Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

"This lady's figure is like rolling clouds, like an immortal..."

"Yes, she is graceful and elegant, and her dancing is beautiful. I wonder where this dancer came from, but she dances so touchingly..."

"It's good, but this dance seems to have a hint of sadness. However, today is the Ghost Festival, so it fits the mood perfectly..."

Yan Xiuchen and Gu Yanbai stopped at the shore in unison, their eyes fixed on the people dancing on the stage in the distance.

Listening to the discussion nearby, Gu Yanbai spoke in a daze, "I never knew she danced so well."

"But, that person is right. This dance looks full of sadness, like scattered autumn leaves. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a tragedy that will eventually end..."

Gu Yanbai murmured, and then he let out a bitter laugh, "The people of the whole city are offering sacrifices and prayers, the lights are dimming, the sky is full of fireworks, and there are people dancing for him..."

"Yan Xiuchen...if one day, I am gone...will she be so sad?"

Yan Xiuchen looked at Jiang Qingwu spinning in the wind on the stage in the distance, and every circle seemed to be filled with sadness and longing.

As I watched, I felt dazed and a little dizzy, and Gu Yanbai pulled me back to my senses.

"You must live well... I don't want to see her so sad again..."

As he spoke, Yan Xiuchen sighed softly, raised his eyes to look at the blooming fireworks, and murmured, "The last time she set off the fireworks, she set them off for Bai Asheng."

"But at that time, Bai Asheng didn't see it."

"This time, she set off the fireworks for Nan Xiuye..."

"What a pity... Xiu Ye didn't see it either..."

"Many things in this world are caused by coincidences, and the road of life is full of separations and deaths..."

……

Nan Xiuye's funeral ceremony, like that of Emperor Xuanhe Yan Xiubo, was held in accordance with the royal etiquette. It was grand and the rituals were complicated.

The Beijing government, the city patrol guards, the imperial guards, and even Yan Xiuchen and Yan Xiujin personally sent them to the imperial mausoleum.

It alarmed the people in the city and the entire Dayan.

But almost no one knew that Nan Xiuye ​​was not in the magnificent coffin escorted by the Royal Guards.

At that time, Nanshan Tower.

Jiang Qingwu, Gu Yanbai, Wanyue, Jiuhan, and several personal guards.

This group of people formed a sharp contrast with the huge team on the road to the Imperial Mausoleum.

Jiang Qingwu was wearing a plain gauze dress and standing in front of Nan Xiuye's coffin.

The coffin was half closed, just enough to reveal half of his body, wearing the prince's uniform.

Jiang Qingwu tried his best to maintain his pale face's original expression, his heart was in a knot, and he tried his best to suppress the emotions in his eyes.

Then he placed the Tianyun Sword in his hand next to Nan Xiuye.

"You must have forgotten that I have already given you this knife."

"Let it accompany you, let it protect you..."

Gu Yanbai sighed softly and walked towards Jiang Qingwu, "Gu Qing, it's almost time."

"Okay." Although Jiang Qingwu agreed straightforwardly, she knew that this was the last look.

As I watched the coffin lid gradually close, I couldn't help but shed tears.

This was the last time we met, and we will never see each other again in this life.

"...Seal the coffin!" Jiang Qingwu murmured, and then raised his voice with certainty, "Seal the coffin and bury it!"

Looking at the coffin placed in the tomb and watching handfuls of soil falling, Jiang Qingwu turned and walked towards two graves not far away.

Then they placed the tributes they brought in front of A'Luo and A'Long's graves one by one.

"I'm sorry to disturb your peace. Although, he is a true royal family and should be buried in a magnificent royal mausoleum."

"But he has been trapped in the dark underground palace of the imperial mausoleum since he was a child. Everything there is like a nightmare to him."

"So, I listened to him and buried him here..."

"From now on, I'll leave him in your care. I've already informed Jing Fusi."

"The Nanshan Tower will enshrine the spirits of the three of you. I will come to see you often..."

As Jiang Qingwu spoke, she gently lifted her skirt and kowtowed to each of the two men's graves.

Seeing this, Wanyue wanted to stop him, but Gu Yanbai grabbed her.

