodshot and moist eye sockets, probably because he had been crying.

Yan Xue sat on the couch opposite Jiang Qingwu. Looking at Jiang Qingwu's disheveled and dazed appearance, she felt as if something was pulling at her heart.

"Don't cry, the imperial physician said that you should drink the medicine and then lie down on the bed to rest."

"Since we've met, I have to cry and send him off." Jiang Qingwu's expression was calm, but he couldn't stop his tears, which fell silently.

Yan Xue sighed softly and said helplessly, "That Zhuang asked again, I heard that you met him outside the palace before. Although we are old friends, but..."

Before Yan Xue could finish her words, Jiang Qingwu interrupted her thoughtfully.

"He didn't blame me for killing his family, nor did he blame me for getting him into trouble..."

"He said yesterday... He said everything is fine now, and he advised me to look forward..."

"I brought him some snacks and asked him to bring them to Zhuang Qing."

"Zhuang Qing just had his coming-of-age ceremony... He also has a little nephew..."

Jiang Qingwu's calm face finally showed a ripple. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she gently closed her eyes, clutching her cloak tightly with her clenched fists.

She really wanted to do something, but no matter what she did, she couldn't change the outcome.

Thinking of the scattered pastries and the sesame biscuits that had not been removed from the table, Jiang Qingwu suddenly got angry. He fiercely swept over the soup bowls and snacks on the table, stood up and got down from the couch.

There was a "crackling" sound of something breaking, and Yan Xue trembled with fear.

It can be seen that Jiang Qingwu wanted to go out, but he still grabbed her.

"Aunt, Aunt, where are you going? Don't be impulsive..." Yan Xue was shouting when Nan Xiuye ​​and Wan Yue rushed in.

"Let me go, get out of the way..." Jiang Qingwu pushed Yan Xue, and he could have pushed her away.

But Yan Xue tried her best and Jiang Qingwu was weak, so her struggle was futile. Suddenly, Nan Xiuye ​​came up to her and grabbed her struggling arm.

"Calm down, Jiang Qingwu..." Nan Xiuye ​​shouted loudly. Jiang Qingwu came back to his senses and looked at Nan Xiuye ​​in a trance for a moment.

Nan Xiuye ​​also reacted and silently let go of him, "My injury is not healed yet. If you go crazy again, I'm afraid I'll be implicated by you."

Nan Xiuye ​​said this, subconsciously covering his chest.

Yes, Nan Xiuye’s injury hasn’t healed yet.

Jiang Qingwu gradually calmed down and let out a bitter smile, his eyes filled with helplessness and anger. He could only close his eyes silently and suppress it.

"Zhuang Youwen is dead. His skull was shattered by a palm strike. He was beaten to death."

"Who else in this world can do this?"

Jiang Qingwu roared at Nan Xiuye, tears streaming down her face, then she took a quick step forward and grabbed Nan Xiuye.

"Let's kill him, let's kill him, okay? He wants to kill you, he wants to kill Gu Yanbai, he wants to kill everyone around me."

"I'm going to kill him. I'm going to kill him..."

Nan Xiuye ​​looked at the out-of-control Jiang Qingwu, nodded gently at him, and whispered to comfort him, "Okay, when his injuries are healed, we will kill him."

"We can definitely kill him." As he said that, Nan Xiuye ​​gently pulled the person into his arms.

Wanyue and Xiaoluzi couldn't help but feel a little flustered. They were about to step forward and speak, but Nan Xiuye ​​suddenly raised his hand and pressed a point behind her ear.

Just a slight touch, and Jiang Qingwu instantly lost consciousness and fell down.

Nan Xiuye ​​also took the opportunity to pick him up, "Xiao Luzi, call the imperial physician, Wanyue lead the way..."

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away."

The two of them reacted and quickly agreed.

Wan Yue also hurriedly took Nan Xiu Ye to the bedroom.

