Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

Regent's Palace, Beiyuan.

The guards held torches and lit up the yard.

The palace maid, covered in blood, was brought to the door of the house by Jiuhan. When she saw Yan Xiuchen coming out, she immediately fell to her knees on the ground.

"Your servant...pays respect to the Regent."

"Godfather, she is Chun Tao, the maid who manages the garden. She is one of the three maids present today."

Yan Xiuchen looked at Chuntao who couldn't even kneel down and frowned, "What's wrong with her?"

"Someone took advantage of the night to kill people and silence them. Two imperial guards and another palace maid are already dead."

"She... was lucky enough to hide behind a rockery. When her son found her, she was already like this."

"She was stabbed twice. My son has sealed her acupuncture points and stopped the bleeding. She won't die for now."

Yan Xiuchen moved closer to Chuntao, and thought of the palace maid kneeling at the door of Fenghe Palace during the day, and confirmed that he had not found the wrong person.

"Bai Day, what happened?"

Chun Tao forced herself to raise her head and calmed herself down, saying, "In the garden during the day, we picked flowers and chatted with A Lu from the Imperial Concubine's Palace..."

"At first, I did say some gossip about... Miss Jiang."

"Jiang Qingwu severely punished A Lu, is it because of the third prince?" Yan Xiuchen asked sternly.

Chun Tao was stunned for a moment, then shook her head repeatedly, "It's not because of the Third Prince, it's... because of His Highness."

"This king?" Yan Xiuchen's heart tightened slightly, and he recalled the conversation between Concubine Shen and Shen Wanrong in the garden during the day, and instantly understood something.

His face darkened and he shouted angrily, "Tell me...what happened and what was said?"

Chun Tao swallowed her saliva, looked around timidly, and then knelt on the ground, "I dare not say anything."

Seeing this, Jiuhan waved to everyone, and the guards in the yard quickly retreated. In the end, only he and Jiuye were left.

"Go ahead, there's no one here. You know exactly what His Highness wants to know." Jiu Han shouted.

"A-Lu said...said that His Highness's leg can't be healed, and also said...said..."

"Speaking of your highness, you can't even do that... you can't... do human affairs. You married Jiang Qingwu just to save face."

As soon as Chun Tao finished speaking, Jiu Han shouted angrily, "How insolent!"

Even Jiu Ye who was standing by suddenly drew his sword and left.

Chuntao was so frightened that her body trembled, and she subconsciously fell to the ground with her head down, not daring to move.

Yan Xiuchen, on the other hand, although his expression was grim and he tightly grasped the golden bronze fan, only spoke in a colder voice, "You... continue talking."

"A-Lu said... that His Highness is a cripple... If it were His Highness, he would have burrowed into the ground and never come out."

"Miss Jiang... Miss Jiang had her tongue cut off because of this..."

"The Imperial Concubine... The Imperial Concubine asked us to tell the truth during the day. Speak, speak so that either His Highness will be embarrassed, or... Miss Jiang will be punished."

The cause and effect are finally clear.

In the main hall of Fenghe Palace, the reason why Jiang Qingwu asked for punishment and refused to let Shen Wanrong and others explain the matter was also found out.

He almost believed what Shen Wanrong and the imperial concubine said.

"Your Highness..." someone suddenly shouted in the distance, and then hurried into the yard.

"Your Majesty, the eldest son of Shunqing Marquis's mansion, Jiang Qingbai, wants to see you. He said that Miss Jiang is missing!"

Yan Xiuchen's expression suddenly changed, and he sat up straight, "Lost? What do you mean lost?"

"Master Jiang said that Miss Jiang did not return home today. The Jiang family has been searching everywhere in the city for almost two hours, but still cannot find Miss Jiang's whereabouts."

"So I came here to ask to see Your Highness."

When Yan Xiuchen heard what his subordinates said, his face changed instantly. He clenched the golden bronze fan in his hand, his brows were deep, and he seemed to be thinking about something quickly.

