Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

Jiang Qingwu almost choked to death after taking a sip of wine. He coughed violently and looked at Nan Xiuye ​​in amazement.

Seeing Jiang Qingwu's face full of disbelief, Nan Xiuye ​​nodded firmly.

"It's true. The real Nan Zifeng lived with me day and night, and he died in an assassination three years ago."

"I watched him die with my own eyes. He died in my arms."

"So, the person you saw was definitely not Nan Zifeng."

Jiang Qingwu's head buzzed, and she couldn't help but think of Nan Zifeng who was confronting her.

He has an extraordinary bearing and is courteous and polite. Apart from his clothes, he is indeed... different from the martial artists who wield swords and horses.

"He saluted me, called me Queen, and said he was following Mr. Yan's orders..."

"…He has a certain elegance and is very polite."

"His martial arts skills are pretty good, probably better than mine, and I can sense that he didn't try his best..."

Gu Yanbai thought silently for a long time, and then chuckled, "He is a man of refined temperament, polite and courteous, his martial arts skills are higher than yours, but he deliberately gives in to you..."

Gu Yanbai murmured, turning his head to look at Nan Xiuye, "Is there such a person around King Suqing?"

Nan Xiuye ​​shook his head slightly and whispered, "I was only in charge of the border before, and was later recalled to the capital. Among the people I know, there is no such person."

"But... I have never been involved in the Jiangnan stronghold. Maybe... there is."

Jiangnan?! Jiang Qingwu's heart tightened slightly.

It’s Jiangnan again. What kind of secrets does King Suqing hide in Jiangnan?

Huanyue came from Jiangnan. She explained everything except what happened in Jiangnan.

Now, could it be that this fake Nan Zifeng also came from Jiangnan?

"That old man's strongholds and manpower in the capital and nearby areas have all been cleared out by Achen."

"It makes sense to send people from the Jiangnan base camp, but... Jiangnan..."

Gu Yanbai said, holding up the wine glass, and a cold laugh came, "Jiangnan... is the territory of Prince Pingqing, Yan Xiujin."

"But Prince Pingqing is Yan Xiuchen's man." Jiang Qingwu explained, shaking his head slightly.

"You don't mean to say that the fake Nan Zifeng was sent by Prince Pingqing, or..."

As Jiang Qingwu was talking, she suddenly became speechless, and her mind was filled with Nan Zifeng who was fighting with her.

That posture, that manner of speaking...

A terrible idea suddenly popped up in Jiang Qingwu's mind, but she quickly suppressed it.

"This is just speculation. Jiangnan is not a small place. It's ridiculously large."

"Perhaps, King Pingqing and King Suqing have nothing in common. Perhaps, King Pingqing doesn't even know that King Suqing is still alive."

Jiang Qingwu stood up silently and said, "I will go back to the Marquis' Mansion today, you should return to the palace as soon as possible."

"I have asked Jiuhan to go back and report. I am afraid Yan Xiuchen is still waiting for you at this time."

Seeing Jiang Qingwu leaving, Nan Xiuye ​​became a little restless.

Before he opened his mouth, Gu Yanbai saw through his thoughts, "Didn't she say that there are only patrolling city guards outside? I will go back to the palace by myself later, you go and see her off."

Nan Xiuye ​​turned his head and looked at Gu Yanbai, frowning slightly, but then he calmed down instantly.

"You want to get rid of me? If I leave, I'm afraid you won't go back by yourself. You'll either go somewhere else or stay here drinking."

Gu Yanbai's hand holding the wine glass suddenly paused at his lips, and he looked up at Nan Xiuye. "

"Why would I send you away? I have nothing to hide."

Nan Xiuye ​​was silent for a moment, then slowly stood up and said, "His Majesty said a long time ago that he only cares about your safety, and everything else is up to you."

"If you really have something you want to do, it's up to you as long as it's safe."

Gu Yanbai looked at Nan Xiuye ​​at a loss. He hesitated for a moment with the wine glass in his hand and drank it all in one gulp.

"I have nothing to do. Let's go and send the girl back to the Marquis' Mansion first, and then return to the palace."

……

In the palace, Shangyang Palace.

After Jiuhan and Jiang Qingwu separated, he hurried back to the palace and met Yan Xiuchen in Chengshu Hall.

"Hello, godfather." Jiuhan bowed to Yan Xiuchen, then stood up and walked towards him.

Yan Xiuchen slowly put down the memorial in his hand, and when he looked up he realized that Jiuhan's face looked strange.

"You look so unhappy, has something happened?" Yan Xiuchen suddenly became nervous, and Zhong Quan, who was not far away, couldn't help but look a little uneasy when he saw this.

"General Lu, the guards just came back to report that the queen is safe and sound, and the matter was resolved smoothly. What happened?"

Hearing this, Jiu Han hurriedly explained to Yan Xiuchen, "No, godfather, don't worry, godmother and young master are all fine."

"Then what's going on?" Yan Xiuchen turned his face away, feeling relieved.

Jiuhan stood aside, hesitant to speak, and then looked at Zhong Quan.

Zhong Quan also understood the situation and quickly bowed to Yan Xiuchen, "Your Majesty, I will bring your medicine over."

Seeing Zhong Quan leave, Yan Xiuchen put down the pen in his hand and picked up the teacup.

"Go ahead."

"The one confronting us is a man named Nan Zifeng, who claims to be sent by the King of Purge..."

"But..." Jiuhan said, hesitating and lowering his voice, "But my son looks like someone..."

Yan Xiuchen frowned slightly, holding the teacup and looking at Jiuhan, "Nan Zifeng? Who does he look like?"

Jiuhan opened his mouth, then noticed the guards and eunuchs standing everywhere in the hall.

After hesitating for a moment, he took the pen from the table and wrote his name on a blank piece of paper.

The teacup lid in Yan Xiuchen's hand fell onto the cup with a "click" after he saw the name.

His face suddenly darkened, and he looked at Jiuhan in disbelief, "Are you sure?"

"He said his name was Nan Zifeng and he had the antidote for Baiqing Powder. My son was also confused."

"But...his martial arts skills, temperament and conversation..."

As he spoke, Jiuhan gradually became more certain, "Godfather, my son was not mistaken, it should be him."

Yan Xiuchen let out a long breath, snorted and threw the teacup onto the table with a snap.

His face couldn't help but show a bit of annoyance, "Now you come to the capital and don't even say hello?"

"Godfather, does his behavior mean... that he will stand on their side..."

"People on the same boat have to go their separate ways, so he naturally has to take sides..."

Yan Xiuchen murmured, stood up and paced, "You were there today, he and Gu Qing fought, who won?"

"It was a draw. He...had a false victory over my godmother."

Hearing this, Yan Xiuchen raised the corners of his lips slightly, "His martial arts skills are not inferior to Gu Qing, so he must be intentionally letting her..."

Yan Xiuchen was absentmindedly thinking about something when Zhong Quan's voice suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Your Majesty, someone delivered a secret letter to the gate of the West Palace, saying that it was written by Your Majesty himself."

Yan Xiuchen's heart tightened slightly, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he gestured to Jiuhan.

Jiuhan hurried away and came back with a letter a moment later.

A tightly sealed letter, with only a few short words written on the huge piece of paper.

[Yan Lin enters the capital, targeting the Jiang family! ]