After settling Jiang Qingwu, Nan Xiuye ​​sat by the Bilan Lake outside the back hall, staring at the Shangyang Palace vaguely visible in the distance, as if waiting for something.

"King Ling'an." Yan Xue called out from behind, then bowed slightly to Nan Xiuye.

Nan Xiuye ​​stared at Yan Xue, his eyes sizing her up, then he frowned slightly.

His mind couldn't help but emerge with the image of the woman who flashed by and secretly delivered a message to him on the day when he rescued Jiang Qingwu in Langting Palace.

Seeing Nan Xiuye ​​staring at her absentmindedly, Yan Xue couldn't help but bow deeply, "Your son pays respect to Uncle Wang."

Hearing Yan Xue's question, Nan Xiuye ​​came back to his senses and smiled slightly.

"If I really want to make a fuss, you should really call me Uncle Wang."

As he spoke, Nan Xiuye ​​raised his hand and motioned Yan Xue to stand up.

Yan Xue smiled, stood up and sat on the stone bench opposite.

"Uncle Wang is the son of King Suqing. King Suqing and Grandfather Emperor are the closest brothers. You are naturally Yan Xue's uncle."

Nan Xiuye ​​looked at Yan Xue's innocent face, but felt a little suspicious in his heart, and silently poured her tea.

"The palace has been in turmoil these past two days. You must be extra careful when you go in and out at night."

Yan Xue's hand that took the teacup suddenly paused, then she looked up and smiled, "My palace is very close to Fengxiang Palace. It only takes 25 minutes to get there, and I rarely go out at night."

Nan Xiuye ​​nodded gently, "That's good. A fifth-rank minister can die if he wants to. You are a little girl, so you should be more careful."

"Yes, thank you Uncle Wang for your concern."

"By the way, have you spotted any suspicious women in the palace recently..."

Yan Xue stared at Nan Xiuye ​​in confusion, "What suspicious woman? Why does Uncle Wang ask that?"

"Oh, last night, when Zhuang Youwen was dying, he was holding a jade bead in his hand. Your Majesty has seen it and said it was a tribute from the Northern Kingdom a few years ago and only people in the palace have it."

"Moreover, your father bestowed them upon the concubines of the various palaces several years ago."

"Now it should be ..."

Before Nan Xiuye ​​finished speaking, Yan Xue panicked and blurted out, "What jade beads? I have a lot of jade beads in my palace. I don't know which kind it is."

"The items that entered the palace a few years ago were sent back and forth by concubines from various palaces. It's possible that everyone has them, and they may have been scattered outside the palace."

"How to check this?"

When Nan Xiuye ​​saw the panic on Yan Xue's face, his suspicion deepened.

"Of course we can check. The jade beads are priceless. Even if the concubines gave them to the palace maids, no one would wear them."

"So, the person wearing that bead must be a woman, and must be a woman from the palace, and a person of status."

"Isn't it difficult to check the women in this palace?"

"Counting the concubines of Emperor Xuanhe of Qingshuiyuan, there aren't many."

Nan Xiuye ​​spoke as he looked at Yan Xue quietly, as if he wanted to lock onto every change on her face.

Yan Xue lowered her eyes, thinking about something, frowning slightly. After all, she was young, and she was not a ruthless or cunning person.

Nan Xiuye ​​only said a few words and she became a little panicked.

"Your Majesty, His Majesty is here." The eunuch who was accompanying Nan Xiuye ​​hurried over to remind him, then turned around and knelt in a hurry in the distance.

The eunuch's voice was so low that Yan Xue didn't even notice it. She looked like she was in deep thought and hadn't come back to her senses yet.

Upon seeing this, Nan Xiuye ​​immediately stood up and saluted Yan Xiuchen, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you...

Hearing Nan Xiuye's shout, Yan Xue's hand holding the water cup suddenly fell off.

With a 'crack' sound, the cup shattered to the ground. Yan Xue also quickly came to her senses and bowed, "Your Majesty, your son is here to see you."

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