Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

Fifty miles away from the capital.

It was already evening when Jiang Qingwu and the others arrived.

Fifty miles away, the Kyoto post station was filled with corpses.

It was like a fierce fight.

Jiang Qingwu did not dismount. He looked around and towards the dense forest in the distance.

"Let's go look for him in the woods. If he's ambushed and chased, Jiu Ye should find a secluded place to hide."

Jiuhan did not refute, and immediately sent his men to enter the dense forest not far away in two groups.

But soon after entering the dense forest, they heard the sound of fighting.

Jiuhan and Jiang Qingwu heard the sound and immediately rushed over.

In the dense forest near the cliff, Jiu Ye and four or five personal guards were protecting Chen Ang and had been forced to the edge of the cliff.

And those who surrounded them were all well-trained assassins.

There are at least a dozen or twenty people.

"Girl, knife..." Wanyue shouted from afar and threw Jiang Qingwu's knife over through the air.

Although with their help, the man in black was beaten back a little, but he showed no intention of withdrawing his attack.

On the contrary, Jiang Qingwu and his men were either wounded or had to protect Chen Ang.

Gradually, it became meat on the chopping board.

"Fighting like this is not a solution. These people don't seem to be afraid of death."

Jiang Qingwu looked at the men in black who were surrounding him and gestured to Jiuhan.

"You take Chen Ang and Jiu Ye and leave first. My personal guards and I will stay here to hold them back."

"No, absolutely not. If something happens to the girl, how can I explain to my godfather?"

Jiuhan said in a stern and firm voice, then protected Jiang Qingwu and Jiuye and retreated repeatedly.

After fighting for so long, the enemy's casualties were less than one-third.

Jiang Qingwu was looking at the cliff not far behind him. Just when he was at a loss as to what to do, countless arrows suddenly flew out from the dense forest.

Arrows flew by with a swish and accurately shot the men in black who were surrounding them.

Jiang Qingwu looked at the man in black who had fallen to the ground, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, only then did he spot the person who was shooting an arrow with a bow.

"Little sister..." Jiang Qingyu was holding a bow and arrow and rushing over with the royal guards of the delegation.

"Second brother? Second brother..." Jiang Qingwu walked up to him in disbelief.

After they parted in the previous life, she had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Thinking of the person who was killed by Yan Lin and Shen Wanrong in the pool of blood in the previous life, he was standing alive in front of her.

Jiang Qingwu didn't care and threw herself into Jiang Qingyu's arms.

"Brother, I finally see you again. Do you know that I have been waiting for this day for a very long time?"

"Oh my, I'm dirty, what are you doing...what's wrong?"

Jiang Qingyu choked back, but still hurriedly threw the bow and arrow in his hand to his men.

He gently patted Jiang Qingwu's back and consoled her carefully, "Okay, okay. I think you suffered a great injustice in the capital."

"I know everything. When I get back, I will teach Yan Lin a lesson for you."

When Jiang Qingwu heard Jiang Qingyu's words, she suddenly came to her senses and stopped crying.

She almost forgot that in her previous life, her second brother, Jiang Qingyu and Yan Lin were very good friends.

But just like her and Shen Wanrong, they were just pawns being used.

"Where is the princess? Where is Princess Yuya?" Jiang Qingwu quickly changed the subject.

Looking at Jiang Qingyu and the few archers, he asked in confusion.

"I was at the post station with the envoys. I saw a corpse in the post station and realized something was wrong. I happened to see people from the palace coming over here, so..."

As Jiang Qingyu spoke, he noticed Jiuhan walking towards him.

"Second Master Jiang."

Jiang Qingyu glanced at Jiuhan, then pulled Jiang Qingwu away with a bad look on his face, muttering to himself as they walked.

"You've lost your mind, even if Yan Lin has wronged you, you can't marry the Regent."

"He is ten years older than you."

Jiang Qingwu listened to the familiar words and couldn't help but sigh, "Ten years older, not ten days older."

