After rebirth, I rejected the Regent, but he pursued me instead

At midnight, everything was quiet. Jiang Sheng yawned quietly in a dark corner of the North Palace and rubbed his eyes that were almost drooping from exhaustion.

Wanwan is really something. She was on very good terms with Song Qiyan a few days ago, and now she wants me to investigate whether Song Qiyan has done anything out of line.

But how could Song Qiyan, who was known for not being interested in women, do anything out of the ordinary?

Jiang Sheng looked at the room where the candlelight had not been extinguished for a long time and shook his head helplessly.

What on earth was Song Qiyan busy with? The lights were on all night.

I can’t believe that this prince has so much to do in his free time.

Jiang Sheng bit his teeth hard, and urged Song Qiyan to fall asleep quickly in his heart, so that he would not have to continue investigating.

"Ah~"

Jiang Sheng sighed softly.

After all, it was his good sister who asked her to do it, so he would naturally try his best to complete it for his sister.

After all, over the years, ever since his bad ideas made Song Qi Yan hate Jiang Wan Yu even more, his good sister has become increasingly distant from him. Now that Wan Wan is begging him in every possible way, how can he bear to make his good sister sad?

Song Qiyan, I, Jiang Sheng, will definitely find out everything about you even if I have to take your pants off.

Thinking of this, Jiang Sheng blinked his eyes vigorously, perked up his concentration, and continued to observe the lights in the room carefully.

Suddenly, a graceful, cool and attractive woman appeared in front of Song Qi's banquet room.

Jiang Sheng's eyes unconsciously fell on the woman - the woman had her hair tied up and simply wore a hairpin, looking very capable.

Looking more closely, she was wearing a black tight casual clothes, with two short knives on her waist. She had an upright posture, big breasts and a sweet buttocks, but she did not look seductive, but instead exuded a heroic temperament.

"What a wild rose."

Jiang Sheng's mouth twitched, and for a moment he almost forgot the purpose of his visit.

But suddenly the woman went straight into Song Qiyan's room.

What? She is Song Qiyan's woman.

Jiang Sheng's eyes widened in shock, his hand slipped, and he almost fell off the rubble.

You are so good, Song Qiyan. I was wondering why you looked down on my Wanwan? It turns out there is a woman hidden in your nest.

Fortunately, Wanwan asked me to investigate you, otherwise you would not be able to have the best of both worlds.

Jiang Sheng gritted his teeth angrily, took light steps, jumped up, flew down from the roof, and moved to the front of Song Qiyan's room.

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Inside the room, the flickering lights reflected the shadow of Song Qiyan as he carefully handled the scroll.

The door closed gently, Song Qiyan raised his eyes slightly, put down his pen gently, and said, "Qingluan, you are back."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The woman bowed and when she raised her eyes, a barely perceptible joy flashed in her cold eyes.

However, it was quickly obliterated by reason.

"Your Majesty, someone has entered the mansion. What should we do?"

Qingluan glanced outside the door. It turned out that when she stepped into the mansion, she keenly discovered that there was a person hiding on the roof, but she did not want to alert the enemy without the prince's order.

"Oh? Who dares to break into my Northern Palace?"

Song Qi Yan lowered his eyes slightly, and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Now, only a few people know that he is the young master of the Netherworld Sect.

But even if they knew, they would not dare to speak out or come to take action.

If he didn't know, it would be impossible for anyone to check on him.

After all, he is a despised and powerless person on weekdays. Who would be so bored as to waste their time on him?

"Find out his background first."

"Yes."

Qingluan answered and then prepared to attack.

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Outside the door, Jiang Sheng pricked up his ears, but the soundproofing was too good and he couldn't hear a word.

Good, Song Qiyan, you have done a good job in preventing thieves! I am afraid you are just trying to hide a woman secretly.

If I catch you cheating, Song Qi Yan, you're dead.

I was thinking to myself, but suddenly the door was opened.

It was hard to guard against. The woman was agile and she figured out where Jiang Sheng was hiding in an instant.

The dagger pointed directly at Jiang Sheng's throat, and he thought that this was the end of his tactic.

But Jiang Sheng unexpectedly reached down along her wrist and grabbed her hand.

Qingluan frowned, feeling that he was careless.

He kicked and hit Jiang Sheng in the chest.

"Ahem, the beauty has a nice figure."

Jiang Sheng pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, with a hint of deflation, holding his chest and pretending to be in pain.

"But compared to me, you're still a little bit behind."

"Really? Then I'll take your life!"

Qingluan leaped lightly, swung the short sword on his left, and the two swords became one. The swords kept spinning at his fingertips, changing various moves, and attacked Jiang Sheng.

Jiang Sheng raised his brows, his features shaking with panic, and quickly dodged.

"No, the beauty really wants to kill me! You are so fierce, do you like Song Qi at the banquet? Men still like those who are well-behaved."

"It's not your turn to say that!"

Jiang Sheng's words seemed to ignite the anger in Qingluan's heart in an instant. She swung up two knives and attacked Jiang Sheng again.

Both the speed and strength were increased, and Jiang Sheng was nearly stabbed.

But who knew that Jiang Sheng did all this on purpose, just to lure the enemy deeper and then attack their weaknesses.

The sword just passed Jiang Sheng's cheek, and Jiang Sheng turned around to avoid it, holding the woman's hands and pressing her back against his chest.

"It seems that you care about Song Qiyan?"

Jiang Sheng looked at the woman who was now pinned to him and unable to move, and seemed a little proud.

"Let me go if you dare!"

"put?"

Jiang Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, looking uninhibited, "I'm stupid, you wanted to kill me just now, so I naturally couldn't let you go, and I didn't want to die."

"you……"

Qingluan struggled angrily in Jiang Sheng's hands, but the man's grip was so strong that she couldn't fight back.

Seeing Qingluan so nervous, Jiang Sheng became amused. With a wicked smile on his face, he whispered in Qingluan's ear, "Why? I was right. Song Qiyan doesn't like you? Hahaha, it's okay. I like you. How about trying someone else you like?"

“You… are shameless!”

Qingluan took advantage of Jiang Sheng's inattention and stepped hard on his foot.

The pain from his nails immediately surged up his body, forcing Jiang Sheng to let go of his hand.

But in just a short while, Qingluan immediately put the sword to Jiang Sheng's waist, with a cold tone, as if she wanted to kill Jiang Sheng.

"You lost. Who are you? What are you doing in the Northern Palace?"

"No, sister. I was just joking. Do you have to treat me like this?"

Jiang Sheng hugged his feet and was able to laugh even with the sword at his throat.

"Say it!"

Jiang Sheng just raised his head slightly and pretended to be successful.

"Song Qiyan, you finally came out!"

"What? Your Majesty!"

Qingluan looked back in panic, fearing that the prince would reveal his identity in order to save her.

But neither one had anything.

"You guy!"

At this moment, Jiang Sheng used his Qinggong skills to fly to the roof.

"Among the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best. Beautiful sister, I'm leaving first!"

He was about to walk along the rubble, but suddenly his hair was grabbed and he was pulled to the ground, falling onto the rubble with a thud.

When I looked up, it was still the so-called beauty...