Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

When Jiu Ye brought Wan Yue into the house, there was still a look of disdain on his face.

But as soon as Wanyue opened her mouth, he was suddenly stunned.

"Your Highness, I am here to see you. May I ask if you have seen my daughter? Is she in your house?"

Yan Xiuchen frowned and looked at Wanyue in confusion, and silently placed the teacup in his hand on the table.

"I haven't seen it, I haven't been there, what's the matter?"

When Wan Yue heard the voice, her face instantly turned panicked, "Your Highness, something happened to my girl."

As she spoke, Wan Yue knelt firmly on the ground, "Your Highness, please send someone to look for my daughter..."

Yan Xiuchen's heart tightened, and he leaned forward involuntarily, "Where did she go? What happened?"

"She came to see you."

"After we met the Third Prince, the girl knew that he was going to assassinate you, so she left the city at noon to rescue you, and she hasn't come back yet..."

Jiu Ye listened and interrupted in confusion, "Wait...your girl is not in the Marquis' Mansion?"

"Didn't the Third Prince send fabrics and dresses over?"

"It was an impostor. On the way out of the city, someone followed us. The girl suspected that we were being monitored, so she asked me to act as a substitute and find someone to impersonate her and return to Shunqing Marquis' Mansion."

Yan Xiuchen's mind buzzed, and he remembered that when the Red Guard came to report in Xifeng Valley during the day, Jiang Qingwu might have been leaving the city to rescue him.

But he didn't know it and suspected that she and Yan Lin had something in secret.

If we count from that time, it has been more than four hours now.

Now that it's dark now, something must have happened.

"Jiuhan!"

"My godfather ordered."

"You must take people with you immediately and go out of the city to look for Jiang Qingwu in the name of Shen Wanrong."

“Jiu Ye, go check the Shen family and see if this matter has anything to do with the Shen family.”

"Wanyue, go back home and don't alarm anyone. I am fully responsible for this matter. No one should know that your girl is missing."

Wan Yue nodded in a daze. When she was about to say something, Jiu Han grabbed her and dragged her out the door without saying anything.

The moment the door closed, Yan Xiuchen suddenly stood up.

He quickly changed his clothes, took his two swords, rode out of the back door and disappeared into the night.

……

At that time, there was Baixingzhuang outside the city, a village that had been abandoned for many years.

Jiang Qingwu woke up in the dim room, opened his eyes, and found himself tied to a pillar.

The place was in ruins, with weeds all over the place, broken windows everywhere, and cold wind blowing in.

It was late at night and the dew was heavy. Jiang Qingwu, who had already taken off his cloak and was wearing thin clothes, was shivering with injuries.

Looking around, Jiang Qingwu vaguely saw dark shadows in the yard with burning torches.

Even though the Shen family guessed that they were the ones who kidnapped Shen Wanrong, they did not dare to act rashly and lead people to ambush.

The only one who could have kidnapped her like this was probably Shen Zhuoran.

It’s hard to say, maybe he came here secretly.

Just as Jiang Qingwu was overwhelmed with thoughts and struggling to figure out how to escape, there was a sudden 'bang'.

The door was kicked open, and Shen Zhuoran, holding a sword, followed by two people, glanced at Jiang Qingwu with contempt.

"Awake? You didn't expect to fall into my hands."

Shen Zhuoran, this guy, got her to this point without even using any tricks. He is indeed a bastard who doesn't follow the rules.

Jiang Qingwu cursed in his heart, but the most important thing at the moment was to get out.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qingwu immediately looked as if he was seriously injured, his head drooped, and even his voice became weak.

"If I die, Shen Wanrong...will also die. I am the only one...who knows where she is."

Shen Zhuoran approached, grabbed Jiang Qingwu's neck, and said in a cold voice, "It seems that the effect of the cartilage powder has not worn off yet."

"General Qingcheng? Humph, I thought you were really capable, but you're just...pretty."

"Jiang Qingwu, do you know how long I have been thinking about you? If I hadn't wanted to play some brotherhood with your Jiang family, I would have taken action against you a long time ago."

"With such beauty, no wonder the Regent and the Third Prince both want to marry you..."

Shen Zhuoran exerted a little force with his hands, pinched Jiang Qingwu and looked him around, a sly smile gradually appearing on his face.

"How about you tell me where my sister is and have some fun with me, and I'll spare your life, how about that?"

Ha! How? I haven't figured out how to escape, but I have figured out how this guy will die.

Jiang Qingwu slowly raised his eyes and looked at Shen Zhuoran, muttering breathlessly, "I... can't hold on any longer."

"You, put me down first, and I'll tell you... where Shen Wanrong is."

Seeing Jiang Qingwu half dead, Shen Zhuoran proudly let her go, "I don't think you can escape, put her down."

"Yes, sir." The two subordinates echoed and obediently untied Jiang Qingwu's rope.

Jiang Qingwu's eyes turned and he fell to the ground in a similar manner.

"All of you get out, no one is allowed to come and disturb me."

Shen Zhuoran was so excited that he could hardly express it. While giving orders, he impatiently took off his cloak and even threw aside the sword in his hand.

Then he pulled Jiang Qingwu up from the ground and pushed him onto the stone bed by the window in a few steps.

"This shabby place really wrongs me, but it doesn't matter. I accept it as long as you, the future regent princess, are here with me."

As he spoke, Shen Zhuoran pounced towards Jiang Qingwu.

Jiang Qingwu's eyes suddenly changed, as sharp as a knife. Just as he was about to attack, he heard shrill screams and the sound of swords colliding outside.

"what……"

Shen Zhuoran suddenly froze in his tracks, grabbed the sword and rushed out.

The people in the yard have already blocked the door.

Some were holding torches, some were holding knives, and some were holding crossbows, and they were confronting the men in black who had broken into the yard.

Yan Xiuchen was still wearing the black brocade robe with dense woven and dark embroidery made of floating clouds, and a black cloak with dark auspicious cloud patterns on it.

He held a pair of ingeniously designed short-bladed double swords in his hands and wore a silver mask on his face. He stood sternly among several corpses.

Seeing that there was only one person coming, Shen Zhuoran couldn't help but sneer, "Who are you from? I've already taken off my clothes, and you dare to ruin my good deeds."

Yan Xiuchen didn't want to kill him at first, but when he heard these words, he immediately wanted to kill him.

Under the silver mask, the pair of cold eyes instantly filled with bloodshot, "If you dare to touch her, I will make sure you die without a burial place!"

"Haha... Just you? How dare you speak so arrogantly?"

"Go ahead, kill him. I want to see who is playing tricks on me."

At Shen Zhuoran's command, a dozen people in front of him rushed towards Yan Xiuchen.

But he calmly turned around and went back into the house, even slamming the door shut.

As soon as the door was closed, Yan Xiuchen's hands were like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, no longer obeying his command. With a single wave of his hand, he cut off half of his opponent's neck.

"Kill..." Seeing this, more than a dozen people swarmed forward.

Yan Xiuchen held two swords in his left and right hands, and his figure flashed like lightning as he passed through the group of more than a dozen men in black.

In the night, torches suddenly went out, blades flashed, and blood splattered.

In a flash, Yan Xiuchen arrived at the door and kicked it open.

There was a loud bang, as sharp as thunder.

At this time, the men in black behind him fell to the ground one after another, all of them had their throats cut by a knife, and no one survived.