Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

Yan Xiuchen outside the door had a gloomy expression on his face, with a sinister sneer on the corner of his lips.

"Godfather..." Jiuhan called softly, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by a voice in the room.

Jiang Qingwu raised his eyes with the pen in hand and stared at Wanyue, then sneered, "It sounds like what Jiuye said."

"Young lady, you are still laughing. Even His Highness's confidant dares to make up stories about you. It's obvious that His Highness doesn't think much of you either."

"You have been suspected of this again and again. From what I've seen, I don't know if there is any conspiracy."

"Girl, you said before that the Third Prince was deeply in love with you and that he was plotting against you."

"I think His Highness is probably up to something bad."

"Although our Shunqing Marquisate is not as noble as the Third Prince, nor as powerful as the Regent."

"But our mansion controls more than 300,000 soldiers and horses of Dayan. We are a family of military commanders. No matter who we stand with, we will be a great help."

"Perhaps, His Highness has no good intentions."

Wanyue kept chattering and was indignant, but Jiang Qingwu just kept painting his own picture.

It was not until he realized that there was no ink left in the inkstone that he looked at Wanyue and said, "Just talk about your own thing. Why don't you grind the ink?"

Wan Yue came back to her senses and quickly picked up the ink stick, "Girl, did you listen to me?"

"After listening to this, I really feel that you and Jiuye are long-lost siblings. You won't stop until you separate Yan Xiuchen and me, right?"

"No, girl, what I said is all true. His Highness doesn't trust you, so don't give your heart to him just because you're hot-headed..."

Jiang Qingwu sighed heavily, looked at the finished portrait on the table, and put down the pen with satisfaction, "Just fill it in with some color, and it will be perfect."

"Wanyue..." Jiang Qingwu shouted, with a serious look on his face.

"You know, there is a kind of people in this world who lack a sense of security."

Wan Yue was stunned, "What?"

"Such people, after suffering countless disappointments and indifference, will not dare to believe the warmth and love they receive."

"Just like Yan Xiuchen, he has no sense of security."

"Deep in his heart, there is something close to the truth, which is that I will not give it to him sincerely."

"That's why he is so sensitive and vigilant. He easily doubts my intentions, my goals, and my intentions."

"But it's not his fault... He's been in love with me for so many years, it's been hard!"

Jiang Qingwu gave a long lecture, put away the portrait on the table, and went to wash his hands.

Wan Yue, on the other hand, stood there in a daze, looking at Jiang Qingwu with a blank face, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.

"Uh... girl, aren't you too... narcissistic? How do you know that His Highness likes you?"

Jiang Qingwu suddenly came back to his senses, and after a pause, his eyes were full of determination.

"I...I just know that he likes me. He likes me very, very much!"

Outside the door, even the serious Jiuhan couldn't help but laugh.

Yan Xiuchen also smiled secretly, his eyes filled with surprise and joy.

How did she know when he had hardly expressed any affection for her over the years?

At this moment, someone suddenly came to report with a loud voice, breaking the silence.

"Your Highness..."

Yan Xiuchen also suddenly came back to his senses and subconsciously looked towards the house.

Sure enough, Jiang Qingwu heard the shouting and hurried out, only to find Yan Xiuchen outside the door.

"You... why are you here..." Jiang Qingwu looked stunned and subconsciously bowed slightly to him.

But then he suddenly realized something, "You just...didn't you hear everything?"

"What?" Yan Xiuchen reacted quickly, pretending to be surprised and asked, shaking his head, "I just got here, and you said something bad about me?"

Jiang Qingwu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, I didn't say anything."

Yan Xiuchen nodded seriously and gestured to his guards, "What's the matter?"

"Your Highness, the servant from Shunqing Marquis's Mansion came to report that something happened in the mansion."

Jiang Qingwu panicked and rushed over. "Something happened in the Marquis' Mansion? What happened?"

"It is said that... a maid of Xing'er has disappeared."

"Xing'er?!" Jiang Qingwu's heart tightened and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

Wanyue seemed to remember something, "Girl, Xing'er is wearing your clothes today and pretending to be you. If she disappears, will she..."

Yan Xiuchen seemed to understand something after listening to what the two said.

"I guess the other party already knows that you are not in the Marquis' Mansion."

"Shen Chengshan will go to the Marquis' Mansion to see you again tomorrow at the latest."

Yan Xiuchen seemed to be thinking about something, then he raised his eyes and whispered to Jiang Qingwu, "I'll ask Jiuhan to take you back immediately."

"Okay, okay, I'll be right back..."

Jiang Qingwu was feeling a little confused and muttered in a trance. He turned around and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Yan Xiuchen.

"So I'm in love..."

"...Anything else?"

"Their target is you...Don't be impulsive in everything."

"I know, I understand." Jiang Qingwu nodded, turned around and hurried away.

Seeing this, Yan Xiuchen turned to look at Jiuhan.

Although Yan Xiuchen didn't say anything, Jiuhan understood and bowed slightly to Yan Xiuchen.

"Don't worry, godfather. I will protect Miss Jiang."

Along the way, Jiang Qingwu felt uneasy.

Xing'er is only sixteen years old. She is the daughter of Nanny Zhou in the mansion. She has been serving her in Wutong Garden since she was eight years old.

She is different from Wanyue. She is just a weak woman. She usually takes care of her food and clothing, and she doesn't know martial arts at all.

If she was really abducted by the Shen family...

Jiang Qingwu was daydreaming when the carriage suddenly stopped.

Jiang Qingwu staggered, his eyes suddenly tightened, he opened the car door and went out.

On the street was another carriage, luxurious and exquisite, surrounded by guards.

Some were riding horses, some were walking, and there were two maids following on both sides of the carriage.

Jiang Qingwu looked closely at the two maids and the design of the carriage, and instantly understood something.

Although he was reluctant, he got off the carriage silently and bowed respectfully.

"Your Highness, I pay my respects to the Imperial Concubine."

Wan Yue and Jiu Han, who were standing by, also came to their senses and followed suit, bowing, "Greetings, Imperial Concubine."

After a long time, there was a responding voice in the carriage. It was indeed Concubine Shen.

"I heard that Zhuoran was missing, so I left the palace in the evening to go back to my parents' home and am about to return to the palace."

"What a coincidence! I just saw your maidservant, and now I see you."

Jiang Qingwu's heart tightened and he suddenly stood up.

Mentioned Shen Zhuoran and then mentioned Xing'er.

She knew in her heart that the so-called "coincidence" was just something Concubine Shen did on purpose.

"Where is the imperial concubine? I have seen the servant of this minister."

Jiang Qingwu was extremely impatient, but the imperial concubine was leisurely and calm, and one could tell from her voice how proud she was.

"Why are you so nervous? I see she'll be very happy riding in a carriage with some men."

"If you chase him now, maybe... you can still catch up."

Jiang Qingwu's head was buzzing, his heart felt like it had fallen into an icy cave, his eyes were as sharp as knives, and he clenched his fists tightly.

"Your servant will take his leave." Without bothering to argue with Concubine Shen, Jiang Qingwu said perfunctorily and quickly snatched Jiuhan's horse away.

He jumped up and rode away.

"Miss Jiang..."

"girl……"

Jiuhan shouted, pulled Wanyue onto the carriage, pulled the reins, and chased after her, "Gee..."