Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

The marriage between the Prince Regent and Jiang Qingwu is settled.

That grand scene not only made itself known to the whole city, but also severely slapped Shen Wanrong and Yan Lin in the face.

At night in the palace, in Concubine Shen’s Yunle Palace.

Shen Wanrong brought the head she received and put it in front of Concubine Shen’s face. She was so angry that her eyes and nose were no longer in focus.

"Jiang Qingwu, she dared to humiliate me like this, and even dared to give me a head."

Concubine Shen snorted and laughed, then stood up and walked towards him, "Why would she be afraid?"

"Now that she's hooked up with Yan Xiuchen, there's probably nothing she won't dare to do in the future."

As she spoke, Concubine Shen suddenly remembered something and looked at Shen Wanrong, "Where is Yan Lin? Did he blame us for dealing with Jiang Qingwu this time?"

"Of course there are, but they don't dare to offend our Shen family."

"He is stupid. He actually believed that Jiang Qingwu still had feelings for him and wanted to redeem himself from Jiang Qingwu. He is simply dreaming."

"She hurt me to such an extent, I will not let her have it easy."

Seeing this, Concubine Shen patted Shen Wanrong's shoulder gently and said, "Don't worry, there are plenty of ways to deal with her. There's no rush."

"What can I do? She is very powerful now."

Concubine Shen curled her lips and smiled, with a smug look on her face, "Humph, she is naturally afraid of something too. She ruined your reputation, so I will make her lose face."

…………

In late autumn and early winter, the weather in the capital city is getting colder day by day.

On the day of the engagement, the trees were still lush and green, but after just two days, the leaves began to fall.

The temperature dropped suddenly, and there were fewer stalls on North Street, but the shops were crowded with people.

Jiang Qingwu stayed at home to recuperate for two days, then took Wanyue and Xing'er, wrapped in fur cloaks and plain clothes, to the Chunshi Pavilion he often visited.

When the boss saw that it was Jiang Qingwu, he quickly put down the female guest beside him and greeted him with a bow.

"Oh, why did Miss Jiang come here in person? Please say hello and I will take you to your residence."

"Boss Chun, are there any good things recently?" Jiang Qingwu looked around the store and stopped at the wooden shelf against the wall.

"Yes, yes, yes, I have a few jade hairpins and necklaces, as well as some small ornaments for the room."

"Oh, there are also small items that girls like, such as sachets and palace belts. I will get them for you right away."

Jiang Qingwu nodded and looked at a pair of clay doll ornaments on the shelf, but as soon as he took them in his hands, he heard some whispers behind him.

"Humph, the regent proposed marriage the other day and carried a betrothal gift that stretched the entire street. I wonder how many good things there were in it. Why are you here looking for something again?"

"There are a lot of things, but it's hard to use them. If I were her, I would cry to death just thinking about the days of being a widow in the future."

"Yeah, so what if he has power? Not only is the regent's leg crippled... that thing is also broken."

"What, what's wrong?"

"That's right. If you can't have sex, you're not a man! Otherwise, why would someone marry a woman who is abandoned by others?"

Jiang Qingwu tightly grasped the clay doll in his hand, and with a 'bang', he crushed it to pieces.

Several female guests not far away heard the noise and shrank back in fear, falling silent one after another, but it was already too late.

As soon as the boss came back with the things, Jiang Qingwu threw another porcelain doll at the female customers.

"what……"

Xing'er, who was standing by, stepped forward quickly and shouted angrily, "What did you just say? Say it again if you have the guts..."

"Jiang... Jiang, Miss Jiang, we didn't have anything to say, we were just chatting casually." Several people echoed and prepared to slip away.

Wan Yue, who was standing by, saw this and with a swish, drew out the soft sword from her waist and swung it over, blocking the way of several people.

"Ah, no……"

"Miss Jiang, please spare us. The whole capital is talking about it, not just us. Please don't bother with us, Miss Jiang."

