Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

Seeing Jiang Qingwu's serious expression, Yan Xiuchen felt somewhat confused.

"Where to go?"

Jiang Qingwu didn't say anything, but turned around and waved to Tan Xi, "Give the things to Jiuhan, and you can go down."

"Yes, girl."

Yan Xiuchen looked at the food box basket in Tan Xi's hand and frowned in confusion.

"Go to the kitchen and get...what do you like to eat? What is it? I want them to send it to you every day..."

"No, I didn't eat it. I gave it to someone else."

As she spoke, Jiang Qingwu lifted the hem of her skirt and walked out of the palace gate.

Seeing this, Yan Xiuchen couldn't help but raise the corner of his lips and followed, "It's really rare to see."

"what?"

"It's rare to see you walk through the main gate of the palace."

Jiang Qingwu also came back to his senses, looked up at the door plaque of the Regent's Palace, and suddenly felt both strange and familiar.

The palace's carriage soon arrived at Shangcheng Street.

Because of the rain, all the stalls on the street corner were closed, only one tea shop was open.

Jiang Qingwu looked around through the window and was feeling a little disappointed when he saw someone sitting under the tea stall.

"Here it is..." Jiang Qingwu said, and picked up the lunch box.

Yan Xiuchen glanced through the window and looked at Jiang Qingwu in confusion, but still got out of the car with an umbrella.

The carriage was followed by guards, each of them carrying a sword and wearing a straw raincoat.

It was particularly eye-catching on the street where there were not many people.

"Who is that? What a big scene..."

There were whispers of discussion coming from the tea stall.

When Jiang Qingwu got off the car, Yan Xiuchen was already standing by the bench, holding an umbrella in one hand and reaching out to help her with the other.

This was the first time she looked at Yan Xiuchen from this height.

A pair of affectionate eyes, slender fingers, and warm palms.

I have to say, although he is a bit older, Yan Xiuchen is truly a good husband candidate among thousands.

"Does the king look good?" Yan Xiuchen asked in a low voice with a teasing smile.

Jiang Qingwu's heart tightened, and he suddenly came to his senses. He was standing under the carport in a daze.

"Oh, it looks good..." Jiang Qingwu agreed confidently and got out of the car holding up the hem of her skirt.

Yan Xiuchen smiled secretly, and when he looked into the distance, he saw that people in the tea shop and the tea shed were looking over here as if they were watching the fun.

"Are you here to ask Zhuang again?"

Jiang Qingwu looked at Yan Xiuchen in surprise, "How do you know Zhuang asked this again?"

"I know everything about you."

"The food you took, it couldn't be for Zhuang Youwen." Yan Xiuchen held up an umbrella and looked at the food box in Jiu Ye's hand behind him.

Jiang Qingwu nodded seriously, "Yes, he saved my life."

"When did he ever save your life?"

"Don't you know everything?" Jiang Qingwu choked Yan Xiuchen and turned away with a sly smile, "Let's go, the snacks are getting cold."

Yan Xiuchen felt sour in his heart, "This Zhuang asked again, are you married? How old is he? Are you familiar with him?"

"He's in his early thirties. He was married before, but his wife passed away later."

"He never married, but he still has his father and eldest sister-in-law's family. Oh, and he also has a younger sister."

"He used to be a scholar and taught at a school in Dongcheng before that. Later he started doing this business."

Yan Xiuchen asked the question, but Jiang Qingwu answered it, so Yan Xiuchen became unhappy again.

"You know it very well."

Zhuang Youwen saw that it was Jiang Qingwu, and hurriedly came out from the tea stall to greet her, "Miss... this, this noble lady is..."

Seeing Zhuang Wen saluting again, Jiang Qingwu leaned towards him and whispered, "Who do you think he looks like?"

Zhuang asked again, looking surprised. He looked at Yan Xiuchen for a while but still didn't dare to speak.

