Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

Chapter 342 How many Shen Wanrongs are there?

Hearing this, Nan Xiuye ​​and Wanyue were stunned and looked at Jiang Qingwu at the same time.

The other party was also a little surprised. After a moment of stunned silence, he avoided his gaze.

"I, I am Shen Wanrong."

Hearing the voice, Jiang Qingwu suppressed the anger in his heart and pushed the man away.

"Are you Shen Wanrong? Humph!"

"When did her tender little hands, which had never touched spring water, become your rough and heavy chicken claws?"

"Also, your voice is not right, and the marks from the surgery on your cheekbone haven't disappeared yet."

"More importantly, the first thing Shen Wanrong said when she saw me... would definitely be scolding me."

Jiang Qingwu gritted his teeth, feeling extremely annoyed.

"She, she's not? But she's very good at archery..."

Nan Xiuye ​​looked at the other party in disbelief, and for some unknown reason he relaxed a little.

When the other party saw Nan Xiuye's knife move away, he pushed Nan Xiuye ​​away, stood up and rushed towards Jiang Qingwu.

Seeing this, Wanyue hurried forward.

But before the other party could get close, Nan Xiuye ​​pulled him back, grabbed his neck and threw him back.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingwu's eyes gradually became murderous, "I'll give you a chance to live."

"Tell me, why did you become Shen Wanrong's face? Who did it..."

"Who gave you the palace token? Also, where is Shen Wanrong?"

Nan Xiuye ​​saw that the other party didn't say anything and looked like he was ready to die.

Without waiting for Jiang Qingwu to speak, he covered her mouth with one hand, held her arm with the other hand, and stabbed it hard into her shoulder.

"Woooo..."

A painful whimper was heard, but Nan Xiuye ​​had no intention of stopping. He turned the dagger with a fierce look in his eyes.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and nodded repeatedly at Nan Xiu Ye.

Seeing this, Nan Xiuye ​​drew his knife and slowly loosened his hand.

"Tell me, who changed your face?" Nan Xiuye ​​asked in a low voice.

The other party covered his shoulder and leaned against the wall in pain. After a long time, he slowly spoke, "Mr....Mr.

"Not only... it's me, but also the other Shen, Shen Wanrong..."

The other party muttered, and then took advantage of Nan Xiuye's inattention, snatched the dagger and stabbed it in the chest.

"You..." Nan Xiuye ​​didn't have time to stop him, he was already dead.

"If you don't kill me... I'll be a dead man too..." As he said this, the other party died.

Jiang Qingwu looked at the woman lying on the ground, his thoughts froze, and then he sneered, "Humph, there's more?"

"Haha, there is also another Shen Wanrong..."

Jiang Qingwu's emotions were somewhat out of control, and he closed his eyes tightly.

After leaving Zhuoqing Palace, Jiang Qingwu felt a little dazed, his face was pale and looked extremely ugly.

"You can see Yan Xiuchen, right?" Jiang Qingwu murmured in a daze.

Nan Xiuye, who was following behind him, nodded slightly, "Yes, His Majesty gave me the gold medal. Seeing the gold medal is like seeing His Majesty."

"Go find Yan Xiuchen and tell him what happened here."

Nan Xiuye ​​was silent for a moment, looked at Jiang Qingwu, and said hesitantly, "There's no rush."

"You don't have anyone with you, and this palace isn't completely safe."

"I will take you back to Fengxiang Palace and see His Majesty immediately."

Jiang Qingwu sighed heavily, then gradually came to his senses and looked back at Nan Xiuye.

"You come to the front..."

"The eunuchs who attend you cannot walk side by side with you."

"It's okay. Who can catch you and give you a few beatings?" Jiang Qingwu said, motioning to Nan Xiuye.

Nan Xiuye ​​then took two steps forward, looked at Jiang Qingwu intently, and said hesitantly.

"Why didn't you ask me?"

Jiang Qingwu was startled and looked at Nan Xiuye, "What do you want to ask? The art of disguise?"

Nan Xiuye ​​nodded gently, "Yes."

"If you knew, you would have told me long ago."

Nan Xiuye ​​looked at Jiang Qingwu and said with some self-blame, "I really don't know."

"At that time, the master only discussed with me that we should disguise ourselves as Bai Asheng, but I didn't see the person who did the disguise."

