Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

Didn’t you just want to cut off his tongue?

What are you so nervous about?

Jiang Qingwu looked in disbelief at the direction Yan Xiuchen left, muttering to himself.

"What's the hurry? Why don't you fly out?"

Who exactly is this Gu Yanbai?

In her previous life, she didn't even remember the existence of such a person.

What on earth did she change that made this person appear in the capital and by her side?

Also, what is his relationship with Yan Xiuchen?

It looked like a deep hatred, but one was reluctant to kill him, and the other was reluctant to let him die.

Jiang Qingwu was puzzled. He sighed heavily and buried his head in the quilt.

Gu Yanbai did vomit blood and was sent directly to Beiyuan, the west wing where Jiang Qingwu had lived before.

The imperial physician, assistants, and servants were busy running back and forth. When Yan Xiuchen entered the room, the imperial physician was sitting by the bed taking the patient's pulse.

Yan Xiuchen also noticed the chain on Gu Yanbai's hand at a glance.

"Why are you still carrying that?" Yan Xiuchen shouted sternly, and Jiuhan immediately stepped forward and untied the chain.

After a moment of panic, the imperial physician turned and walked towards Yan Xiuchen, and the two servants quickly changed Gu Yanbai's bloodstained clothes.

"how?"

"This young master's internal organs are damaged, and his internal energy is chaotic. It seems that the injury has been long-term, and he also has heart and lung failure..."

Yan Xiuchen's eyes were cold and stern. Before the imperial physician could finish speaking, he interrupted him and said, "I know how to treat it. Can it be cured?"

"Internal injuries can be treated, and you just need to recuperate properly. However, this heart and lung failure is an incurable disease, and it has accumulated over the years, so it can only be relieved..."

"But as long as this young master uses less internal energy and takes care of himself on a daily basis, there should be no problem."

Yan Xiuchen seemed to be relieved and waved to the imperial physician, "Go get the medicine!"

"Yes, Your Highness."

Seeing the imperial physician leave, Jiuhan walked towards Yan Xiuchen cautiously, "Godfather, is it inappropriate for Gu Yanbai to live in Beiyuan?"

"The girl is also in Beiyuan, if..."

He was in a panic just now and only thought that Beiyuan was close to him, but forgot that Jiang Qingwu was also there.

"Tell someone to watch him here and don't let him leave the room."

"Yes, godfather, I understand."

Jiang Qingwu took a short nap, and when he woke up, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Yan Xiuchen was sitting on a couch near the window, reading a memorial in the candlelight.

A thick stack of memorials covered half of his body.

The candlelight flickered, lengthening the shadows.

Jiang Qingwu turned sideways and looked into the distance, and for some reason, he thought about the future.

I wonder if he will look like this if he becomes emperor one day.

"Awake?" Yan Xiuchen didn't look over here, but noticed Jiang Qingwu's gaze.

He closed the last memorial, stood up and walked towards the bed.

"How did you know I was awake? I didn't even dare to make a sound."

"If I keep staring at you, you will know." Yan Xiuchen smiled and brought the medicine bowl over.

"The medicine has been kept warm, drink it quickly."

Jiang Qingwu looked at the medicine bowl handed to him and couldn't help looking around, "I slept in your bed, where do you sleep?"

"You're not going to be up all night."

"If you feel sorry for me, I will sleep next to you. This bed can accommodate both of us anyway."

Jiang Qingwu looked at Yan Xiuchen who was approaching, her heart tightened, and she quickly avoided his gaze, holding the bowl of medicine and gulping down a few gulps.

He then put the bowl on the small table beside him and prepared to get out of bed.

"I'm going to rest in the west wing so you can have a good sleep..."

“Hey…” Seeing this, Yan Xiuchen grabbed Jiang Qingwu and sneered, “Look how scared you are. I was just saying it casually.”

"If I sleep next to you, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep." Yan Xiuchen pulled Jiang Qingwu over and looked at the couch in the distance.

"I haven't finished reviewing the memorial yet. You go to sleep first. When I'm done, you can rest on the couch."

"How can that be possible? I can just go to the side room and rest..."

Jiang Qingwu was about to get up when he heard Jiuhan's voice from outside the door, "Godfather..."

