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

"No, you're a ghost! You caught up with me so quickly! Can't you give me some face?"

Jiang Sheng's scalp was numbing. He didn't expect that the woman was so agile and could catch up so quickly.

"Tell me quickly, who are you? What is your purpose in coming to the Northern Palace?"

"Purpose? You are my purpose."

Hearing this, Qingluan felt ashamed and was so angry that she wanted to stab Jiang Sheng with the dagger.

At worst, I can drag back a half-dead body to explain.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Sheng pulled out the sword beside him and deflected Qingluan's dagger.

Qingluan dodged in panic, and Jiang Sheng took the opportunity to stand up.

"I, Jiang Sheng, usually don't point my sword at women. You are the first."

This time it was Jiang Sheng's turn to put the sword to Qingluan's throat.

Qingluan refused to admit defeat and wanted to try again. She raised her foot to kick, but her foot slipped and she fell backwards.

Just as he fell off the roof, Jiang Sheng reached out and grabbed Qingluan's wrist and pulled her into his arms.

"Why are you so fierce?"

"Leave me alone!"

Qingluan's breathing was rapid. She was still so close to a man. She felt sick and struggled with her limbs to get out of Jiang Sheng's arms.

He let her make trouble in his arms. Now they were both on the roof. He was afraid that if he let go of Qingluan, Qingluan would kick him down.

"do not move."

"Let me go! You stinky man."

Qingluan used her hands and feet to make a fuss in Jiang Sheng's arms.

Jiang Sheng just slowly dragged Qingluan towards the roof.

But suddenly Qingluan tried to kick him in the vitals.

His eyes widened with panic and he quickly let go.

"This is not a good thing to kick!"

Qingluan slipped and before she could leave, she was knocked to the ground by Jiang Sheng.

A wave of pain surged into their hearts, and they slowly opened their eyes.

Jiang Sheng's vision was blurred, and he felt that there were two huge mountains in front of him covering everything.

The tip of his nose twitched slightly, and the mountain swayed in front of Jiang Sheng's eyes.

No, that's not good!

Suddenly I raised my eyes and realized that my face was buried in the snow...

"I didn't...mean to do that!"

He almost jumped up in panic, moved three meters away, looked at the woman's fierce eyes, felt that he was going to die, and ran away quickly.

"Sister, goodbye. I'll go ahead now!"

The pain in her hand made Qingluan's body slow down, and before she could catch up, she slowly stood up, holding her wrist, looking forward with murderous intent in her eyes.

Just as he was about to leave, Song Qi Yan happened to fly into the air and landed next to Qing Luan.

"Why are you here, Your Majesty? What will you do if someone discovers your true identity?"

Qingluan squatted down, as if asking for punishment.

He felt that it was all his fault that Jiang Sheng had restrained him, which led to the prince's appearance here.

"I am worried because you haven't come back yet, so I will naturally help you. And..."

Song Qi Yan handed the token in his hand to Qing Luan.

"Are they from the Jiang family?"

Qingluan's pupils slightly opened, somewhat puzzled.

It turned out that just when Jiang Sheng and Qing Luan were fighting in the yard, Jiang Sheng accidentally dropped the token to the ground.

"Since you are a member of the Jiang family, there is no need to worry about it."

Song Qiyan frowned slightly, his fingertips continuously touching the word "Jiang" on the token, with a half-smile on the corner of his mouth, which made Qingluan even more puzzled.

"Qingluan dares to ask the prince why?"

"There is no need for the Jiang family to make an enemy of me regarding my engagement with the Jiang family."

"Then why did the Jiang family come to the Northern Palace to inspect the prince?"

"I guess someone came here to investigate on purpose in order to satisfy me. However, I didn't expect that after so many years, Mr. Jiang's skills are still so good. I guess he must be hiding something very well."

Song Qiyan pursed his lips slightly, his smile becoming more and more obvious, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the token with gold rim.

The material is different, obviously different from the token of an ordinary servant, and only people of noble status can have it.

Moreover, with such skills, the only one who can compete with Qingluan in the Jiang family is probably Jiang Sheng, the second son of the Jiang family.

Jiang Sheng is usually careless and unruly. When he comes here late at night, the only one who can drive Jiang Sheng here is his good sister Jiang Wanyu.

