Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

The emperor looked at Yan Lin in disbelief, angry and annoyed, pointing at Yan Lin and unable to speak.

"you you……"

The emperor was angry and when he turned to look at Shen Chengshan, Shen Chengshan was also smiling calmly.

"You...you are all in the same group."

"What else? Father, you can sit on the throne for a few more days."

"Once I have eliminated the remnants of the regent's party and taken back the military power, I will invite you to become the emperor."

As he spoke, Yan Lin shouted to Eunuch Fu who dared not speak, "Come here and grind the ink."

Eunuch Fu looked at the emperor, then at Yan Lin, and hesitated for only a moment. Yan Lin's confidant beside him swung his knife and killed the man.

"How dare you... someone come here..." the emperor shouted angrily, but no one outside answered.

Only then did the emperor realize that the world already belonged to Yan Lin.

While the emperor was distracted, Yan Lin had already started writing the imperial edict.

"Ministry of War Zhu Qian abused his power for personal gain and is dismissed from his post for investigation..."

"Ministry of Revenue Li Xing colluded with the rebels and was arrested and imprisoned..."

……

The emperor listened to Yan Lin's words and slowly realized something.

"You, what are you going to do? They are all high-ranking officials of the imperial court..."

Yan Lin raised his eyes and smiled contemptuously, then continued to write, "Father, Yan Xiuchen can cover the sky with one hand, so why can't I do the same?"

"You, just treat me as your uncle and continue to be the foolish emperor that you are."

The emperor looked at Yan Lin and understood everything at this moment.

"Do you know why I am willing to be a foolish emperor..."

"That's because I know that in this world, in this court, no one is more qualified and capable than him to manage state affairs and the world."

"You want to be like your uncle Wang? Who are you? What qualifications do you have to be compared with him?"

The emperor looked at Yan Lin steadily, his tone firm and his eyes cold.

This was something Yan Lin had never heard of or seen before.

"Father, what did you say?" Yan Lin paused with the pen in his hand and chuckled in disbelief, "Father, are you crazy?"

When the emperor heard the voice, he suddenly burst into laughter and then turned and walked out.

"I want to see if you have the ability of your uncle. I have to open my eyes wide and see..."

"How can a disloyal and unrighteous person like you hold on to the throne?"

Shen Chengshan and Yan Lin looked at the emperor's back and looked at each other with confusion.

But now is not the time to get rid of the emperor, and the two did not care about the emperor's abnormal behavior.

"Don't worry about him..." Yan Lin shouted, put down his pen, and when he went to get the jade seal to stamp, he found that the jade seal box was empty.

In an instant, Yan Lin suddenly realized something, stood up and chased after the emperor.

In the back hall of Shangyang Palace, Yan Lin caught up with the emperor and blocked his way.

Due to the surrounding palace maids and eunuchs, Yan Lin was still respectful, "Father, where is the imperial seal?"

The emperor smiled upon hearing this, and moved closer to Yan Lin, saying with a wicked smile, "You are right, I am a confused emperor."

"This jade seal...is no longer with me."

"You want to find the imperial seal? Go ahead." As he said this, the emperor sneered and turned away.

Yan Lin looked at the emperor's back and was instantly furious, but there was nothing he could do.

At that time, Jiu Ye was crying sadly in the Queen Mother's Fenghe Palace.

While crying, she told the Queen Mother what happened in the palace.

The Queen Mother had not been in good health since she was poisoned. When she heard this, she almost fainted.

"Where is he? Where... is he? I want to go see him..."

Jiu Ye heard the voice and hurriedly knelt down and moved a little closer to her, crying, "Queen Mother, please don't be sad. The palace is still full of the prince's people."

"Even if my godfather is dead, he won't be able to rest in peace. The people in the city are suspicious, and the court officials are like frightened birds."

"Before my godfather passed away, he repeatedly told me to protect the Queen Mother. The Queen Mother must not confront the Crown Prince head-on, and must not be too sad."

After hearing Jiu Ye's words, the only name left in the Queen Mother's mind was Yan Lin.

His eyes instantly turned red with anger.

"Yan Lin, you bastard..." the Queen Mother scolded, and suddenly stood up, "Let's go, I want to go to the palace to see him..."