"What's the matter?"

"Godfather, do you want to go to the west wing and take a look..."

Jiuhan's voice was not loud, but he didn't expect that Jiang Qingwu had already woken up.

"West Wing?" Jiang Qingwu was suddenly startled.

He turned to look at Yan Xiuchen, but before he could speak, Yan Xiuchen spoke first, "I'll go take a look, you just sleep here peacefully."

Looking at Yan Xiuchen walking away quickly, Jiang Qingwu was stunned. He stood there in a daze, not coming back to his senses for a long time.

"What's going on? Why are you leaving again? What happened to the west wing?"

Jiang Qingwu muttered to himself, then suddenly turned over and got out of bed.

When Yan Xiuchen rushed to the west wing, Tang Zhi and two maids were surrounding the bed.

"Get out of here... Get out of here..." Gu Yanbai seemed to be awake, but also seemed not to be.

His face was pale, his consciousness was blurred, he was mumbling something, and his hands were weakly pushing Tang Zhi beside him.

The medicine bowl in Tang Zhi's hand was shaking, and most of the medicine had spilled.

Seeing Yan Xiuchen coming over, he hurriedly stood up and saluted, "Your Highness, Master Gu refuses to take the medicine and cannot be woken up."

"The high fever won't go away. The imperial physician has already gone to prepare medicine to reduce the fever."

As soon as Yan Xiuchen arrived at the west wing, Jiang Qingwu followed him. He stood outside the door and listened to the sounds inside, stunned.

Gu Yanbai? He actually placed Gu Yanbai in the west wing?

Jiang Qingwu was filled with shock and sneered in disbelief.

"Yan Xiuchen, you are very busy, going from one room to another."

Jiang Qingwu suddenly felt angry and was about to rush in when she heard Yan Xiuchen's voice.

"I'm here to feed you, get out of the way!"

Jiang Qingwu's steps suddenly stopped, his head buzzed, and his eyes widened.

When she came to her senses and tiptoed into the house, she saw Yan Xiuchen feeding Gu Yanbai medicine.

He sat behind Gu Yanbai, letting him lean on him, and was pouring the medicine bowl into his mouth.

These are not enemies at all; they are clearly our closest and dearest relatives.

Jiang Qingwu was stunned, his body froze with his eyes wide open.

"Open your mouth, Gu Yanbai, give me the medicine to drink..."

"Don't drink, go away, go away, he will come, he will come back, go away..."

Gu Yanbai murmured softly, and with a wave of his hand he knocked over the medicine bowl in Yan Xiuchen's hand.

Jiang Qingwu was far away and didn't hear clearly what Gu Yanbai said.

But seeing the heartache and worry in Yan Xiuchen's eyes, her heart was also filled with doubts and uneasiness.

The look in his eyes was clearly looking at his closest relatives.

"Bring more medicine!" Yan Xiuchen calmed down for a long time, raised his eyes and shouted to Tang Zhi.

Hearing the sound, Tang Zhi immediately went to the outer hall to get medicine, and Jiang Qingwu also immediately realized something and quickly escaped from the house.

After avoiding Tang Zhi, he returned to Yan Xiuchen's room without looking back.

Returning to the room, Jiang Qingwu silently closed the door and leaned against it, his thoughts in a mess.

The words that Gu Yanbai had said kept echoing in her mind, and she couldn't help but think of what Yan Xiuchen had said to her.

He said that Gu Yanbai helped Yan Lin just to deal with him, and that Gu Yanbai was also very pitiful.

Jiang Qingwu thought secretly, looking through the window at the brightly lit west wing, feeling as if something was blocking his heart.

In the west wing, Yan Xiuchen took a lot of effort to pour the medicine into Gu Yanbai's mouth.

Gu Yanbai was still not awake, as if he was immersed in a nightmare, and kept mumbling...

"Godfather, your son is here to watch over you. It's almost dawn. You should go back and have a rest."

Jiuhan looked at the worry in Yan Xiuchen's eyes and advised in a low voice.

Yan Xiuchen's thoughts were pulled back and he nodded slightly, but when he was about to leave, he suddenly heard Gu Yanbai's call.

"Don't go, brother, don't go, don't leave me... They beat me... Brother, save me..."