As for why Jiang Wanyu wanted to investigate him like this, wasn’t it because of what she owed me a few days ago?

Song Qiyan raised the corner of his mouth proudly.

Qingluan felt a little uneasy in her heart. She didn't know what had happened to the prince during her absence that allowed him to smile like that on his cold face.

Qingluan didn't ask. After all, the relationship between her and him was just that of master and servant. To put it more far-fetchedly, it was just the relationship between benefactor and beneficiary.

He looked calm and a little disheartened.

"It's great that you can stand up to Jiang Sheng for so long. Don't lose heart."

Song Qiyan patted Qingluan on the shoulder, glanced at Qingluan, and said, "Whether you are injured or not is important."

As soon as the words fell, Qingluan's eyes instantly lit up. She was excited but suppressed the joy in her heart, and slowly asked, "Your Majesty, are you concerned about Qingluan?"

Song Qi Yan did not realize Qing Luan's true thoughts. For him, even though they had been together for nearly five years, he only treated Qing Luan like a younger sister.

He patted Qingluan's head and spoke gently.

"Of course, since I picked you up, I have to protect my people well."

His heart skipped a beat, he pursed his lips and retracted his injured hand.

She didn't want Song Qi Yan to feel weak, because she understood that only if she was strong enough could she stand beside the prince.

Even if I was injured, it was worth it to hear the prince's words.

He consciously suppressed the snicker on his face, leaving only the madly beating heart in the depths of his heart as he answered.

"No injuries."

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Inside the Jiang residence, Jiang Sheng fell to the ground with a thud.

With his skills, he shouldn't be in such a mess.

But when he thought of that soft chest, his heart began to beat irregularly.

There was a loud crash and he tripped and fell flat on his face.

"Second brother, you are finally back."

Jiang Wanyu hurried out upon hearing the sound.

Thinking that she was just anxious, she let Jiang Sheng go out late at night. Seeing that he had not returned until midnight, she was still worried.

"Wanwan, why did you come out? It's so cold at night."

"I was worried about you because you didn't come back."

"But, second brother, what happened to you? Why is your nose bleeding? Are you okay?"

Jiang Wanyu quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe Jiang Sheng's wounds, feeling extremely guilty about not letting Jiang Sheng go.

Jiang Sheng just laughed and wiped the blood from his nose awkwardly.

He knew better than anyone that there was something wrong with this nosebleed...

"Hey, Wanwan, don't look at my second brother as lazy as he seems, he's in good health."

Jiang Sheng patted his chest, feeling very proud.

Jiang Wanyu, who had never seen Jiang Sheng's skills, naturally didn't believe it. Moreover, she had just seen her second brother suddenly fall in mid-air in a miserable state.

How she couldn't bear to let Jiang Sheng, who only had mediocre kung fu, go to the Northern Prince's Palace.

Jiang Wanyu felt a little embarrassed and didn't expect her second brother to find out anything.

But Jiang Sheng patted her shoulder with a tearful look on his face and said solemnly, "Wan Wan, my dear sister, luckily you don't like that guy Song Qi Yan anymore. You shouldn't have liked him."

"?"

Jiang Wanyu looked at Jiang Sheng in surprise.

"What's wrong?"

"This one……"

Jiang Sheng hesitated and didn't know whether he should speak or not.

But Jiang Wanyu was anxious. She had to find a way to ruin the engagement, otherwise she would have to be with Song Qiyan every day, which was painful just thinking about it.

"Brother, please tell me. I can accept anything. If you don't tell me, I won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Wan Wan, why do you have to make yourself suffer because of that scumbag who can't sleep?"

The more Jiang Sheng thought about it, the more indignant he became.

"Scumbag? What does that mean?"

Jiang Sheng felt sorry for Wanwan when he saw her like this, but he also thought that this would be a good way to end Jiang Wanyu's affection for Song Qiyan.

"Wanwan, don't be sad. Even though Song Qiyan has a mistress..."

"What? Song Qiyan has a mistress!!"

Before Jiang Sheng finished speaking, Jiang Wanyu shouted excitedly at the top of her voice, "Great, Song Qiyan has a mistress, I'm saved!"

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