"Let her kneel, she doesn't care about this!"

……

On the way back, Jiang Qingwu rode on the horse, with a calm face and not saying a word.

Gu Yanbai looked at Jiang Qingwu several times but didn't say anything. Finally, Jiang Qingwu came to his senses and spoke first.

"Yan Su is dead, all those who deserved to die are dead..."

"Now there is only one left..."

Gu Yanbai was startled for a moment, his face suddenly darkened, he took a deep breath and said, "That's right..."

"I know that Yan Xiuchen can't do it, Yan Xiujin won't do it, and no one in the world will do it..."

"Of course, I won't let you do it..."

"Only I can do this, and only I am qualified to do it..."

Jiang Qingwu listened quietly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Most of the noble families are buried in Chongling. Yan Xiuchen has already made arrangements."

"The people from the Gu and Lu families will move to Chongling. If you want to take action, you'd better hurry up."

Jiang Qingwu turned to look at Gu Yanbai and said, "I promised you that I would help you get the truth and stand by your side."

"I'll help you."

Gu Yanbai stared at Jiang Qingwu in a daze, hesitated for a moment, and shook his head gently, "If Achen knew, he might blame you..."

"There are things in this world that you should do and things that you shouldn't do..."

As he spoke, Jiang Qingwu turned to look at Gu Yanbai, and suddenly said in a serious tone, "Gu Yanbai...promise me one thing!"

Seeing Jiang Qingwu's serious expression, Gu Yanbai couldn't help but nodded seriously, "You say."

"Please promise me that you will live a good life and not end up like Nan Xiuye..."

"I don't want to see any of my loved ones leave me again..."

Gu Yanbai looked at Jiang Qingwu in a trance. He was silent for a long time before he came to his senses and nodded slightly.

"Okay, I promise! I will do my best to protect myself and live well!"

……

At midnight, peace returned to the capital and the imperial palace.

There was obviously no difference from before, but Jiang Qingwu felt that the palace was like a cold palace, empty and deserted.

When Yan Xiuchen arrived at Fengxiang Palace, Jiang Qingwu had already prepared dinner, a table full of wine and food, which was very sumptuous.

"You are here. Has the imperial mausoleum... been properly arranged?"

Yan Xiuchen looked at the wine on the table and at Jiang Qingwu's plain dress, as if he had seen through something. He nodded slightly and sat down at the table.

"Everything has been arranged properly. No one cares and no one suspects anything."

"Some other day, I'll go to Nanshan Tower with you to see him."

Jiang Qingwu nodded and poured himself a glass of wine. "There is an old man guarding the Nanshan Tower. Nan Xiuye ​​and I met him there before."

"Tomorrow I want to bring the people from the Jingfu Division to meet him. From now on, he will guard the tower and serve the spirits of the three of them."

Yan Xiuchen looked at the wine that Jiang Qingwu handed over and took it without any hesitation, but did not bring it to his mouth immediately.

"Okay, it's all up to you."

"I came back too late today. Xiu Jin stayed in the Regent's Mansion. I'm afraid he hasn't slept yet..."

Jiang Qingwu felt heavy in her heart. Seeing Yan Xiuchen bringing the wine glass to his mouth, she subconsciously called him.

"and many more……"

"what happened?"

Jiang Qingwu looked at the person in front of him and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "I miss... Brother Asheng..."

"When I have time, I want to go out for a walk and visit him in Sanshui City..."

"Also... I want to go to the East Territory to visit my cousin. I haven't seen him for a long time..."

Yan Xiuchen stared at Jiang Qingwu in a daze, then suddenly raised the corner of his lips, "Okay, but you have to agree to a small request of mine..."

As he spoke, Yan Xiuchen took up the wine glass and drank it all. "Then I'll tell you what my request is."

Jiang Qingwu watched Yan Xiuchen drink the wine. Just as she was about to speak, Yan Xiuchen slowly pulled her hand.

"Gu Qing, I promise you..."

"I promise you, I won't let Gu Yan's death be in vain, and I won't let anyone leave you again... Really..."

Watching Yan Xiuchen slowly fainting on the table, Jiang Qingwu choked up in his throat and gently held Yan Xiuchen's hand.