"What did you say? Everyone in Beijing is talking about it?" Jiang Qingwu's head buzzed, and then he suddenly realized something, turned around and strode away.

"Girl..." Xing'er shouted, pulled Wanyue and quickly chased after her.

"Girl, don't be angry, it's just gossip, no one will take it seriously."

"Yeah, the angrier you are, the more proud those people will be."

The two people followed Jiang Qingwu and kept persuading him, but Jiang Qingwu remained silent. He walked quickly all the way to Shangcheng Street, to the storyteller at the north corner of the street.

"Wanyue, go inform Luo Ming and ask him to come see me. I have something for him to do."

Wanyue bowed her head slightly, turned around and hurried away.

Xing'er, who was standing by, couldn't help feeling a little uneasy when she saw Jiang Qingwu looking into the distance with a gloomy face.

The storytelling stall was bustling with people gathered around, all listening attentively.

"I heard that because of this incident, our Jiang family girl severely punished the palace maid, first cutting off her tongue and then breaking her legs. But I never thought that this matter would be leaked out."

"All the famous doctors in the capital who have been to the Prince Regent's Palace have been silenced. I don't know whether this is true or false..."

As the storyteller was speaking, he suddenly saw something and slammed his fan on the table. "To know what happened next, please wait for the next chapter..."

"Hey, how come it's gone..." Everyone sighed and dispersed.

The storyteller saw Jiang Qingwu's dark face and was so frightened that he quickly stood up and smiled apologetically, "Miss Jiang, you are polite."

"Zhuang Youwen, you are quite courageous." Jiang Qingwu spoke sternly and looked over with cold eyes while sitting at the table.

Zhuang asked again and again, begging for mercy, almost kneeling down, "My master, I can assure you that I absolutely did not speak nonsense."

"Someone paid money to hire storytellers all over the city. If I simply refuse to accept the money, wouldn't that tell them that I am your man?"

"Who paid the money?" Jiang Qingwu asked sternly.

Zhuang asked again and looked around, then moved closer to Jiang Qingwu and whispered, "Although I don't know the person who came, I am sure that he is from the Shen family."

"In fact, you don't need me to tell you, you already know it's her. Now it's not just me, but the overpass, the restaurant, the teahouse, the theater, everyone is talking about it."

"In my opinion, if you use silver to settle the matter, I'm afraid you won't be able to cover everyone's mouths."

Jiang Qingwu sighed secretly and put his legs on the table thoughtfully.

"Money is hard to cover your mouth, but it can buy people's hearts."

"Shen Wanrong, I wanted to let you live a few more days, but you insisted on making yourself uncomfortable. Don't blame me for being rude." Jiang Qingwu murmured, raised his eyes and looked at Zhuang and asked again.

As he spoke, Jiang Qingwu hooked his finger at Zhuang Youwen and lowered his voice, "I heard... Miss Shen... is missing!"

……

As night fell, a cool breeze blew and there were few people on the busiest street in the city, Upper Town.

When Shen Wanrong's carriage came out of the Third Prince's Mansion, it was already three quarters past midnight.

The rumbling sound of the carriage moving slowly along the street was particularly harsh.

"Miss, why do you want to go back to the mansion at this time? You might as well rest with the Third Prince earlier." Shen Wanrong's confidant Achun poured tea and handed it to Shen Wanrong.

Shen Wanrong yawned, took the teacup, and looked worried. "Yan Lin said that he wanted to be a peace envoy, and wanted father to help him sign with other court officials to recommend him."

"I have also heard that Xichang was a defeated country, and this peace talk was a wasted achievement."

"It's still a bit risky. When the time comes, I can let my elder brother go with him. It shouldn't be a big deal..."

"Whoa..." the coachman shouted, and accompanied by the neighing of horses, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Shen Wanrong and Achun staggered to their seats, and before they could come to their senses, they heard rough shouts from outside.

"I opened this road and planted this tree. If you want to cross this road, leave the money to buy the road!"