"Oh, but he is... cunning and powerful, and he changes his mind faster than turning the pages of a book. If you are by his side, what if you are not careful..."

Jiang Qingwu didn't hear clearly what Jiang Qingyu said next. He only heard that he changed his attitude faster than turning the pages of a book.

Thinking of Xu Qingran, and how they didn't know how to reminisce at this moment, Jiang Qingwu became annoyed.

"Second brother, you are right. Second brother, you are right."

Jiang Qingwu suddenly stopped and looked at Jiang Qingyu and said firmly, "He is not only sinister and cunning."

"He is full of tricks, fickle, suspicious..."

"He is overbearing and unreasonable, arrogant and self-righteous. More importantly, he changes his mind faster than turning the pages of a book."

"Everything he says sounds nice, but he's actually a hypocrite and a big liar..."

Jiang Qingwu spoke excitedly as he walked forward in large and sporadic steps.

Even Jiang Qingyu was stunned and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"Hey, what's going on? Aren't you going to hold an engagement party with him? Why are you scolding him so vigorously?"

Jiuhan, who was following behind, saw the two siblings walking away one after another and sighed secretly.

"Oh, brother, you see, I told you, she has bad intentions towards godfather, and sooner or later, it will be over..."

Jiu Ye covered the wound on his shoulder and did not forget to make a few jokes.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a cold light flashed in Jiuhan's eyes, "Shut up."

At the Kyoto Post Station, when Jiang Qingwu and his companions returned, the members of the delegation had already cleaned up the bodies and bloodstains in the post station.

The imperial guards, the escorts, the carriage, the ceremonial guards, the grand scene also made Jiang Qingwu feel secretly relaxed.

Looking around, I heard a familiar shout from inside the house.

"But Qingwu?"

When Jiang Qingwu heard the shout, he was delighted and hurried over and bowed to greet.

"Your humble servant Jiang Qingwu pays respect to Princess Yuya. May the princess be well and safe."

Yan Yuya is twenty-two years old, the same age as her second brother Jiang Qingyu.

She is the youngest daughter of the late emperor, and the closest and most beloved sister to Yan Xiuchen and Prince Pingqing.

Princess Yuya has always been calm and virtuous, and is most proficient in poetry, calligraphy and painting.

On weekdays, I don’t make friends with anyone, nor do I make enemies with anyone.

In her previous life, after she and Jiang Qingyu went to the South, he became very close to her.

Later, she followed the Queen Mother's order and held a martial arts competition to find a husband.

Her second brother Jiang Qingyu and Shen Zhuoran fought to the death in order to find a husband for the ring.

Her second brother was seriously injured, and Shen Zhuoran became the prince consort.

But later, before getting married, Yuya suddenly became a nun.

For this reason, Yan Xiuchen, who had rarely appeared in public at that time, inexplicably attacked the Shen family and beat Shen Zhuoran half to death.

She never knew the reason.

"Get up quickly. We haven't seen each other for half a year. I didn't expect that you would become the future princess of Brother Nine."

Yuya smiled and leaned over to help her up.

When Jiang Qingwu heard this, the smile on his face froze instantly.

"correct……"

Jiang Qingwu suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Jiuhan.

"Princess Yuya's team needs to wait for His Majesty's decree before they can enter the capital."

"Send someone back to the capital immediately to report to His Highness and inform him of the situation here."

"Should we send someone to pick up Chen Ang, or should we rest here and enter the capital with the delegation tomorrow?"

Jiu Han heard the voice and bowed. Just as he was about to speak, Jiu Ye interrupted and said, "I think it's better to do it as soon as possible..."

Before Jiu Ye could finish his words, Jiu Han suddenly stood in front of him and interrupted him.

"Yes, young lady. I will send someone back to Beijing to report to godfather."

Jiang Qingwu nodded, turned around and was about to enter the house with Yuya when they suddenly heard a familiar shout coming from the roof of the side courtyard.

"It's fifty miles from here to the capital. It's a dark and windy night. I don't know how many people are lying in ambush."

"It's better to be here. It's safer with more people."