Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

Seeing Jiang Qingwu sitting between the two girls and drinking, Nan Xiuye ​​even doubted his own eyes.

He was stunned for a long time before coming to his senses.

"Qingwu?!" Nan Xiuye ​​murmured, and quickly sat up straight, but he also startled the girl who was sleeping on his lap.

Nan Xiuye ​​looked down at the girl who was standing up, and hurriedly pulled her up and pushed her away.

"Why are you here? Was it...was it A-Chen who asked you to come find us?"

Seeing Nan Xiuye ​​hurriedly pushing the girl away, Jiang Qingwu deliberately teased, "No."

"Don't worry, I won't tell him..."

Jiang Qingwu deliberately joked, then sighed at Gu Yanbai, "Since you are afraid that he will know, why do you come here to have fun?"

"You guys are at ease, but I was out there fighting with other people and almost lost my life."

"We'll have to send patrol guards to protect you inside and outside."

"Fighting? City patrol guards?" Nan Xiuye ​​was completely sober now and suddenly stood up.

He had always been cautious, and originally came to look after Gu Yanbai, but now he had become the one who joined in the mischief.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be so nervous." Jiang Qingwu shouted, waving at Nan Xiuye, "Sit down, sit down, it's okay, it's all over."

"We are the only ones inside and outside Zuichunlou, so just relax."

As he spoke, Jiang Qingwu shouted to the outside of the door, "Someone come!"

Upon hearing the voice, Wanyue, Awen and Awu hurried in and saluted Jiang Qingwu.

"These girls are really tired. They have been with them for two whole days. It's time for them to rest."

"You will all be rewarded handsomely, but...you must keep your mouths shut, otherwise, you will bear the consequences."

Upon hearing the voice, several girls stood up and knelt down to salute.

"Thank you for the reward."

Seeing this, Jiang Qingwu looked towards Gu Yanbai and Nan Xiuye, "Do you have any favorites? How about... redeeming them?"

Nan Xiuye ​​sighed, held his head, and slumped back down at the table.

Gu Yanbai perked up, sat up straight, and leaned closer to Jiang Qingwu, "Is it okay?"

"No." Jiang Qingwu's face suddenly changed.

Gu Yanbai curled his lips and sighed pretentiously when he saw Awen and Awu taking the girls away.

"I thought you were so generous, wanting to bring a girl back to us, but it turns out you were just pretending to be generous."

"If you want to bring the girl back, that's fine, but you live in the palace. If you bring a prostitute back with you, aren't you afraid that Yan Xiuchen will kill you?"

"Nan Xiuye ​​is fine. After all, she is outside the palace. If you really like her, you can just redeem her."

"How about you move into the palace as well? I will redeem the girl for you."

Nan Xiuye ​​listened to Jiang Qingwu's words, his expression froze, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

Jiang Qingwu jokingly picked up the wine glass and put it to his mouth, then turned around and called Wanyue.

"Wanyue, ask the people to send some food over, and you can find a place to rest."

"Yes, girl."

"You just said you were going to fight, what's going on?" Nan Xiuye ​​came back to his senses and asked Jiang Qingwu.

Jiang Qingwu's thoughts were also pulled back, and he said with a more serious look on his face, "I had a fight with Shen Wanrong, and... I got rid of Shen Chengshan!"

……

On the other side of the capital, Tianyi Pavilion.

Although King Suqing took out the antidote for Purple Rakshasa in time, he was still one step too late.

Shen Chengshan died in Tianyi Pavilion, in front of Shen Wanrong.

"Daddy..." The crying was deafening.

King Suqing frowned slightly and gestured to Nan Zifeng who was not far away to leave.

Nan Zifeng also turned around and left in a hurry without saying a word.

"Well, today's incident will not be let go. I will definitely avenge your father."

Shen Wanrong cried so hard while holding Shen Chengshan's body that it took her a long time to come back to her senses.

"I want to take revenge myself. I want to kill her with my own hands."

"Don't worry, the staff has been arranged, and Yan Lin will be entering the capital soon."

"The Shen family..."

