Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

Yan Xue didn't understand why she was asked to burn incense and worship. While she was confused and hesitant, Nan Xiuye ​​had already stood in front of her.

"The dead are the greatest. If you don't burn incense and pay homage, why are you following me?"

Yan Xue was stunned. It was indeed she who took the initiative to follow.

One is to monitor the progress of Jiang Qingwu and others' investigation into Zhuang Youwen.

The second is to find an opportunity to complete the task given to her by King Purge and poison Nan Xiuye.

However, she still felt uneasy and afraid to get close to the coffin and burn incense and pay tribute to Zhuang Youwen.

He froze there for a moment and even forgot to respond to Nan Xiuye.

"Yan Xue..." Jiang Qingwu called out in a low voice, reminding her. Yan Xue then came back to her senses and bowed slightly.

"Yes, I will go right away."

Nan Xiuye ​​watched Yan Xue slowly walk into the mourning hall, silently walked closer to Jiang Qingwu, and lowered his voice.

"Your Majesty and Gu Yanbai have already made arrangements. I will accompany you back to the Marquis' Mansion later. You don't have to worry about anything else."

Jiang Qingwu lowered his eyes slightly, turned his head and looked at Nan Xiuye, "Remind them not to hurt her."

"Yes."

Seeing Yan Xue paying homage, Jiang Qingwu turned to Jiang Qingyu and said, "Second brother, the funeral is over. Let Miss Zhuang and the young master stay at the Marquis' Mansion first."

"Okay, I understand."

"Zhuang Qing, believe me, I will make the person who killed your brother pay with his life."

Jiang Qingwu looked at Zhuang Qing firmly, then turned and walked towards the mourning hall.

After paying homage to Zhuang Youwen, Jiang Qingwu left the mansion with Yan Xue and Nan Xiuye.

After leaving the door, Jiang Qingwu stopped Yan Xue who was following behind him.

"Yanxue, I haven't been back to the Marquis' Mansion for a long time. I'm leaving the palace today, so it's a good opportunity to go back to the Marquis' Mansion to take a look."

"You can go back to the palace first."

Yan Xue probably didn't expect this, and then looked at Nan Xiuye ​​beside her, "Then... where is Uncle Wang?"

"Your Majesty is worried that I am not safe outside the palace, so he ordered the prince to protect me."

"Yes, I will return to the palace first to see the Queen off."

Behind him were the guests in the court, and in front of him were the people kneeling and worshipping.

The etiquette and respect for hierarchy were taken to the extreme.

After Xiao Luzi and Wanyue sent Jiang Qingwu to the carriage, Nan Xiuye ​​got on the horse and left the manor with a small group of people.

Yan Xue then sat in the carriage behind and headed towards the palace with a dozen guards and maids.

After the carriage had traveled for some distance, Jiang Qingwu opened the window curtain and couldn't help but look back.

Yan Xue's convoy had gone far away, and the fluttering rain blocked her view, forcing her to look away.

"She is Concubine Shen, the daughter of the Shen family, and the person Yan Lin is closest to. Now she has teamed up with that person."

"You should know the significance of rooting out the weeds."

"She shouldn't be kept."

Jiang Qingwu also knew that Yan Xue was a knife that could stab her at any time.

But she always felt that sometimes, Yan Xue was not really a cruel and evil person.

"Whether we should root out the problem depends on her. If she is willing to help us deal with King Purge, I will not treat her unfairly."

Jiang Qingwu murmured, looking up at Nan Xiuye, "After you meet my parents, I will take you somewhere."

"Take me? Somewhere?"

"Yes, you'll know when you get there."

Although Nan Xiuye ​​was confused, he still nodded.

After meeting Jiang Ruhai and Su Su at the Marquis' Mansion, Jiang Qingwu and Nan Xiuye ​​left through the back door.

He only brought Wanyue, Luo Ming, and Ling Xiao, Nan Xiuye's personal bodyguard.

Several people rode horses all the way out of the city and arrived at Nanshan Tower.

