Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

After hearing Jiang Qingwu's words, the man named Luke was completely frightened.

He had witnessed how the Fuye people died at the hands of Yan Xiuchen.

He even knew Jiang Qingwu's identity, and when he heard Jiang Qingwu say this, he panicked.

The bound hands grabbed Jiang Qingwu's ankles.

"We are just following orders, and we haven't taken any action recently."

"I can guarantee that if you let us go, we will never come back to Dayan again."

"You said that as long as we answer your questions, you can let us leave Dayan."

"a man of his words!"

Jiang Qingwu looked at Luke at his feet and remembered what he said about the punishment that Gu Yanbai had suffered.

Suddenly I understood why Yan Xiuchen was so cruel to Fuye's killer.

I think he knows better than I do what Gu Yanbai has gone through.

"Awu, these people bullied and harmed our soldiers and civilians in Dayan. Now they have sneaked into Dayan. We must not let them go."

Su Wenli seemed to be afraid that Jiang Qingwu would be soft-hearted, so he hurriedly tried to persuade her.

Jiang Qingwu also came back to his senses and turned to look at Su Wenli, "Cousin, what are you talking about?"

"I was just thinking, how can I let them die to offset some of the suffering that Gu Yanbai has endured."

Su Wenli heard the voice and looked at Luke, "Then let's give him a taste of his own medicine."

"Gu Yanbai stayed in Fuye... for two years, right? That's 730 days."

Su Wenli waved his hand at the assassins and said, "Seven hundred and thirty cuts, don't let them die, not one less."

When Jiang Qingwu heard Su Wenli's instructions, he looked over in some surprise.

Su Wenli saw this and gestured to him, "Awu, what do you think?"

"good……"

"Then cripple their hands and feet and hang them on the city wall to see if they can endure the seven-day punishment."

Jiang Qingwu shouted coldly, grabbed the sword on the table, turned around and walked out.

"No, spare us, don't kill us, we don't dare anymore..."

"We are just following orders..."

There were voices begging for mercy behind him, but Jiang Qingwu did not hesitate at all. Seeing that the assassins were about to take action, Su Wenli waved at Feng Qizi.

"Don't let them alert the people in the ghost market. Do it quietly."

"Yes, Mr. Su."

When leaving the Ghost Market, Jiang Qingwu rode on the horse, looking at the gold medal in his hand.

Su Wenli, who was standing aside, looked at the gold medal, then looked at Jiang Qingwu, "You have been looking at it for a long time, now you can see anything."

"Cousin, you ask even though you already know the answer." Jiang Qingwu sighed and put away the gold medal.

"A pure gold token with a nine-clawed golden dragon is a dragon pattern that only the kings of the royal family can use."

"There are only a few people in Dayan who can get this token."

Su Wenli nodded gently and said, "Now it seems that only the Regent and Prince Pingqing can do it."

Jiang Qingwu lowered his eyes, thinking about something, and shook his head gently, "It must not be Yan Xiuchen."

"As for Prince Pingqing, he has been stationed in Jiangnan for many years. He lives a carefree life and is young. He will not get involved in these matters."

"Of course, it's just speculation."

Su Wenli was thinking silently, muttering, "If only the kings have this token, then the previous emperor's generation..."

Jiang Qingwu seemed to have thought of all this in advance and was not at all surprised by Su Wenli's words.

"The late emperor had quite a few brothers. I've read history books before, and five of the ten brothers of the late emperor's generation were crowned kings."

"Two of them were closest to the late emperor, so they should have been granted the Nine-clawed Golden Dragon Token."

"But……"

Su Wenli gave a bitter smile and rode his horse closer to Jiang Qingwu, "It's useless for you to say these things."

"Whether it's ten brothers or five princes, whether they are close or not, it's useless."

"Now, none of the late emperor's brothers are alive."

"You should know that when a prince or royal family passes away, all his titles and honors will be revoked unless otherwise granted by the Holy Spirit."

"There is probably no one who can take out this token."