……

In the Regent's Palace, Yan Xiuchen looked at himself in the bronze mirror, frowned, and shook his head helplessly.

“This dress is so ugly.”

Jiang Qingwu was tidying up Yan Xiuchen's clothes while laughing secretly.

"Ugly, right? This is called a shroud. It was prepared for Your Majesty. I gave it to you temporarily and didn't make any changes to it."

"But His Majesty approved it and said that it doesn't need to be changed. He will posthumously confer an imperial title on you."

Yan Xiuchen heard the voice, turned his head to look at Jiang Qingwu, covered his shoulder and laughed, "Your Majesty, did you really say that?"

"Yes, the eunuch beside His Majesty came to deliver a message personally, saying that Yan Lin went to Shangyang Palace. If not, he would come to see you as soon as possible."

"The young eunuch also said that His Majesty fainted twice from crying and his eyes were swollen."

Yan Xiuchen secretly raised the corners of his lips and sighed helplessly, "My royal brother is always like this. When something happened on the battlefield in Xiling, he cried for two whole days."

Jiang Qingwu looked at Yan Xiuchen in the mirror and sneered, "Don't tell me, it's true that a dragon gives birth to nine sons, and each one is different."

"You are completely different from Your Majesty. The Prince of Pingqing that I know seems to be as smart as you. How come Your Majesty..."

Yan Xiuchen smiled and shook his head, then turned and walked towards the bedside, "Don't look at us brothers, look at His Majesty's child."

"Except for Yan Lin's ambitions, the three brothers are very much like Your Majesty."

"I don't know much about the eldest prince. I only know that he is ill all year round and never goes out. The second prince looks exactly like your Majesty..."

As Jiang Qingwu spoke, he hung up the white curtains in the room.

When Wanyue came in from outside, she was already wearing mourning clothes, and even held Jiang Qingwu's plain clothes in her hands.

"Girl, Aunt Tanxi said that this dress is ready for you..."

Yan Xiuchen looked at it, frowned slightly, pointed at the clothes and said, "Why aren't yours mourning clothes..."

"I haven't married you yet, why should I wear mourning clothes for you? I think I am doing you justice by wearing plain clothes."

As she spoke, Jiang Qingwu took off the red hairpin and jade on her head and put on her exquisite makeup.

Wanyue laughed secretly and also helped to wrap Jiang Qingwu in a plain outer robe.

"Aunt Tanxi said that Jiuye has been in the palace for two hours. She was afraid that the Queen Mother would come, so... the mansion has been prepared."

"The coffin and other things have also been delivered, and there are already ministers paying homage outside the palace, but they were stopped by the prince's men."

Yan Xiuchen listened to Wanyue's words, his face darkened slightly, "If nothing unexpected happens, Yan Lin's people will be able to withdraw once the Queen Mother arrives."

"When the time comes, no matter if it's sincere or not, people who are related or not will all come to join in the fun."

Yan Xiuchen murmured, his eyes fell on Jiang Qingwu, and something vaguely occurred to him.

"Wanyue, you go out first..."

Wan Yue was stunned for a moment, then bowed slightly, "Yes, I will take my leave first."

Hearing this, Jiang Qingwu straightened her clothes and walked towards Yan Xiuchen, "Do you have something to tell me?"

Yan Xiuchen looked at Jiang Qingwu in front of him, reached out and pulled her to the bedside, and gently hugged her slender waist.

"If...if I really die, what will you do..."

Jiang Qingwu's heart trembled slightly. She looked down at Yan Xiuchen in her arms, gently stroked his hair, and her thoughts gradually drifted to her previous life.

"If...you really die, I...will live well."

"Because I know that if I die... I hope you can live well, instead of... dying with me."

Yan Xiuchen listened and seemed to be more certain of something. He couldn't help but tighten his grip on Jiang Qingwu's hand.

Jiang Qingwu sensed something was wrong and looked down at Yan Xiuchen. Just as he was about to say something, Su Wenli's voice suddenly came from the door.

"Awu..."

When Su Wenli pushed the door open, he saw two people beside the bed. He couldn't help but stop and his face suddenly became ugly.