"When he came, I was already unconscious."

Jiang Qingwu seemed to be thinking about something. He nodded slightly and sighed heavily.

"Shen Wanrong, maybe she no longer looks like this."

"It's really hard for me to kill her."

Seeing Jiang Qingwu in distress, Nan Xiuye ​​couldn't help but think of the past.

"Before, when I was Bai Ruosheng and followed you, I also saw that you hated Shen Wanrong and the Shen family deeply, as if you had a deep hatred for them."

"But……"

Hearing this, Jiang Qingwu let out a bitter laugh, interrupting Nan Xiuye.

"Many people asked me why I hated the Shen family and Shen Wanrong so much, but I didn't know how to explain it."

"I can only say that if I don't kill her, I will never be able to get rid of the hatred in my heart."

"It seems to have become an obsession of mine, and no one can understand it."

Nan Xiuye ​​was stunned for a moment, then said firmly, "No, it seems... Your Majesty can understand."

Jiang Qingwu was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Nan Xiuye, "Why do you say that?"

"When you burned down the Shen Family Ancestral Hall, Gu Yanbai and I both tried to stop you because we felt... you were too cruel."

"But only Your Majesty thinks you should do so, and even thinks that what you have done is particularly inadequate."

Jiang Qingwu looked at Nan Xiuye ​​in a daze and remembered something.

Every time she targeted Shen Wanrong and the Shen family, Yan Xiuchen always stood firmly on her side.

I never asked her why she hated the Shen family so much.

"When you say that, I suddenly seem to remember that Yan Xiuchen has never asked me what deep hatred I have with the Shen family."

Nan Xiuye ​​heard this and sneered secretly, "You can't call His Majesty like this in the future."

Jiang Qingwu came back to his senses and sighed helplessly, "If I call him Your Majesty, he will be unhappy."

"Okay, I'm almost there, go meet him."

Nan Xiuye ​​looked at Fengxiang Palace in the distance, then saw the Imperial Guards patrolling nearby, and then nodded to Jiang Qingwu.

As night fell, the people in Fengxiang Palace went about their business as usual.

Only Jiang Qingwu was sitting in a daze in the Qinxin Pavilion beside the Bilan Lake in the backyard.

He held his forehead with his hands, looking worried and thinking about something.

She was a little overwhelmed. There was another Shen Wanrong, which meant that there might be countless Shen Wanrongs appearing in various places.

In the palace, outside the palace, in the mansion of the marquis, in the mansion of the prince..."

Apart from her, no one could easily tell whether Shen Wanrong was real or fake.

"Your Majesty... His Majesty will be here soon..."

Xiao Luzi came over and reminded in a low voice. It could be seen that Jiang Qingwu was absent-minded and lonely, and did not say a word. He did not dare to say anything else and turned to look at Wanyue.

Wanyue waved to Xiao Luzi and moved closer to Jiang Qingwu, "My Queen..."

"Wanyue... Tell me, tell me how many Shen Wanrongs there are."

"My lady, it was Master Gu who planned and saved Shen Wanrong when she first changed her appearance."

"Actually... we can ask Master Gu what this disguise technique is all about."

Jiang Qingwu seemed to have suddenly come to his senses. He raised his eyes and looked at Wanyue, "You are right, right, Gu Yanbai."

Jiang Qingwu murmured, and was about to stand up, but the next moment he suddenly realized something, "Xiao Luzi, what did you just say?"

"Oh, His Majesty will be here soon. Dinner..."

"Serve the food." Jiang Qingwu agreed and sat back down steadily.

"Yes, I will make arrangements now."

Jiang Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked towards the stone railing by the lake.

"When Yan Xiuchen comes to eat, Gu Yanbai will definitely come with him. I'll ask him then. I just don't know...whether Nan Xiuye ​​will come."

Jiang Qingwu was talking to himself, while Wanyue beside him hesitated to speak, "Miss... I have something to say, but I don't know if I should say it."

Jiang Qingwu came back to his senses, turned to look at Wanyue, and couldn't help but smile, "Go ahead, just say whatever you want to say."

"From now on...you should keep some distance from Master Nan."

"He must not come to the bedroom again today."

As soon as Wan Yue finished speaking, the three people standing on the promenade in the middle of the lake behind her stopped in their tracks at the same time.

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