Jiang Qingwu heard the voice and murmured thoughtfully, "Yes, all the kings of the previous emperor's generation are dead."

"Awu..." Su Wenli looked at Jiang Qingwu's gloomy face and spoke carefully, "Why...why do you suddenly care so much about Gu Yanbai?"

"Is it because...he saved you in Taohua Manor?"

Jiang Qingwu's thoughts were suddenly pulled back. He was stunned at first, and then he let out a chuckle.

"I will remember his kindness in saving me."

"It's just that today's trouble is just to find out the truth of some things."

"I just can't stand the feeling of being kept in the dark, like walking in a foggy forest, unable to see the way forward or the way backward."

"I can't stand it, and Gu Yanbai...can't stand it even more."

Jiang Qingwu said, turning to Su Wenli and admonishing him, "My cousin, you have to keep today's events a secret for me. Even Yan Xiuchen cannot tell anyone."

"Okay, no problem, but... I also have a small request."

"Cousin, tell me."

"I know you won't give up. No matter what you want to investigate, I will accompany you, just as a helper."

Jiang Qingwu hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.

When we returned to the Marquis' Mansion, it was already very late and the prince's carriage was parked outside the door.

The moment Jiang Qingwu saw the carriage, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

As if he had guessed something, he grabbed Su Wenli as soon as he got off the horse.

"Um... I suddenly want to eat the sesame cakes from West Street. You go back first. If you see Yan Xiuchen, tell him that you went boating with me today."

"Also, tell him not to wait for me. I don't know when I will be back."

Su Wenli frowned and looked at Jiang Qingwu with confusion. Before he asked anything, Jiang Qingwu signaled Wanyue to get on the horse.

"Awu...you..." Su Wenli looked at the two people who disappeared in a hurry, and returned to the Marquis' Mansion with a helpless look on his face.

Wan Yue was also confused, and followed Jiang Qingwu walking aimlessly on the long street, not daring to speak.

She was not really angry, nor did she hold any resentment towards Yan Xiuchen.

She knew better than anyone how much Yan Xiuchen valued Gu Yanbai.

She understood better than anyone how much helplessness and hardship Yan Xiuchen was hiding.

She just had a strong feeling of powerlessness in her heart and didn't know how to face Yan Xiuchen.

……

Sure enough, Yan Xiuchen was in the Marquis' Mansion, chatting with Su's mother in the main hall of Fuyunxuan.

But it was more like waiting for Jiang Qingwu.

When Yan Xiuchen saw Su Wenli coming in alone, his face suddenly darkened.

"Greetings, Your Majesty, Aunt..."

"Why did you come back alone? Where did you and Awu go? Where is Awu? Did he go back to Wutong Garden?" Su's mother asked repeatedly.

Su Wenli paused, looked at Yan Xiuchen and said hesitantly, "No."

"We are going to... go for a river cruise today."

"When we came back, Awu said... he had something to do, so he left in a hurry with Wanyue. I don't know where she went."

"Your Highness...Your Highness, are you waiting for A Wu? How about tomorrow, I will ask A Wu to go to the palace to find you."

Yan Xiuchen's eyes were deep. Seeing Su Wenli's hesitation, he seemed to have guessed something.

"This girl is becoming more and more unruly. She doesn't behave like a woman. She runs around with a knife all day and never comes home."

Su's mother's reprimand was also a way for Yan Xiuchen to have an explanation and a way out.

Yan Xiuchen heard the voice and immediately stood up from his chair.

Seeing this, Su's mother also stood up and responded, "Your Highness, when A Wu comes back, I will definitely punish her severely..."

"No need, Madam, there is no need to reprimand her. She is different from other women. I don't mind."

"There's nothing important today, so I'll take my leave now."

Yan Xiuchen put one hand behind his back, holding a golden bronze fan in the other, and bowed slightly to Su's mother as a farewell.

But when he turned to leave, his eyes swept over Su Wenli.

Su Wenli was also smart, and he quickly agreed with Su's mother, "Aunt, I'll go see His Highness off."