Only the nobles in the court knew about Yan Xiuchen's affairs. Even if the news spread to the public, no one would dare to speak nonsense without seeing the real person.

Seeing Zhuang Youwen's timid look, Jiang Qingwu nodded at him.

When Zhuang Youwen saw this, he was so scared that he fell to his knees in the rain and dropped the umbrella in his hand.

"Hush..." Jiang Qingwu whispered, picked up the umbrella and stuffed it into Zhuang Youwen's hand, motioning to him, "Get up."

"No...don't dare."

Jiang Qingwu sighed helplessly and gestured to Yan Xiuchen who was standing beside him.

"Stand up." Yan Xiuchen whispered, and Zhuang asked again before he slowly stood up.

"I came to see you today for two reasons. The first is to give you a favor."

"I guess no one in this city dares to discuss your Highness' affairs. I'll give you an exception. You can speak up."

"Ah?" Zhuang asked again, looking up at Jiang Qingwu and timidly moving closer, "I... I don't dare to do this. What are you talking about?"

"You're a storyteller, and you ask me? You can say whatever you want."

Jiang Qingwu gestured to Jiu Ye behind him, "The second thing, I remember you said that your little sister's favorite food is pineapple cakes from the southeast region."

"Also, what you like to eat is the chrysanthemum cake from Meicheng."

"I brought them to you from the palace. You are right. In the capital, only the palace and the palace have these two things."

Zhuang Youwen looked at Jiang Qingwu flattered, carefully took the food box, and lowered his voice, "Master, what are you doing?"

"You saved my life, so I give you two benefits. It's only fair."

"No, are you returning the favor now?" Zhuang asked in a low voice, but looked at Yan Xiuchen timidly.

Seeing this, Yan Xiuchen walked closer to him and said, "You saved Qingwu's life. I will remember this favor."

"If you have any problems in the future, you can come to me."

Zhuang Youwen nodded in a daze, looking at the thing in his hand with his mouth wide open, "Yes, yes, thank you, Your Highness."

"Zhuang asked again...quickly, quickly...your house, your house is on fire, it's such a big fire..." A shrill shout came from a distance.

"What?" Zhuang asked again in panic, and ran away with the food box.

Jiang Qingwu looked at the smoke billowing near Furong Lane and turned to look at Yan Xiuchen.

"Go and take a look..." Yan Xiuchen looked into the distance with a gloomy face, and raised his hand to signal behind him.

Jiu Ye immediately sent four guards to follow.

In Zuiyan Lane near Furong Lane, there was a noisy and chaotic crowd.

The fire engulfed two houses, and even the heavy rain could not stop it.

The people nearby were either busy putting out the fire or fleeing and running around in panic.

Yan Xiuchen held an umbrella in one hand and protected Jiang Qingwu with the other as they walked through the alley.

Jiu Ye walked in front, followed by four guards.

Although it is conspicuous, no one cares at this moment.

"How could there be a fire in such heavy rain?"

"It's definitely not an accident. There must be something that helps to ignite the fire." Yan Xiuchen murmured, and shouted at Jiuye, "You go first."

"Yes, godfather." Jiu Ye agreed and leaped lightly onto the roof.

Jiang Qingwu was watching Jiu Ye's disappearing figure, and was bumped into on the shoulder by someone without paying attention.

"Ah..." Jiang Qingwu staggered. If Yan Xiuchen hadn't held her, the force would have been enough to make her fall to the ground.

Yan Xiuchen also immediately became alert, holding Jiang Qingwu tightly in his arms and looking at the other person intently.

It was a woman, wearing a green dress and a dark green cloak.

He was bending over and lowering his head to apologize to her.

"I'm sorry, girl, I...I didn't mean it."

Shen Wanrong? !

When Jiang Qingwu heard the voice, he rushed over and grabbed the other person's wrist.

"Ah..." The woman trembled and screamed.

When I looked up, I saw a strange woman.