The last time I saw her was in Fenghe Palace, where she left with the Queen Mother.

"Smoke!" Yan Xiuchen suddenly remembered the smoke in the west courtyard of Fenghe Palace. He understood something in an instant, stood up suddenly, and strode away.

Although the guards in the mansion were all trustworthy, they also knew that there was something fishy about Yan Xiuchen's injury.

But Chuntao was still kneeling on the ground. When she saw Yan Xiuchen get up and leave, she was stunned for a moment, then quickly lowered her head.

Jiuhan and Jiuye seemed to be frightened. They froze in confusion as they watched the figure flash by.

"Lock her up in the dungeon first." Jiuhan instructed Jiuye, then turned and followed Yan Xiuchen.

"Godfather..." When Jiuhan caught up with Yan Xiuchen, Yan Xiuchen was already changing his clothes. He was wearing a black brocade robe, which was his usual attire when he went out at night in disguise.

"Godfather, you are dressed like this, do you know where Miss Jiang is?"

"If I go to the Queen Mother's palace and ask for it openly, it certainly won't be given so quickly." Yan Xiuchen said as he was busy changing his clothes and gestured to Jiuhan.

"When you go see Jiang Qingbai, tell him that... I will bring Jiang Qingwu back."

Yan Xiuchen, dressed in night clothes, rode to the palace gate on horseback and chose the most remote East Palace Gate.

The royal guards guarding the gate saw Yan Xiuchen wearing a veil and dressed in black, and hurriedly took precautions. But as soon as they arrived, they saw the token that Yan Xiuchen showed.

"The Regent's Gold Medal!"

Everyone was shocked and fell to their knees.

"If what happened today gets out, I will kill you without mercy."

"According to the order."

Yan Xiuchen put away the token and left.

Yan Xiuchen used his light skills to quietly walk along the roof and palace walls to Fenghe Palace, and went straight to the west courtyard dungeon near the small kitchen.

There are always Royal Guards patrolling the West Courtyard. Although there are not many of them, there are still seven or eight of them.

It's not impossible to avoid it, but it's a waste of time.

Yan Xiuchen hesitated on the roof for a moment, then flew over and took action directly.

"Who is it..." As soon as the words came out, Yan Xiuchen slapped him on the chest, and the voice stopped abruptly.

Then he was kicked, fell to the ground with a bang, and fainted.

Upon seeing this, the others rushed over, but the few imperial guards were no match for Yan Xiuchen.

In a blink of an eye, Yan Xiuchen dealt with all the people in a lightning-fast manner. He didn't even kill them, and most of them were just knocked unconscious.

In the end, there was only one left, and Yan Xiuchen was strangling him tightly by the neck.

"Jiang Qingwu, where is he?"

"In the innermost cell." As soon as the other party finished speaking, Yan Xiuchen raised his hand and knocked him unconscious with a palm.

The moment he fell, he pulled the key from his waist.

The entire dungeon was pitch black, with only a few candle lights at a distance.

Yan Xiuchen felt a chill as soon as he arrived in the dungeon. He followed the dim light and walked to the two deepest cells.

One cell was burnt beyond recognition, and the door of another was open.

Yan Xiuchen looked at the figure curled up under the candlelight and rushed in.

He was originally wondering why the door was open but Jiang Qingwu did not escape, but when he got closer, he was suddenly shocked.

His breathing quickened, his head buzzed, and he rushed over quickly.

The hay was covered in blood, which was the most eye-catching. However, the blood on Jiang Qingwu's body was not so obvious, and only wet reflections could be seen.

She was wearing a blue dress, which had been stained purple with blood.

"Jiang Qingwu! You...don't scare me! Wake up..." Yan Xiuchen's voice was trembling, and he covered the wound on Jiang Qingwu's shoulder helplessly.

My head was buzzing, all I could see were bloody scenes, and my face turned pale.

"You abandoned me once, don't abandon me... a second time..."