Shen Wanrong came back to her senses, her eyes showing a bit more murderous intent, "They will help me, they will definitely help me for my brother."

"I want Jiang Qingwu to also experience the feeling of losing a loved one."

King Purge looked at Shen Wanrong's murderous expression and secretly raised the corners of his lips.

A moment later, King Suqing saw Nan Zifeng, who had changed his clothes, in the inner courtyard room.

She was dressed in white brocade, with a golden crown on her hair, and holding a landscape fan with an inscription by a famous artist.

He looks like a noble young man from an aristocratic family, and doesn't seem like someone as dedicated as Nan Xiuye.

Seeing King Suqing come in, he sat down at the table calmly and poured tea.

"It's a good thing that people are dead."

"Yes, I rescued Shen Chengshan. The Shen family must take this favor into consideration. Whether he is dead or alive is not important."

King Suqing sat at the table, looked at Nan Zifeng, and smiled slightly, "It's been many years since we last met, but you have become more and more extraordinary."

"Thanks to your kindness, sir, I am getting better and better."

There was a half-smile on Nan Zifeng's lips, and there was a sense of alienation in his eyes.

"It's just that... although I came to Beijing to help you, I don't necessarily have to obey you in everything. After all..."

"I didn't really take any Baiqingsan poison."

King Suqing's face darkened slightly, but he still maintained a kind look, "Why, do you still want to help Jiang Qingwu and Gu Yanbai?"

"That's not the case, but I don't understand why you have to instigate the Shen family to get rid of the Jiang family."

Prince Suqing held the teacup and sighed softly, "The Jiang family holds military power, and Jiang Qingwu is loved by His Majesty."

"If we don't get rid of it, it will turn into a disaster sooner or later."

"Besides... the Jiang family is just the beginning..."

Hearing the voice, Nan Zifeng secretly clenched the fan in his hand. He seemed to be drinking tea, but his eyes were deep in thought.

……

In Zuichunlou, Gu Yanbai held up his head and listened to Jiang Qingwu telling stories, occasionally bringing the wine glass to his mouth.

Nan Xiuye ​​listened attentively, but as he listened, he frowned secretly.

Before he could say anything, Gu Yanbai suddenly sat up straight.

"Wait a minute, are you saying that you let Shen Chengshan and Shen Wanrong go for Huanyue?"

Jiang Qingwu sighed softly and ate his food, "Yes, but... Shen Chengshan may not survive."

"Are you sick?" Gu Yanbai blurted out.

Jiang Qingwu smiled upon hearing this, nodded and said, "You expressed it quite accurately."

“I think I’m sick too.”

"but……"

Jiang Qingwu was holding a wine glass and muttering, when Nan Xiuye ​​opposite him blurted out thoughtfully.

"Shen Wanrong will die sooner or later, there's no need to rush."

"How do you know? If they hide again..." Gu Yanbai immediately retorted.

But before he finished speaking, Nan Xiuye ​​said seriously and firmly, "They won't hide."

"They racked their brains to save the Shen family father and son, just to use them to deal with the Jiang family."

"Now that the people have been rescued, why would they stop fighting?"

"They will take action soon..."

Nan Xiuye ​​said, looking towards Jiang Qingwu, "And, if I'm guessing correctly, Huanyue should... still be useful to you."

Jiang Qingwu raised the corners of his lips slightly and nodded, "I guess so."

“But it’s mainly because it’s a good deal.”

"I have calculated the time. If Shen Chengshan doesn't survive, Shen Wanrong and the others will definitely seek revenge on me."

"Instead of killing Shen Wanrong, it would be better to accumulate enough and get rid of them all at once, once and for all."

Gu Yanbai looked at Jiang Qingwu in astonishment, while Nan Xiuye ​​seemed to be lost in thought.

"You are not as impulsive as before."

"Thinking too much, planning too far."

"There's just one more problem, you may not know."

Jiang Qingwu looked at Nan Xiuye ​​in confusion, then silently raised the wine glass to his mouth.

Nan Xiuye ​​sighed softly, stared at Jiang Qingwu and said, "The person you met is definitely not Nan Zifeng."

"The real Nan Zifeng...died three years ago."