Nan Xiuye ​​looked at Jiang Qingwu in astonishment, until she led him to Nanshan Tower, he suddenly realized something.

There are two graves in the open space behind the tower. One tombstone has Chen Long written on it, and the other has Hongluo written on it.

In just a few steps, Nan Xiuye ​​went from being fully understood to being stunned and dazed.

"You buried Luo here?"

Nan Xiuye ​​put one hand behind his back, holding the Tianyun Sword in the other, and looked at Jiang Qingwu in disbelief.

"Although she blocked the knife for you, she died because she was saving me."

"Chen Long died in the imperial mausoleum that day. You placed him here carefully. I think they can be considered comrades-in-arms, so you can keep him company."

As Jiang Qingwu spoke, he helped Wanyue place the offerings in front of the grave.

"I brought you here today to tell you that I have taken good care of Luo."

"Also... I think Luo would like you to come and see her, too."

Nan Xiuye ​​saw Jiang Qingwu light the incense to worship A'luo, so he walked up to her and took the lit incense from her hand.

He then handed over the Sky Meteorite Knife in his hand, "I am the one who owes her, not you."

"Besides, she can't bear your worship. Let me do it."

Jiang Qingwu looked at the knife handed to him, slowly took it, then turned around and handed it to Wanyue, and took the other three incense sticks.

"Death is the greatest thing. There is nothing to be ashamed of. What's more, she died because of me after all."

Jiang Qingwu ignored Nan Xiuye's gaze and bowed down to worship A'Luo.

Nan Xiuye ​​was stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything else. He turned around, took the knife from Wanyue's hand, and fell into deep thought.

"A Luo's family was poor. She was sold to that man when she was twelve years old in order to support her younger siblings."

"A Luo was taken back and thrown to me. At that time, I was only fifteen or sixteen years old."

"After following me for two years, he was placed in the Regent's Palace."

Nan Xiuye ​​said, and turned around to let out a bitter laugh, "In fact, we are all the same, just a tool, a weapon."

"If one day I am gone, you will bury me here."

"Nanshan Tower...I like it very much."

Nan Xiuye ​​smiled thoughtfully, then turned and left.

But when Jiang Qingwu heard the word "life or death", his expression changed immediately.

"You are a member of the royal family and the cousin of the current emperor. It is impossible for you to be buried here."

Nan Xiuye's back suddenly froze, and he sighed secretly with his back to Jiang Qingwu, "The Imperial Tomb?"

"That place... I never want to go there again."

Jiang Qingwu's heart tightened slightly, as if something had pulled it hard.

He suffered for so long under the imperial mausoleum, it was like a nightmare, and she actually let him be buried there?

Thinking of this, Jiang Qingwu felt filled with guilt and uneasiness, and immediately chased after Nan Xiuye.

"I didn't think too much about it. I just thought that you are a legitimate royal family member and your mother is there too."

"Besides, a hundred years from now, we will all be buried there. I don't want to bring up your past..."

Jiang Qingwu's tone became much lighter and he explained carefully.

Hearing the voice, Nan Xiuye ​​smiled slightly, turned around and jokingly interrupted her flustered and cautious explanation.

"I almost forgot that you will also be buried in the imperial mausoleum."

"But... you are going to be buried with His Majesty, why should I bury you there..."

Jiang Qingwu opened his mouth, but was speechless for a moment.

She is really sick...what is she saying for no reason?

"...I won't say any more. What I mean is that you can't die. I won't let you die."

Jiang Qingwu left after saying a few words, quickly ending this strange conversation.

Nan Xiuye ​​watched Jiang Qingwu hurried away and chased after him silently, "Are you angry? I was just kidding."

"It's only outside the palace that I can joke with you, don't be angry."

"Not angry." Jiang Qingwu echoed in a muffled voice, as if he also realized something.

Indeed, she seemed to have never seen Nan Xiuye ​​so unrestrained and relaxed while in the palace.

"girl……"

Luo Ming hurried over from the bottom of the mountain and handed over a note, "Jiu Han sent a pigeon message, it's from the Fourth Princess."