Reborn to be replaced? Remarried to the royal palace, raising children and training husband

When Xinyi Shewu heard this, he understood that these people were to be used as "deposit".

After all, how can one establish unconditional trust between two people immediately when meeting for the first time?

Gu Qinlan naturally would not completely trust Xin Yishewu, but she did not care whether he trusted her or not.

After all, from the moment Xinyi Shewu stepped into Prince Duan's Mansion, the initiative was in her hands.

Xinyi Shewu could choose not to cooperate with her, but if he refused, news of their meeting would quickly reach the ears of the Third Prince.

Even though Siming Tower is powerful, it will probably be difficult to escape disaster if it angers the royal family.

By then, both ends will be lost.

Xin Yishewu naturally understood this, and couldn't help but look at Gu Qinlan again, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and exclaimed:

"If you were a man, your achievements might not be inferior to those of Prince Duan."

When Xin Yi Shewu left, this evaluation was undoubtedly the highest recognition of Gu Qinlan's ability.

Jiang Boyi followed Xin Yishewu's receding figure, then slowly turned to Gu Qinlan with a teasing smile on his face:

"He does have a good eye."

After hearing this, Gu Qinlan's eyes flashed with a hint of mischief, but she said in a relaxed tone: "My cousin favors me, so he naturally thinks I am the best. However, I am afraid that I will have to trouble my cousin to negotiate with the young master of Siming Tower in the past two days."

"What? How did it happen to me again? Didn't you ask me to come here just to teach those naughty kids?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Boyi became emotional, his face turned red, and he defended himself eagerly.

Gu Qinlan smiled and handed Jiang Boyi a bottle of pills. At the same time, she pointed at Jiahong who was anxiously waiting for the antidote and said jokingly:

"Cousin, those who are capable should do more work. Besides, Prince Duan has returned to the martial arts world, so I have to show my appreciation."

Jiang Boyi tightly grasped the medicine bottle and watched Gu Qinlan turn and leave. He could not help but sigh and mutter:

"Good things never happen to me, but you always push this dirty and tiring work onto me! I owe you a debt from my previous life!"

After venting his anger, Jiang Boyi turned to Jiahong, shook the porcelain bottle in his hand gently, and asked jokingly:

"Want the antidote?"

Upon hearing this, Jiahong's face was immediately filled with a flattering smile, and his mustache trembled, making him look particularly funny.

Jiang Boyi shook his head helplessly, threw an antidote to Jiahong, and said coldly:

"This antidote should be taken once every six hours. Now, go do something. When you're done, I'll give it to you."

Jia Hong was stunned, his mustache drooped, and he looked a little depressed. But when he saw Jiang Boyi's serious expression, he immediately smiled again and said respectfully:

"Sir, please give me instructions!"

"Go dig up the body..."

It was very lively on the waterside stage of the Third Prince's Mansion.

The actors have graceful postures, their sleeves fluttering like flowing clouds, and every word and sentence in their melodious singing is filled with deep affection and tenderness.

Under the square pavilion, candlelight flickered and the veil fluttered.

The third prince was leaning on the chaise longue, his long black hair casually scattered on his side, one hand supporting his head, the other hand gently playing with the Buddhist beads in his hand. His pale face seemed to reveal a trace of compassion.

The Third Prince's wife was standing aside, anxiously watching the opera on the stage. She couldn't help but steal a glance at the Third Prince, her heart filled with uneasiness.

"Shi, the emperor always criticizes you for lacking the cultivation of a lady from a noble family. How come you can't listen to such a pleasant opera? If you are so absent-minded, I'm afraid you will be blamed again next time you enter the palace."

The Third Prince's voice came lightly, and the Third Prince's wife immediately panicked and knelt on the ground to apologize:

"Third Prince, please forgive me, it is me..."

The Third Prince opened his eyes and saw the Third Prince's wife kneeling in front of him with a look of fear on her face. He couldn't help but sigh softly and then reached out his hand to help her up:

"Get up, why be so reserved."

The Third Prince's wife was stunned for a moment, carefully placed her hand on the Third Prince's hand, slowly stood up, and sat beside him.

The Third Prince watched the Third Prince's wife sit down, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and his tone was filled with a bit of pampering and sighing:

"You are always so scared. I have already said that you and I are husband and wife, and you are the only one in the Third Prince's mansion. Why are you always so scared? If people see it, they will think that I don't love you enough."

How could she resist the invisible pressure? At that moment, she could only walk forward with a pale face and trembling body, carefully supporting the Third Prince, with an undisguised tremor in her voice:

"Your Majesty, I am waiting here to serve you, my husband..."

The Third Prince nestled beside the Third Prince's wife contentedly, turned his head, glanced casually at the counselor, and ordered indifferently:

“Let’s restore this place to its original state.”

"As ordered..."

Time seemed to speed up at this moment, and soon...

Xinyi Shewu of Siming Tower received the secret report from the Third Prince. A playful smile appeared on the corner of her lips. She leaned lazily on the comfortable chair, gently playing with the braids hanging on her shoulders with her fingers, and whispered:

"It seems that Princess Duan is very good at manipulating people's hearts. With just one sentence, she made the Third Prince fall into it..."

Previously, Xin Yishewu had some hesitation about cooperating with Gu Qinlan, but now, after witnessing the reaction of the Third Prince, all her doubts disappeared.

after all……

Gu Qinlan's grasp of people's hearts is simply perfect!

This tactic of playing hard to get and luring the enemy into a trap made the Third Prince mistakenly believe that victory was within reach, and he became arrogant and lost all his rationality.

In this way, the Third Prince was like falling into the trap set by Gu Qinlan, and was heading towards destruction step by step.

Xinyi Shewu couldn't help but feel a little curious and developed a strong interest in this Princess Duan...

How can a woman who lives in seclusion in the boudoir possess such profound wisdom and broad vision?

This insight and strategy are in no way inferior to that of any world-famous strategist.

Thinking of this, Xinyi Shewu immediately issued an order: "Start right away and thoroughly investigate the past of this Princess Duan. No details can be left out since the day she was born!"

Since he has decided to cooperate, he naturally needs to know his partners well.

Of course, he will also perform this carefully choreographed drama together with Gu Qinlan to a perfect ending!

after all……

The ultimate loser will be the third prince, but what does all this have to do with him?

Inside Prince Duan’s Mansion.

The sky was gradually turning white.

When Du Yusheng came, his clothes were still stained with the freshness of dew.

As soon as he stepped into the door, he saw Gu Qinlan, who asked anxiously:

"What happened? Why did you send someone to look for me in such a hurry? And you asked me to bring the Thousand Poison Toad with me? Are you poisoned?"

While asking, Du Yusheng grabbed Gu Qinlan's wrist and began to diagnose carefully.

After confirming that Gu Qinlan's pulse was stable, he relaxed a little, but then he seemed to suddenly remember something, frowned, and continued to ask:

"Although there is nothing unusual in the pulse, and we cannot rule out any special illness, you..."